In the blood-colored lake, the bubbles of dreams burst one by one, losing the support of Fengjin's divine power. These fragile dreams left only one sentence, half a hazy murmur, mourning the final passing of the god.
Then, the curses and monsters that were not absorbed by Osawa, these filth that were parasitic in the pure realm, also followed and died.
——The entire pure domain began to collapse irreversibly.
In the distant sky, there was a mournful cry like a falling whale, and a copper bell broke and fell. With a "clang", it fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
This magical weapon that had followed the God of Toyojin for a long time had lost all its spiritual charm.
The grand scene of Fengjin knocking on it with his own hands in the past will never happen again.
"The gods of the past, even after their death, their legacy is still so magnificent."
Yamamori Masako sighed sincerely: "This hatred forged by faith and gift has come to an end. Qinggui, did you hear it? This mountain finally stopped crying."
His eyes fell on Qing Keisuke's neck again, and a vague murderous intention had already enveloped Qing Keisuke.
Qing Keisuke himself gave up that huge power - was it because he was asking for help, or was he trying to lure him into action?
Qing Keisuke's method of space jumping also exceeded his expectations. Among the secret arts he knew, there was no space-related spell that could be cast without chanting.
Therefore, mountain boys are more vigilant.
And he can easily use spiritual resonance to destroy the foundation of false gods, and finally instructs the stars to bury the gods, which means that Qing Keisuke has an unknown and deadly secret technique.
"Where are you from?" he asked curiously.
"Tokyo."
Qing Keisuke lowered his head, his shimmering eyes were now stained with the coldness of the stars, and his tone became as cold as iron.
"Kukai Private High School, second year student."
Yamamori Masako couldn't help being speechless when he heard this, and then laughed loudly.
"Isn't this just a little kid?"
"Yeah?"
Qing Keisuke absorbed all of Osawa's blood and remaining spirituality, and used the water as the base to carefully forge a red broad sword. The sharp edges on both sides grew ferocious fangs.
——The stone sword that can be easily grasped is obviously no longer able to support this level of battle.
Qing Keisuke lowered his head to examine it, and then nodded with satisfaction. Although the forging material had lost its divinity, it was quite qualified to be used as a temporary consumable.
He raised the blade of his sword and extended an invitation to the Sword Master.
"It's your turn now, old man."
The fangs on the sword seemed to have inherited the madness cursed by Daze Mountain, greedily thirsting for flesh and blood.
"Oh?"
Yamamori Masako's pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately felt the aura of being the same kind as each other.
It is not any secular status, nor is it an honorary title, but a pure act——.
The sword let out a cheerful roar, and I couldn't wait to draw it out to compete with the enemy!
"It's really interesting. What is such a sword...?"
Yamamori Masako couldn't understand Aoi Keisuke's sword at all. It was not a sword that was understood from nature, borrowed from the soul, or the power of the world, but the violent and murderous aura was already overflowing.
"Is it just fun?"
Aoi Keisuke chuckled, he gently lifted the sword, then raised it up, pointing the sword tip to the sky, and then gently held the second half of the sword hilt with his left hand.
At this moment, the blood-colored broadsword seemed to have lost its shape in an instant, and seemed to suddenly explode into countless particles invisible to the naked eye, spreading to every corner of the space.
Afterwards, Qing Keisuke exhaled the breath from his chest heavily, greedily and unrestrainedly absorbing the spirituality of Hanako No. 1, so that his whole body was covered with sharp black spells.
The vast white light shines, and the glorious sword power comes here!
Countless particles gathered in his hands again, becoming even more ferocious.
"cut!"
The bloody broad sword suddenly struck down, as if a tall bloody god followed Qing Keisuke's movements and raised his knees and stamped them down hard.
Yamamori Masako felt a terrifying will that overwhelmed every inch of space. Before the sword light fell, it had already overwhelmed all his momentum.
He did not hesitate to parry with his sword horizontally, and the force of the sword, which was as heavy as a mountain, was natural. Even Daze Mountain was under his control without knowing it.
The next moment, the broad sword fell.
With a loud "boom", the ground beneath Masamoto Yamamori's feet shattered into pieces, and then traces of the force that flowed through after the collision between the two were revealed, flying like sand and dust.
The sword energy shattered, and the shining broken light decomposed again in the air, and finally disappeared.
Yamamori Masako gritted his teeth, his expression became extremely ferocious, and all the muscles and spirituality in his body were mobilized, and it seemed that he could barely block Aoi Keisuke's sword.
He saw Qing Keisuke looking down at him, with an expression that was a thousand times more arrogant than his inner self as a sword master!
The sword that emerged from this is so powerful!
Before Masako Yamamori learned fast swords, he was known as the best defensive swordsman, but his hard-fought parries were almost defeated by such a young man?!
The famous sword trembled slightly, conveying the owner's surprise and excitement at this time.
"Ever since the Sword Master was divided into autonomous regions, this kind of opponent...it's been a long time coming!"
Although he is already an old man, the vitality in his body is as strong as a furnace. Even if he withstands Qing Keisuke's sword head-on, he is only shocked, but more... on the contrary, he feels the excitement that he has not seen for a long time!
With just one strike of the sword, you can realize the power Aoi Keisuke possesses.
"True mountain flow, Yamamori Shojo! Come on!"
The sword master's sharp edge suddenly appeared at this moment, and a huge amount of spirituality gathered on him. His sword and Qing Keisuke's sword were separated by an inch, and then collided violently.
"This is the Tyrant Sword."
"Tyrant?"
The two exchanged dozens of blows in an instant, and the sleeves of their arms were shattered at the same time. The broken fangs on the bloody broadsword pierced the ground, turning into a "wedge" secretly set by Qing Keisuke. Just wait for the opportunity, and maybe he will win.
key.
"What a fitting name!"
Yamamori Masako laughed, finally understanding the great power maintained in Qing Keisuke's sword - this will to rule over everything and despise all swordsmanship!
Arrogant and rebellious to the extreme!
What qualifications does his own disciple have to let such a genius try the sword?
In a trance, Yamamori Masako seemed to see the one-word whale from the past, and the regret of not being able to seek help from him as he wished at that time reappeared in his heart.
But unfortunately, he could only miss it again, because he had reached the pinnacle of his skills and the last stage of his life.
"..."
He raised his head and looked at Qing Keisuke. At this time, Qing Keisuke had absorbed too much of Hanako No. 1's spirituality, and his whole person had become ghost-like, with pale skin and lifeless appearance, like a noble prince who had walked out of the underworld.
Hearing the praise from Yamamori Masako, he just smiled silently and was not touched by the change in the sword master's attitude.
——The so-called tyrant is the eternally arbitrary self!
He raised his broad sword and made the fangs on both sides become more ferocious. He completely ignored the damage caused by Hanako's spirituality and invited the sword master to continue fighting.
"Then, this is the last sword today."
Seeing this, Yamamori Masako nodded solemnly, and then without hesitation used the fastest sword he had devoted himself to.
"True mountain flow·Rain falls on Yixin Pavilion!"
In an instant, he disappeared from Qing Keisuke's sight.