Variety Comic: My plug-in is myself

"Huh!? What's wrong? What's wrong? Did you see the revolving lantern?"

Looking at the absent-minded Kokushibo, Xia Yan teased while increasing the strength of his hands.

"..."

Feeling the further pressure, Kokushibo fell silent.

In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the full moon night four hundred years ago!

Facing his aging brother, who had become a ghost, he was in the best condition, but he had no power to fight back!

He couldn't even withstand a sword.

If Tsugikoku Yoshiichi gave him the feeling of the bright sun in the sky, he couldn't resist it at all.

At this moment, Xia Yan gave him the feeling of being bathed in a violent storm. Even if there was an umbrella to block it, he could only take care of this side and not the other side.

Even if the rain on the head was blocked, there would still be rain blown in the face by the wind, and water droplets splashing on the ground.

At this moment, he truly understood the meaning of Lan!

"Heh, what? Is this the extent of one of the so-called upper strings? You trash!"

"Hahaha, trash, trash, the six-eyed Kokushibo is a trash!"

Xia Yan's mouth corners rose wildly, his eyes were full of sarcasm, and the sarcastic trash talk poured out like money.

Bang——

The constant sarcasm in his ears made Kokushibo feel as if a string in his head suddenly broke.

If it was like Tsugikoku Yoshiichi, who made him unable to fight back, he would have accepted it.

But Xia Yan's approach was no different from stabbing meat with a blunt knife.

What made him even more angry was that even so, he could only be the meat on the chopping board and couldn't even make a decent resistance.

It is a humiliation to lose to such a person!!!

"I will kill you--!!!"

"Ugh ahh ...

No, this can no longer be called a combat skill. It should be said that it has nothing to do with skills!

It is completely a superpower formed by the blood demon art of Kokushibo!

In fact, the combat skills used in the previous battle have already been demonstrated.

It is obviously notThere is no large-scale swinging of the sword, but it can inexplicably produce multiple sword qi with an exaggerated killing range and incredible frequency.

Calling it a combat skill and giving it the name of Moon Breathing is just wishful thinking of Kokushibo.

In fact, it is the same as what Akaza did.

After becoming a demon, Kokushibo could no longer make progress in sword skills, and he chose to transform the sword skills he practiced hard into his own blood demon art.

The difference is that before he became a demon, he had already reached the realm of the transparent world.

Now, under the pressure of Xia Yan, he completely gave up his disguise.

In order to win, Kokushibo completely gave up his identity as a samurai, gave up his sword skills, and chose blood demon art!

No more pretending, I have always used blood demon art, I am showing my cards!

In the past few hundred years, the level of sword skills has not improved at all, but it does not mean that the strength has not improved.

In fact, in terms of destructive power alone, blood demon arts are naturally much better than sword skills.

"Heh, you're so anxious, this is the third stage."

"That's right! To be a demon, you have to look like a demon!" (To read exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Looking at the completed transformation of Kokushibo, Xia Yan stood in the distance, pinching his chin with one hand, and commented on Kokushibo's new form.

"Obviously he has become a demon, but he still pretends to hold a knife. It's obviously a blood demon art, but he insists on talking about the Breath of the Moon."

"So disgusting!"

"..."

Kokushibo didn't say anything, but just silently raised the Hollow Crying God in his hand again, preparing to release the combat skills.

At this time, the only obsession in his heart was to defeat Xia Yan!

Seeing this, Xia Yan's expression became serious, "Since the second stage has begun, I'll be a little more serious!"

Before he finished speaking, the blade in his hand was stained with a hot red color like a branding iron from the root of the blade!

At the same time, dark red, tornado-like patterns began to appear symmetrically on both sides of his cheeks from the corners of his eyes!

The body was slightly bent, and his feet were walking in a shrinking manner, ready to go.

The atmosphere became solemn for a while.

The next second——

The entire Infinite City suddenly began to shake!

The floor tiles carrying Xia Yan and Kokushibo were rising rapidly like an elevator! []

"Mura!?"

The sudden change made Kokushibo question.

But Xia Yan seemed to have known it for a long time and carried the long sword on his shoulders.

"Wow~, it seems the time has come!"

...

One minute ago.

In the center of Infinite City, where Naruto is.

"That... Miss Shinobu..."

"Is it really okay for us to dawdle like this?"

Looking at the distorted buildings jumping around, it seems that there is no desire to attack.As an honest child, Kanroji Mitsuri couldn't help but ask timidly.

"The blood demon art of that upper-rank demon should use the lute to control this space and the surrounding buildings, right...?"

"Since we have already figured out the other party's ability, shouldn't we... work harder or something..."

Looking at the kind eyes of Kocho Shinobu, she felt that she seemed to be stupid again, but she didn't know what was wrong with Mitsuri, and her voice became smaller and smaller.

"Ah——"

Kocho Shinobu sighed softly.

"Since you know that this space is her blood demon art, have you ever thought about——"

"If the other party dies, what will happen to us and other swordsmen in this space?"

Mitsuri tilted her head.

Thinking of the surrounding buildings collapsing, all the swordsmen were trapped in darkness, unable to distinguish up, down, left, and right...

She shuddered violently, with a look of fear on her face.

"Private Marseille! Private Marseille!".