Chapter 102

The tenth form of Water Breathing, Constant Flux.

It's a sword technique where every time you turn around to gather strength, the power of the slash will increase a little.

Like stacked waves, the sword overlaps like flowing water, layer by layer, eventually turning into the force of a waterfall-like impact.

And Tomioka Giyu.

In the far distance, he barely spotted the Hand Demon with his sight, and began to turn around to gather strength.

...

...

In the forest.

"...Damn it, damn it."

Hand Demon muttered through gritted teeth, his massive body slowly moving forward.

His face showed a hint of resentment, and his agitated emotions made him constantly scratch his own body, with streaks of blood appearing on his body.

This was the first time Urokodaki's little fox had escaped.

No, the most important thing is—

Hand Demon's eyes narrowed slightly, his arms wrapped around his neck unconsciously tightened, and there was a bit of trepidation in his heart.

That little fox knew his purpose and existence.

A troublesome guy...

Perhaps soon, someone will come to Fujikasane Mountain for inspection.

It seems that in the recent period, he needs to hide.

However.

Hand Demon's agitated emotions disappeared, he thought for a moment, his amber eyes curved into a smile, and a joy of revenge surged in his heart.

—Urokodaki, that guy, will definitely know through that the "mask" he has made for his disciples over the years has become the cursed mark.

"...Hehe." He laughed weirdly in a low voice, his entire demon body slightly trembling, nothing could make him happier than seeing Urokodaki collapse:

"Be sad, cry, everyone died because of you...hehe..."

"You have killed everyone.. it's really too..."

Just as Hand Demon was excitedly muttering to himself in a low voice.

Whoosh——!!

A strange sound suddenly poured into his ears.

His ears wrapped in his arms couldn't hear the sound clearly, he was slightly stunned.

Wind?

Hand Demon's expression was stunned, that strange sound was getting closer and closer, he stayed in place, his huge body made him unable to fully observe the surroundings for a while.

No.

He turned his head, his eyes gradually becoming serious.

It's the sound of water!

He was extremely familiar with this sound, having eaten thirteen Water Breathing swordsmen, he could instantly recognize the sound of the water-breathing sword technique taught by Urokodaki.

But the sound just now was a bit different from the sounds he had heard before.

Before Hand Demon had time to think clearly.

Whoosh——!!

A hint of blue reflection flashed in the corner of his eye, he turned his head sharply to look in the direction of the reflection.

He only had time to see clearly behind him, the trees in that direction had already been cut off at the waist, forming a straight road hitting him!

Whoosh!

A foot forcefully stepped on his abdomen!

"Puwa!!" Hand Demon's pupils shrank sharply, his eyes looked down sharply, a stream of blood spurted out from his covered mouth.

The figure wearing two-color feather weave took advantage of the momentum, stepped on his body, clenched the hilt, and jumped up high!

He subconsciously, with the jumping figure, looked up at himself.

Under the moonlight.

Tomioka Giyu jumped out of the canopy range, his back to the moon, the backlight made Hand Demon unable to see his appearance.

The high-raised Nichirin Sword reflected the cold light, extremely smoothly wrapped in waves,

a roaring dragon head faintly formed at the sword.

Reflected in Hand Demon's wide-open pupils.

The next moment.

Tomioka Giyu's arm tightened, and he slashed hard!

"Roar——!!"

Perhaps it was an auditory hallucination, Hand Demon seemed to see the roaring water dragon rushing down with the horizontal slash of the sword.

Whoosh!

Like the roaring big mouth opening and closing, it bit off his neck abruptly.

The sharp sword also at this moment, easily slid across his arm used to protect his neck.

Puchi!

Instant beheading!

Hand Demon's astonished head flew high under the moonlight.

Then it rolled down on the ground.

Behind.

Patter.

Tomioka Giyu landed in a slight squat to unload his strength, he slowly stood up, shook off the blood on the sword that gradually turned into ashes.

He slightly turned his body, looked down from a high position at Hand Demon who was rolling on the ground and gradually looking at him.

"Wha..." Hand Demon looked at Tomioka Giyu in a daze, he was just murmuring something in his mouth.

Everything happened in an instant.

He didn't have time to react, his head had already been smoothly chopped off.

In the midst of his brain's confusion, his eyes were dazed, blinking hard, looking forward.

Taking advantage of this moment, he clearly saw the pattern on half of Tomioka Giyu's haori.

!

After seeing this.

"Do you recognize it?" Tomioka Giyu looked at the Hand Demon, who was left with only a head, and raised half of his own haori.

This half of the haori had the same pattern as Sabito.

The other half belonged to his sister.

The two halves of the haori were sewn together to form the current Tomioka Giyu.

The Hand Demon stared at the pattern on the haori, and memories suddenly surged in his mind - that was the strongest person he had eaten, how could he forget:

"That little fox..."

His gritted words couldn't say anything more.

Swish!

The sharp light of the sword instantly swept across his face, quickly cutting him into several pieces!

Click.

After putting the sword back into his sheath.

Tomioka Giyu slowly opened his mouth, exhaled a puff of white steam, and stared intently at the Hand Demon on the ground gradually turning into ashes:

"...Go to hell."

After quietly watching the Hand Demon completely disappear.

He looked around and imprinted everything around him in his heart.

Swish!

Turned into an afterimage and disappeared on the spot.

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In the wisteria forest.

"...Where is it?" Kakushi member held up the lantern, furrowed his brows, carefully looked around, and moved forward little by little.

The other hand was behind him, ready to set off fireworks to alert his teammates down the mountain if something went wrong.

At this time.

Swish!

The familiar breeze passed in front of him again.

Kakushi member was startled and turned his head left and right, shouting:

"Ah! Ah!?"

...

...

Soon.

Mount Sagiri.

Urokodaki Sakonji's secluded cabin.

Thump thump.

The dull sound of the wooden door being knocked rang out.

Urokodaki, who couldn't sleep every night, was naturally awake at this moment. He opened the wooden door and looked outside.

"...Giyu." Urokodaki spoke softly.

Outside the door.

Tomioka Giyu was hanging his head low, his eyes like a deep pool didn't know what he was thinking.

Sniff.

Urokodaki's nose twitched slightly, and a sad breath was constantly flowing from the disciple in front of him.

Seeing this.

He didn't say anything more.

He just took a small step forward, reached out his hand, and hugged the disciple into his arms, his rough hand gently patting his head.

Just like six years ago, when he saw Tomioka Giyu come back alive.

Shh...

In a daze.

Several illusory figures appeared in the fog around them.

They gathered round and round and hugged Urokodaki together.

In the middle was Sabito, who had taken off his mask.

And another one, a long-haired girl with green eyes.

In the middle of everyone.

"Cough...heh..."

Tomioka Giyu, who had always been expressionless, finally clenched his sour teeth at this moment, choked up, and tears gushed out of his eyes.

Pitter-patter.

The falling tears reflected the moon in the night sky, fell on Sabito's haori, and wet a piece.

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