Human account is forced to full level

Tokitomu Ichiro's figure flickered.

At this time, he is using the final sword type of Xia Zhi's breath series.

The movement of this move has a great range of urgency, and with the unique pace, it can be used to confuse the enemy.

When it appears, it is as slow as an old turtle, but once it disappears, it takes only a blink of an eye. Its highest speed in an instant is even far faster than the fastest insect pillar among the contemporary nine pillars.

Dodge the attack, conceal the breath, confuse the enemy, and then the moment the opponent relaxes, naturally in the blind spot of vision, at a speed beyond the limit——

"Qiang——"

The melodious knife cry echoed.

That mist-like slash was swung out, crisp and perfect, and then...

"Crack-"

Chapter 190 Nine: Protecting the Calf

A crisp sound echoed in my ears.

Half squatting on the ground, Tokitomu Ichiro, who was facing his back to the opponent, froze.

His sun wheel knife was completely shattered.

"boom!!!"

There was a sudden roar, and a huge crater was directly smashed into the ground by an iron fist.

Earth and rocks splattered, but only the corners of clothes were left.

At this time, Tokito Muichiro had already dodged ten meters away, his slender right arm was exposed, and he was holding the remaining knife handle tightly in his hand, his mint green pupils were full of disbelief.

The knife just now was already the strongest he could swing, it could cut even hard diamonds easily, but now... Really, what is the hardness of this strange guy? Condition? !

"Boom boom boom!!!"

At this moment, Tokitomu Ichiro's doubts were interrupted by the sound of piercing through the air rapidly approaching, and the shadow of the fist that filled the sky enveloped him.

In an instant, his figure disappeared in place.

And after that, an afterimage appeared almost every few meters, and then was blown away instantly.

Maintaining the special state of the final sword shape Oboro, Tokito Muichiro's figure flickered and began to evade Kirilenko's pursuit at high speed.

The ground of the nearby streets was subsided by the bombardment, and the stones were turned into powder.

But Shitou Muichiro still didn't get hit once in the real sense, and avoided all the opponent's punches reluctantly and accurately.

But this dangerous situation cannot last long, because this move consumes a lot of his physical strength, and there is no way to maintain this extreme dodge state for a long time.

A drop of cold sweat dripped from his white forehead, and was blown away by the violent fist wind in mid-air.

How to do?

Shitou Wuichiro was tense and kept dodging, not daring to relax at all.

He has now rationally analyzed the strength gap between the two sides. The opponent should be the legendary Shangxian, but he doesn't know why there is no symbol of status and ranking in his eyes.

And most importantly...

He couldn't cut off the opponent's neck, which symbolized the only vital point of the "evil ghost".

It was too hard to foul, beyond his comprehension of the flesh.

Unlike Shitou Muichiro's momentary confusion, Kirilenko, who was chasing him and smashing the ground everywhere, has begun to get more and more angry, his eyes are wide open, and his small eyes are so wide that it is a little scary.

The knife hurt it a little bit just now.

It must be called back!

Therefore, because of his anger, Kirilenko's movement speed was infinitely close to the speed of sound in just five seconds, and he threw out more than a dozen punches per second on average.

If it was the guy with short cherry pink hair that he met before, he should almost be beaten as a sandbag by him right now, but now...

It still didn't hit the opponent? !

As a result, it was so angry that its rabbit ears straightened.

So next second.

Kirilenko, who was moving at high speed, suddenly stopped, and then directly inserted his hands into the ground fiercely.

His eyes widened frighteningly.

It doesn't believe it! ! !

And this abnormal behavior also made Shitou Wuichiro, who was panting heavily and was about to exhausted due to excessive physical exertion, surprised.

What is the other party doing?

next moment.

The sudden weightlessness under his feet and the sudden elevation of the scene in front of him answered his doubts.

The ground of the street was lifted up.

A full 30 meters long.

Shitou Muichiro: "?!!!"

The beautiful emerald-like pupils appeared dull, and then the pupils constricted immediately.

Because at this moment, that invincible iron fist has faced him again, and this time, he who is in a state of weightlessness...

Can't avoid it.

For a while, as the iron fist continued to enlarge in his sight, Tokito Muichiro's brain couldn't help but start to empty out, and some pictures similar to a lantern appeared.

The fog that had lingered in my mind for two years dissipated a little in the crisis of life and death.

Some fragments of long-forgotten memories also emerged, which were the former self, and...who is it?

"Bang!!!"

The sound of a huge physical collision echoed under the night sky.

Muichiro Shitou crossed his slender arms in front of his body, closed his eyes subconsciously, and at the same time, the pictures in his mind that resembled a revolving door began to quickly dissipate, blurred, and no longer left any memories.

In this situation, Toki Tomuichiro's always flat three blank expressions changed drastically for the first time.

He didn't even realize that the expected severe pain and injury didn't come.

"Wait, wait, don't, my head hurts...I don't want to forget."

Shitou Muichiro was talking to himself in a panic, his half-opened mint green eyes were full of sadness.

Then, a big warm hand was gently placed on his head, making him stunned for a moment.

At the same time, there was a hesitant, gentle, unfamiliar voice from Dao's ear.

"That... are you all right?"

The inexplicable fluctuations spread, An held his sad soul and exhausted spirit, and the tingling in Shi Touichiro's head disappeared.

Afterwards, he slowly opened his eyes, and was stunned by the picture in front of him.

under the night sky.

A loose blue and white robe fluttered slightly in the wind, and a strange black-haired man was floating in front of him, looking at him with some worry on his face.

He put his right hand on his head and gently stroked it, while the other hand firmly caught the iron fist of the "ghost" that looked like a rabbit.

The scattered gravel stagnated in the surroundings, and the ground under the feet was lifted up and cracked and disintegrated, and it was also strangely still in place.

At this moment.

They are still in mid-air.

Shitou Muichiro: OAO.

what's the situation?

And looking at the silly-faced child in front of him, the worried look on Jiafan's face couldn't help becoming a little more serious, and at the same time, he was grateful that he just arrived.

Because in fact, after he confirmed that the world he passively traveled to this time was the "Blade of Demon Slayer", in addition to directly slamming the ghost Wu Tsuji's favorability at the beginning of the game, he also had a crush on another person he had never met before. The person who starts the game with full favorability.

That is Tokito Muichiro in front of him.

As for the reason?

Simply because...

This child is the only descendant of the Jiguo clan today, that is, the descendant of that guy from Yuanyi who knows how many generations.

Although in terms of bloodlines, Gafan, who has read the original book, knows that this child belongs to Jiguo Yansheng, who is one of the current Shangxian, the bloodline of Hei Simou, but He Yuanyi still belongs to Xuenong relationship to water.

Even with the passage of time, even the previous surname was forgotten, but the blood that originated hundreds of years ago still survived.

Hundreds of years.

That guy Ji Guoyuanyi should have died of old age long ago, and he must have died with regrets in his heart before he died, because...

The ancestor of Oni, Oni Wu Tsuji, is still alive.

Thinking of this, Gavan was slightly silent.

He doesn't have many friends, let alone friends who are separated by yin and yang because of the different time flow in the other world after the farewell not long ago.

Moreover, he also owed that guy Yuanyi a lot of favors that he was too late to repay.

Whether it's the gift of the Body Zang Breathing Method, and a dedicated swordsmanship instructor, or the other party helped protect the system that was separated from him when he was trapped in a different space.

He kept these things firmly in his heart and never forgot them.

But now, when the other party has passed away, Jiafan has no way to return his own favor directly. He can only use the regret left by him, that is, to show worship and blessing, as well as to kill the regret left by him. .....

Make up for the debt on the only descendant handed down from the Jiguo clan, Tokito no Ichiro.

So after a while of conversion, it is simply——

Gafan directly regards Shitou Muichiro, who is only 14 years old, as his younger generation.

Looking down at the adorable expression of the child in front of him, Jiafan smiled helplessly, not knowing what to say for a while.

Shall I introduce myself first?

He thought so.

At this time, Gavana's left hand, which was tightly clenched in an iron fist, suddenly loosened, which made him slightly stunned.

next moment.

Kirilenko, who didn't look at the atmosphere at all, had already arrived at Tokito Muichiro's side at supersonic speed, clenched his fists, widened his eyes, and swung his fist again fiercely and persistently.

The gust of wind lifted Tokitomuichiro's waist-hanging long hair, and it fluttered with the wind, revealing his white forehead.

This speed, which has completely exceeded the limit of the human body, has no time to dodge, and Shitou Wuichiro's brain was once again emptied in fright, and he closed his eyes subconsciously.

However, after seconds passed, he quickly discovered that he didn't seem to be hit at all.

At the same time, a voice that seemed a little angry suddenly sounded next to his ear.

"Hey, Kirilenko..."

Raising his hand to firmly catch the opponent's fist that could knock down the house, Jia Fan, who had not known the cause of the incident for the first time, started to pull the frame and said with a slight frown.

"Don't hit the child."

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The next morning.

Asakusa, Tokyo Prefecture.

The sun is shining on the eaves, and there are shops that have opened on both sides of the street.

Different from the relatively backward and pastoral towns and villages in other places, this place has initially formed a part, which belongs to the modern and prosperous appearance of a future productive society.

Bustling pedestrians, dazzling array of goods.

In addition to people wearing expensive kimonos on the street, there are more people in Western-style suits and black top hats on their heads.

As well as cars driving on smooth roads, and rows of tall and strong utility poles erected on the side of the road.