Night sky.

Murata was trying to turn his head.

A burst of light burst out from not far away!

Whoosh——!

A pitch-black knife burst through the air from afar like a sharp arrow, bursting out!

Puffy!

The black blade of the knife was wrapped around the vigorous burning, and the crimson sun flame dragged along with the sudden drag!

The flames that came out of thin air were like fiery red twilight on the horizon, echoing the blue-red tail flames.

The shallow wind and waves turned into ripples around the blade and spread out!

The brilliant flames streaked straight across the night sky, slightly illuminating Murata's stunned face, who had just turned his head sideways.

Poof!

Almost at the moment when the sound of breaking the air came, the knife was plunged straight into the middle of the demon's brain that rose up above Murata behind him!

Since Murata was close enough, he could even hear the sound of a knife entering flesh.

Bang!

Perhaps because of the force, the knife sank deep into the demon's head, until the blade slammed into the skull, making a dull sound!

"Puff cough a——!!a The demon only felt an itch in his eyebrows, and then a sharp pain exploded from the middle of his brain!

Swell!

The crimson and brilliant sun flame suddenly bloomed in the demon's brain! The heat scorched his body.

The demon bared his teeth and roared, and the hand he was about to attack withdrew and covered his head.

The whole ghost lost its center of gravity in an instant!

The splash of warm liquid splashed on Murata's dazed face, where he had just turned his head.

- What?

Murata was stunned, his eyes blinking, a little unclear about what had just happened.

- What?! So fast!

His vision was a little blurry, as if it was because of the quick invocation of the breathing method just now.

He seemed to see a pitch-black knife flying past.

Fly?

Knives, can they fly?

Some of Murata's oxygen-starved brain went down.

"Roar!!"

The demon is carried by a powerful inertia, and its head can't stop tilting back!

Then.

Pedal Pedal –

The sound of footsteps at a very fast frequency is followed by the sound of slamming on the ground!

Murata subconsciously looked in the direction of the source of the sound.

Whoosh——!

A man with explosive braids and dressed like a two-color feather weave in the moonlight rushed over!

Trample!

He leaped on both feet and soared into the air.

Leap over the top of Murata's head!

He adjusted his posture in mid-air, facing the demon who was leaning back because of the heavy blow to his head, and his feet quickly raised!

Murata raised his head slightly, and in the moonlight, this scene was reflected in his pupils, slightly frozen.

The next moment.

When the man approached the demon, he kicked hard!

Bang!

With the weight of the whole person, it pressed on the demon's body, and with the demon's body as a cushion, it slammed heavily on the ground.

Sneer——!

Due to the force of the impact, the man landed on the demon and slid on the ground for a distance.

The demon's back was suddenly blurred with flesh and blood, leaving a trail of blood on the ground.

"Poof!!" The demon's expression was hideous, and he choked out a mouthful of blood.

Subsequently.

The person who stepped on it squatted on top of him, bowed his head slightly, and held the Nikchakra knife at his waist in his hand.

Click.

The blue blade is unsheathed.

He gripped the hilt horizontally, the blade pointing downward.

Swish!

The sharp blade slashed lightly across the neck of the struggling demon.

"Ahem!" Under the demon's incredulous gaze, his neck was cut off cleanly, and he could no longer say a word.

Subsequently.

Wow –

A crimson scorch mark appeared in the demon's widening and trembling pupils, and then slowly spread.

In the night breeze, it dissipates into ashes.

It flew from the blade, but the demon was cleanly slashed off the neck, taking less than 3 seconds in total.

Murata looked at the back of the man who slowly stood up from the ground, and then looked at the black knife on the ground.

There was a choke in my heart.

The ink clouds that covered the bright moon slowly rolled, and were gradually blown away by the wind, revealing the true bright moonlight, which fell to the ground.

Small town.

The ruins are not far away.

Tanjuro Kamado was in a throwing position, and the scabbard around his waist was empty.

At the corner ......of his mouth, white steam slowly overflowed, dissipating with the cold breeze at night.

Seeing the back of Tomioka Yoshiyu slowly getting up, he also raised his steps and walked towards that side.

Because of his weak body, he ran too slowly.

In the case that you can't see it, you can only choose to throw the knife first.

Then let Tomioka, who is running fast, attack together.

He saved people and killed ghosts.

Slowly walked to Tomioka's side.

Click.

Bend down and pick up your own wedge from the dusty ground and insert it into your waist.

Murata raised his head in a daze, the Hinawa knife in his hand hung down, watching the flying knife being put into the scabbard by Tanjuro.

- He's...

He looked at Tanjuro.

- New columns?

Murata wondered in his heart, and he turned his head sideways.

I looked at Yoshiyoshi Tomioka standing next to him.

"That's right!" Murata suddenly felt excited, and he quickly put his knife into the scabbard and turned his head to look at the other side of the ruins.

He shouted to the two people beside him:

"Over there! There's another guy crushed under the rubble! ”

Hearing this, Tanjuro and Tomioka Yoshiyoshi glanced at each other and nodded.

……

Soon.

On the other side of the ruins.

Creak...

Yoshiyushi Tomioka lifted the beam that was holding down the woman, and he was expressionless and seemed to be effortless.

He turned his head, his blue, dull pupils staring at Tanjuro Kamado, who was sitting on the ground resting.

Tanjuro Kamado noticed Tomioka's eyes, and he waved his hand helplessly and shrugged his shoulders.

- No way, who told him to be weak.

- Carrying heavy objects is something that should be done by this powerful water column.

Tomioka Yoshiyu stared at Tanjuro, and he didn't intend to think about it, so he slowly looked away.

Under the rubble.

"Ahem! Ahem, ahem! The woman coughed unconsciously, her face was pale and unconscious, and there were two lines of tears on her weak face.

Her legs were pressed under the beams and she looked fine, except that her right foot seemed to be broken and deformed.

Murata was holding her shoulders and moving softly, slowly carrying her back and walking out of the confines of the ruins.

"Mom!" The two children gathered around Murata, and they looked at their mother, who was being carried by Murata, their eyes full of worry.

Then.

The crows hovering in the sky slowly flapped their wings and fell.

Seeing this, Tomioka hurriedly lowered the beam and reached out to let the crow land on his arm.

The crow flapped its wings, landed steadily, and combed its feathers with its beak:

"Karma! The lord has a decree! ”

"Brave!"

"Take Tanjuro with Kamado and go to the lord's mansion! Karma! ”

……

……

Not far away.

Small town.

A girl wearing a dark purple patterned kimono and a wide beige sash is standing at the end of the street.

In the moonlight, her purple mist-like eyes looked straight to the other end of the street, her eyelashes fluttering slightly, and she was stunned.

The girl's lilac eyes reflected the back of a swordsman with dark red feathers, a high ponytail, and a pair of flower earrings on the earrings.

Side.

The young man in the white kimono had a serious expression, and he peeked at the girl next to him from time to time.

- Miss Zhu Shi is so beautiful in a daze!