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Living in Fujiji Mountain for seven days is not too difficult for a samurai with superb sword skills.

The evil spirits in Fuji Attack Mountain are just low-level ghosts, if even the low-level evil spirits cannot be dealt with.In the future, becoming a member of the Ghost Killing Squad is nothing more than dying in vain, and will die sooner or later.

Fuji Raider Mountain is huge, and most people won't hang around in one place.Hanyu Miku did not meet the boy named Sabito until the fifth day.

As long as they spend the remaining two days safely, they will be able to pass the final selection.

Hanyu Miku wiped the Hikari Knife and put it back into the scabbard.

The killed evil spirits were separated from their bodies, and soon there was nothing left.

Even if he walked on the road openly today, there were very few evil spirits attacking him. Since the exam started, it has become a hunting ground for evil spirits for him and Sato without knowing it.

When the evil ghost met the swordsman with the sun wheel knife, his face was full of fear.

Hanyu Mirai looked up at the full moon hanging high above his head, and roughly calculated that it was about twelve o'clock at night, and he had to find a suitable place to spend the whole night. Hurry to the finish line.

"Huh-huh, why are there still ghosts of this level on this mountain! At least 70 or [-] ghosts have ate more than [-] people... How can a fledgling like me beat it!"

The feathered weave on the escaped swordsman was in dilapidated condition, and he ran out in a panic.

"If you can't beat it...you can only become a meal for the evil spirits. How did you escape?"

Mirai Hanyu jumped down from the canopy, but the panicked swordsman didn't notice him, Mirai Hanyu quietly grabbed the swordsman's shoulder.

The provoked swordsman yelled in a panic: "Wooah, ghost!"

"Uh..." The swordsman saw that he was a young man wearing a white veiled hat and a solar knife on his waist, "Don't, don't scare me, really. My heart can't bear this kind of blow. "

"answer my question."

"A boy with flesh-colored hair saved me." The swordsman knew that he was doing something immoral, and said in a low voice, "Even if you have superb sword skills, you can't do anything against an evil spirit of that level. You will probably die... …Don’t look at me with this kind of eyes, I was fighting with all my strength, I had no choice but to run away! The body of the evil spirit is too hard, and my knife was completely shattered after resisting one damage.”

The swordsman said: "You'd better run quickly, if you face that ghost with your small body, you can only die in vain."

How dare the deserter mock his height?

Hanyu Mirai glared at him.

The swordsman looked embarrassed.

He has already reminded that if he still seeks death, it has nothing to do with him.

"Really don't go there..."

Mirai Hanyu touched the sun blade on his waist, and rushed towards the point pointed by the swordsman.

After he ran less than 20 meters, he realized that he didn't need a swordsman to guide him.

There was a great roar faintly in the depths of the forest, and sometimes the dull sound of trees collapsing, and sometimes the sound of swords fighting against something hard, clanging.

About 40 meters away, Hanyu Miku saw many long arms under the full moon, wriggling around like ghosts and ghosts, and the arms descended from the sky, refracting and attacking something on the surface.

If you must describe what kind of thing the evil spirit in front of you is - endless hands, countless hands wrapped around the hill-like body, its breath is more foul than the ordinary low-level ghosts that can be seen on the mountain.

The grayish-blue skin looked like a corpse buried deep in the soil, and the huge and dirty hands shrank into his joints like springs, and after a while, they were fired out like cannonballs, aiming at exactly what Hanyu Miku had to do with. Sabito who met once.

Sato breathed heavily, and sweat dripped from the side of his face and temples.He held the Sun Wheel Knife so tightly that veins popped out on his arms.

"You are going to die, little fox." Hand Ghost said in a viscous and intimate voice.

Satu's pupils reflected the attack coming from his hand.

His eyes could see clearly, but his body was out of control and he couldn't move at all. Even breathing was painful.

Move, move!

Breathing has become disordered, and the negative state of killing ghosts regardless of physical strength for a long time erupted at a critical moment.

If you stay...you will die...

Sabito's body was controlled by his will, but—only at this speed, he would be overtaken by the hand ghost.

"call--"

"Thunder's Breath · One Shape · Thunderbolt Flash."

Sato only had time to see, the dazzling golden thunder and lightning lit up the darkness around him.

With an explosive speed, the Sun Wheel Knife chopped off Hand Ghost's thick arm quickly and unquestionably.

He saw the curtain being blown up, and the white veiled hat flew into the sky like a kite.

The black-haired boy pursed his lips tightly, staring at the hill-like evil spirit in front of him without blinking.

The hand ghost was surprised for a moment, and he narrowed his eyes happily: "Is there another kid who came to die?"

The hands of the hand ghost attacked the two of them one after another.

Hanyu Mirai's gesture of drawing his sword and slashing changed again and again. He stepped back with one foot and made a new attack form.

"Thunder Breath."

Saito yelled: "Be careful, his neck is hard and hard to cut off!"

"Four types..."

Countless golden lightning bolts erupted from Hanyu Mirai's side, as if thunder and lightning had landed on the ground, roaring in his ears.

"Yuan Lei..."

Hanyu Mirai's body disappeared from the spot like an arrow, and the ground was kicked up with dust.And I approached the hand ghost as fast as lightning.

His speed surpassed that of the Hand Ghost, and the countless arms flying towards him ignored it as nothing, and stepped on it as a pedal, approaching the Hand Ghost's neck.

"It's useless, my neck is—"

"Guru..."

Hand Ghost hadn't had time to finish his sentence before his head dropped.The body with the same head as Koyama was completely divided into two, and Hanyu Mirai stood behind the hand ghost's body, retracting the Hikari Knife into the scabbard with an indifferent expression.

"How, how is it possible!" Hand Ghost screamed loudly, his body tried his best to attack Mirai Hanyu, but he was powerless, he could only wait in vain for the moment when his body would be wiped out.

"Return the favor to you, Sato."

The black-haired boy stretched out his hand to catch the curtain cap that was slowly falling from the sky.He put the veil back on his head, covering that too young face.

Satoshi stood there blankly for a moment, holding on to the Sun Wheel Saber, his body was on the verge of falling, and after a while, he fell directly on the ground and passed out.

Mirai Hanyu: "Hi!"