Re-becoming a human being from Conan

In Kyoto, Wu Mi's hands trembled slightly.

He is afraid, he is afraid.

He touched his chest, where there was a knife wound that was cut hundreds of years ago, and it is still corroding his body like a raging fire!

It's like a fairy tale!

"Ji Guo Yuan Yi..."

Since him, in hundreds of years, this is the second time that He Dao has appeared, a sword that can really threaten him, the king of ghosts! He will never allow another Ji Guoyuan to appear, absolutely not!

Hei Si Mou felt his will.

Hei Si Mou also knew why Wu Mi lost his composure, and his heart was also shaken.

"The same knife as Yuanyi, so isn't this a weapon that only masters of the Sun Breathing Technique can awaken?" He looked at Ji Xing's face.

No matter how serious the 17-year-old boy is, he cannot help but be immature.

He suddenly remembered the words of his younger brother Ji Guoyuanyi: "We brothers are just passers-by in a long history. A baby whose talent is far above you and me may have been born long ago..."

"Young people are terrifying."

Regardless of the burning power inside, his neck forcibly healed, and he clenched the Demon Blade—but I said after cutting off Yuanyi's old and dead body, I will never lose to anyone again!

He rushed towards Ji Xing brazenly.

Ji Xing greeted him with a knife!

He Knife is the ultimate weapon in the world of Ghost Slayer, the ultimate technique, which instills the grip strength of over 1,000 tons and the heat of the body after awakening the markings into the Sun Wheel Knife, making the blade hot and red, causing real damage to ghosts, like sun!

The original Ji Xing was always one point away from mastering He Dao. There were reasons why he didn't open his stripes, and there were also reasons why he was not under enough pressure.

At this time, all the conditions were met, and his sword finally evolved into He Dao, which was specially used for killing ghosts.

However, what should be paid has to be paid.

With the combination of fist and sword, he can make up for the gap in strength between himself and Heishimou.

One person and one ghost quickly exchanged blows and collided.

Blood splattered, dyed the ground red, and was covered by the vast impact, bulldozed!

...

At the foot of Mount Sagiri, the second home next to Ryotaki.

Tanjiro tossed and turned.

"Mr. Kanishi really missed the appointment, and he hasn't come back until now... Well, as a ghost hunter of the ghost killing team, it's not surprising that he suddenly received a mission. Besides, we didn't make an appointment to see you every five days, but before he They come back every five days. '

‘It’s going to be okay, it’s going to be okay. '

"Such a strong swordsman..."

Suddenly hearing rustling sounds from the courtyard, Tanjiro jumped out of bed, went out and saw two figures, and asked, "Aren't Lord Zhushi and Yushiro sleepy too?"

Yushiro said coldly: "We are ghosts, we don't need to sleep, let alone sleep at night."

"Are you worried about Kami-san too?" Tanjiro asked himself.

Yushiro's eyes twitched: "We don't need to worry about that swordsman, he is ridiculously strong."

"Let's go find it!"

"Are you listening to me?" Yushiro was furious.

Zhu Shidao: "Yushiro, don't disturb Mr. Rinaki." After saying that, a worried expression appeared on her face, looking up at the night sky, the haze and dark clouds cleared, and the bright moon seemed to be looking at her.

"moon……"

At this time, there are still seven hours before dawn.

...

"Hoo...hoo..."

The heavy panting was like a bellows, and Ji Xing's breathing was slightly disordered. With his outstanding body control, he was able to maintain it in a normal state.

On the opposite side, Hei Si Mou's body was full of intricate wounds, which were hard to heal for a long time under the corrosion of He Dao, and a large amount of blood was lost, and it was also almost unable to support the use of vampire technique!

But his breathing was still steady, and he looked at Ji Xing and said, "It's a pity for a swordsman like you to die here if you forced me to this extent by yourself, but... even if you want to be a ghost now, you have no misfortune, my lord." Nor will it be allowed."

Ji Xing smiled and said, "Do you think you won?"

"How long can you last?"

"Until you die!"

At this time, there are still six hours before dawn.

...

‘Blood Confusion, Demon Fragrance of the Day! '

Zhu Shi scratched his arm and used his own blood as a medium to activate the blood ghost technique. The ghost in front of him revealed Wu Mi's information in the hallucination, and was cursed by Wu Mi, his body collapsed and died.

Tanjirou, who was a little embarrassed, was reminded by her to block his nose in advance, widened his eyes and exclaimed: "That's amazing, Master Zhushi..."

"Huh." Yushiro was very happy to praise Zhushi, but there was still a dissatisfied expression on the surface: "So why did we come out to find that swordsman, and where do we go to find it?"

Tanjiro smiled mischievously, and waited for the effect of Juse's blood ghost technique to pass, then sniffed lightly.

"I remember...the last time Mr. Shangxi left, he walked this way. Find a little more? Just that mountain, I always feel...he is nearby."

Zhu Shi turned around: "Let's go."

At this time, there are still four hours before dawn.

...

The swinging of the blade slowed down, Hei Si Mou was already unable to activate his blood ghost technique, and the breath of the moon could no longer be used.

Ji Xing on the opposite side moved more slowly and was on the verge of falling, but he was still able to parry and fight back steadily.

Heishimou's heart was a little confused, from sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, to feeling that he might lose for the first time—why? He is just a human being, why can he support it to such an extent? !

At this time, there are only two hours left before dawn, and it has been nearly six hours since the confrontation between one person and one ghost!

Ghosts can support it, so why do people? !

In fact, Ji Xing's breathing method has long been unable to maintain, and only at the moment of collision, Ji Xing will use it, and it is not the breath of thunder.

It's the Breath of the Day learned from Tanjiro! His physique is not enough, and the sword moves of using the sun's breath will lose strength, but it is only used to maintain and squeeze physical energy. As the ancestor's breathing method, the sun's breath is obviously better!

Hei Si Mou couldn't see the change in his breathing method, but only felt an indescribable anger.

"Why! Why?! After hundreds of years of practice, why can't we quickly kill a human being who has held a knife for nine months! Compared with you geniuses, what is the purpose of our birth?! You answer me, Yuanyi!"

He Dao's burns and the long-lasting pain from the wounds on his body made his consciousness blur. Ji Xing's figure completely coincided with that of his younger brother Ji Guo Yuanyi!

Boom-boom-boom!

The berserk three-knife cut Ji Xing into the air, but Ji Xing, who crashed into the rock wall, only paused for a moment, and then attacked Heishimu again with the knife, kicking him until he vomited blood and flew backwards with the knife, and then wounded him again with the knife!

The fighting became fierce again, one person and one ghost who were close to the limit kept adding scars to the opponent until the first ray of sunlight rose from the sky!

Hei Si Mou was in a trance.

God, it's almost dawn?

No, it's almost dawn!

"Are you going to escape?" Ji Xing whispered.

Dang—the blades met again, and such words came to his ears, Hei Si Mou froze, and quickly sneered: "Do you want to die with me in this way? Human swordsman, the one who lives to the end That's the winner!"

With a clang, Ji Xing's knife swung away. He was scarred and slashed like a ghost, turned around and ran to the shade in the distance, turning his head and sweeping away after tens of meters.

Ji Xing didn't chase after him.

He should be unable to chase anymore, his blood is almost drained, right? In the end, I won!

I didn't lose to anyone but you!

Yuanyi! !

I will not lose!

At this time, Hei Simou's footsteps suddenly stopped. He found that his body was out of control, turned around, and ran towards Ji Xing again.

A look of shock appeared on his face, and he instantly understood what was going on: "My lord Wuyou! This human being's injury should be fatal, his blood is almost drained, I..."

clang--

When the blades met, his body uncontrollably attacked Ji Xing again!

"Master Wu Mi! The sky is about to dawn!"

"Master Wu Mi, don't!"

After a few exclamations, Heixin Mou gradually understood.

Compared with whether he will die or not, the most important thing is to confirm the death of this human swordsman like Yuan Yi who has mastered He Dao!

He met Ji Xing's gaze, and found that the somewhat misty eyes were still indifferent, as if the injury he had suffered was unimportant, as if he had already expected that he would be controlled by Wu Mi to turn back!

This look, this feeling? !

In a trance, he recalled the last time with Yuanyi, and Yuanyi said to him sadly: "How sad, elder brother..."

Where is it sad?

Where am I sad? !

He never understood.

Now, he seems to understand.

Life and death are in the hands of Wuyou, no matter how strong you are, even if you live forever, is this really what I, my samurai Ji Guoyan Sheng, want?

What have I surpassed?

What have I overcome? !

puff--

His body was cut off in half, and Yuanyi's relic, a flute, fell to the ground.

Wu Mi doesn't care whether he will be injured or not, Wu Mi only cares about whether he can kill the enemy!

puff--

The ghost blade pierced Ji Xing at the same time!

Those branches caused exaggerated damage to Ji Xing in an instant, causing his beheading sword to hover in the air, turn it over and insert it into the ground, so that his body would not fall down, and he looked down at Heishimu.

Mou Yi, who had been cut in half by He Dao, could no longer move. The two halves of his body slowly released his ghost sword, and he lay on the ground panting for breath.

Hematemesis, pain, hideous.

A sad smile gradually appeared on his face.

It gradually changed to calm again.

"I just want to be you, Yuanyi, why is it getting farther and farther away?"

"In the end, I didn't win anyone."

"Why was I born in this world? To set off you? How sad... how sad!"

When the first ray of sunlight fell in the morning, the two halves of the black dead body were incinerated into nothingness!

One of the winding ones, perplexed, disappears from the world forever!

A few seconds later, in the distance, Tanjiro, Zhushi and Yushiro appeared at the end of sight in due course.

Ji Xing turned his head to look, coughed, vomited a big mouthful of blood, and fell to his knees softly.

Zhu Shi covered his mouth, tears flickering.

Yushiro looked shocked.

Tanjiro's eyes were about to burst.

"Mr. Shangxi?!"

In Kyoto, Wu Mi smiled, relieved: "It's good to kill him, at least it's good to kill him. Hmph, one of the strings? It's also a waste..."

It's too late, this paragraph is a bit difficult to write...