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Chapter 130 I don't have to be stronger than you, as long as you are weaker than me(1/2)

More than ten minutes ago.

Xian Ichiro led two lonely shadow crowds to fly across the roofs and branches of Tokyo City. Relying on his light body skills, he rushed along the straight line at a very fast speed. Even Ubisoft's Assassin could only sigh.

When the three of them arrived at the foot of Momoyama, many residents in the town were in groups, trying to escape from Arakawa District with their families, resulting in a crowded intersection leading to Asakusa District for a while.

The police were blocking the intersection, howling and waving batons to maintain order, but in a short while they were completely submerged by the surging crowd. It was obvious that people had been scared by the strange green fire and just wanted to escape from this place of right and wrong.

Among them, many people stood high in the crowd, loudly spreading various mysterious remarks that were difficult to distinguish between true and false, saying that this was the entrepreneurs who built factories in Arakawa District to destroy the environment, which caused the anger of the mountain god.

Driven by fear and incitement by those who are interested, the entire area was suddenly completely in chaos. Many angry civilians even flocked to nearby factories to smash, loot and burn, in order to calm the fire in a metaphysical way.

Many workers who have been squeezed for a long time have led the way.

Therefore, the green flames on the mountain have not yet been extinguished, and the yellow flames in the factory have burned again. The two fires have shone together. After the violent explosion sounded, people suddenly became even more crazy and impatient. I wonder how many ordinary people were trampled to death in the crowded crowd.

All the contradictions that were too hidden in this city broke out in the most harshest way at this moment. The initiator may never have thought that such a thing would happen.

[I'm really curious, after this happens, how will the cabinet explain to these civilians...]

Xianichiro looked at everything that was happening in front of him coldly, and secretly looked for opportunities to take advantage of.

[How should Muzan Kimuzan conceal his existence?]

After thinking for a while, he said to one of the lonely shadow crowd: "You write a letter and give it to the ninjutsu to take it to the dim sum shop. Let Yamauchi Nobusu send people to spread news among the people, saying that all this was the disaster caused by the cabinet's indulgence in evil spirits. In addition, the political value of these civilians is not enough. Let him send someone to destroy the important machines of those factories with explosives. Only when they suffer serious losses will those entrepreneurs follow and put pressure on the cabinet."

"Yes." The lonely shadows gathered the ninja dog and became busy.

At this time, another of the Guying crowd looked at the green flames chasing each other on the mountain and sighed: "If this fire continues to burn, I am afraid that the entire Tokyo city will be destroyed. If it doesn't rain, I don't know how to extinguish the fire."

There is nothing wrong with his words.

Although there are many newly built Western-style buildings in Tokyo, most people still have quite flammable wooden structure houses, such as the entire Yoshihara, and the distance between the houses is quite crowded. One room is on fire and nowhere is spared.

If the fire continues to spread, it will be absolutely fine to burn half of Tokyo at least overnight.

Suddenly, the three of them felt like they were dreaming of returning to the Warring States Period—

At that time, the two countries fought to burn cities and destroy villages. Once the fire was lit, they could only wait for it to be extinguished.

The Hirata Fire and the flames when Ashina was defeated were the same. It is impossible to use manpower to water such a range of fires to curb such a range of fires in this era.

"It's okay."

Xianichiro said expressionlessly, "This fire should be caused by the blood ghost technique. As long as the ghost is killed, the flame will lose its source of power."

"The problem now is that we have to find a road on the mountain."

He opened the old hunter's notes and found that the positions of the Fenghu duo were shown to be in Taoshan.

However, the road up the mountain in front of me had been swallowed up by fire, and the collapsed trees were blocked halfway through the mountain like a thorny barrier that could not be allowed to pass by anyone from now on.

[...Those two guys are not trapped in the mountain.]

[But the question is, where did they get up from?]

When Shinichiro was thinking about whether to risk breaking Buddha candy and fire-fighting powder to break into the fire, an old man with a wooden stick broke into his sight at the end of the town at the foot of the mountain.

Unlike other viewers whose eyes were facing the wildfire, the old man looked at the road in the town, as if anxiously waiting for someone to arrive.

After looking at the other party carefully, Xian Yiro found that although the other party had broken one leg, he was tall and sharp, and had a very strong look.

However, the old man's clothes and head seemed to be stained with blood, and he looked very embarrassed.

【Did you come down from the mountain?】

Combining everything that exists, Shinichiro immediately made reasonable speculations.

【There is blood on the body but no wounds, it should be the ex-Mingzhu who has received treatment before.】

"Go over there."

He greeted him, and the hook in his left hand suddenly stretched out twenty meters long, hooking a dead tree at the end of the road. His body fell in front of Sangdong Ciwulang, and two lonely shadows followed closely behind.

The old man almost instinctively felt the solemnity and indifference coming from the Guyingmen, his eyes suddenly shrank, and he subconsciously thought of the shogunate ninja he had seen when the curtain fell. His face showed a little vigilant look, and his hands subconsciously grabbed Kazuko but grabbed Kazuko, and then he remembered that his Hiroshi sword was not on his body.

That kid is really not a thing. He even took away my husband's Sun Wheel Knife!

The old man felt a little relieved when he saw that Ji was still young.

"You must be Mr. Sandao."

Before Sangjima Cigoro could speak, Xian Ichiro directly explained his identity, "I am Ashina Yan Ichiro, you may have heard of my name."

“Hmm?”

Of course the old man had heard of this name. After all, at least two of the deaths of Xiaxian were related to him, and the magical medicines equipped for the team members were also provided by this family named "Ashina".

However, in the news he received, the child should be only nine years old.

But the height of the boy in front of him... someone believed that he was thirteen or fourteen years old.

Seeing that there was a clear look of suspicion in his eyes, Xian Yiro didn't say much, but summoned the Sun-wheeled Iron Cloud, pulled out a dark golden blade, revealing the four words "Evil Demon Slayer" above the knife.

Ciwuro Sandao was a little stunned for a moment. He had never seen the technique of drawing swords from the air.

However, the color-changing blade and the four Chinese characters "Evil Demon Slayer" are on it. It is definitely a pillar-level treasure sword created by Daojian Village.

However, the golden color on the blade should mean...

This child is very suitable for Thunder Breathing.

Thinking of this, the old man's eyes flashed. He didn't expect that he could find a possible successor so soon, and his expression immediately eased.

Seeing this, Xianichiro continued, "Mr. Kurashima, I know you should have seen Muji Kawakawa and Kuroko Nei. They are my friends. I came here and saw the fire, worried about the danger they encountered. You can tell me what happened on the mountain?"

At the end of the conversation, he couldn't help licking his lower lip, "Was such a loud voice, was there a ghost in the upper stalker appearing?"

When he thought of the special rewards that might be obtained by killing the winding ghost, he couldn't help but look forward to it.

If a sword-using ghost killed, will it optimize the prize pool and bring grandpa back directly from the underworld?

"The String Ghost?" Mr. Sangdao didn't understand why he saw a fleeting excitement in the eyes of this child.

But when he mentioned the ghost, he couldn't help but feel depressed, "It's shameful to say that the family is unfortunate. That ghost is actually my apprentice."

So he simply finished the whole story in a few words.

Although Xianyiro was not a member of the Demon Slayer Team, he carried a sword belonging to the pillar, so the old man did not treat him as an outsider. The old man did not hide the shameful behaviors that Lu Yue did.

“…”

After hearing all this, Xianichiro's expression became a little shady and unstable.

Some of Lu Yue’s experiences are very similar to him.

He also lived on the streets as an orphan, and was led away by an old swordsman, and trained as an heir.

However, he tried his best to protect the country his grandfather once conquered, but because of his unknown reputation, Yu Yue easily attacked his master.

He also turned his senior brother, who was a pillar, into the evil ghost he hated the most.

This behavior is enough to cause any person to have both physical and psychological discomfort.

Whenever Shinichiro feels a little ashamed of his own unscrupulous means, there will be more despicable existences, which will make him feel good suddenly; it turns out that I am still a good person.

The owl is like that, the Muzan Kimuzan is like that, and the same is true for this lord.

"If Mr. Naruto becomes a ghost, do you know his abilities?"

Adhering to the basic principle of intelligence supremacy, Shinichiro plans to collect as much information as possible.

"I haven't seen it with my own eyes... I've seen the child turn into a ghost, so I'm not sure."

Sangdao Ciwulang's voice was a little choked.

"But there have been incidents when swordsmen become ghosts. Generally speaking, after swordsmen become ghosts, their breathing techniques and sword types will be retained in the form of blood ghosts, and their power will become stronger."

"In this case, this ghost still understands the breath of thunder?"

Xianichiro's eyes were shiny, and he felt that he had found the possibility of having a free breathing method. He was originally a person who didn't mind that he knew too much, and he thought he was quite consistent with the attributes of lightning.

And as long as this ghost is slaughtered, let it teach Ashina and the Lone Shadow to breathe in the fantasy corridor...

Then wouldn’t there be a few more pillars under my command?

"It should be no mistake. When I left the mountain, I saw a lot of traces of lightning strikes on the surrounding trees. It should be that these lightning strikes caused the wildfire."

Ciwuro Sangjima nodded, and then reminded: "But after you go up, try not to fight with that ghost, just don't let him run out of Taoshan... It's probably difficult to be his opponent by the three of you alone. It's better to wait for the other pillars to attack them. After all, any pillar turns into a ghost, at least it has the power to wind the string."

Ciwulang of Sangdao had never seen Fengxian with his own eyes. After all, the last time, the ghost kill Fengxian was a hundred years ago.

According to records, the Demon Slayer team dispatched a total of five pillars at that time, and it took until dawn to solve the problem.

So he would rather overestimate the strength of this ghost as much as possible.

"You've been worried, Mr. Sandao."

However, after hearing his answer, Xianichiro unexpectedly showed unprecedented confidence, "As long as he is still using the breath of thunder, I have a way to deal with him, and he should be solved soon."

Since he got the Golden Steel Iron and Thunder at the age of eighteen, he has begun to learn to fight and control lightning.

And those are lightning, not simulating the appearance of breathing and blood ghost techniques, but the real glorious power of heaven.

If this ghost's ability really controls lightning and the like - then in front of Xian Ichiro, his strength must be at least half-folded.
To be continued...
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