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The odachi, which had been silently held in Sanjō Munechika's arms, suddenly shook violently.

Then, without waiting for Sanjō Munechika's reaction,

The odachi dashed out on its own.

The slender odachi floated in the air for a few seconds, and then suddenly unsheathed.

The scene of a famous blade being unsheathed was always shocking,

It was even beautiful.

The blade slowly revealed its full appearance.

Under the scorching sun, it reflected a sparkling glow, 30% bright and 70% clear.

Even though there was no one holding a sword at this moment, the odachi accurately turned its direction and quickly stabbed at the great demon not far away.

"Good timing!"

Ibaraki Doji didn't seem angry.

He was even excited. "So that's how it is, there's actually a Fu Mourning God... Hahahahaha,

Interesting!

Let me fight you! "

Ibaraki Doji had extremely complicated feelings about swords and Fu Mourning God.

This was because his right arm had been cut off by a blade called "Ghost Cutter".

Therefore, in this world, other than his close friend Shutendoji, there was no one who could arouse his strong fighting spirit.

It was just a sword!

Ibaraki Doji's reaction wasn't slow.

Almost at the instant the odachi attacked, he stretched out his left hand to block it.

The ghost hand, which had been tempered thousands of times, was terrifyingly hard.

Similarly,

This sword with an extraordinary origin was also indestructible.

The two sides immediately fell into a stalemate. The ghost hand and the sword blade collided.

An unstoppable power spread out, causing all the people who had sensed it and wanted to approach,

They could only scream in fear and flee.

And at this moment..,

The scabbard that had been quietly floating at the side..,

Suddenly flipped in the air.

Then, the scabbard carried a strong wind and crashed heavily with the force of lightning. It successfully..,

Knocked on Ibaraki Doji's head.

"Dong –"

A heavy and absolutely solid muffled sound.

It sounded like a toothache.

The scene that was originally confronting each other suddenly quieted down.

Ibaraki Doji's breathing became chaotic for a moment. Then, he decisively took a few steps back and threw away the scabbard that was still attached to his head.

The scabbard was thrown into the air, and at the last second before it hit the ground, it was caught by a hand.

The newcomer gripped his scabbard and stood up. His cold gaze swept through the crowd unhurriedly.

At the same time, the Odachi floating in the air also let out a long cry, and then quickly flew to the person's side.

Not long ago, this sword and saber had revealed their sharpness, but at this moment, they were like a big cat that had been tamed and obediently lay dormant.

"… Jinjian!"

After seeing who it was, Sanjō Munechika's eyes widened in surprise.

Fu Mourning God nodded. "Sorry for the long wait. We were delayed on the way here."

Because he couldn't rush over immediately, he could only control his main body from afar to stall for time.

So far, it seemed to be working well.

But then again, this era didn't even have a space travel device. It was too backward.

It seemed that he should find time to research one, or simply snatch a ready-made one … For example, the guy called "Jiazhou Qingguang" he met last night, he seemed to be carrying a similar tool …

In order to avoid such a situation in the future, Jinjian immediately thought about it and quickly came up with a solution.

But even if he had a plan in mind, the specific implementation would be a matter for the future.

After all, right now — there was still something that needed to be fixed!

"Three Swords Sect, Jinjian."

The silver-haired Fu Mourning God held his main body that was floating beside him, and then took a very clear attack posture. He deliberately lowered his voice and spoke in a sharp and cold voice.

Seeing this, Ibaraki Doji also raised his hand. A majestic demonic power gushed out and instantly condensed into a ball of light.

His blood boiled for the first time in a long time, and his whole body burned with a high fighting spirit. "Da Jiang Shan, Ibaraki Doji!"

The two of them reported their names, then looked at each other and said in unison —

"Please fight with me!"

Overlapping sounds sounded at the same time, and fell at the same time.

The moment the sound ended, the surging demonic power and the Sword Qi collided with each other with a loud bang.

The air was violently torn apart, countless streams of air collided together, and finally pierced through the roof of the corridor, breaking open a large hole.

Jinjian glanced at Sanjō Munechika next to him. As a human, under the full power of the great demonic power, he seemed to have difficulty even standing.

So Jinjian simply slowed down his attack, and directly jumped out of the hole in the ceiling.

Ibaraki Doji saw Fu Mourning God's misgivings at a glance. He immediately looked at Sanjō Munechika with disdain, and lightly said, "Hindrance."

But for an opponent that he was interested in, Ibaraki Doji was also willing to show some patience.

So he agreed with Fu Mourning God's wish to change the battlefield, and followed him to the roof.

"Without those humans holding you back, it's time for you to bring out your full strength."

Ibaraki Doji narrowed his eyes unhappily, and the frenzied streams of air lifted his long hair, looking very arrogant.

Fu Mourning God stood not far away, and lightly said, "Are you serious?"

"Of course!"

Ibaraki Dojo was originally a battle-hungry and unbridled person. Once he met an opponent he was satisfied with, he would say whatever he wanted to say. "Jin Jian, if you lose this time — —"

"You will be mine!"

— Mine what?

Spoils of war?

Possession?

Or beep —?!

Jinjian was unmoved, and gave him the same evaluation as Daitengu, "You can't."

— So in the end, what can't I do?

What can't I do?!

There are always people offering their bodies to me. Who's your best friend? Shutendoji: I have to interrupt here — Don't let me meet these two at the same time, thank you!

The two sides ended their simple conversation and started fighting again.

This time, the battle was huge — —

Demonic energy that covered the sky and covered the earth, and a huge sword shadow pierced through the clouds.

The magnificent palace was like a lonely boat struggling to survive in the ocean, and was easily shattered by the aftershocks of the battle.

During this time, there were many Yin-Yang Masters who came to interfere, but most of them were defeated by Ibaraki Doji's demonic power without needing Jinjian to do anything.

This Great Demon was now in the mood to fight, and he had the fiercest attitude towards anyone who tried to disrupt this battle.

— — Until Haruaki Abe appeared.

This Great Yin-Yang Master who was hurriedly pulled over by the Emperor was now standing in the corridor, looking up and narrowing his eyes to observe the battle — —

The Fu Mourning God and the Great Demon had already changed locations many times. Most of the time, it was because the palace under their feet had collapsed, or because they couldn't stand the noisy screams of the crowd.

But now, they were above a secluded palace.

The two of them were hidden behind a tall building, and they couldn't see the battle clearly.

They could only hear the sound of thunder and the tremors under their feet that hadn't stopped.

"This is truly an intense battle … Sigh, it's a pity that I can't see more clearly …"

The Yin-Yang Master who was pulled over to help smiled and complained, seeming to be both serious and fake. He could be said to be calm and composed.

The palace attendant next to the Yin-Yang Master widened his eyes and shouted in dissatisfaction: "Haruaki -sama!

You … "

* Whoosh — — *

A gust of wind blew from the ground, causing the attendant to stagger and interrupt his words.

The attendant nearly bit his tongue and trembled as he looked up. Then, he saw a red demonic energy streak through the sky and rush over.

At the same time, an illusory blade as bright as the sun followed closely behind.

The illusory blade quickly caught up with the demonic energy from before, and the two attacks collided. After a moment of stalemate, they exploded at the same time.

A dazzling white light bloomed and dyed the sky into an illusory haze.

Then, an invisible force spread out with this as the center, cutting off all the buildings on the same level.

The only fortunate thing was that the shockwave this time was relatively high, so only one building was really cut off.

Coincidentally, it was the building that blocked their line of sight before.

"Oh?

Now I can see clearly. "

Abe Seimei calmly opened the bat fan to block the dust that was coming at him as he said slowly.

The attendant widened his eyes and looked at the Yin-Yang Master, but this time, he didn't have the courage to continue speaking.

After stuttering for a while, he finally retreated in a sorry state.

Haruaki Abe didn't care about the attendant who left. He looked at the two figures in the air that were constantly crossing each other and narrowed his eyes slightly.

In the eyes of ordinary people, they were probably two distant, dazzling dots of light.

One was a bloody red, and the other was a brilliant gold.

These two dots of light would sometimes collide, sometimes be stuck in a stalemate, and then separate in the next instant.

They were light and swift, unscrupulously drawing their own trajectories, often leaving afterimages as they moved.

In terms of visual effects, it could almost be called beautiful.

But Haruaki Abe knew that — —

Every time they collided, it was a contest of strength. Every time they parted, they were dodging a fatal blow.

This was indeed an extremely grand battle, one that was rarely seen in the world. However — —

"If things get out of hand, it won't be easy to clean up …"

The Yin-Yang Master sighed helplessly, then used his spiritual energy to send a message to both sides.

"Jinjian, Sanjo-sama is looking for you."

"Ibaraki Doji, I know where Shutendoji is."

As soon as he said that, the earth-shattering sound of battle suddenly stopped.

Ibaraki Doji didn't care much as he wiped the blood from his cheeks and laughed heartily: "That was a good fight!"

He naturally heard the name "Shutendoji" already. If it was in the past, he would probably quickly follow him.

But this time …

Ibaraki Doji glanced at Fu Mourning God. He knew — — if they went down from here, they would probably be separated immediately.

And after this, he probably wouldn't come to Pingan Jing for a long time, so he naturally wouldn't be able to see this rare opponent.

So now, he didn't mind spending a bit more time and staying here for a while.

Jinjian stopped his attacks, but he didn't return his main body to the scabbard.

He stood on the roof of the palace, looking down at the scene below — —

The originally luxurious and magnificent palace was now buried in ruins.

Messy wreckage was everywhere.

The once precious and rare treasures had all been shattered into cheap waste, annihilated in the apocalyptic desolation.

"The destruction is quite serious."

A few seconds later, Death God Fu retracted his gaze and calmly came to a conclusion.