Konoha: People Are In Hyuga, Caged Bird Is Popularized By The Whole Clan

"Ah, here comes another one."

Half of his arm was instantly melted into ashes by the sun. Tongmo seemed to feel no pain, but was just curious about the appearance of Kamado Tanjuro.

"Ka! Ka! Ka!"

Three water lily Bodhisattvas rose from the ground in an instant, surrounding Tong Mo in the center. Their tall figures provided shadow protection for Tong Mo.

[Bai Ji of Blood Ghost Art Cold Lie].

[The Crystal of Vampire Art: Royal Son].

The ice doll in the form of a girl appeared, dragging the clear frozen white air and blowing towards the ghost hunter. Ice power, ice swords, icicles, ice thousand books... the sky was filled with stars.

At the same time, the thick and highly toxic ice mist spreads rapidly, trying to penetrate through the ghost hunter's skin and nasal cavity.

Tong Mo waved his regrown arm and pointed forward exaggeratedly.

Shouting: "Go! Bai Ji!"

A perfect look.

Then,

He sat down to reduce his exposed area, held his chin with his hands, and watched with interest, like a child watching an ant fight.

"No, it's poisonous ice dew!"

"Breath of Wind-Jiu's Shape-Wei Zhuantian Typhoon!"

Immortal Kawakawa Saniya immediately opened the Madara pattern, and his physical fitness was fully improved. Two slashes like small typhoons flew out, enveloping the poisonous ice dew 607, spinning and flying towards the sky.

Unexpectedly, fighting in the daytime, this child grinder would still be so difficult to deal with.

Is this the strength of Shangxian II?

"Ultimate Nine Type Purgatory!"

Anjuro also opened the Madara pattern and rushed forward with the power of hellfire.

"The Breath of Kasumi - Three Types - The Droplets of Kasumi's Dispersion."

The large-scale slashing attack surrounded by rays of light was particularly brilliant under the sunlight.

"The breath of the clouds - the shape of one - tears the sky and dispels the clouds."

Tokitō Ichiro followed closely behind his younger brother and struck out with a powerful move, rolling a large ice blade and crushing it into pieces.

"The God of Fire Kagura Dance - Qi Shape - Yang Hua Tu.

Kamado Tanjuro's whole body was covered with ring-shaped flames, and his body stabbed quickly. Under the "Transparent World", he easily avoided Tōmo's iron fan blade slash, and then his body shape and skills changed.

"Type of Lu - Bone-burning Sun."

A slash of flames struck out in a rotating attack.

Tong Mo's body was immediately split into two.

"The breath of an insect - the (bacb) dance of a dragonfly - the hexagonal compound eyes."

A slender sun-wheel knife fell from the sky and stabbed into Tong Mo's head unexpectedly.

"Uh, it hurts a little bit..."

"So familiar Butterfly Yuzhi..."

Facing this enemy who killed his sister, Butterfly Ninja breathed heavily and glared angrily, but he did not lose his mind. After the blow, he immediately turned over in the air and escaped.

"That's it."

Is it ok?

What's okay?

Tong Mo was surprised and puzzled.

But he immediately discovered his own problem.

There was a scorching force in the cut wound that prevented him from healing, and something seemed to have been injected into the wound in his head, which slowed down his thinking and movements.

Is it poison~

The ghost blood in the body breaks down instinctively.

But this flaw will not be let go by everyone.

Kamado Tanjuro descends from the sky and strikes Douma with a spiral slash from top to bottom. The blade will be wrapped in flames as hot as the sun.

"The God of Fire Kagura Dance - Pick Up Form - Shining Enlight.

Clothed with the rays of the sun, like a god.

The knife falls and the flames dance.

Heads fall!

Without the control of Tong Mo's vampire magic, the Ice Girl, Bai Ji, Water Lily Bodhisattva, etc. all disappeared with the wind.

"Ah? The head was chopped off~"

"Am I going to die?"

Tong Mo's head was exposed to direct sunlight and began to turn into dust.

His voice was pleasant and his expression was sad and sad.

Even Tian Cai Madara squeezed out two tears from her beautiful eyes.

Muichiro Tokitoru said in a deep voice: "Can ghosts... also shed tears?"

Tong Mo murmured: "Yeah. Obviously I am so popular, but if you kill me, many believers will be sad."

Butterfly snorted coldly: "Tong Mo, you don't feel the slightest sadness, do you? Because you can't feel anything. As long as you are a human being, you can naturally feel the joy, sorrow and anger. Even a ghost can understand greed. and fear.”

"77013......"

Butterfly Ninja mocked bluntly.

"For you, no matter whether it is happy feelings or painful and sad emotions, you can't actually understand the feelings. What on earth did a vain guy like you come to this world for?"

While mocking, she squatted next to Tong Mo's body, took out three syringe collectors, inserted them neatly, took out the blood, and recycled it.

Having seen through his true nature, Tong Mo put away the naughty fake smile on his face.

His expression became calm, and of course, Ji Mo was not angry because of it.

"Yeah!"

"I said it looks a bit familiar..."

"Butterfly Yuori is that woman's clothes."

"Is she your relative? She is a very nice woman..."

"It's a pity that it was almost dawn, otherwise I would be very happy if she became a part of me..."

"What's her name...I can't remember..."

With the last doubt, Tong Mo's head completely turned into dust.

The members of the Demon Slayer Corps, who had been tensed up, finally relaxed.

I know from my lord that some ghosts can break through their own limits and will not die even if their heads are chopped off.

I always feel uneasy if I don't see the death of this second stringer with my own eyes.

"To be honest, Tong Mo's strength is beyond our imagination." Immortal Kawa Minami said solemnly.

Although they killed each other, it was because they had the time and knew the other party's information in advance.

"That's right!" Purgatory Anjuro admitted loudly, "If it were us a year ago, we would be no match at all!"

A year ago, they had neither activated the [He Dao] nor awakened the [Madara Pattern], and their physical fitness was incomparable to what it is now.

Kamado Tanjuro noticed that the Butterfly Ninja's mood was not right.

He stepped forward and patted his shoulder gently, expressing concern in a warm voice.

"Xiao Ren, are you okay?"