35 Chapter 35: Ambush.
"Bang!"
On the dark street, two fast-flashing figures are constantly shuttling through the dust.
"Bang!"
From time to time, a little spark splashed.
"...I can't keep up!"
Rengoku Kyojuro stood on the other side of the street, his hands tightly holding the Nichirin Sword, his eyes constantly following the vague movements of the two, and cold sweat flowed from his forehead.
This is, Upper Rank One.
His gaze looked at Tanjuro who was confronting Kokushibo.
And, what is the real strength of Hashira?
His eyes suddenly brightened!
So that's it! The gap between me and the Hashira is so big!
Rengoku Kyojuro suddenly realized.
He originally wanted to help, but suddenly found that with his speed, he could not effectively cause damage.
Instead, it will hindrance.
Damn it!
Effort is not enough!
But even so, he absolutely cannot let Tanjuro confront Upper Rank One alone.
So, Kyojuro chose to watch with the sword, trying to move the sword at the right time.
At the same time, he also let his crow go to find other team members to inform the news, and return to the headquarters to bring back the intelligence.
Not far away.
Kanroji Mitsuri was hiding in the ruins, she was holding the last bomb in her hand, and from time to time she peeked at Kokushibo's direction.
And looked down at the countdown of the bomb in her hand with a full head of sweat.
...
At the same time.
During the time when Tanjuro and Kyojuro were fighting Lower Rank Two, the rest of the team members had already dismantled all the bombs.
Now what's left is only the bomb in Kanroji Mitsuri's hand.
The rest of the team members, after being informed by the crow that "Upper Rank One appears, stay in place", they all looked at each other incredulously.
"Upper Rank One?"
"How is it possible..."
"...Upper Rank demon, how could it appear here?!"
Some people were surprised and talked nonsense.
"No, to be honest, it is possible for Upper Rank demon to appear anywhere."
There are also people with serious expressions, staring blankly at the ground.
"We have been training for so long, and we have not really been put to use."
"In the end, I'll only be a burden to Rengoku-san and that Kamado-san."
Creak...
He lowered his head, tightly clutching his clothes, the tips of his fingers turned white.
The rest of the team members were in a panic.
"Hmm?"
"...If we stay, who will notify the headquarters?"
A swordsman wearing a traditional black uniform, his eyebrows furrowed, he suddenly said such a thing in the midst of the tense crowd.
The next moment.
Slap!
"Ouch!"
Someone next to him raised his hand and chopped it hard in the middle of his head, saying angrily with a look of disappointment:
"Idiot!"
"Is your crow just for show!"
...
...
On the street.
"Bang!"
Sparks flew everywhere, Kokushibo's sword collided with Tanjuro's once again, making a crisp sound.
Plop.
But after this collision, he jumped back sharply, instantly widening the distance between them.
He landed near the ruins not far away.
Kokushibo raised his sword, keeping the sword in front of him, his deep red hair tips slightly fluttering, his six pupils thoughtfully looking at Tanjuro.
So that's how it is...
His gaze slowly moved to the pitch-black Kusabimaru in Tanjuro's hand.
This guy... can also see... the world in my eyes...
Using that kind of transparent vision... to accurately judge my attack, and then deflect my attack in an instant...
This disgusting feeling of not being able to cut no matter how you swing the sword, that's how it came...
Although this is incredible... but it is also an indisputable fact...
Click.
Kokushibo slightly lowered his sword, a puff of white steam came out of his mouth.
In that case...
I'm going to first...
Swish!
Kokushibo's figure standing in place was a blur, turning into a rushing shadow and rushing towards Tanjuro!
Plop!
He was carrying a gust of wind! He appeared in front of Tanjuro in an instant with a speed that had never erupted before, and the sword in his hand was raised high!
Kokushibo's gaze was fixed on Kusabimaru in Tanjuro's hand!
First, break your sword...!
Tanjuro stared closely at Kokushibo's movements, observing the tension and relaxation of the muscles in his body.
Although the breathing in his lungs was concealed, Tanjuro still detected Kokushibo's true intention.
——Break Kusabimaru?
Watching Kokushibo, who rushed to his front in an instant, Tanjuro quickly raised his sword to block!
This time, it was different from the normal sword collision.
Kokushibo deliberately twisted his wrist slightly and pressed down hard!
The sword that should have collided with the sword, at this moment, was directly hitting the side of Kusabimaru's sword!
Tanjuro saw through Kokushibo's idea, but he didn't dodge.
Instead, he just maintained the same posture and let Kokushibo make this attack.
That's right, a sword, under normal circumstances, as long as it is hit from the side, it is very easy to break.
But, only under normal circumstances.
Just see the next moment.
"Bang!"
Kokushibo's arm used all his strength, the wide-eyed sword slashed down hard! Heavily chopped on Kusabimaru's sword!
Different from the dull sound of deflection, the powerful force penetrated the ground, even kicking up a piece of dust.
Before the dust settled, Kokushibo's pupils shrank sharply, and he was startled.
The touch of the sword in his hand told him - that sword was not shattered!
Hiss - swish!
Kusabimaru, which should have been broken, at this moment, actually used the side of the sword to stick to his sword, and went straight up along the sword!
The sword and the sword rubbed quickly, making a harsh scraping sound, and sparks burst out in an instant!
Tanjuro sank his waist, exerted force with his arms, and forcefully jabbed upwards with his sword!
Taking advantage of the moment when Kokushibo was fully suppressed, and the flaws exposed when his emotions changed.
Only this instant!
"Hiss——!"
"Sun Breathing·Twelfth Form"
"Flame Dance——Enbu"!
Boom! Boom!
The hot and dazzling flames burst from the sword instantly, and the gorgeous sun flames gushed along the sword!
The next moment!
Puchi!
The sound of the sword entering the flesh came from Kokushibo's body!
Crimson blood splashed from the sword!
"Heh...!"
Kamado Tanjuro tightly held the hilt of Kusabimaru, he took a step forward, and the whole person's weight was on the sword!
The Kusabimaru wrapped in the sun flames entered the flesh from Kokushibo's arm that was chopped down, pouring a strong force to cut the flesh, and picked it up towards his neck!
"Heh...!!" Kokushibo's expression became hideous for the first time, the blue veins burst on his face, and he looked at the sword that had cut into his body.
His body stiffened slightly!
The golden pupils shrank to a point! It seemed that there were only six red sclera left in the six eyes!
He grinned, sharp fangs protruded from the corners of his mouth, and most of his arm had lost consciousness.
"Roar!!!" Kokushibo opened his mouth, the sharp teeth were entwined with viscous saliva, he stood up and roared to the sky.
He twisted his head violently to the side!
Puchi!
The sword that was picking up with the flames, Tanjuro suddenly felt a light in his hand!
Then.
Plop!
A half of the arm that was cut off from between the middle finger and the ring finger fell to the ground, splashing blood.
Whoosh!
Kokushibo's figure disappeared from Tanjuro's front instantly!
He covered his right arm and jumped back to the corner at the other end of the street.
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