I'm sorry, I, Daoyu Gaoyue, am a scumbag.

"Huh? Where is this place?"

Douma looked around curiously, then slapped his fan, making a crisp sound, "Ah~ It's in Yuukoku, it seems like when the blood was given to the prostitute Taro..."

Then he raised his head and looked at Xiao Yue, his handsome face full of curiosity, "Eh? Who are you? Do we know each other? Why do you appear in my memory?"

And Gion was also staring at Douma blankly at this time.

Are you kidding me?

How could this happen?

This joke is too much!

Although he was shocked, his hands kept moving, and a whirlwind appeared around his mouth, "Thunder Breathing, Form 3!"

"Gathering mosquitoes into thunder!"

Gyotaku stepped forward, and the Nichirin Sword in his hand continuously swung out various lightning-like attacks, attacking Douma.

"Hey hey hey, why are you in such a hurry..."

Douma blocked and backed away, "I don't even know who you are, how can you be so rude? This is too much."

Then he suddenly smiled again, "But you're not bad, you're very strong, are you a pillar? You must be the most powerful swordsman I know!"

"You've already said this!"

Xiao Yue's eyes narrowed and he inhaled the air again, "Thunder Breathing, Second Form."

"Rice soul!"

Five lightning strikes appeared at the same time. Although it was the second form, the burst was also the strongest.

This time the attack seemed to be effective. Five slashes cut into Douma's body at the same time, and one of them also hit Douma's neck.

But he didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, and he was still smiling and praising, "Great~Great~I must know your name."

At the same time, the golden fan was waving, blocking the lightning on the neck and cutting towards the neck of Yao Yue.

Jiao Yue's pupils shrank and he leaned his upper body back to avoid the attack.

But a golden fan appeared in Douma's other hand, and he swung it forward, cutting through Gyoyue's abdomen.

The attack was blocked and the distance between the two was widened.

Douma smiled in admiration, "Tell me your name, you are so awesome! I just attacked you with the intention of killing you, but you managed to dodge it. There are not many people who can do this!"

Yao Yue looked down at his abdomen. Blood was flowing out and then turned into spiritual power and slowly dissipated.

Interesting, so interesting.

"You've become much stronger. You weren't this strong just now..."

Then he grinned, waved his left hand, and another Sun Blade appeared in his hand.

Gyouyue moved his hands slightly, and the two knives kept spinning in his hands. He looked at Douma and said, "My name is Inayu Gyouyue, and you are the fake-smiling clown."

A clown with a fake smile?

Douma was stunned, "My name is Douma...but the clown with a fake smile, are you talking about me?"

"Of course it's you."

Xiao Yue chuckled, "You won't be happy at all, right?"

"Why do you say that? How can I not be happy to be able to fight with such hard-working swordsmen like you?"

Douma still had a smile on his face and was very handsome, so handsome that one would think he was really a messenger from God walking on earth.

"Okay, okay, you are happy, you are happy."

It seemed that Xiaoyue was too lazy to argue and was also smiling. "You can deceive the enemy, but don't deceive yourself. You can't feel emotions at all, right? What's the use of that face on your face? Do you really think that smiling means being happy and crying means being sad? You are a pathetic guy, wearing a mask and being self-righteous. So is it wrong to say that you are a clown, cute Douma~"

Douma's expression suddenly darkened, and his handsome face looked a little scary. "How rude of you, Gyouyue! How can you say such cruel words? I'm getting angry."

"Stop it."

Xiao Yue was very disdainful, "You are not angry at all, right?"

Douma's gloomy face disappeared immediately, and he scratched his hair and smiled, "Hehe, you're awesome, I didn't fool you."

The smirk is kind of cute.

The Nichirin sword in his hand stopped, and Gyotaku held the sword in his right hand, while his left hand was reversed. He took an offensive stance and looked at Douma, "Your face is really handsome, let me cut it off, okay~ You don't care anyway, right?"

"Of course, of course. If you can do it, come on."

Douma pulled his own face with his own hands, "Anyway, I am a ghost, I can be reborn, come on, come on, you are welcome~"

The next moment, Giono's figure instantly appeared in front of Douma, and two Nichirin swords slashed towards Douma at the same time.

"You're moving really fast, Xiaoyue, but you haven't even called out 'start' yet!"

Douma dodged backwards, but was still cut on the face by the Nichirin Sword, leaving two deep grooves. His handsome face was instantly brutally persecuted.

"Why are you hiding? I had my aim ready!"

Xiao Yue complained, but his face gradually began to distort, "You're disfigured! In that case, why not smash your head and let it grow back again."

"So cruel, so cruel, it's really too much, how can you bear to treat a kind-hearted person like this, Blood Demon Art, Lian Ye Bing!"

Douma waved the golden fan with both hands, and suddenly several lotus flowers made of ice appeared and floated towards Xianyue.

“I really can’t bear it!”

Xiao Yue inhaled the cyclone into his mouth, "Thunder Breathing, Second Form!"

"Rice soul!"

Five lightning-like slashes instantly shattered the ice lotus, and then continued to slash at Douma, "Then let me collect your head!"

"Hey!"

Douma blocked with his two golden fans. "Are you really a swordsman? With such a cruel personality, you must be a demon! What do you think? You are very interesting! Do you want to become a demon? I can give you some blood!"

"Really!"

Yao Yue was very excited, and chopped with the knife in his hand more fiercely, "Then let me chop you into pieces first! Okay!"

"It's so cruel, so cruel. How could they have the heart to treat someone as smart and kind as me like this."

Douma retreated, then waved his fan again, "Blood Demon Jutsu, Frozen Cloud!"

Large pieces of crystals were fanned out by Douma and flew towards Xiyue.

"Thunder Breathing, Form Five!"

"Hot thunder world!"

Gion Yue rose to the challenge, and his two Sun Blades emitted blazing thunder at the same time. The high temperature instantly melted into the ice mist. One of them pierced into Douma's chest fiercely, and the other chopped at his neck.

"So awesome! So awesome!"

Douma still smiled and said, "I'm going to get serious now, blood demon art, mist ice, water lily bodhisattva!"

The next moment, Xian Yue felt the ground beneath his feet shaking violently.

Then countless ice crystals began to gather, and then a huge, lifelike ice statue with hands clasped together began to rise. At the same time, the temperature around it began to drop madly.

"Thunder Breath, Six Forms!"

"Electric boom and thunder boom!"

Before the ice statue was completely raised, countless thunder and lightning began to fall indiscriminately, continuously striking all around, and the huge ice statue received most of the attacks.