"Your current body may not be able to withstand the power of the Nine Blades."

Gu Yue Yugui frowned slightly, and said seriously, "The bloodline of ordinary people can't control the Nine Calamity Blades, not to mention that you are seriously injured ...... now."

"If you don't try, how do you know?"

Amamiya Qinghui opened his mouth lightly, and his blood-covered palm grabbed a purple long knife from the wooden box, connected it to the scabbard, and stabbed it into a pool of blood under his feet.

"One of the Nine Swords of Calamity, [Doom]."

Amamiya Haruki muttered to himself, and took out the ghostly long knife he had just obtained, and stabbed it into the earth.

"The second of the nine swords of the calamity, [Burial Mountain]."

When the second Disaster Knife melted into a pool of blood, the two Disaster Knife seemed to form some kind of echo through the blood, and they trembled slightly!

Purple and ghostly shimmers flowed into pools of blood, intertwined and hooked together, and a mysterious aura emanated.

"Brother Amamiya, this is ......"

Yuzurina stood aside, stunned as she watched Amamiya Haruki's movements, her face full of confusion.

"He is using himself as a medium to induce the unity of the nine swords." Gu Yue Yugui slowly spoke, "The aura of the nine calamity knives is independent of each other, and only with blood as a guide and the flesh as a furnace can they be linked together......

In the words of the sword we used to forge when we forged the sword, he was offering sacrifices. ”

"Sacrifice?" Shota Hoshimi's face changed slightly, "He's going to die?" ”

"How easy is it to build an artifact? Just by creating this Nine Swords, I don't know how many lives have been piled up, and now that the Nine Swords are one, life is also needed as a medium. Gu Yue Yugui paused, but still said,

"But even if it's a sacrifice...... Not everyone can do it. ”

Gu Yue Yugui turned his head, glanced at the red-clothed figure who was fighting with the corpse god, lowered his head again, and looked at Yu Rena beside him, his eyes were full of complexity.

Yuzurina was stunned.

Then, as if she understood something, she pursed her lips slightly.

"Five of the Nine Swords of Woejin, [Black Rope]."

Amamiya Haruki took out the third Kasutsu knife from the wooden box and inserted it into a pool of blood.

A flash of black light poured into the pool of blood, linked with the other two Wojin knives, and Amamiya Qinghui's figure flickered, and his face became a little paler.

He stood still for a few seconds, but quickly pulled out the two remaining Kasutsu knives from the wooden box and plunged them into the ground.

"The sixth of the nine swords of the calamity, [Misty Pupil]."

"Eight of the Nine Swords of Woejin, [Flame Sparrow]."

The fusion of the two calamity knives connected Gu Bo suddenly rippled in a circle of blood, and two rays of light, one gold and one red, poured into Amamiya Qinghui's body, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body fell to the ground on his knees for a while.

He lowered his head, his face covered with beads of sweat the size of beans, and he gasped heavily.

The weight of the five Wojin knives had completely crushed his bloodline...... For an ordinary person like him, being able to persist to this point is purely supported by will.

However, whether he admits it or not, his physical body is already on the verge of its limit.

He gritted his teeth and stubbornly stood in a pool of blood behind the five Wojin knives, his eyes full of unwillingness, but he still firmly stretched out his hand, wanting to grab the long knife at his waist.

At this moment, a palm gently grabbed the [Rain Collapse] scabbard.

Amamiya Qinghui was stunned for a moment and turned his head to look.

I saw the petite Yuzurina, stepping on clogs, standing quietly in a pool of blood, the rain dripped down her wet black hair and on the old kimono with cherry blossoms on a black background.

Her right hand was tightly gripping the scabbard of [Rain Avalanche].

"Yuzu ......"

"Brother Amamiya, let me come." Yuzu Rena smiled slightly, "You're just an ordinary person without the blood of the king, and you can't carry so many calamities...... This is destined to be the duty of our Yuzu family. ”

Although Gu Yue Yugui didn't say it explicitly, the glance he had just now was already conveying some kind of information...... And Yuzurina is very smart.

The bloodline of ordinary people cannot carry the power of the Nine Calamity Blades, and the implication is that only the blood of the king can do it.

After the death of Yuzu Heizhe, the only people in the entire "human circle" who have the royal blood inheritance are her sister Yuri Nai and her younger brother Yuzu Takakibai.

Although the royal blood of Yurenai is recessive, the recessive royal blood is still the royal blood.

In other words, if she wants to save this "human circle", she and Yuzu Takiha, there must be someone who becomes the sacrifice of the Disaster Knife, and Yuzu Nai knows very well in her heart that if Yuzu Takibai is here, he will definitely go to this sacrifice without hesitation......

And she didn't want her brother to be a sacrifice.

Amamiya Haruki looked at her deeply and shook his head resolutely, "Your brother and sister are too young...... I don't need royal blood, I can do it. ”

He stretched out his hand and was about to pull out the hilt of [Yuban], but Yuzurina's palm clamped it tightly, without the slightest intention of letting go.

Amamiya Haruki's brow furrowed.

Qiang ——!

The soft groan of the blade unsheathed sounded.

It's just that it is not [Rain Avalanche] that comes out of the sheath, but [Thousand Cranes].

"I'm sorry, Amamiya-san." Yuzurina stood in the middle of the paper cranes in the sky, and said with an apologetic smile, "Although I am the master of the Disaster Sword, I have never helped much, I am not as powerful as you, and I am not as conscious as Takibai, this should be the only thing I can do for you......

Perhaps, this is where I am destined to be. ”

With a strong tug, she directly ripped the [Rain Collapse] from Amamiya Qinghui's waist, and the paper crane flew around him, rolling it directly into the sky, turning into a paper crane cage and sealing him inside.

"You can't ......"

The seriously injured Amamiya Haruki couldn't get rid of the shackles of [Chizuru] without [Rain Avalanche], and just as he was about to say something, several paper cranes unfolded and turned into seals, locking his mouth.

At the same time, the rest of the cranes also swept over the waists of Shota Hoshimi and Yoshiki Furuhara, and the crane's beak pecked lightly, snatching the other two knives as well.

The snow-white paper crane flew in the air with two calamity knives in its mouth, and in the center of them, a petite figure raised its head, looked at the red-clothed figure fighting in the distance, and slowly closed its eyes.

She slashed her palm, and the red blood flowed down her fingertips into the pool of blood, and as her blood poured in, the five Disaster Tsu knives that had been inserted into the ground brightened again, and all kinds of light and shadow intertwined in the blood, and finally converged in her body.

Yuzurina raised the dark blue knife in her hand and plunged it into a pool of blood.

"The fourth of the nine swords of woe, [Rain Collapse]."

After Yuzurina stabbed the knife, she reached out to the sky and made a move, and the flying paper crane dropped a vermilion long knife and landed in her hand.

"Brother Xiangtai, after the nine swords of Katsu are united, Sister Wu Ji will also get rid of the sword body and regain her freedom, and when the time comes, ...... You'll be together forever. ”

She smiled at Shota Hoshimi in the distance.

A long vermilion knife pierced into a pool of blood.

"Seven of the Nine Swords of Wojin, [Wu Ji]."