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Tokitoru Muichiro's figure flickered in and out.

At this time, he is using the final sword form of the Kasumi Breath series.

The movement of this move is extremely slow, and combined with the unique pace, it can be used to confuse the enemy.

When it appears, it is as slow as an old turtle, but once it disappears, it disappears in the blink of an eye. Its maximum speed at that moment is even far faster than the fastest insect pillar among contemporary nine pillars.

Avoid attacks, hide your aura, confuse the enemy, and then when the opponent relaxes, he will naturally be in the blind spot of vision, at a speed that exceeds the limit——

"Qiang————"

The melodious sound of swords echoed.

The mist-like slash was swung out, crisply and perfectly, and then...

"Click——"

Chapter 199: Protecting the Calf

A crisp, strange sound echoed in my ears.

Muichiro Tokitoru, who was half-crouching on the ground with his back to the opponent, froze.

His Nichirin sword was completely shattered.

"boom!!!"

There was a sudden roar, and a huge crater was directly smashed into the ground by the iron fist.

The earth and rocks flew away, but only the corners of his clothes were left behind.

At this time, Tokitoru Muichiro, who had already dodged ten meters away, with his slender right arm exposed, was holding the only remaining sword handle tightly in his hand, his mint green pupils full of disbelief.

The knife just now was already the strongest slash he could wield, and it could easily cut through even hard diamonds, but now... Really or not, what is the hardness of this strange guy's body? Condition? !

"Boom boom boom!!!"

At this time, the dense sound of piercing the air approaching quickly interrupted Tokidou Muichiro's doubts, and the shadow of fists in the sky enveloped him.

In an instant, his figure disappeared from the spot.

And then an afterimage appeared almost every few meters, and then was blown away in an instant.

Maintaining the special state of the final sword form, Hazy, Muichiro Tokidou's figure flickered in and out, and began to evade Kirilenko's pursuit at high speeds.

The ground in nearby streets was sunk by the blast, and the rocks turned into powder.

But Muichiro Tokitoru still didn't get hit once in a real sense, barely but accurately avoiding all the opponent's punches.

But this dangerous situation cannot last forever, because this move consumes a lot of his physical strength, and there is no way to maintain this extreme dodge state for a long time.

A drop of cold sweat dripped down from his white forehead, and then was blown away by the fierce wind of the fist in mid-air.

what to do?

Muichiro Tokitou was tense and kept dodging, not daring to relax at all.

He has now rationally analyzed the strength gap between the two sides. The other party should be the legendary Shangxian, but he doesn't know why there is no symbol of status and ranking in his eyes.

And most importantly...

He couldn't cut off the opponent's neck, which symbolized the only vital point of the "evil ghost".

It was so hard that it was beyond the scope of his physical understanding.

Unlike Tokitoru Muichiro, who was confused for a moment, Kirilenko, who was chasing him everywhere and smashing the ground, had become increasingly angry, his eyes wide with anger, and his small eyes were so wide that it was a bit scary.

The knife just hurt it a little bit.

It must be fought back!

Therefore, because of his anger, in just five seconds, Kirilenko's movement speed was infinitely close to the speed of sound, and he punched an average of more than ten times per second.

If it were the guy with short cherry-pink hair that I met before, he should have been beaten as a punching bag by now, but now...

It still didn't hit the opponent? !

As a result, it was so angry that its rabbit ears straightened up.

So the next second.

Kirilenko, who was moving at high speed, suddenly stopped for an instant, and then directly thrust his hands into the ground.

His eyes widened in horror.

It doesn’t believe it! ! !

This unusual behavior also surprised Tokidou Muichiro, who was panting heavily and almost exhausted due to excessive physical exertion.

What is the other party trying to do?

next moment.

The sudden feeling of weightlessness under his feet and the sudden elevation of the scene in front of him answered his doubts.

The street floor was lifted up.

Fully thirty meters long.

Tokito Muichiro: "?!!!"

The beautiful emerald-like eyes looked dull, and then their pupils immediately contracted.

Because at this moment, the indestructible iron fist has faced him again, and this time, he is in a state of weightlessness...

Can't avoid it.

For a moment, as the iron fist continued to enlarge in his sight, Tokitou Muichiro's brain couldn't help but start to go blank, and some scenes similar to a horse lantern appeared.

The fog that has been lingering in my mind for two years has dispersed a little in the life-and-death crisis.

Some long-forgotten memory fragments also surfaced. Those were the past selves, and...who were they?

"Bang!!!"

The sound of huge physical collision echoed under the night sky.

Tokitoru Muichiro crossed his slender arms in front of him, subconsciously closing his eyes tightly. At the same time, the revolving door-like images in his mind began to quickly dissipate, blurring, and no longer leaving any memories.

This situation caused Tokitoru Muichiro's always bland expression to undergo a very drastic change for the first time.

He didn't even realize immediately that the expected severe pain and injury had not come.

"Wait, wait, no, my head hurts... I don't want to forget."

Tokitoru Muichiro muttered to himself in a panic, his half-opened mint green eyes filled with sadness.

Then, a warm big hand gently placed on his head, making him stunned for a moment.

At the same time, a strange, hesitant and gentle voice came to my ears.

"Um...are you okay?"

The inexplicable fluctuations spread, and An covered his sad soul and tired spirit, making the stinging pain in Tokitoru Muichiro's brain disappear.

Then, he slowly opened his eyes, and was stunned by the picture in front of him.

Under the night sky.

A loose blue and white robe was fluttering slightly in the wind. A strange black-haired man was floating in front of him, looking at him with a worried look on his face.

He put his right hand on his head and stroked it gently, while his other hand firmly caught the iron fist of the "evil ghost" that looked like a rabbit.

The scattered gravel stagnated around them, and the street floor beneath them, which had been lifted up and had long since cracked and disintegrated, also stood strangely still in place.

At this moment.

They were still in mid-air.

Muichiro Tokitoru: OAO.

what's the situation?

Looking at the stupid-looking child in front of him, the worry on Gafan's face couldn't help but become heavier. At the same time, he was glad that he had arrived just in time.

Because in fact, after he confirmed that the world he passively traveled to this time was "Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba", in addition to directly attacking the Demon Slayer Tsuji Muzan at the beginning, his favorability dropped to freezing point, and he also had a crush on another person he had never met before. The person who starts the game will start with full favorability.

That is, the Tokitoru Muichiro in front of me.

As for the reason?

It's simple because...

This child is the only descendant of the Jiguo clan, that is, the descendant who is separated from Yuanyi by countless generations.

Although in terms of blood, Gafan, who has read the original work, knows that this child belongs to the bloodline of Jiguo Yansheng, one of the current top strings, Hei Shimo, but he still belongs to the bloodline of He Yuanyi. relationship with water.

Even with the passage of time, even the previous surname has been forgotten, but the bloodline originating from hundreds of years ago has still survived.

Hundreds of years.

That guy Jiguo Enichi must have died of old age long ago, and he must have been filled with regrets before he died, because...

The ancestor of ghosts, Tsuji Muzan is still alive.

Thinking of this, Gafan was slightly silent.

He doesn't have many friends, let alone friends who have been separated by yin and yang due to the different speed of time in the other world after saying goodbye not long ago.

Moreover, he also owed that guy Yuanyi a lot of favors that he had no time to repay.

Whether it was the gift of Tizo breathing techniques or specialized swordsmanship instruction, or the other party had helped protect the system that was separated from him when he was trapped in a different space.

He kept these things firmly in his heart and never forgot them.

But now, when the other party has passed away, Gafan has no way to directly return the favor to him. He can only kill the regrets left by him, that is, to show worship and blessings in a cruel way, and... .....

The debt should be made up to the only descendant of the Tsukuni clan, Muichiro Tokitoru.

So after a while of conversion, in simple terms it is——

Gafan directly regarded Tokito Muichiro, a child who was only fourteen years old, as his junior.

Looking down at the cute expression of the child in front of him, Gafan smiled helplessly, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Do you want to introduce yourself first?

He thought so in his mind.

At this time, Gavan's left hand that was clenching the iron fist suddenly loosened, making him stunned for a moment.

next moment.

Kirilenko, who didn't even notice the atmosphere, had already arrived at Tokidou Muichiro's side at supersonic speed, clenched his fists, widened his eyes, and punched out again with persistence and anger.

The strong wind that was stirred up directly lifted up Tokitoru Muichiro's long hair hanging down his waist, fluttering in the wind, and exposed his fair forehead.

This speed has completely exceeded the limit of the human body, and there is no time to hide. Frightened, Muichiro Tokitou's mind went blank again, and he subconsciously closed his eyes tightly.

But as time passed by, he soon discovered that he didn't seem to be hit at all.

At the same time, a voice that seemed a little angry suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Hey, Kirilenko..."

He raised his hand to firmly catch the opponent's fist that was enough to collapse the house. For the first time, he started to pull away without knowing the cause of the incident and said with a slight frown.

"Don't hit the child."

Chapter 200: People can’t, at least they shouldn’t

Early the next morning.

Asakusa, Tokyo.

The sun shines on the eaves, and shops are open on both sides of the street.

Different from the relatively backward, pastoral-style towns and villages in other places, this place has already begun to possess some of the modern and prosperous appearance of a future society with developed productivity.

Bustling with pedestrians and a dazzling array of merchandise.

In addition to people wearing expensive kimonos on the street, there are more people dressed in Western-style suits and wearing black top hats on their heads.

As well as cars driving on flat roads, and rows of tall and strong telephone poles erected on the roadside.