Be a Human Again From Conan Chapter 122

  Chapter 122 Tianming

  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 Guoyuan 1..."

  Since him, in hundreds of years, this is the second time that He Dao appears, 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.

  A 17-year-old boy, no matter how serious his face is, is still 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 awesome."

   Regardless of the internal power burning, 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 skill, 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, just 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 wasn't under enough pressure.

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

  However, what should be received has to be collected.

  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 fight and collide.

  Blood splattered, dyed the earth red, was covered by the vast impact, and flattened!

  At the foot of Sagiri Mountain, the next home near Ryotaki.

   Tanjiro tossed and turned.

"Mr. Shangnishi 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 the task. Besides, we didn't agree to see each other every five days, but he had been there before." Just come back once every five days. '

  'It will be fine, it will be fine. '

  'Such a strong swordsman…'

  Suddenly heard 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: "Yushirou, don't disturb Mr. Ryotaki." 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..."

  Heavy breathing 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.

  The Hei Si Mou on the opposite side had intricate wounds all over his body, which were hard to heal for a long time under the corrosion of He Knife, and a large amount of blood was lost, and he was also about to be unable to support the use of the 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, Lord Wu Mi won't allow it."

   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.

   Tanjiro, 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..."

   "Hmph." Yushiro Kuazushi was very happy, 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, waited for the effect of Zhushi's blood ghost technique to pass, and sniffed lightly.

   "I remember... Mr. Shangxi left this way last time, look for 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.

  Hei Si Mou'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 the confrontation between one person and one ghost has been nearly six hours!

  Ghosts can support it, so why should humans? !

  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.

   is the Breath of the Day learned from Tanjiro! His physique is not enough, and the sword moves of using the sun's breath will also 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 his body wounds have caused his consciousness to appear in a trance. Ji Xing's figure completely coincides with his younger brother Ji Guo Yuanyi's appearance!

   Bang-bang-bang!

   Ji Xing was cut into the air with three berserk knives, but Ji Xing, who had crashed into the rock wall, only paused for a moment before attacking Heishimou again with a knife, kicking him until he vomited blood, and then wounded him with the knife!

  The fighting became fierce again, and 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.

  It's almost dawn?

   Not good, it's almost dawn!

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

Dang—the blades met again, such words came to his ears, Hei Simou froze, and quickly sneered: "Do you want to die with me in this way? Human swordsmen, the ones who live to the end It's a winner!"

  Swinging Ji Xing's knife away with a clang, he turned and ran to the shade in the distance after being bruised and wounded like a ghost, turning his head and sweeping away after tens of meters.

   Ji Xing didn't chase after him.

   He should be powerless to chase after him, his blood is almost drained, right? In the end, I won!

  I didn't lose to anyone but you!

   Fate One!

  I will not lose!

  At this moment, Hei Si Mou'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: "Master Wuyou! This human being's injury should be fatal, his blood is almost drained, I..."

  The blades met, and his body uncontrollably launched another violent attack on Ji Xing!

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

   "Master Wu Mi, don't!"

   After a few exclamations, Heixin Mou gradually understood.

  Compared to his own death 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 long expected that he would be controlled by Wu Mi to turn back!

  This look, this feeling? !

  He recalled the last time with Yuanyi in a trance, and Yuanyi said to him sadly: "How sad, 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 Guoyansheng, want?

   What am I beyond?

  What did I overcome? !

   poof—

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

  Wu Mi doesn't care about whether he can get hurt or not, Wu Mi only cares about whether he can kill the enemy!

   poof—

  Ghost Blade, piercing Ji Xing at the same time!

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

  Hei Si Mou, who had been cut in half by He Dao, was no longer able to move, and the two halves of his body slowly released his ghost sword, lying on the ground and gasping for breath.

  Hematemesis, pain, hideous.

  His face gradually wore a sad smile.

   gradually changed to calm again.

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

   “At the end of the day, I didn't win anyone.”

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

  The first ray of sunlight in the morning burns the two halves of the black dead body into nothingness!

  One of the top strings, with confusion, disappeared from the world forever!

   A few seconds later, in the distance, Tanjiro, Tsushiro 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 glistening.

   Yushiro looked shocked.

   Tanjiro's eyes were about to burst.

   "Mr. Shangxi?!"

  Kyoto, Wu Mi smiled and felt relieved: "It's good to kill him, at least kill him. Hmph, one of the strings? It's also trash..."

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

  (end of this chapter)

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