Three months later.

On the training ground in front of Dashou’s door.

"Here you come!"

Purgatory Atsuro shouted, his body leaped high, and after the heavy sunroof spear in his hand rotated three times in the air, the carrier's terrifying power fell down.

"The breath of the flame·The third type·The air flames all things!"

As the sword shape was formed, the speed of the Hiroshiro's descending suddenly increased, and a long red fire arc was drawn, and it fell towards the downward Qiichiro with a hot air flow, like a burning meteor falling from the sky.

Xian Ichiro's expression was plain. Under the dual vision of the transparent world and the Ninja Eye, the attack of Purgatory Apricot Shouro is actually no different from the falling paper.

He could have used the Sun Wheel Knife to lightly click the spear head, or easily resist it with the Vermilion Bird Red Lotus Umbrella, or even blow the flames out directly with the bowing combo punch.

However, as agreed before, this is a hibiscus duel between fellow brothers, and it is coming to an end.

The weapon of the Thousand Word Spear, which is a big-blocking weapon, is more suitable for the Flame Breathing inherited by the Purgatory.

"Yan's breath, type 2, the flame sky rises."

The flames that were more redder than Purgatory Apricot Surura were hidden with huge gun bodies soaring into the sky, and the terrifying coverage of the semicircular fire line directly engulfed the falling Purgatory Apricot Surura.

This is a single-body attack sword type that is similar to "Wind Breath·Six-type·Black Wind Lanyan" in the breath of the fire, which is a single-body attack sword type that is waiting for effort to catch the opponent's flaws when advancing in order to defeat the enemy with one blow.

But in terms of the effect of drawing the sword, its slash is not as sharp as the wind's breathing, but is more like a slash released backwards, "smashing" the accumulated power out.

However, for the sake of Purgatory Ainsuro's safety, Xian Ichiro only used the same force as the other party, otherwise even Akaza would not be safe under this attack.

Since the Tongmao, after five months of training, Shinichiro's attribute value has reached the point where he can fight Akaza with bare hands.

Only a "dang" sound came from the scene, and the heat waves caused by the two balls of bombardment spread like wild horses running away from all directions.

The nearby Ashina and the Demon Slayer who had just received special training for the Purgatory Hokuro Explosion Power were dispersed and watched from afar like survivors escaping the fire scene.

"It's so scary, even the air smells burnt..."

"I can't breathe, okay? The tissue in my nasal cavity is burned."

"I stood so far and I was ignited!"

"That orange-haired person should be the instructor's son. Is there no problem..."

"There is definitely a decent move on my hands."

The audience seemed to have forgotten that they were in their precious rest time, but they just watched the flames gradually disappear until a Japanese rifle flew out of the center of the battlefield and penetrated into the ground like a piece of tofu.

Purgatory Hokushiro, who seemed to have no concern at all about the outcome of the two, stuttered speechlessly because he recognized that the gun belonged to his son. If he lost his weapon, the winner was naturally decided.

But he never thought that Ashina Yanichiro could exert such powerful power in less than a week after learning Yan Zhi's breathing. Even if he had used the same strength, he would not have done better.

"Can Ji Guoyuanyi be so powerful at his age?"

Purgatory Matsushiro, who has always been pessimistic about the plans of the Demon Slayer and Ashina, inevitably has some subtle hope.

But what he didn't know was that the reason why Xianichiro could use Yan Zhi's breath was thanks to the reward he received after killing Akaza: "Purgatory Atsushiro's broken soul".

In the field.

The smoke and gunpowder dissipated, and Xian Ichiro held the dislocated Purgatory Ainsuro, who walked out of the huge charred shallow pit formed by the aftermath of the battle.

"Senior Brother Xianyiro, thanks to your advice, I have some new ideas about Yan Zhibreath. I am really grateful."

The orange-haired boy was tall and strong. Although he failed in the battle just now, he had no intention of losing, as if he could only see the positive side of things forever.

"I guess I'll ask Mr. Akaza for advice tomorrow, so I can hold on for one more second! Hahahahaha!"

Walking to the side of the ripples, the boy skillfully clamped his shoulder bones and made a hearty laugh.

"He will definitely look at me with admiration."

Xian Yiro twitched the corner of his mouth quietly.

[He is obviously targeting you.] He thought to himself.

Purgatory Atsushiro is sixteen years old this year, but perhaps because of his childhood training, he has already gained the strength of a Class A team member as soon as he became a ghost killer. Because of the unique bloodline of the Purgatory, he is incredibly strong and can easily swing the teacher's sickle.

It is estimated that Masato Gui Ting also took this point, and they had similar personalities, so they accepted Purgatory Atsushiro as their disciple and taught them all the gun techniques they were proud of.

But unexpectedly, the relationship between the fire breath and the gun is so good!

The lengthening of the attack distance by three or four times is a devastating advantage for enemies like ghosts that need close combat.

After just a few months of training, Atsuro, who came from behind, even surpassed the Fenghu duo in his performance in the battle against Akaza. His fighting style of bravely moving forward also made Akaza appreciate it very much. On the other hand, perhaps influenced by Xian Ichiro, in order to defeat him, the poisoning and setting fire pistols were used even in explosives, which lacked the purity of a warrior.

Akaza will target Purgatory Atsuro, and hopes that he can enter that transparent world as soon as possible and fight so happily.

However, this child seems to have encountered some bottlenecks recently, and Xian Ichiro will take time to help him guide him.

After all, he merged the child's remnant soul and gained the memory of Purgatory Akatsuro in "original fate" - including his new understanding of all sword types of Yan's breath when he became the pillar of the flame a few years later.

Now that telling Atsuru these experiences in another way is also a kind of compensation.

"There is nothing to thank for, just like you often say to those players..."

Xianichiro patted Ainsuro on the back, "I am your senior brother, of course I will take care of you."

It seemed like he was the older one among the two.

Purgatory Ainsuro heard that Shinichiro actually quoted his catchphrase and let out another loud laugh.

"Okay, I'll be here in a few days. Some of the important things I need to deal with, maybe I have to go to Tokyo."

Xianichiro put down his gun blade as a copper-colored hibiscus, letting it slowly sink into his shadow, and then walked towards the ghost Buddha outside the door of Oshou.

After fusing Akatsuro's remnant soul, the newly obtained Hiroshira no longer had a dark golden color like Tie Liuyun, but had a trace of flame-like orange-red effect, which he had never expected before.

However, it’s better to learn more breathing methods. Anyway, "Ashina Wuxinliu" will finally combine the breathing method that suits him the most, instead of switching back and forth between the wind breathing, the thunder breathing, the flame breathing, the life-protecting breathing and the torso breathing.

"Please say hello to the teacher on my behalf."

Purgatory Atsushiro came to participate in the special training, but Ghost Ting Masato could only travel all day with Chishouro (occasionally they would run to Hirata Manor to fight with Xiao until the other party deliberately admitted defeat), which made Purgatory Masatoshi not know whose son these two Orange Hair were.

"I see."

Xianyiro agreed, then sat opposite each other in front of the ghost Buddha. When he opened his eyes again, he had already arrived at the room where the Tianshou Pavilion originally belonged to Kyuro. Zuose Nobuichi was already waiting for him here.

"What happened?"

Xianichiro asked immediately.

He could have trained with Purgatory Hokushiro for a while, until just now Nobuichi Zuose contacted Senichiro in his mind.

After all, there is a time difference in the communication through that drop of blood. It is necessary to report in person, which must be something very urgent, and Shinichiro needs to make up his mind as soon as possible.

"Sir Xianichiro, among the riots we sent to look for 'Saunamen Tanjiro', one of them did not return to the dim sum shop last night, and no news came back today."

"His name is..."

Zuose Nobuichi said it.

"You wait a moment."

Xianichiro closed his eyes and drove his blood to contact the Ranbukan - but it turned out to be like the phone call was connected, but no one answered it.

"People are still alive, but seem to have lost consciousness..."

Xianichiro felt a little relieved and asked, "Then do you know where his last destination was before he disappeared?"

"The Old Hunter's Notes" only has one hundred pages, but Luanbozhong's favorability towards him is definitely less than one hundred, so he can only find their traces through ordinary methods.

"North-Zhi Sui Shiyi."

Shinichi Zuose said, "It's in a small town not far north of Tokyo."

Since the information about the Saucemen cannot be found in the police system, Butterfly Ninja remembers that he does not know where Tanjiro's hometown is, but only remembers that he was a woodcutter.

Therefore, Xian Yiro could only send the riots to the mountain village and town to find them as much as possible. This Beizhisui is one of them.

"If he met a ghost, he should have died."

Xianichiro judged, "But if it were an ordinary person, he would not be able to discover his existence..."

However, thinking of the unspeakable appearance of the Ranbu people, Xianichiro said with a smile: "It's not that he was taken as a monster or something and was arrested by the passing ghost killing team members. After all, it will be the Ullamban Festival from tomorrow."

The Ullamban Festival, also known as the Zhongyuan Festival, Ghost Festival, is a day when the ancestors are welcomed in the Japanese countryside to eliminate ghosts and gods. Considering that the whole country knows that ghosts really exist, this time the Zhongyuan Festival will definitely be quite grand, and the patrol of the Ghost Killing Team is much stricter than usual.

"Well, it's not impossible."

Zuose Nobuichi said, "How about sending a few Eagle or a Lone Shadow to search for clues?"

If you want to dispatch these people, Shinichiro must order them personally.

"..." Xian Yiro looked at the sky. It was still two hours before noon. Even if he was knocked out last night, he should have woken up all night.

"No need, wait a little longer, so as not to have a waste of time."

When the scattered crowd wakes up, they will naturally take the initiative to contact him.

"yes."

In this way, about an hour later, news finally came from Luanbozhong.

"Sorry, Lord Xianichiro, I was captured." Ranboma sent a message.
To be continued...