Tokyo Swordmaster Online Dealer

"its name"

"Baqi!"

Upon hearing this, Uesugi Kiyoshi glanced sideways, with a hint of surprise and fear in his eyes.

Indeed, this name can be said to be famous all over the world.

Of course, he is famous all over the world as a "villain", "disaster", "monster" and "god of disaster".

In the secret scrolls of the Collectibles Association, "Yamata no Orochi" is described in a separate volume.

The name of the Yamata no Orochi is generally referred to as "おろち". In ancient times, when describing the name of a certain existence, very intuitive words were generally used to describe its characteristics.

The name of Yamata no Orochi consists of three characters, which respectively represent "mountain", "link" and "spiritual power".

It can be interpreted as "something that shakes the mountains and seas" or "something that connects spiritual power."

No matter which one it is, it has capabilities that cannot be underestimated.

Similarly, as a ghost god, the Yamata-no-Orochi is mentioned in both the "Kojiki" and the "Nihonshoki", and it is mentioned in countless Japanese film and television works. In this country, its popularity is indeed very high. In the dream mirror, it is probably as these monks said, extremely difficult to kill.

Uesugi Kiyoshi felt a little surprised, but he was not scared by the name.

He just thought of something.

Yamata no Orochi is in the shape of a snake.

He had seen quite a few snake-like, extraordinary and evil beings.

"Jörmungandr" was first observed in Ryunosuke Akutagawa's dream mirror, and there was also Hydra, the "Outer God" who was killed by him and whose soul returned.

He just remembered that the rotten smell he had just smelled seemed to be something he had smelled before.

Those "snake"-shaped gods seem to have this smell.

"Is it a common trait among snakes? Or..."

“I hope I’m overthinking it.”

With the name "Yaki" in his mind, Uesugi Kiyoshi had no intention of retreating.

"Master, don't worry. Just wait and see what I can do."

He took another step forward, and the monk-robed figures all looked worried.

They looked at each other and the leader continued speaking.

"Little layman, you don't know that the Yamata no Orochi has been rumored since ancient times to have eight heads and eight tails, and can transform into eight different forms, each with its own magical powers."

"The one suppressed by Daitokuji was one of the Eight Kages of Yagi. This clone is the best at bewitching people."

"I don't know how many young people have been bewitched by this evil spirit and turned into his puppets. I have no choice but to kill his disciples. It is really tormenting in my heart."

"The young monk is young, but his swordsmanship is very sharp. He is a talented person. You must not easily sacrifice your life here. It will not be too late to suppress this beast when the young monk's swordsmanship is perfected."

The old monk kept muttering, and every word he said was full of goodwill. He even used some roundabout words, trying to persuade Uesugi Kiyoshi.

But that was not what Uesugi Kiyoshi was thinking about.

"To deceive people? Hmph, Monk Mingkong seems to be using the same method to manipulate those mortal gangs."

"Yamata no Orochi."

"That makes sense."

"Shuten once mentioned that he is the son of the god of Mount Ibuki, the Yamata no Orochi. I remember that he has a title, the Daimyojin of Mount Ibuki. I guess it's not groundless."

"That monk's indestructible golden body of the Son of God is probably the bait thrown by Yaqi to seduce him!"

"He is also related to Shuten."

Many mysteries were solved, and Uesugi Kiyoshi felt a little better.

Compared to strong enemies, what he hates most is the "unknown".

He looked around, seeing the Buddha's light shining all over the sky, raised his palms in salute, and his expression became solemn.

"Just now in the present world, a master led me to this pagoda. He did not avoid me. He must have confidence in the seal of this pagoda."

"Now that the masters have also advised me kindly and not forcibly expelled me, I think there is a way to deal with this Yaqi."

"In that case, why not let me give it a try."

"If I show any abnormality, I will be bewitched by this evil spirit. Everyone, please kill me first. I will have no complaints!"

These words were as decisive as a sword drawn from its sheath.

The six old monks were startled and looked at Uesugi Kiyoshi's clear eyes in silence.

The young swordsman smiled slightly, said no more, and took a light step into the "Buddha net" surrounded by six monks.

At that moment, the golden light was blocked out from the world, and everything in front of the eyes was dark.

The statue covered in black cloth was trembling as if it was coming alive.

Uesugi Kiyoshi tilted his head and smiled wickedly.

He is not like the protagonist in the movie, waiting for the boss to make the first move.

He bent down to gather strength, held the Ghost Cut in reverse, stepped forward instantly, and made a backhand slash.

The statue, along with the black cloth, was cut in half.

The snake statue was shattered on the ground, its scales reflecting a faint inky light, its fangs ferocious, but there was a bit of inappropriate surprise on the snake's cold-blooded face.

He didn't seem to expect that he would be cut in half so cleanly by the visitor.

The fragments of the statue turned into black mist, condensed into a ball, and slowly formed a human shape.

Uesugi Kiyoshi didn't expect to be able to behead the legendary "Yakita" with just one blow. He watched with interest as the black mist condensed and finally transformed into a feminine man in gorgeous clothes.

He had a pale face, a pair of reptilian vertical pupils, and although his expression was a little gloomy, he was a first-rate handsome man, with long hair loose and a gorgeous kimono set off by the black mist, looking very imposing.

The feminine man stared at Uesugi Kiyoshi, pondered for half a second, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Ha boy"

"Is it power you desire?"

Before he finished speaking, a sword flashed.

From his right shoulder to his left abdomen, under the incredulous gaze of the feminine man, his entire body was split into two halves again.

Uesugi Kiyoshi passed by sideways, put away his knife, turned around, and raised his eyebrows.

"Have you seen through my desires? Or are you just guessing?"

"It is true that I desire power."

"But, is this the level of the legendary Yaki?"

"Then you don't have enough strength to make a deal with me."

Shaking his sword, Uesugi Kiyoshi spoke with extreme sarcasm, showing no sign of being shaken.

There was no blood, nor was there any tragic sight of internal organs scattered everywhere.

The sword flashed everywhere, and it was true that the feminine man's body was split into two, but then the wound healed again at a rapid speed, as if the sword had never come.

The feminine man also turned around, and there was already a hint of anger in his eyes as he looked at Uesugi Kiyoshi.

"I am a person who loves talents. Your ability is much better than those big and small bald donkeys. If you are willing to help me, I will help you become a god. How about it?"

These words were very straightforward, but to Uesugi Kiyoshi they sounded like the whisper of a devil from the abyss, very tempting - the temptation was not in the words themselves, but a spiritual technique, a means of moving people's hearts.

There was a low inexplicable murmur in my ears, my eyelids drooped a little, and the image of the feminine man in front of me became softer and softer.

If one is not strong-willed, he would have fallen into the trap of [Yaki] long ago.

Uesugi Kiyoshiya almost died, but it was the statue of himself in the mirage deep in his heart that provided him with a cool breath, which suddenly woke him up and realized that he had not lost his mind.

"An attack on the soul, a mental suppression."

“Huh, if it weren’t for the Lord of a Hundred Ghosts’ Steps to Godhood protecting my mind, I’m afraid I would have been robbed of my mind by him.”

"Just one sentence can have such power?"

"No wonder these monks are so nervous. If this thing escapes from its cage, it won't be long before this country becomes its puppet."

"It's too dangerous, he must die!"

The confusion in Uesugi's eyes flashed away, and then the infinite murderous intent that surged out made the Yaqi incarnation opposite him feel a little frightened.

Of course, this feminine man was more shocked.

"The Heart-stealing Demon couldn't even shake his mind?!"

"Impossible! Even those old monks who have been practicing Buddhism for many years can only retreat when they encounter this trick!"

"Why does this kid have such a strong mind?"

Before he could come up with an answer, Onikiri was at his neck.

He thrust forward, then turned to a horizontal cut, and then turned his robe. After his body moved, he used a returning wind stab to score twice.

In an instant, Uesugi cleared out five swords.

He used Inugami's "Evil is Cut", and a dazzling red light shone on Onikiri, but after the snake demon incarnation was torn into pieces, the red light on Onikiri quickly dimmed and lost its luster, as if it had been contaminated.

"Useless? As expected."

"Sure enough, the power level of the Inugami is still not enough for the so-called Yamata no Orochi?"

"But it's not a wasted effort. I can probably tell what kind of resurrection ability he has."

"It's not rebirth or healing. It's not a physical entity!"

"A simple sword is useless against him, and the power to slay evil is not enough."

The dark fog gathered together, and the pale and feminine man showed obvious anger between his brows.

He grinned, revealing his sharp teeth as sharp as bones, stuck out his tongue, licked his lips, and his golden vertical pupils condensed into a slit.

As his expression changed, it seemed as if even the air froze, and the golden Buddha light around him became dim, like a candle in the wind, dying.

Thick fog filled the air, and a sickening smell of decay rose from nowhere, filling the sealed space.

When Uesugi Kiyorie bent down, it felt like he was carrying a weight of several hundred kilograms on his back.