Variety Comic: My plug-in is myself

"Damn you! Who are you?"

The vulgar words broke the deadlock of silence.

But it was Ying Ye who came back to his senses and asked Xia Yan, who had blocked his attack, a soul question.

"My name is Xia Yan. If you don't like it, just call me"Lan Zhu". I can afford it."

Xia Yan's face is dull, his eyes are dull, and his tone is extremely dull.

Every word he speaks has a sense of transcendence and freedom, as if he will lift up the clouds and ascend to the sky in the next second.

His whole person is full of character.

"Lan...Lan Zhu!! ?"

Hearing this word, sick leaf's eyes suddenly shrank to the size of pinholes, and even the pores of his body revealed unspeakable fear.

At this moment, sick leaf recalled the fear of being dominated by"pillars"

"Ah? Lanzhu? When did the Demon Slayer Squad get another Ranzhu?"

The swordsman standing behind Xia Yan rubbed the back of his head, his eyes turned into beady eyes, and asked the teammates next to him with some confusion.

His teammates all looked at him as if they were a fool, and then they all He moved his eyes to the sick leaf, clenched the long sword in his hand, and was ready to fight again.

"Are you stupid! ? Even if you know it’s not true, don’t say it!"

"Be alert, that ghost is coming!"

Sure enough, the next second after the swordsman demolished Xia Yantai, Shang Yeqi's whole face was instantly flushed with blood, and his head was like a kettle boiling hot water, spraying out steam.

"Damn you, how dare you lie to me! Watch me kill you!!! I will... I will……"

I saw Sick Ye's eyes wide open with anger, and he screamed at Xia Yan, but he stayed there for a long time without saying the next half of the sentence.

"So what? Loud, I can't hear you——"

Seeing that the stage he had set up had been almost destroyed by the swordsman, Xia Yan no longer maintained his aloof character. He put one hand by his ear and turned to the sick leaf, with a mean expression on his face.

"Why do you only speak half of your words? Do you feel like you can't move your body?"

Xia Yan raised a mysterious smile at the corner of his mouth, put the long knife on his shoulder and raised his eyebrows at the sick leaf.

"What have you done?! ?"

Ye Ye kept struggling, but he felt as if he was buried deep in the ground, and there was an indescribable sense of restraint all over his body.

It was as if there was an invisible giant python wrapping himself tightly.

"I am neither your primary school teacher nor your parent, and I have no obligation to answer your questions."

"However, since you asked shamelessly, I will tell you politely, lest you die without knowing how you died."

As he spoke, Xia Yan walked towards the diseased leaf with leisurely steps.

The long knife in his hand shone with a cold light under the moonlight.

"「The meaning of"Lan" is the violent storm that sweeps everything like a disaster. My"breath of Lan" is the violent wind that sweeps the world like a disaster!"

"What binds you is the wind that is everywhere between heaven and earth."

"Breath of Lan·Shape of Jiu·Kami Kamikaze·Xuanwu!"

As Xia Yan said the name of his move, the thing that bound the diseased leaves also vaguely showed his figure under the moonlight.

It was condensed by the vortex built by the constantly blowing wind. The first-born A group of snakes raised their horns to the sky and hissed.

The strong wind pressure pressed the diseased leaves firmly in place, unable to move at all.

Xuanwu is called a turtle snake. It is located in the north, so it is called Xuan. It is covered in scales and is probably called Wu.

With the sky as its shell and the earth as its belly, Xuanwu is the guardian deity of the sky who breeds the snake of atmosphere.

It uses the vortex of divine wind to wrap around its opponent like a group of snakes, restricting the opponent's movement while using the wall of atmosphere that covers the sky and the earth. To defend.

It can be said to be a move that integrates prevention and control.

Just now, Xia Yan used this move to block the leaf shuriken projected by the sick leaf, and firmly restrained it in place.

"You should have felt it too, feeling the intense restraint of Xuanwu like heaven and earth!"

After saying these words, Xia Yan felt like he had just been dismantled by his pig teammates, and his strength was instantly lifted to the extreme. It was as if he had entered an air-conditioned room in the summer, and his whole body and mind were clear.

"Damn it ah ah ah——！！！"

"How could a person with such strength not be Zhu? You bastard, how dare you trick me into letting my guard down! How despicable!!!"

Bian Ye let out an incompetent and furious roar.

His dim pupils were instantly filled with bloodshot eyes, and he stared angrily at the swordsman who just said that the Demon Slayer Squad did not have Lan Zhu.

No matter how weak he is, he is still the weakest, even if he is in front of Although I couldn't beat the water column before, I couldn't defeat him in one confrontation.

"He didn't lie to you."

Xia Yan walked up to Sick Ye, and in his angry and fearful eyes, he hit his forehead with the scabbard, with a frivolous smile on his lips.

"So far, I am only an A-level swordsman. I am still one head away from becoming a real"Lanzhu"."

"Where should I find it, dear Mr. Shitatsuroku?"

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