Invincible in the world, starting with the ghost curse

"Breath of Flame - Form Nine: Purgatory!"

The ready-to-strike Purgatory Kyojuro was surrounded by hellfire, and rushed forward with a force and speed that was terrifying enough to smash everything. In front of him, the flames formed the head of a giant dragon, sweeping away everything!

Without dodging or evading, Ji Guoyuan gathered a lot of energy from his feet, and his whole body turned into an afterimage, flying out like lightning. He raised the Sun Wheel Sword, and the red blade was filled with the breath of destruction. The extreme pressure made the flames retreat!

He wants to take this ultimate move head-on!

boom! ! !

Balls of flames exploded quickly and then drifted in all directions. The lush forest was slowly ignited. Smoke and dust filled the area where the two sides fought, and sand and rocks were flying everywhere!

Woohoo!

The sound of howling wind came from the place where the two people were connected. The two people looked at each other in silence. A column of blood spurted out from Rengoku Kyojuro's shoulder, adding a bit of color to the charred land in front of them.

Looking at the unharmed Tsugikuni Yoriichi, Rengoku Kyojuro said loudly.

"You are indeed very strong! As expected of the foremost Breathing Swordsman! I am no match for you!"

It’s not that Breathing of Flame is not as good as Breathing of Sun, but that Rengoku Kyojuro is not as good as Tsugakuni Yoriichi. This reality did not make him feel frustrated, but he was just thinking about how to optimize Breathing of Flame in the future.

Tick, tick...

Blood flowed, dyeing Rengoku Kyojuro's entire upper body red. The Breathing of Fire circulated rapidly, and the air flow gathered on the wound to try to stop the bleeding, but the effect was not ideal. The knife was too fast and too strong, and the hot blade destroyed all the meridians around the wound.

Even though the blood was flowing, Rengoku Kyojuro's orange-yellow eyes were still bright, and his warm and sunny temperament did not change because of the injury. He held the Nichirin Sword tightly in both hands.

"Ever since I learned what happened later, I've felt immense guilt. I didn't fight alongside them during their most difficult times, and I didn't fulfill my responsibilities as a pillar."

Tsugakuni Yoriichi was stunned for a moment, then he smiled. The Rengoku Kyojuro in front of him was so similar to his past self. Tsugakuni Yoriichi, who understood his mission, felt extremely guilty and painful for not being able to kill Muzan Kibutsuji and causing his brother to defect.

"But someone once told me that responsibility is something you have, and I have mine, so there's no need to blame yourself, Rengoku Kyojuro. You've fulfilled your responsibilities and done a great job."

His gradually weakened arms trembled slightly, and Rengoku Kyojuro slowly put down the Nichirin Sword, and he also smiled.

"In these final moments, I want to burn like a flame with all my might, with one slash! Please give me your guidance!"

In a trance, Rengoku Kyojuro saw his tearful father standing in front of his grave, constantly blaming himself. He also seemed to see the words his mother entrusted to him before she died.

"Kyojuro, you are strong, so you must protect the weak and fulfill your mission..."

Mother, have I completed the mission I should have completed...

The black back of the knife and the orange-red blade dimmed, but the faint airflow invisibly covered the Sun Wheel Sword. The flame quickly shrank above the tip of the knife, and the temperature in the area was much higher than before.

There was only a little light on the tip of the knife, but the crisis of death filled the heart of Yoriichi Tsugikuni. To put it bluntly, he was still a human being.

coming!

The tip of the knife dragged across the ground, and with a loud bang, a deep trench appeared on the battlefield. Rengoku Kyojuro stepped forward quickly, and raised the long knife fiercely!

Tear it apart!

The tip of the knife cut through the air, and the forest in the distance spontaneously combusted without any fire. The world was silent, and there was no explosion. However, on the red haori of Tsugakuni Yoshiichi, who dodged the attack, a little bit of charred black quickly began to spread, and turned into dust and dissipated with the wind.