Quest Master of Konoha

"The Quest Master of Konoha ()"

in the battlefield.

The gigantic octopus just appeared, and it roared in the sky, but it was quickly dismembered by Yakumo's double-edged blades. As for the goldfish spitting poisonous needles, before they even opened their mouths... the golden sword has already arrived.

There are various shards of porcelain all around.

The elaborate collection of jade pots was destroyed.

Yakumo must admit that the jade pot in the complete state is much stronger than the ordinary state, but he is still not enough to see in front of Yakumo, and is completely suppressed almost at the moment when the two collide.

Golden arcs are born and die on the blade.

This is not the energy caused by Chakra, but the thunder created by Yakumo's superb swordsmanship. To some extent, Yakumo can still use the golden thunder, but in terms of power... not as good as the peak state.

But the current golden arc has already caused the jade pot to suffer. The scales on its body are proud of its hardness comparable to that of diamonds, which cannot block the enemy's blade at all. Killed by Yakumo.

"Hahahahaha.. Useless, you can't kill me!"

"Useless, useless, you can't kill me at all!"

Yuhu was miserable, but he was still stubborn.

He doesn't believe that the enemy's golden arc can be used casually. With the super-high recovery characteristics, he can forcefully consume the enemy to death.

After all, there are still 8 hours before dawn.

Yuhu was covered in bruises, but the wound was recovering quickly.

In particular, the anger in his heart was burning like a flame.

Yakumo admitted that the ugly monster in front of him was a bit stronger than all the ghosts killed during this period, but for Yakumo, it was still a bit mediocre.

"The test is over."

Yakumo looked up at Yuhu's ugly face and said softly.

"test?"

Yuhu was a little puzzled, but he clearly saw the contempt in the eyes of the enemy. He often looked at ordinary people who had been made art by him with this look, so he was very familiar with this look.

This kind of gaze seems to be a natural contempt for looking down from a very high position.

"I am a perfect creature, an immortal existence!"

"A mere inferior creature, you dare to despise me with such eyes?"

Yuhu was completely angry, but more panicked, he was just using anger to cover up his inner panic.

For some reason, Yakumo's eyes made Yuhu think of Lord Wumis, the kind of bland back is like a gulf-like gap in strength.

"Blood Ghost Technique, Array Killing Fish Scales."

Invisible fluctuations spread out from the body of the jade pot, and Yakumo found that the surrounding area of ​​about 30 meters seemed to form an invisible field, filled with the evil aura that belonged to the jade pot.

In Yakumo's view, this field is too narrow, even a little too fragile, like a thin layer of restrictions on the surface of the body, but it seems that he can pierce it with a little force.

When Purgatory Kyojuro arrived, the battle between the mysterious swordsman and the ghost of the wind had already reached its peak.

In his perception, the Ghost of Winding used the strongest blood ghost technique, bursting with strong pressure, and he couldn't help but want to join the battlefield to help.

The act of hunting ghosts is not fair in any way.

What's wrong with pinching?

But the next moment, Purgatory Kyojuro stopped abruptly, and he saw with his own eyes a wider and powerful field spread out from the mysterious swordsman.

Yakumo collided with the two long blades in mid-air, and when they were separated, the two blades were covered with golden electric arcs... As they wandered, the golden arcs spread outward. Just this one blow, the domain belonging to the jade pot was destroyed.

At the same time, the separated double-edged blades swayed rapidly, and strands of golden swords swirled around the blade from the birth of the blade. The two weapons fell on the body of the jade pot at an extremely fast speed, like two high-speed rotating mixers.

The surging burst of the golden sword gang cut the flesh and blood of the jade pot like countless blades.

In mid-air, it turned into white filaments, and the two blades pressed down one inch, and the flesh and blood of the jade pot gradually disappeared.

"It hurts, it hurts, damn it, bastard!"

Yuhu let out a painful scream and kept scolding Yakumo.

Yakumo's expression didn't change, the blade smashed down calmly, revealing the pale bones with qiu knots under the flesh.

But it was quickly cut into pale bones by the knife, and Yuhu was about to escape, but he felt the terrifying suction of the two knives spreading outward, and it was firmly fixed in place and could not escape.

"It's useless, it's useless, you can't kill me!"

The head of the jade pot is still clamoring, but the confidence is obviously insufficient.

"There is an upper limit to the resilience of your creatures, and what I want to do is to let you reach this upper limit quickly, and you know the end."

Yakumo opened his mouth with a light smile.

The double-edged blade was stretched forward, and the golden sword gang storm locked the jade pot in it. From a distance, the dark red flesh and blood could be seen constantly wriggling and multiplying, but it was quickly crushed by the sword gang, cutting it. Extinguished... The dark red blood flowed to the ground along the gap of the storm.

"Ah ah ah... let me go, let me go!!"

Yuhu made a mournful cry of pleading in the golden storm. The pride of the self-proclaimed high-level creatures had disappeared in the face of death. At this time, Yuhu was begging for mercy, wailing, and approaching death.

"The ghost of the string is screaming!"

Purgatory Kyojuro's face became a little excited. From ancient times to the present, the battle between ghost killing teams and ghosts has often been at a disadvantage.

In the process of hunting ghosts, there are often tragic sacrifices, and even in the nearly 100-year history of the ghost killing team, there has never been a fall of a ghost.

But that mysterious man crushed the Ghost of Winding, not by skill and quantity, but by a complete crush.

At this moment, Purgatory Kyojuro saw the hope of completely eradicating ghosts in Yakumo!

The battle has come to an end.

The golden storm still revolved in the high song, making a sour crushing sound. At the same time, there were no longer bone fragments and dark red blood flowing out, and the harsh mourning of the jade pot had completely disappeared.

Winding the fifth · jade pot, death.

〖Congratulations to the player for killing the fifth jade pot. 〗

〖Congratulations player, get 2000 battle points! 〗

〖With the fire of the sun, annihilate sins! 〗

Yakumo looked at the brief prompt of the game system and fell into contemplation. For some reason, the words and lines of the game system were filled with unspeakable anger, as if he was provoked by an unknown existence.

The expedition mission is also a complete killing mission. From the very beginning, it was only aimed at the ghosts on the strings. After experiencing the bug, the game system expanded the mission target to all ghosts, which is like a catharsis.

In the empty square, the smell of blood lingered for a long time.

The other positions around Yakumo have been infected with dark red blood, and the strength of his legs directly crossed the range of dark red.

Walking slowly, Purgatory Kyojuro outside the battlefield.

Even the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus flowers around could not cover up the blood here. At this moment, Purgatory Xing Shoulang still looked at the young man in disbelief.

Under the moonlight, the boy's figure is like a jasper, and his eyes are calm. However, such a person easily crushed the ghost of the string, and even suppressed it forcefully in a way that could not be imitated.

"who are you?"

Yakumo asked first.

Purgatory Kyojuro, his face is very tough, with thick hair and big eyes, and the ends of his yellow hair are burning like flames.

But it's not just his hair, his whole person stands there like a flame, emitting light and heat, even in the dark night, his figure still shines.

"Hey! I'm Purgatory Kyojuro to help you defeat the enemy!"

Yakumo subconsciously took two steps back. This man's voice was so loud that it was like a thunderbolt blasting in his ears. He also had thick eyebrows and a warm smile on his face, like another Matekai.

"You seem weak."

Hearing the words, Yakumo shook his head gently.

"In my perception, although your strength exceeds that of the vast majority of ordinary people, can your physical strength really completely eliminate a man-eater with such a powerful repair ability?"

"that…"

Purgatory Kyojuro's face was a little frustrated, but he couldn't refute it.

"As long as we cut off the ghost's head, we can destroy the ghost!"

Yakumo was slightly surprised to hear that.

Purgatory Kyojuro explained that Yakumo realized that the ghost hunters used a weapon called the sun wheel knife, which restrained evil spirits in terms of material.

In battle, you only need to decapitate the ghost to destroy the enemy.

Yakumo sighed in his heart, it turns out that he killed so hard because he used the wrong method.

It's really fun.

"Okay, I'll go ahead and hunt the cannibals."

finally…

Yakumo didn't take action to snatch the sun wheel sword in the hands of Purgatory Kyojuro. For him, slaying ghosts is nothing more than a few more knives.

Not a big problem.

That night, Yakumo continued to hunt evil spirits around with the perception of the mist of eternal sleep, while Purgatory Kyojuro couldn't keep up with Yakumo, so he could only wait in place temporarily.

The next day, the sun was born.

The two reunited.

Purgatory Kyojuro intends to lead Yakumo to the ghost killing team to meet with the master to discuss cooperation matters. After all, they have a common enemy, but unfortunately they are rejected by Yakumo. In his opinion, it is better to kill a few more ghosts with this time.

The two have been working together for half a month, and they have gotten to know each other a lot... Most importantly, Yakumo was also fully influenced by Purgatory Kyojuro's character, and the smiles on his face became more and more Simply perform ghost hunting missions, but enjoy the surrounding food during the day.

In the end... Purgatory Kyojuro still returned to the headquarters. He needed to explain Yakumo's ideas to the lord, and at the same time let the village of swordsmiths create a sun wheel knife that was exclusive to Yakumo.

Yakumo was slightly reluctant to part with Kyojuro.

The next day, he continued his original plan, constantly hunting down the cannibal evil spirits within the range of his perception, and at his speed, he was able to remove the evil spirits hidden in a city in two days.

Four months later, Purgatory Kyojuro went to Yakumo again.

Four months later, Purgatory Kyojuro hasn't changed, and he still wears his signature warm smile on his face.

The two gathered at the barbecue shop and ordered a whole table of food.

"I'm starting, delicious, delicious, delicious!"

Purgatory Kyojuro kept saying that it was delicious and quickly solved the barbecue in the pot, but Yakumo was faster than him.

At this time, there was only a golden phantom in his eyes, and finally nearly 80% of the food on the table entered Yakumo's stomach.

two hours later.

The two were burping and strolling down the street, carrying the herbal tea they bought at the barbecue shop to relieve tiredness.

"Hahaha, Brother Yakumo, what you have achieved in the past four months... far surpasses the nearly ten years of hard work by the Ghost Slayer team. Every time I think about it, it makes me a little ashamed!"

Purgatory Kyojuro spoke first, addressing Yakumo quite familiarly, with an eager smile on his face.

"You are greater..."

Yakumo shook his head. As his contacts with the Ghost Killing Squad increased, he realized that this group of seemingly peculiar and weird young people fought against the whole world with their weak flesh and blood, and they did not rely on the powerful. Force, but the determination and will to succeed one after another.

"Sorry, when I first met, I made a rash judgment and thought you were weak. Now I want to apologize, Xingjurou... You are not weak, even stronger than me."

The power of Yakumo here refers to the inner strength.

Because of Yakumo's approval, the smile on Xingjulang's face became more enthusiastic, and he raised his head and let out a hearty laugh, which attracted the surrounding pedestrians to slightly sideways.

The two returned to the hotel, in the usual double suite.

Purgatory Kyojuro removed the reason for this trip from his back.

Those are two sun-knives specially made for Yakumo.

Due to the special status of Yakumo.

The two sun-shaped knives were sent by him personally.

Yakumo took the wooden box and slowly opened it. Two straight sun-knives were lying in the soft yellow cloth. Compared with ordinary sun-knives, these two knives were wider and heavier. This was specially made by him. , in order to match his strength far exceeding that of ordinary ghost killer team members.

"Try it now."

Purgatory Kyojuro looked forward with anticipation, and the Japanese sword would change color according to the attributes of the user.

At this time, he was looking forward to what colors the two knives would show in Yakumo's hands.

Yakumo smiled lightly, grabbed the handle of the knife and slowly pulled out the sun blade, holding it flat on his chest to observe.

The craftsmanship of these two knives is excellent, and the blades are smooth without any bumps.

Obviously, after being built, it has also been quenched and polished with great care.

In Purgatory Xingjulang's expectant gaze, starting from the position close to the hilt, the blade edge is gradually replaced by pure white, until the entire blade edge becomes pure white. Due to the wider blade, it looks more like a pure white square ruler .

"Hahahaha... It's rare!"

Purgatory Kyojuro raised his head and let out a hearty laugh.

"I feel that Bai is a little scary."

Yakumo shook his head, and then grabbed another sun blade. In the eyes of the two, the blade was gradually transformed into pure white.

Pure white double-edged!

"My lord and I both think that you will be the hope to end the thousand-year history of cannibals. This pure white looks like the sun in the sky. It's really not your fault."

Purgatory Kyojuro patted Yakumo on the shoulder and stood up, the pattern at the end of the haori was like a flame that was leaping and burning.

"More than 40 passengers were missing on the Infinite Train. The lord suspected that there was an evil spirit committing a crime and sent me to investigate. How can we go together? There are a few good young people on this trip."

Yakumo heard the words and shook his head.

"I feel that there are some problems with the Bliss Sect in this city. I plan to visit it tonight."

In fact.

Yakumo had already locked on the evil spirit of the evil ghost, but because the evil ghost's aura was slightly stronger, Yakumo waited for the sun blade to get his hands on it.

Not cowardly, but cautious.

"Okay, stay safe!"

"You too... pay attention to safety."

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