One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

At the center of the flame.

The corpse puppet actually withstood the golden foxfire that was powerful enough to melt steel.

Step by step, with heavy gait, I walked out!

His armor was burning red-hot, but a strange black aura protected him.

What is most frightening is...

This expressionless corpse puppet, upon coming into contact with the foxfire...

A strange glint flashed in his empty eyes.

In Sakura's mental world.

Tamamo-no-Mae, who was originally lending her power, noticed the clan emblem on the corpse puppet's armor and the shape of the nodachi in its hand.

The enormous body stiffened.

An undisguised terror welled up in his eyes!

"The Lion King's Armor...that sword is...Dojigiri Yasutsuna?!"

Tamamo-no-Mae's voice trembled, carrying a deep-seated fear etched into her soul, as she screamed:

"No...no way...how could he be here?!"

"Big fox, what's wrong?!" Sakura noticed the fox spirit's unusual behavior and asked anxiously.

"Run! Sakura! Put away your foxfire and run!!!"

Tamamo-no-Mae roared hysterically, her voice filled with despair:

"That's the great demon slayer—Minamoto no Yorimitsu!!!"

"My foxfire is useless against him! His sword has slain countless demons' souls and is specifically designed to counter evil spirits!"

However, Tamamo-no-Mae's warning came too late.

“Minamoto...Yori...Mitsu…”

The corpse puppet's withered lips parted slightly, emitting a rough, hoarse sound.

He seemed to recognize the nauseating, demonic aura emanating from the foxfire.

This aura awakened the demon-slaying instincts that his body possessed in his previous life.

He slowly raised the Dojigiri Yasutsuna in his hand.

that moment.

The dark aura that was originally on the blade was now concealed.

The raging golden foxfire around them was actually forced open by that terrifying sword intent, creating a vacuum zone!

"cut."

There were no unnecessary fancy moves.

A sword strike that transcends hundreds of years.

"Hey!"

The black, crescent-shaped blade of light silently sliced ​​through the air.

As easily as cutting paper, it sliced ​​Sakura's Nine Revolutions Purgatory Fire Net in two!

The golden foxfire, powerful enough to incinerate mountains and boil seas, was directly suppressed by this single strike.

The blade's edge flashed, its momentum undiminished.

"boom!"

Sakura didn't even have time to make any defensive moves.

The fox tail phantom behind her was almost shattered by the aftershock of the blade's energy!

He was sent flying by the terrifying gust of wind generated by the flash of the blade.

"puff!"

Sakura coughed up a mouthful of blood, her golden eyes turning back to black.

Her petite body crashed heavily onto a stone pillar more than ten meters away.

Then, like a rag doll, it slid to the ground.

Life and death do not know.

"Sakura!!!"

Haidou, lying on the ground, let out a desperate roar and scrambled forward, trying to pounce on the attack.

The main hall fell silent once again.

Only the heavy footsteps of the corpse puppet, carrying its knife, could be heard as it began to stride forward again.

Zhang Chulan's hand, gripping the watermelon knife, was covered in a layer of cold sweat.

He looked at Minamoto no Yorimitsu, who was holding a knife in one hand and walking out of the shattered flames, his aura even more terrifying than before.

Then look at the Onmyoji corpse puppet on the other side, which hasn't moved at all.

"Old Wang..."

Zhang Chulan swallowed hard, his voice hoarse and strained:

"This time... it seems like Barbie Q is really going to be a reality."

Zhang Chulan's voice trembled in the empty hall.

He wasn't afraid of fighting to the death, but he was afraid of battles where there was absolutely no hope.

Sakura's "Foxfire Nuclear Explosion" attack just now looked incredibly powerful.

The results of it?

They simply retaliated and shattered the ultimate move.

What the hell is this ball game?!

"What's the panic!"

Wang Ye gritted his teeth and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He took out two pieces of jade from his wide sleeves and held them in his palm.

"It's not time to write our wills yet! No matter how powerful these old fogies were when they were alive, they're just inanimate objects clinging to life by formations now."

"I don't believe they won't run out of steam!"

Wang Ye glanced at the Japanese team lying in the distance, then looked at Zhuge Qing and Zhang Lingyu, who were also on high alert beside him.

"Old Qing, Junior Uncle, please don't hold back."

"If we don't break these two old bones today, none of us will be able to go back and report to the clerk."

"Right on my mind."

Zhuge Qing closed his fan, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

On the other side, William also got up from the ground.

His handsome face was covered in dirt, and his blue eyes were full of anger.

"Fuck! The ancestors of these Japanese were monsters!"

William took a deep breath, and the blue energy blades on his arms condensed again, even more dazzling than before.

He looked at Zhang Chulan, his tone revealing a resolute determination:

"Brother Chu Lan! Now is not the time to argue about who contributed more! If we don't fight with all our might, we'll all die!"

"Alright! Let's not hide our cards anymore!"

Chapter 403 Bare-handedly confronting the demonic blade! A farewell with no way out for the youths!

The mist on the altar had somehow become permeated with a thick, pungent smell of blood.

"Let's give it our all!"

Zhang Chulan ripped open his collar and pressed it against the purple-gold lightning mark on his left chest.

Wang Ye and the others also prepared to activate the lightning seals left for them by Zhang Tianyi.

the other side.

William also struck his heart with a powerful blow.

His blood was boiling, and he was ready for a final, desperate fight.

Just as these three parties were about to reveal their final cards.

"boom--!"

A loud bang suddenly came from the other side of the hall.

Accompanying this strange sound was a piercing, heart-wrenching scream:

"Acheng!!!"

Zhang Chulan paused, his hand on his chest still, and instinctively turned his head.

His gaze pierced through the billowing dust and smoke, and when he finally saw the scene clearly, his pupils contracted sharply, and he felt a chill run down his spine.

Beside the stone pillar on the right side of the main hall.

Makoto Ito, who is usually the least noticeable member of the group and always walks quietly at the back.

now.

It was like a broken wall of flesh, blocking Kamo Kaito and Ashiya Ryo's way.

His incredibly tough and physically robust body.

It appears exceptionally fragile in the face of Minamoto no Yorimitsu's "Dojigiri Yasutsuna" demon sword.