Dancer of Konoha

Chapter 53: Prepare to kill by force

Unknowingly, the child-like Yanyan turned into a more terrifying existence than Xie Chong in the eyes of Kurama Yakumo.

The Zanpakutō in Yan Yan's hand was buzzing at this moment, as if it had encountered a familiar delicacy, urging Yan Yan to kill these wandering ghosts as if hungry and thirsty.

"According to the settings of this world, people will enter the Pure Land after death, but these wandering souls have not left the Yangshi, indicating that something is imprisoning them..."

The wandering spirit of the warrior in his hand suddenly stopped twitching and turned into stardust and dissipated.

"Eh? Does this mean you will become a Buddha?"

Yanyan, who still wanted to experiment with the wandering spirits a few times, looked solemnly at the other warrior wandering spirits and said:

"Do you want to become a Buddha?"

The words that seemed to be sympathetic seemed like a terrible death threat to the wandering souls. Although they had been dead for decades, they still felt a frightening terror.

Several warrior ghosts who were extremely frightened attacked Yanyan with ferocious faces.

"Hey...it's boring, let's end this farce..."

Yan Yan suddenly drew out his Zanpakutō and slashed a Samurai Haunting Spirit that rushed up behind him in half.

The movements are violent and vicious.

Immediately afterwards, the flames turned into a blade of light, leaned over and appeared behind the two remaining warrior souls. The two warrior souls were cut in half by the waist.

The "broken corpses" on the ground behind him gradually turned into stardust and dissipated.

The Zanpakutō in his hand groaned excitedly, seeming to urge Enyan to continue.

"Does this count as becoming a Buddha? Or does it mean annihilation?"

Yanyan tilted his head in confusion, then smiled ferociously and looked at the thousands of terrified wandering ghosts clinging to the mountain wall.

"Forget it, there are enough wandering souls who can tell me the answer..."

Then Yan Yan was like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, spattering ferocious sword light at the wandering souls.

For a moment, there was a howl of ghosts and wolves.

Some of the wandering resentful ghosts who were hiding in corners and trying to escape into the depths of the valley were also caught one by one by Yan Yan, and they were all chopped into pieces.

Wherever the flames went, all the wandering souls fled in all directions, and the howling of the dark wind was endless.

"Run away, run away! Let's see where you can escape!"

Yan Yan, who was so angry, licked the corners of his mouth, sneered evilly, and with a blood energy that was even more evil and cold than the wandering souls, he pushed towards the wandering souls step by step.

Although Yasha and Kong couldn't see these thousands of wandering souls and resentful ghosts, as the light of Yanyan's sword flashed by and the sounds of ghosts crying and wolf howling could be heard endlessly, they also roughly understood that Yanyan seemed to be hunting some kind of indescribable thing.

Kurama Yakumo could not bear to hear the two of them, telling them about the miserable situation of the wandering ghosts.

Not long after, the gusts of dark wind gradually subsided, and Yanyan cut off the neck of the last wandering soul with one knife, sheathed the Zanpakutō, the blade groaned softly, as if he and Yanyan let out a long sigh of contentment.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Kong questioned Yan Yan with an expressionless face. Faced with his brother's attitude of not caring about anything until he was ready to fight, Kong really couldn't complain anymore.

"Saving the souls of the dead."

Yanyan looked at his brother with a puzzled look on his face, and the blood in his body gradually returned to the corners of his eyes.

"But brother...you are a monk..."

Kong stared at Yanyan closely and reminded, Kurama Yakumo next to him also looked confused. Is this how monks can save the souls of the dead?

"broken!"

Yanyan covered her head and exclaimed.

"I originally wanted to save a few to try! It's over! It's over!"

After saying that, Yanyan hurriedly sat down cross-legged, clasped his hands, and silently recited the Rebirth Mantra.

Namo Amitabha Night,

Duotagadu night,

Duo Diye him,

Amiridubhavi...

"Yan Yan Sang..."

Kurama Yakumo timidly raised his right hand, his face and voice suddenly turned cold, and he complained coldly:

"All the ghosts are dead, so chanting sutras at this time is of no use."

"what!"

Kurama Yakumo suddenly covered his mouth tightly and muttered in a panic:

"It's so rude to say that! Idu."

"Huh? That's true..."

Yanyan stood up thoughtfully, patted the dust on his body, and said earnestly:

"Be sure to remind me as soon as possible next time, Sora."

"Oh...I know..."

Sora stroked his forehead with a helpless expression.

"As expected of Lord Yanyan..."

Knowing that Yanyan was chasing the legendary ghost, Yasha secretly admired him from the sidelines.

The four set off again.

"Be careful, it's coming."

Yaksha's voice sounded from ahead, and everyone quickened their pace.

A few minutes later, the four of them finally successfully walked out of the long and narrow mountain road and entered the depths of the valley.

Looking up, the scene in front of them surprised each of them.

"That's... Daming Mansion?"

Kurama Yakumo quietly touched Sora's shoulder and asked, but it was also the first time for Sora to see such a spectacular building.

"probably......"

Kong couldn't help but admired:

"To build such a famous mansion in such a barren mountain, it must have cost a huge amount of manpower and material resources."

As the four of them approached, the Daming Mansion in front of them became more and more towering.

In the deserted valley, there is such a huge castle hidden.

The building is still the same as it was decades ago, but it has a new look. What's even weirder is that all the windows are lit with lights and candles.

The huge copper ring on the door looked like an eye, staring at the four people.

Is there anyone in the castle?

With doubts, the four of them entered the castle along the blue brick road in front of the castle gate.

The floor decoration in the castle was clean and tidy, and the curtain table was spotless. What was even weirder was that the flames in the fireplace were rising and burning, but no temperature could be felt.There were only four sets of cutlery and soup in the lobby, but they were empty and looked extremely scary.

"boom!"

The door behind the four people suddenly closed, and the loud slamming sound echoed throughout the castle. The four people took out their weapons and looked around cautiously.

"The malice is still there, but I still can't sense the direction."

Sora whispered nervously.

"Arno..."

Kurama Yakumo raised his right hand again and whispered:

"Idu has something to say."

"Ok?"

The three of them turned back to look at Kurama Yakumo. Except for Enyan and Sora, only Yasha was a little confused about the situation. Who is Ido? However, seeing Yanyan's expression without doubts, Yasha wisely did not ask any more questions.

At this time, Kurama Yakumo's face turned cold, and a cold voice sounded:

"You have fallen into a trap. This castle was transformed by the psychic beast. From the moment you entered the castle, it has been eaten. With the help of the majestic resentment here and his body, its illusion is comparable to My horrific fantasy.”

"His body?"

Yaksha concentrated on himself and said:

"In other words, everything we see in front of us is not only an illusion, but also mixed with lizard-specific mimicry changes. It is an illusion and a real thing. It is broken..."

"It should be. No wonder I couldn't detect the direction of the malicious intent. It turned out to be always above our heads."

Sora glanced around, thinking about countermeasures, and the doubts in his heart were instantly solved. The entire castle was the body of the psychic beast, and the entire Shouzaki Ridge was the scope of its illusion. This is not the strength that ordinary psychic beasts should have. .

"Lord Yanyan, it seems that nothing can be done. Let's find a way to find the weak point and kill him first..."

Yasha whispered heavily.

"No, being in the body of a psychic beast is our disadvantage, but at the same time, this is also the weakness of a psychic beast."

"Sora, the victory or defeat this time depends entirely on you, prepare your ninjutsu..."

"I understand, brother."

Yanyan narrowed his eyes and issued orders without hesitation.

"Idu, if Yakumo's body allows, break the illusion and reveal the true inside of the psychic beast's body. This is your first battle, so don't embarrass Yakumo."

After a slight hesitation, Kurama Yakumo responded coldly:

"it is good."

"Yaksha..."

Yanyan continued with a calm expression.

"Subordinates are here."

Yasha knelt on one knee and lowered his head respectfully.

"You are responsible for protecting Yakumo and Sora. Maybe you will be our last resort."

"As ordered!"

Yasha stood up attentively, pulled out his special kunai, and stood behind Kurama Yakumo and Sora to protect the blind spot of their sight.

"The combat goal is to crush this gecko's brain!"

"Hi!"

"Hi!"

"Hi!"

Seeing Yan Yan's calm smile, everyone felt excited and felt like they had a chance to win.

"The battle begins! Dismiss!"

"Idu!"

Yanyan shouted excitedly.

"Get ready! The terrifying illusion! Break it!"

Kurama Yakumo's cold voice sounded.

The restaurant, corridor, tables, chairs, murals, and steps in front of you disappeared instantly.

What was displayed before everyone's eyes were various uneven pink flesh walls and a deep and invisible throat. The door behind him suddenly turned into rows of huge teeth that fit tightly together.

"What a chance! Looks like we're right in its mouth!"

Yasha reminded sharply.

Feeling that the illusion had disappeared, the psychic beast also felt the crisis, and from the depth of its throat, it shot out dozens of tongue whips stained with gastric juice and attacked everyone.

"Wind Escape·Wind Killing Formation!"

As Kong screamed, a hurricane suddenly appeared, and the vacuum air flow formed in the wind instantly swept all the tongue whips into it. The orderly and majestic wind blades in the chaos were like a meat grinder, turning all the tongue whips into minced meat.

Seeing that the meat whip was ineffective, the psychic beast roared and spewed out a river of acid from its throat and attacked everyone.

"Water Escape Water Formation Wall!"

Yasha made a prompt decision and replaced the earth formation wall that had been prepared but might be penetrated by dissolution with a water formation wall in an instant. A majestic water wall suddenly blocked the throat, and all the acid was incorporated into it.

At the same time, Yan Yan also formed the fourteen movements of the Ming Dynasty into a sharp hammer, stepped up in the air, and smashed the upper forehead bone of the psychic beast. In the blink of an eye, several more hammers were lifted up, and the psychic beast's forehead was smashed. Blood gushed down along with the huge bone residue like a river flowing backward.

Seeing that the hole leading to the psychic beast's brain was opened, Yanyan immediately yelled:

"It's open! Sora!"

"Received! Wind Release·Beast Wave Fierce Wind Palm!"

Kong, who had a tacit understanding with Yanyan, was well prepared. At this time, the nine-tailed beast's eyes appeared, and the broad sleeves of his right hand exploded with a bang, and a series of wind blade shells were shot upwards.

"Boom...boom!"

Under the huge blessing of the nine-tailed chakra, the sky at this time was like a real anti-aircraft fort. The wind blade continued to explode on the upper forehead bone of the psychic beast, continuously penetrating several layers of periosteum and muscles.

At this time, the heavy hammer in Yanyan's hand had already turned into a sword. As soon as the brain matter leaked out, he smashed into the psychic beast's brain and smashed it to pieces.

But at this moment, the sun suddenly appeared, and the tightly connected teeth suddenly opened, as if asking the four of them to get out, and a cry of pain also sounded from the depths of the throat:

"Please...stop, please...let go...I admit...loser...please stop...hand." .....”

It seemed that it was because he hadn't spoken to each other for many years. The psychic beast's words were intermittent, but everyone understood what he meant. The psychic beast wanted the four of them to let him go...

"Won......"

The four members of Class 9 all showed triumphant smiles.