Seeing the strange flames suddenly ignited on the hill opposite, the ghosts and pillars watching the battle all had goose bumps on their bodies.

I don’t know if it was an illusion or something, when the flames rose, they seemed to hear the howl of pain stacked with thousands of voices. When negative emotions such as fear, pain, sorrow, anger were almost hooked up with a trace of killing and destruction buried deep in their hearts...

Especially Akaza and Taro, a moment of memories suddenly surged in their minds - Akaza saw a group of men in ancient Taoist costumes, whose heads were smashed and their hearts were broken one by one, and blood was flowing all over the ground and corpses were everywhere; while Taro, the Taro looked at a charred girl who was moaning repeatedly in the pit with black smoke.

Boiling blood poured into their eyes.

That was the most murderous moment in their lives, and now they were suddenly seduced by the flames from the depths of their consciousness...

But I can't remember more things.

When the two ghosts improved slightly, they looked at the others and found that the expressions of the pillars of the ghost killing team instantly became ferocious, but they were quickly suppressed.

The strangest thing is that the only thing that gives people this feeling is the raging fire that Ashina Yixin stepped on, not himself.

"Hey, hey, who is the ghost of the two of them?"

Yuxie Tianyuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with some fear, "Although the consequences of this foot are so gorgeous that they cannot be described, there is obviously something wrong with the fire, right?"

Frightened by the flames, it seems that the matter of his younger brother and father becoming ghosts is not so important.

"This is the karma fire formed by the gathering of resentment and murderous intent on the battlefield, also called the Shura Fire."

Xianichiro touched his faintly hot Nishiyi's hand, and couldn't help but sigh that his grandfather's determination was so strong that he could control the flame so easily - you know, with the help of the system, he would only use it when he occasionally executed the enemy.

"When grandpa was young, he cut off one of Shura's arms, and the flame stained the sword for him to drive it."

"Shura?"

Everyone was stunned. This was another word that only exists in myths, and it sounded much more terrifying than a ghost.

Although they were not sure what was going on, they had already made up for a shocking battle in their minds.

Hei Shimu's reaction was similar.

Surrounded by this malice flame, he instantly felt his six eyes hurt.

The last time I felt this way, I was on the battlefield. In order to avoid the plague, I had to burn the corpse of my comrades...

It’s impossible to make a mistake. This is the flame of the battlefield, the karma fire that devours the warriors, the evidence of revenge that will never end.

"Shura, is there such a monster in this world?"

His voice reached Ashina's ears through the flames, but it was no longer as stable as the mountain before.

"When a person is driven by the tools he thinks he has mastered, he falls into the path of Shura without knowing it."

Ashina Yixin stood in the flames without any influence, but her tone was a little sigh and nostalgic, "Once the fire of karma burns the heart, blood must quench thirst, ignorant of kindness, ignorance of old friends, and be shrouded by endless murderous thoughts...

"So, it seems like it's just right to use this flame to deal with you!"

The moment he finished speaking, Yixin suddenly bent his body like an arch bridge, causing the Diamond Iron Dragon to touch the ground.

The flames around them consciously climbed up along the blade, dyeing the entire blade red!

"Hi--"

While lifting the knife, a strong wind that was close to the ground suddenly surged. The Shura fire along the way surged when it saw the wind, like the huge waves during the tide, as if it was about to flood the Black Death Mou directly?

Although Heihei Mu lost his vision, he still used his terrifying speed to avoid the flame waves.

But immediately, two cross-cutting lights, one horizontally and one vertically, were already in front of him, and directly cut open his sternum.

The unprecedented severe pain made him wake up suddenly - the old man's huge move just now was just a cover.

Yixin can travel through the flames at will, but he can't - the flame blocked his sight and could not even be used for transparency.

In addition, the flame ignited on his body and could not be extinguished, making him murderous and restless—

When facing an opponent who is worse than him, this state may be able to perform exceptionally and bring horror to the opponent; but the more the opponent is, the more calm the opponent is, even more calm!

"Moon's Breath·Eight-type·Moon Wheel Dragon Tail!"

The seven swords in his hand cut across a range of 180 degrees, and the huge slash with a width of ten meters rushed forward, pressing the flames so hard that they could not raise their heads.

This time, Kuroshimu finally found Yixin's position again.

But not only did the opponent not dodge the slash, but instead easily bounced it off and moved its flight track, then dived to him and launched an extremely fast horizontal slash!

Heihei Mu jumped up and avoided, but when he turned back to his original position, he found that the old man had actually put his knife in the sheath and stretched his thin hands to his arms-

Crazy? Fight with ghosts!

Hei Shimo's face was ferocious and he kicked his legs, but Ashina's "Climbing carp, falling carp, and flowing water" could not only be used on the blade!

The same is true on your hands!

He rubbed Heidi's arch on the back of his hand, gently clenched it and removed the force. Then, with the help of his own powerful force, he dropped Heidi's body on the ground and buried it in the fire.

Then, Yixin pulled the knife downward to launch Juhe, and a red fire-colored slash towards Heihe's neck.

At this moment, when Heihemu was only one step away from death, thousands of crescent blade winds of all sizes emerged from his body, and a big explosion centered on him enveloped the entire battlefield.

The blades flew out everywhere, and even the few people who were fighting for dozens of meters outside were not spared. They drew their swords to resist, but they were numb when they touched them.

Only then did they understand how big the gap between themselves and one of the winding strings was.

It is easy to imagine what kind of role Shinichiro's grandfather, who seemed "weak", could force Heijimu to this situation.

Butterfly Kanae covered her mouth in surprise, feeling thoughtful.

She still remembers when she first met Yiro Yoshiro, who once said that Ashina also had something similar to Muzan Kimuzan.

Could it be that Shura, whose arm was cut off by Xianyiro's grandfather?

"Just this momentum just now, if it were people from our ghost killing team..."

Yoshiaki Tomooka, who was standing beside him, suddenly said: "I'm afraid only Mr. Iwatsuki is sure to survive."

The rest of the people looked at the hilltop that seemed to have been fired by warship cannons for a round, and they were very convinced of Tomooka Yoshiyuki's judgment.

【Luckily my grandfather had to fight this guy.】

Xian Yiro glanced at the dial on the wrist of the Fulkhiji, [If it were me or the Demon Killing Team, I would not be sure to force one of the winding lines so quickly.]

[In this way, the staff will be insufficient when dealing with Kimuzan...]

Half a minute later, all the smoke and dust dissipated, and the flames were extinguished in the explosion just now. The man and ghost on the mountain were exposed again in everyone's eyes.

Ashina Ichixin just had some dust on her clothes and looked a little tired.

And Hei Shi Mou has changed a lot-

Dozens of blades with eyes like deer antlers grew out of the inside of his torso, most of which gathered near his neck.

Heihei Mou's scarlet eyes were full of anger and shame, not only because he almost died in the hands of an old human, but also because the blade he had born inadvertently gathered around his neck and became a clear protective shell. What's the difference between this and admitting defeat?

He knew very well that the showdown between the samurai and the samurai was over.

At the moment when these blades appeared, even if he didn't have to swing the knife, his body could spit out the blade by himself. That was no longer the category of combat skills, but a pure blood ghost technique.

From the moment he used the blood ghost technique, he could no longer regard himself as a warrior.

He maintained his identity for four hundred years and completely collapsed. His desire to survive ultimately surpassed the pride of a warrior.

Ghosts are ghosts after all, and their survival instincts suppress everything else.

If it were humans, he would have been willing to be killed at that moment...

"From the moment you become a ghost, you can no longer play a role that people can only become."

Ashina Yixin looked at his distraught look and spoke again.

"If you lose your basic concerns about being a human being, swordsmanship is destined to be heresy."

This is why he would rather die than have a plan to attack Long Yin.

"Why……"

Heihei Mu asked softly, "Why is your body so strong with you? Why are you such an excellent swordsman, but you don't desire to be immortal?"

"Your incompetent grandson has no talent at all. Such swordsmanship will die after you die..."

"Why, can you take it all so plainly?"

The last time he met Xian Ichiro, the latter did not know how to "climb the carp, fall, and flow water", so Kuroshita had this evaluation.

Ashina Yixin shook her head gently: "It is because I am old and weak, but I still have to deal with the lurking Shura that I have to force myself to develop this kind of effortless sword technique. Death and aging are not threats. If they weren't pressing step by step, how could I create Ashina?

"Living towards death and creating the ultimate achievement is a blessing only for a race like a human being that has a long and short life span.

"Once you never grow old and die, you will lose the urgency, and you will fall into deep confusion because you have a long life and have too much time to make extra choices.

"..." Heihei Mou's mouth opened slightly, and he didn't expect to hear such words.

The old age, sickness and death, life is impermanent. It has been the innate enemy of mankind since ancient times. Why has it become the ultimate help in this person's mouth?

"Look at your swordsmanship, it is a swordsmanship that is weaker than you, and then clears it all out. It is because you are unscrupulous and no longer fight against opponents stronger than you that you create this kind of thing.

"However, your moon breathing is not only high above the surface, but also a trace of fear is sandwiched in it.

"Think about it, what kind of warrior will desperately extend the distance of the blade and drive the enemy out of your side... either crush the enemy or escape from battle. This is the core of your swordsmanship, and this is also the essence of ghosts bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

"Whether Ashiki or the breathing method of the Demon Killing Team is created to deal with monsters that are stronger than themselves."
To be continued...