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Li Fuyao flicked her sleeves lightly and clenched her slender white hands into fists. There was a hint of green fluorescence in her eyes. At the same time, a huge green lantern shadow appeared behind her. She did not hide her intention from Uesugi Kiyoshi and took in Uesugi Kiyoshi's complex expression.

The girl smiled sweetly.

"I'll just help you a little bit~"

She said so, and as soon as she spoke, the world turned upside down.

The originally dazzling blood-red sunlight turned into a dark blue color, and ghostly fires were burning all over the mountains and plains.

"The dim light will never fade, and the green lamp will never go out!"

"A cowardly soul has no value in existence. Turn it into the nourishment of Hyakumonogatari!"

The girl murmured, and the blue-green will-o'-the-wisp suddenly expanded and spread in an instant, from a point to a line, and then to the surface of the entire space.

At this moment, the world is occupied by dark blue.

The next second, the ghostly blue fire disappeared without a trace, and so did the seemingly countless ghosts that were blocking the road.

It was as if those living ghosts and gods had never existed. There was silence on Dajiang Mountain, with only the sound of the wind sobbing persistently.

What was slightly different from before was that the phantom of the green lamp behind Li Fuyao seemed to be a little brighter.

Uesugi Qing raised his eyebrows, and the surprise in his eyes was not concealed at all.

"The Lord of the Hundred Tales, the Great Monster, Aoandon."

This thought came to his mind subconsciously.

There was no mistake. Even if the Hundred Demons Scroll didn't give him any hints, he would have been able to recognize it.

That lantern and the ghostly light covering the mountains and rivers are the best proof.

Uesugi Kiyoshi clearly remembered that on the One Hundred Demons Scroll, behind his self-portrait, there was a green lamp floating beside him, and on it sat a woman in blue whose face could not be seen clearly.

But why didn't the Hundred Demons Scroll give any hints? Even a blind person could see that this girl from the Celestial Empire who had saved him and whose background was extraordinary must be related to the great demon Qing Xing.

Before he could come up with a conclusion, Li Fuyao's face turned pale, he staggered and almost fell.

Uesugi Kiyoshi was quick to move and grasped her arm. The arm felt warm and soft to his touch, but he had no time to feel it. He just asked with some concern.

"Fuyao. You! Are you okay?"

Li Fuyao's smile was a little forced, but this weak look made her even more lovable and attractive.

"I'm fine, I just consumed a lot. Although these are not presentable items, the quantity is indeed quite large."

"Leave me alone, Qing. I'm not here to trip you up."

Li Fuyao supported himself and stood up, pushing Uesugi Kiyoshi with a little force.

"Go ahead and cut off the unbearable feelings in your heart."

Li Fuyao's quiet and gentle smile fell into Uesugi Kiyoshi's eyes, and he felt that anything he said would be redundant.

This girl seems to know herself better than anyone else.

She knew that he had hatred in his heart and was stubborn by nature. If he didn't let go of this anger, he would probably be depressed and unhappy on the road of cultivation in the future. There was a threshold.

So, she put all her efforts into paving a path for herself without any hesitation.

She pushed herself, who was supposed to support her, hard, allowing the young swordsman to cut through the delusions in his heart.

Shang Shanqing's lips moved, but he was interrupted by Li Fuyao's chuckle.

"You're welcome."

She knew what was going on and blocked Uesugi Kiyoshi's words of thanks.

"Go ahead, don't let the Ghost King wait for you too long."

"If you really want to thank me, give me victory as a gift."

"I am also a warrior girl, and I like to collect stories."

"Let me write the story of your victorious return into my story~"

"Just think of it as winning for me."

Uesugi Kiyoshi's eyes flickered several times, and he responded vaguely from his throat, with the corners of his mouth twitching slightly. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He just turned his back, ruthlessly made up his mind, and transformed all his emotions into a desire to fight against the Ghost King whom he had yet to meet.

Now he has one more reason to win.

"wait me back."

After saying this, Uesugi Kiyoshi suddenly felt that this scene was somewhat familiar, but his body was faster than his reaction, driving him forward towards the top of the mountain.

Li Fuyao was still trying to hold up his shaky body, but the smile on his face was brighter than ever.

"Qing, you must return victoriously."

"Just like the stories of how you brought me victory countless times."

She slowly steadied her body, her eyes looked towards the top of Mt. Dajiang, and then seemed to break through the limitations of space and look at another world.

The smile spread out, but unconsciously it took on a bit of weirdness, winding like a picture on her now somewhat sickly face, making her look a bit arrogant.

The jade palms slightly closed, and the green lamp flickered.

Li Fuyao seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be making some oath.

"clear"

"This time, I won't let you die before me."

"I! Swear!!"

When the girl's resolute words fell quietly, Uesugi Kiyoshi looked up as if he sensed something.

The road has come to an end.

There were ruins all around and in front of it was a dilapidated Buddhist temple.

The gate of the Buddhist temple was wide open, and an old bronze bell was placed in the middle of the courtyard by someone unknown.

In front of the bronze bell, a majestic figure sat on the ground.

With unbridled red hair and a huge ghost gourd on his back, he exudes the aura of a king.

He picked up the huge wine bowl, drank the deep red wine in one gulp, then looked up indifferently, his eyes full of madness quietly meeting Uesugi Kiyoshi's calm eyes.

After one look, he burst into a long laugh, with murderous intent and anger faintly mixed in his laughter, which even made the bronze bells ring.

"You finally came."

"I ruined my plans. I protected the swordsman who won the favor of the Lord of the Hundred Tales."

"I feel like I've seen you somewhere before. Is it an illusion?"

"I'll think about it later after I'm so annoyed!"

"Since you have taken away my sacrifice, I will use you to replace it!"

Before he finished speaking, the Ghost King of Mount Dajiang stood up.

The sound of swords being unsheathed was endless, and the young man, full of fighting spirit, had already drawn his sword first!

Chapter 138: The Son of Buddha

Uesugi Kiyoshi was too lazy to waste time talking.

What about the blood debt of innocent people, what about the lives of the Yokota family, and what about Fuyao's great help.

There is no need to say any of this.

Everything has been transformed into unparalleled power, hidden in this sword.

The night wind howled in the air, the sound was eerie and miserable. On the dome of Dajiang Mountain, the blood-red sun was hidden in the clouds at some point, and was replaced by a cold golden moon hanging high in the sky.

Under the moonlight, the light of a knife competes with it.

In a flash, the flowing clouds were stopped and the sky was shocked. Just as Shuten-doji stood up, the blade was already three inches in front of him.

The somewhat dilapidated sword was emitting a faint purple glow from Onikiri, like a poisonous snake hunting.

Hidden, efficient, fast, inconspicuous, but deadly.

Niten Ichiryu, The Book of Five Rings, The Scroll of Water, The Sword Technique.

Crazy attack——Tiger Storm enters.

Tiger, fierce, cruel, the king of the mountains.

Lan means storm.

Like a tiger or a storm, they swarmed in. This move was a self-sacrificing skill, and it was also the most ferocious self-sacrificing skill that Uesugi Kiyoshi had ever learned.

Niten Ichiryu is a kendo school founded by the sword saint Miyamoto Musashi. It is famous for its two-sword style, but it also has volumes on the tachi.

His sword skills are famous for his self-sacrifice skills.

"Who can stop a young samurai from dying?" This is what Miyamoto Musashi said, and he perfectly integrated this sentence into his kendo.

The burning look in Uesugi Kiyoshi's eyes was a determination to die.

This sword attack was in the middle section, aiming at Shuten-doji's vital part on the chest. Uesugi Kiyoshi subsequently prepared at least three changes of moves, a combination of five consecutive techniques, which could target his throat, lower abdomen, and genitals. Even if this sword attack failed, the subsequent sword moves would come like a storm.

As for the opponent's counterattack, he didn't intend to care. Even if the enemy punched his heart, he would first chop off Shuten-doji's head with a knife.

In Kendo, momentum is very important, and the first move at the beginning is even more important.

Shuten-doji witnessed the sword coming at him as brightly as starlight, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"It's really... a familiar aura, and a familiar sword."

Without hesitation, he turned his palm into a sword, smiled grimly, and chopped the oncoming sword with his palm.

The sword, which was at the end of its strength, let out a mournful cry as it could not bear the heavy weight, and in an instant it turned into pieces of gold and iron and scattered everywhere.

The purple light cut through Shuten-douji's arm relentlessly, with remarkable results. That strong arm had become a bloody mess, but looking at Shuten-douji's expression, he didn't care at all.

Shuten, the demon king of Oeyama, is a great monster who lives in strong liquor and fighting, and such minor injuries are commonplace for him.

Uesugi Kiyoshi's expression froze, but he did not panic. He decisively dropped his sword and continued to rush forward without giving up, crashing into Shuten Douji's chest. He swung his arms roundly, punched his lower abdomen with his left fist, and bent his right arm at the elbow, hitting his left chest like thunder.

Baji's cannon hammer and top elbow.