Naruto Time Control

finally.

Yi Wozu completely absorbed the blood given by Kiwu Tsuji Wu Miserable, and his body no longer trembled and returned to stability.

He clenched his fist, and he could feel the surging power in his body, and he could feel that his strength had been greatly improved.

If he is allowed to face the previous two, Megumi Chana and Mako, he is sure enough to win!

"Thank you for the gift of Lord Wuxian."

Yi Wozu bowed his head towards Wu Miserable.

Wumei stood up straight, looked at him calmly, and said, "Don't disappoint my expectations for you."

Yi Woza kept kneeling on one knee.

Wuxian looked away and looked at the other people present, his expression gradually became icy cold, and everyone felt the cold, as if a biting chill filled the air.

No one dared to speak.

It is even more difficult for the six people to keep their bodies stable.

Just when the ghosts were trembling, Wu Mian finally opened his mouth and said slowly: "There is something in this world that hinders me again, and I need you to eradicate it."

"You haven't been able to completely wipe out the Ghost Killing Squad over the years, and you haven't been able to help me find what I need. I'm very disappointed in you. This time, I don't want to be disappointed again."

No one dared to speak.

The whole place was silent.

After a long time, Hei Death Mou, one of the winding strings, said in a deep voice, "Lord Wumis, what do you need me to do to get rid of it?"

"Swordsman."

Wu said indifferently: "A new school of swordsmen has emerged, with strength comparable to that of breathing swordsmen, this world does not need so many schools, nor does it need so many swordsmen, and I don't want to see this. The genre spread like a breath swordsman."

Hearing Wu Miserable's words, the twelve ghost months present were all startled.

Especially Black Death Mou.

"In this world...is there a genre comparable to breathing techniques?"

Breathing method is his younger brother, the only person who has been around for thousands of years, following Guo Yuanyi's creation, and it has been passed down to this day.

Throughout history, there has never been a swordsman school that can compare to breathing, and even other schools can't even touch the corners of breathing, and they are not on the same level at all.

now.

How can he not be surprised when a genre comparable to breathing methods appears?

Wu Wu gave him a faint look and said, "It's not surprising that anything appears in this world. It doesn't matter how it appears, I just need this genre to disappear."

"……Yes."

Black Death Mou responded in a deep voice.

He doesn't think there really is a genre comparable to breathing, but even if it's close, he won't allow it.

He can't reach the height of Jiguoyuanyi, but now Jiguoyuanyi is dead, so the person who is closest to the ultimate breathing method today is the one who has cultivated breathing method to the peak.

Any challenger will fall under his sword.

Wu Miserable glanced past the twelve ghost moons present, and saw everyone bowing their heads in response, then turned around and walked away.

But at this moment, Yi Wozu raised his head and opened his mouth.

"Lord Wu Miserable, I hope to apply for the bloody battle of transposition of the winding string."

Miserable looked back at him.

"As you like."

Now Yi Wozuo is the only one among the ghosts who makes him feel quite satisfied. As for Yi Wozuo, it doesn't matter who he wants to challenge.

When Yi Wozu heard Wu Miserable's words, he turned his eyes to Tong Mo and Hei Dead Mou, and his eyes shone with light.

"So……"

...

Meiji forty-two years.

The third Yiwozuo of the winding string applied for a bloody battle for the winding replacement. In the transformation battle, he defeated the second Tongmo of the winding string with a small advantage, and then challenged the first black death Mou of the winding string, and lost to the black death Mou with a small disadvantage.

finally.

The first one of the twelve ghost months remains unchanged, and the second and third of the winding string are transposed.

...

Ghost Squad Headquarters.

This is a courtyard. In the courtyard in front of the corridor, several young swordsmen are standing in a row.

Butterfly Chanel Megumi is among them.

They are the pillar-level soldiers of the Ghost Killing Team, the highest combat power of the Ghost Killing Team, and their title represents the meaning of existence—the pillar!

The backbone of the Ghost Slayer!

They are here for a very simple reason.

Pillar meeting!

The highest meeting of the Ghost Slayer.

Among them are some familiar faces and some unfamiliar faces. Familiar ones such as Yinzhu Yusui Tianyuan, Yanzhu Beimingyu Xingming, etc. The strangers died during the four-year period and failed to appear in the four-year period. people at the meeting.

It is worth mentioning that the now seventeen-year-old Tomioka Yiyong attended the Zhuhe meeting a month ago, while the sixteen-year-old Purgatory Kyojuro was still a first-class team player, one level away from the column, so did not appear.

"Suddenly called us here, I don't know what happened, what do you know?"

Yu Sui Tianyuan looked at the others and spoke.

The Zhuhe meeting will not be held easily, because each column guards one side. Once the Zhuhe meeting is held, all the columns will be called to the headquarters, which is a very serious matter.

Therefore, at every Zhuhe meeting, something big must happen.

Like on the normal timeline, the real reason for the Zhuhe meeting held four years later because of Tanjiro Kamado was not because Midouzi was a ghost, but because Tanjiro had been in contact with the ghost dance Tsuji no miserable!

It's just a matter of ordinary ghosts, it won't rise to the level of the Zhuhe meeting, and even the incident of the ghost of the last string is not enough, at least it is the important information of the ghost of the string.

Yusui Tianyuan looked at Xingming of Beimingyu.

Although Beimingyu can't see things, but his senses are extremely keen, he replied in a low voice: "I will know when I see the lord, I don't think you need to worry."

Chanahui looked at Yusui Tianyuan and Beimingyu Xingming, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly said, "That...I know why I called you here."

As soon as these words came out, all the pillars looked over at once, and their eyes were focused on Chana Hui.

With a gentle smile on her face, Chana Hui said, "Although I don't know what the lord is going to do, I probably know that there are two reasons for coming here, one thing is that I met Shang Xingzhi two nights ago. "

Winding Three!

Everyone was surprised.

Almost all those who can become pillar-level existences have personally killed Twelve Ghost Moons, but all those killed are ghosts.

So far, there is no record of Zhu-level beheading the ghost of the string, and often the sacrifice of the leader of the pillar is because of encountering the ghost of the string, and he is defeated and died!

"What does he look like and what are his abilities?"

A captain immediately asked.

"You survived, it must be very dangerous."

There are also captains who cast a little concerned look.

Chana Hui smiled and said: "When the lord comes over, I will detail the information of Shang Xianzhi, and tell you the second thing first... We have a new member in the ghost killing team, and the lord has proposed to let her directly serve as the ghost killer. The pillar of the team, but there has never been a direct role as the pillar before, so we still need to seek the unanimous consent of everyone.”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was suddenly surprised.

Newbie?

Directly serve as a column?

And ask for their unanimous consent?

None of the pillars present was a fool, and immediately understood that this newcomer must have very powerful abilities.

But the problem is that no matter how powerful you are, and you don't have any credit, and you don't directly serve as a pillar from the bottom, it will inevitably cause criticism.

"It seems that this person has quite a strong ability. If I can be convinced, I will recognize it."

Yu Sui Tianyuan opened his mouth.

These words showed his attitude, and he had to be convinced, otherwise it would be difficult for him to agree.

"We can become pillars, and we have all experienced life-and-death struggles with ghosts. This is not something that can be directly covered by pure ability. I may object to the proposal of the lord this time."

Someone speaks.

"My lord, who proposed this, should have his own thoughts. In short, let's see the newcomer before making a judgment."

Beimingyu Xingming spoke slowly.