Chapter 122 Dawn
In Kyoto, Wuhan's hands trembled slightly.
He is afraid, he is afraid.
He touched his chest, where there was a knife wound that someone had made hundreds of years ago, and it was still corroding his body like a raging fire!
It’s like a fairy tale!
“Following the fate of the country…”
Since him, in hundreds of years, this is the second time He Dao has appeared, a knife that can really threaten him, the Ghost King! He will never allow another Jiguoyuan to appear, never!
Hei Deathmo felt his will.
Hei Shimo also knew why Wu Ke lost his composure, and he was also shocked in his heart.
"The sword is the same as Yuanyi. So isn't this a weapon that only those who master the Sun Breathing Method can awaken?" He looked at Ji Xing's face.
No matter how serious a 17-year-old boy is, he still looks immature.
He suddenly remembered the words of his younger brother Enichi Tsukuni: 'We brothers are just passers-by in a long history. Babies with far greater talents than you and me may have been born long ago...'
“The next generation is to be feared.”
Ignoring the burning power inside, his neck forcibly healed and he clenched the Demon Blade tightly - but after I cut off Yuanyi's old and dead body, I said that I would never lose to anyone again!
He rushed towards Ji Xing brazenly.
Ji Xing greeted him with a knife!
The He Dao is the ultimate weapon in the world of demon slayers. The ultimate technique is to infuse all the weight of the grip and the heat of the body after awakening the pattern into the Nichirin Dao, making the blade hot and red, causing real damage to ghosts, like sun!
Ji Xing was always one point away from mastering the He Dao. This was partly because he did not activate the markings, and partly because he was not under enough pressure.
At this time, all the conditions were met, and his sword finally evolved into the He Dao, which was specially used for killing ghosts.
However, what should be collected must be collected.
Only by combining the fist and the sword can he make up for the gap in strength between himself and Black Death Mou.
One person and one ghost fight and collide quickly.
Blood was spilled, dyeing the earth red, and was covered and flattened by the vast impact!
…
At the foot of Sagogiri Mountain, the second home of Lintaki Sakon.
Tanjiro tossed and turned.
'Mr. Kamishi really broke the appointment and hasn't come back yet... Well, as a ghost hunter of the Demon Slayer Corps, it's not surprising that he suddenly received a mission. Besides, we didn't agree to see each other every five days, but he had not been there before. I just come back once every five days. ’
‘It’ll be okay, it’ll be okay. ’
‘Such a strong swordsman…’
Suddenly he heard the sound of rustling coming from the courtyard. Tanjiro jumped out of bed, walked out and saw two figures, and asked, "Aren't Tamayo-sama and Oshiro able to sleep too?"
Yushiro said coldly: "We are ghosts, we don't need sleep, let alone sleeping at night."
“Are you worried about Mr. Kamishi too?” Tanjiro thought to himself.
Yushiro's eyes twitched: "We don't need to worry about that swordsman, he is ridiculously strong."
“Let’s go look for it!”
“Are you listening to me?” Yushiro was furious.
Zhu Shidao: "Yushiro, don't disturb Mr. Lintaki." After saying this, a look of worry appeared on her face. She looked up at the night sky, the haze and dark clouds dispersed, and the bright moon seemed to be staring at her.
"moon…"
At this time, there are still seven hours before dawn.
…
“Hu…hu…”
The heavy breathing was like a bellows, and Ji Xing's breathing method was slightly disordered. He relied on his outstanding body control to maintain a normal state.
The body of Hei Shimo on the opposite side is covered with intricate wounds, which are difficult to heal under the corrosion of He Dao. He has lost a lot of blood and is also almost unable to support the use of the Vampire Technique!
But his breathing was still steady, and he looked at Ji Xing and said: "You have forced me to this extent by yourself. It is a pity that a swordsman like you dies here, but... Even if you want to do something evil now, Master Wuhan can't do it." It won’t be allowed.”
Ji Xing smiled and said, "Do you think you won?"
“How long can you hold on?”
“Until you die!”
At this time, there are still six hours before dawn.
…
‘The devilish fragrance of blood and daylight! ’
Jushi scratched his arm and used his own blood as a medium to activate the blood ghost technique. The ghost in front of him revealed information about Wu Ke in hallucinations, and was cursed by Wu Ke, causing his body to collapse and die.
Tanjiro, who was a little embarrassed, was reminded by her to block his nose in advance. He opened his eyes wide and exclaimed: "It's so amazing, Lord Tamashi..."
"Hmph." Yushiro was very happy after praising Zhushi, but he still had a dissatisfied expression on his face: "So why on earth do we come out to find that swordsman, and where are we going to find him?"
Tanjiro smiled and waited for the effect of Tamayo's vampire spell to pass before sniffing lightly.
"I remember... Mr. Uamishi walked this way last time he left. Looking for more? Just on that mountain, I always feel... he is nearby."
Zhu Shi turned around: "Let's go."
At this time, there are still four hours before dawn.
…
The swing of the sword has slowed down, Black Death Mou is no longer able to activate his vampire technique, and the Breath of the Moon can no longer be used. Ji Xing on the opposite side moves more slowly and is shaky, but he can still parry and fight back steadily.
Hei Simo's heart was a little confused. From sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai to feeling that he might lose for the first time - why? He is just a human being, why can he support it to this extent? !
At this time, there are only two hours left before dawn, and it has been nearly six hours since the confrontation between one person and one ghost!
In fact, Ji Xing's breathing method can no longer be maintained. Ji Xing will only use it at the moment of collision, and it is not thunder breathing.
It is the Breath of the Sun that I learned from Tanjiro! His body is not strong enough, and the sword moves using Breath of the Sun will lose strength, but it is only used to maintain and squeeze physical energy. As the ancestral breathing method, Breath of the Sun is obviously superior!
Hei Shimo couldn't see the change in his breathing method, he only felt an indescribable anger.
"Why! Why?! After hundreds of years of practice, why can't we quickly kill a human who has held a sword for nine months! Compared with geniuses like you, why are we born in this world?! Answer me, Yuanyi!"
The burns from He Dao and the long-lasting pain from the wounds on his body have made him trance-like. Ji Xing's figure completely overlaps with that of his younger brother Jiguo Yuanyi!
Bang-bang-bang!
Three violent knives slashed Ji Xing into the air. Ji Xing, who had crashed into the rock wall, only paused for a moment before attacking Hei Shimo with the knife again. He trampled him with a roundhouse kick until he vomited blood and flew backwards, and added more wounds with the knife!
The fighting has once again become intense, with one person and one ghost approaching their limit, constantly adding scars to their opponents, until the first ray of light rises from the horizon!
Hai Shimou is in a trance.
It’s almost dawn?
No, it’s getting dark!
“Are you going to run away?” Ji Xing whispered.
Dang - the blades connected again. Such words were passed into his ears. Black Death Mou froze, and quickly sneered: "Do you want to die with me in this way? Human swordsmen, only those who live to the end Be the winner!"
Ji Xing's knife was swung open with a clang. He was so scarred by the slash that he looked like an evil ghost. He turned around and ran towards the shade in the distance. After a few dozen meters, he turned around and swept away.
Ji Xing did not pursue him.
He should be unable to pursue anymore. His blood is almost drained, right? After all, I won!
I didn’t lose to anyone but you!
Yuanyi!
I will not lose!
At this moment, Hei Shimo's footsteps suddenly stopped. He realized that his body was out of control, turned around, and ran towards Ji Xing again.
A look of shock appeared on his face, and he instantly understood what was going on: "Master Wuhan! The injuries sustained by this human being should be fatal. His blood is almost drained. I..."
—
The blades met, and his body launched an uncontrollable attack on Ji Xing again!
“Master Wuhan! It’s almost dawn!”
“Sir Wuhan, don’t!”
After a few startled shouts, Hei Shimo gradually understood.
Compared with whether you will die or not, the most important thing is to confirm the death of this human swordsman like Yuanyi who has mastered He Dao!
His eyes met Ji Xing's, and found that his already somewhat hazy eyes were still cold, as if the injury he had received was insignificant, as if he had already expected that he would be manipulated by Wu Mei to look back!
This look, this feeling? !
He vaguely recalled his last meeting with Yuanyi. Yuanyi said to him sadly: "How sad, brother..."
Where is the tragedy?
What’s wrong with me? !
He never understood.
Now, he seems to understand.
Life and death are in Mukai's hands. No matter how strong he is, even if he lives forever, is this really what I, my samurai, Tsukuni Iwakatsu, want?
What have I transcended?
What did I defeat? !
—
His body was cut in half, and Yuanyi's relics, a flute, fell to the ground.
Wukai will not care whether he is injured or not, Wucai only cares about whether he can kill the enemy!
—
The ghost blade pierced Ji Xing at the same time!
Those branches instantly caused exaggerated damage to Ji Xing. The decapitating sword that followed him hovered in mid-air, flipped and inserted into the ground, but his body did not fall down, and he looked down at Hei Shimo.
Heisimou, who was cut in half by He Dao, was no longer able to move. The two halves of his body slowly let go of his Ghost Sword, and he lay on the ground panting rapidly.
vomiting blood, painful, ferocious.
A sad smile gradually appeared on his face.
Gradually it became calm again.
“I just want to be you, Yuanyi, why is it getting further and further away?”
“In the end, I won no one.”
"Why was I born in this world? To set you off? How sad...how sad!"
The first ray of sunlight in the morning fell, burning the two halves of the blackened body into nothingness!
This one of the upper strings, with confusion, disappeared from the world forever!
A few seconds later, in the distance, Tanjiro, Tamayo and Yushiro appeared at the end of the line of sight at the right time.
Ji Xing turned around to look, coughed, vomited out a large mouthful of blood, and fell to his knees softly.
Zhu Shi covered her mouth, tears flashing in her eyes.
Yushiro looked shocked.
Tanjiro’s eyes are about to burst.
“Mr. Kamishi?!”
In Kyoto, Wuhan smiled with relief: "Just kill him, at least kill him. Huh, one of the upper strings? It's also a waste..."
It’s too late, this paragraph is a bit difficult to write...
(End of this chapter)