Variety Comic: My plug-in is myself

Ding-Ding-Dong-Dang-Dang——

Perhaps because of the special forging materials and craftsmanship, although it was a collision between swords, Mitsuri's Nichirin Sword made clear sounds of different tones.

More than ten crisp collision sounds overlapped, but it was as crisp and pleasant as a percussion instrument.

A large number of sparks burst out in the collision, vaguely forming the shape of a heart, and the air inexplicably had a sweet smell of love.

The village chiefs, Tietuozuka and Tiezhen, who were watching the battle, couldn't help but look at each other in surprise.

The sparring between the two not only did not feel like a battle, but even more like flirting, making them feel that their existence seemed a bit redundant.

"Ah! So amazing, Xia Yanjun! Obviously, you didn't use any sword shape, but you can easily resolve all my moves!"

It was obviously a compliment, but it was more like acting like a spoiled child.

After practicing all the six sword forms of Love Breathing that she created, Mitsuri took the initiative to stop.

After all, her purpose was just to test the applicability of this Sun Blade, not to really compete with Xia Yan.

"Mitsuri's moves are also refreshing to me. Not only are they powerful, but their movements are also very pleasing to the eye."

While speaking, Xia Yan was still admiring the pair of silky smooth legs under Mitsuri's skirt.

When exerting force, they have a hardness no less than that of steel, but at this time they are as soft as cotton candy, making people want to throw themselves on them and roll around.

The lines are even more amazing, the soft and white legs are shining under the moonlight, slightly plump, a pair of good legs that people can play with for a lifetime without getting tired of.

Just when the two were praising each other and making an appointment to play together sometime, a beautifully shaped pot with a prosperous pattern that looked expensive rolled over from nowhere.

Then, a pale white, abstract, and grotesque human figure slowly emerged from the pot.

The shape of this figure undoubtedly took the word abstract to the extreme.

The whole body was white, with yellow eyeballs, green lips, and purple fins on the top of the head.

The mouth grew in the position of the eyes, and the eyes grew in the forehead and mouth. The muscular upper body had no arms, but instead several small arms grew from the head and other places. It can be said that there was no beauty at all.

The lower body was still connected to the pot, and it was unknown what state it was in when it stayed in the pot.

More importantly, in the two eyes, one vertical and one horizontal, one up and one down, the words "upper string and five" were clearly written.

It was the upper string five, the jade pot!

Naturally, Xia Yan recognized Yu Hu, and Yu Hu also recognized Xia Yan, who participated in killing three upper-rank demons, two of whom were ranked higher than him.

Neither side took any action. When their eyes met, there was a hint of embarrassment in the air.

Xia Yan was curious about why he dared to appear in front of him so openly.

At this moment, Yu Hu's mind was full of thoughts, and his brain was trembling.

What the hell was wrong with him that he had to show his head at this time to check the surrounding environment? Why was he so unlucky? He just wanted to find the Sword Forging Village, but he ran into this killer! ! ?

He would definitely not be able to beat him!

The Upper Rank Two and the former Upper Rank Three were the best proof.

If it weren't for the heavy losses of the Upper Ranks, which made Muzan very angry, he wouldn't have been so anxious to find the Sword Forging Village so that Muzan could recover.

In the end, the Sword Forging Village was found, but there was an Upper Rank killer in it!

But running away was not an option. Even if he was an Upper Rank demon, he ran away without fighting when he encountered Xia Yan, who was Muzan's confidant, and he would be punished if he went back.

This made Yu Hu in a dilemma for a while.

What to do! ? It seems that Mai is crawling in Sakurajima!

"Ah!? This is... Xia Yanjun, an upper-rank demon! And an upper-rank four demon!!"

Kanroji Mitsuri's exclamation broke the stalemate,

and in return,

was a cold killing intent.

Clang——

The friction sound of the sword coming out of the sheath suddenly sounded, as if a thunderclap had risen from the ground.

The sword fell instantly, leaving a gorgeous and dazzling blade light in the air, leaving people no chance to react. (To read exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

An overly rapid slash will give people the illusion that the speed is actually very slow.

It's like an electric fan is obviously rotating quickly, but under the gaze of the human eye, it will give people the illusion of slowly reversing.

This strange illusion will make the target feel a sense of time and space being torn apart, so that they cannot accurately judge Xia Yan's attack, and by the time they react, they have already been chopped off.

Mist Breathing Type 1 Speed

Pah——

The half skull with the fins and the word "Upper String" fell to the ground, turning into ash and slowly dissipating.

Not far away, another white pot with patterns, the jade pot with half of the head missing came out.

Almost!!! Just a little bit!!!

My instant movement is the fastest among all the ghosts, and there is almost no sign, but I almost got my head chopped off! ?

If I hadn't focused all my attention on him, I would have died just now!

How fast is this guy's sword! ?

Absolutely unbeatable!

Touching the regenerated head, Yu Hu's abstract ugly face was full of lingering fear.

But the next moment, the words that came out of Xia Yan's mouth made his expression change instantly.

Xia Yan looked at the pot left by Yu Hu for a few times, then kicked it with disgust, stepped on it and chased it around. "Hey, ugly bastard, can you please not throw garbage around when you run? It's very dirty..."

As soon as the voice fell,The pot, which was already covered with footprints and mud, was trampled into pieces.

"That's a great work of art! This is a waste of art, you monkey with no aesthetic sense! You ghost hunter bastards, are your brains made of muscles!?"

The rebuttal came out of his mouth, and veins bulged on his forehead. "A guy like you will definitely not understand my art, but that's not bad!"

Obviously, whether it was Xia Yan's behavior or his evaluation of the pot, Yu Hu felt a burning sense of reason, and he wanted to rush over to fight Xia Yan to the death. .