Chapter 109: Ninjutsu or Blood Demon Art 

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Night.

The dark clouds slowly gathered, slightly obscuring the moon in the night sky, the moonlight suddenly dimmed, and the dark and damp atmosphere gradually spread.

The sky was getting cloudy, it seemed like it was going to rain.

"Caw! Caw!"

Gohachiro was flying in the air, a small part of him was bald, it seemed to have been plucked by someone.

On the flower street.

"What is that? A person? There is someone on the roof!"

"Hey! That guy has no head!"

The buzzing sound of discussion rose, and some sharp-eyed guys shouted in surprise.

Hua——

Second floor.

"Oh! Well done, Tomioka."

"Beautifully beheaded!"

Step!

Uzui Tengen stepped out from the dust, he stepped on the edge of the broken wall, leaned over to look at Daki, squinted his eyes, and said in surprise:

"But she really didn't die..."

At this time.

On the roof opposite.

"...So noisy."

Daki, who was holding her head and crying in pain, suddenly glanced at the pedestrians who were constantly discussing downstairs.

"...Damn it!" She clicked her tongue, squeezed out tears from the corners of her eyes, and kept talking to herself in grievance: "You guys are so annoying!"

"My head has already been chopped off! What else do you want me to do!"

"I'll Kill you all!"

Crystal clear tears rolled down her cheeks, pattering and wetting the tiles on the roof.

Children, when they feel wronged, the first thing they think of is to call their parents.

But Daki, as a demon, has no father, and her mother died many years ago.

The only one she can rely on.

Is him.

With a crying complaint, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, clenched her fists, and suddenly raised her head in her arms, shouting:

"Brother——!!"

[Gyutaro]

With the sound of her sister's grievance crying echoing in the flower street.

The next moment.

Creak...

With a subtle sound of growth, a shape like a human figure, thin and bony, gradually protruded from Daki's back.

The sores on the skin piled up, already turning blue, and the dense blue veins were clearly visible through the thin skin.

The spine twisted at a strange angle, hoisting up the emaciated deformed body, slowly peeling off from Daki.

——My sister who is missing a screw in her brain...

——Has her head been chopped off again?

In a daze, Gyutaro peeled off his upper body, and such a thought emerged in his mind.

Gyutaro usually sleeps in his sister Daki's body.

Only when Daki is under a fatal threat will he wake up, and the two siblings appear together, becoming the real "Upper Rank Three".

Every time he wakes up, he can easily solve the situation that Daki can't handle.

And he just heard what Muzan said to Daki.

Gyutaro knew in his heart that it was actually said to him.

Muzan-sama has never liked his sister very much.

But it doesn't matter.

Gyutaro slowly crawled up from behind Daki, his body hunched, his dark green dirty and messy hair casually tied up.

——As long as he likes it, it's enough.

Just, Gyutaro could never have imagined.

Click.

"Really careless..." When he was exhausted, hanging his eyes open, and helplessly

He wants to comfort his sister.

What came to his ears was a gust of wind, faintly carrying footsteps.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!

Three swords shining with cold light, with the moonlight reflecting on the sword, are already directly approaching his neck!

——What?!

Suddenly!

The brain that was still sleeping just now woke up suddenly, he stared at the yellow eyeballs, the pupils shrank to a point, staring hard at the three swords approaching the neck!

An unnatural voice came out of his hoarse throat:

"Cough——!!"

Looking quickly along the sword.

In front of him, Tomioka, Uzui, Tanjuro, it seemed that the moment Gyutaro appeared, they came to Daki!

What happened!

How can there be three swords on my neck...!

Gyutaro's brain quickly turned for a moment, and he who was several times smarter than his sister immediately judged the current situation.

His eyes trembled violently.

——Muzan-sama!

——This... definitely not a task that can be safely handed over to me!

He noticed his sister whose head had been chopped off in front of him.

My neck, must not be chopped off again!

The eyes suddenly trembled and turned white!

The muscles all over his body tightened violently! Crimson blood beads secreted on the surface of the body!

[Blood Demon Art]

[Rotating Circular Slashes]!

This is his Blood Demon Art that he fully released to die together after his neck was chopped off.

After he was promoted to Upper Rank Three.

——Its power is enough to wipe out the entire Flower District in an instant.

"Stay away from my sister..." Gyutaro's body twitched, he raised his head, opened his arms wide, and a hoarse and weird voice sounded:

"...Far away!!"

The next moment.

Step!

Tanjuro's scalp tingled, and he stomped on the ground with a fierce foot, and his forward figure forcefully stopped.

Inside, a big "danger" word keeps flashing.

Perception covers all around.

"Retreat!!" Tanjuro shouted, his eyes glanced behind him, the pedestrians coming and going on the street downstairs.

And——Tomioka and Uzui, who are also close to Gyutaro.

——It's too late.

After such a thought burst out in his heart, his stopped footsteps moved forward again.

He stomped on the ground with a fierce force!

Bite the hilt of Kusabimaru with his mouth.

Snap!

Both hands violently pulled Tomioka and Uzui, and threw the two forcefully towards the street below behind.

He lowered his body, quickly approached Gyutaro, and kicked up from the bottom!

Bang!

With a muffled sound.

"Puh!"

Gyutaro, whose body was stiff from fully releasing the Blood Demon Art, was kicked high into the air by Tanjuro.

Seemingly afraid that the kick wasn't high enough, Tanjuro also leaped up, reaching the same height as Gyutaro.

With the hook in his hand hooked onto a nearby building, he used the force to send Gyutaro up again!

The two of them met in mid-air for a moment.

Gyutaro looked at the approaching Tanjuro in astonishment.

——This guy, isn't he afraid of death?

At the same time.

On the street.

"Someone is falling down!"

Bang bang!

Uzui was thrown onto the street by Tanjuro, he squatted down and raised his head, looked at the roof with a cold sweat.

He, who had opened the Transparent World, also felt the threat of death at that moment.

——Why did he go up to meet it!

His gaze moved slightly

To Tanjuro who was leaping up.

Uzui Tengen's eyes were somewhat anxious.

——There's no need to atone for your sins like this!

Tomioka Giyu also stood aside.

People around them spread out, looking at the two of them holding Nichirin Swords with amazed eyes, whispering.

The next moment.

In mid-air.

Gyutaro flew high in the air, his mottled body twitching and shaking.

In Uzui Tengen's upward-looking field of vision, he slowly obscured the dim moon.

Then.

Plop!

The sword formed by blood, with the convulsion of his body, burst out violently!

The first one, the second one, more and more, instantly densely from Gyutaro's body, burst out towards all sides!

Boom——!!

A dense blood-colored sickle soared into the sky, waving wildly at the surroundings in disorder, a large area of blood red immediately enveloped the entire sky of the flower street!

Bang! Bang!!

From time to time, a falling blood sickle hit the roof or the street, raising a cloud of dust.

In an instant!

"What is that?!"

"Run! Run fast!"

The pedestrians on the street only reacted at this time and began to run away in chaos.

"Brother..." Daki took advantage of the gap created by Gyutaro, she just put her head on her neck, looked up at the sky.

In her somewhat dazed eyes, she saw Tanjuro in mid-air, constantly bouncing off the approaching blood sickle with Kusabimaru, and gradually approaching her brother with the force of the rebound.

Her pupils shrank.

The cloth strip that had been restored behind her gradually tightened, aiming at Tanjuro in the sky.

"Don't you dare hinder my brother!" Daki shouted, and the cloth strip soared into the sky!

But.

Patter!

Uzui Tengen and Tomioka Giyu both landed on the roof.

Just for a moment, a supreme sword light passed between the two of them, and their positions also exchanged.

Plop!

With a line of blood gradually appearing on Daki's astonished neck, she covered her neck, her pupils trembling.

The surprised head fell again and fell into her arms.

"Why is it always me who gets beheaded!!"

...

In mid-air.

Clang!

Tanjuro bounced off the flying blood sickle, his eyebrows slightly frowned.

Looking at the blood mist that burst into the air because of the bounce.

Rustle...

Two paper men struggled to float out from his arms and attached to Kusabimaru.

[Ninjutsu]

[Blood Sword Art]

In an instant.

Swish!

The sickle floating in mid-air and the blood mist suddenly, like moths to a flame, rushed to entangle and attach to the pitch-black Kusabimaru!

At the front end of Kusabimaru's sword, the blood condensed mist extended along the sword.

The sky that was originally covered in red, with the vortex-like suction of Kusabimaru, suddenly turned into a clear sky.

Gyutaro was releasing the Blood Demon Art, he suddenly couldn't perceive the control of the sickle, he twisted his head in astonishment, looking in Tanjuro's direction.

Shouting in surprise:

"...What did you do?!"

——My Blood Demon Art, it was absorbed?!

The convulsing body in mid-air also turned upright, gradually falling.

Gyutaro stared at Tanjuro in surprise.

Bang!

With both hands holding the flesh scythe, he landed heavily on a rooftop.

...

Without the blood scythe to keep Tanjuro in the air, he also quickly fell.

Hoo——!

The falling wind blew Tanjuro's earrings, and the howling wind came from the earlobe.

Looking down at the Yoshiwara Flower District that was fully visible,

He was bounced to this height by the scythe.

At this height, falling would result in injury if not death.

After all, humans are very fragile.

Thinking about this.

When he was close to the ground.

[Sakura Dance]

Whoosh!

Kusabimaru in his hand swung violently! The core exerted force, and his body drew a large circle in mid-air!

The Sakura dance, accompanied by the elongated sword of blood red, suddenly drew a huge red circle in the night sky.

Uzui Tengen was on guard, his peripheral vision suddenly caught a glimpse of the blood light, and he was startled to look up.

But he saw Tanjuro holding a long blood sword, falling straight down.

Bang!

Landed beside him.

——?

Uzui Tengen stared at the Kusabimaru in Tanjuro's hand, which was wrapped in an elongated blood sword, and his eyes were full of question marks.

"Hey!"

A hoarse voice came from not far away.

It was Gyutaro.

He was pulling his mouth in confusion, his hanging eyes staring at Tanjuro, and his hand was pulling on his sore face:

"You... are a demon, right?"

After saying this, Gyutaro immediately slapped his head in annoyance.

——Why would I ask such a stupid question.

——Only my not-so-smart sister could say such a thing.

That guy is not a demon, just smell it and you'll know.

But... if he's not a demon.

Gyutaro's gaze stopped on Tanjuro's blood knife.

——What the hell is going on?

Suddenly.

"He is a demon!"

Daki held her head, sullenly fitted it on her neck, hid behind her brother, and pointed at Tanjuro's Kusabimaru with a head sticking out:

"That's Definitely a Blood Demon Art!!"

When Gyutaro fell, he picked up his sister from the roof.

He, who is already Upper Rank Three, can easily escape from the two Hashira who have not opened their patterns.

At this moment, he looked at Daki hiding behind him with some embarrassment.

Daki was still yelling in grievance:

"I've never seen a human being able to block all Blood Demon Arts with just a broken sword!"

"Not to mention absorbing it!"

"That's blood! How can ordinary humans control blood!"

"Hey!" She suddenly pointed to Tomioka Giyu next to Tanjuro: "The Demon Slayer over there!"

Tomioka Giyu was taken aback.

"The demon is right next to you!"

"Why don't you kill it quickly... um um um!!" Daki was still waving her hand, wanting to say something, but her mouth was already covered by Gyutaro, who was a bit embarrassed.

Gyutaro looked a bit helpless, covering the mouth of his sister who was constantly knocking and struggling.

Having such a stupid sister is really embarrassing.

At this moment.

On the side.

Tomioka Giyu has also been looking at Tanjuro.

Recalling the past, his gaze stayed on Tanjuro's sword again.

At this moment, he faintly felt that Daki's word had a point to some extent.

Noticing Tomioka Giyu's gaze.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Tanjuro glanced at him slightly, swung Kusabimaru wrapped in blood twice, and the long blood trace in the air traced a trace like a sword aura.

"It's ninjutsu." He said softly.

He didn't lie.

The Blood Sword Technique is indeed the ninjutsu of "Sekiro".

The blood that spurted high from the major arteries of the person to be killed was entwined around the sword of the Ninjutsu.

Through the experience of using the Breath Of the Undying, the wolf developed its own skill.

And now, with the enhancement of the paper man whose resentment has increased by who knows how many times, it can directly attract the blood of the Blood Demon Art on Kusabimaru.

He lowered his sword and pointed it at Gyutaro's position.

Beside him.

?

Uzui Tengen's ears twitched slightly, he was taken aback, as if he had heard something wrong, he turned his head and looked at Tanjuro.

He pondered with his eyes and called out in a low voice with doubt:

"Huh?!"

He frowned, staring at Tanjuro with a look of "what kind of fancy fart are you letting out".

On the street.

The pedestrians had long scattered and fled, and the originally brightly lit flower street suddenly dimmed.

Tanjuro ignored Uzui Tengen's doubts beside him, his eyes were tightly watching Gyutaro's movements.

At this moment.

Above his head.

Booom...

In the already gathered dark clouds, there was a faint thunder, and the ferocious thunder seemed to flicker between the clouds.

Opposite.

Gyutaro was covering Daki's mouth, his eyes were observing all around, confronting the three people opposite and looking for countermeasures.

Suddenly.

He felt a slight tingling in his scalp.

An idea suddenly jumped out of his mind.

——Run.

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