I was on the second bridge of the collapse of the whole line in Tokyo Scroll 145. The Taomu sword in Yamada Kengo's hand and the black long sword of the shadow warrior met, and a burst of electric light broke out.

With just one blow, the powerful anti-shock force broke the peach wood sword in Yamada Kengo's hand into several pieces.

His chest was tight, and a mouthful of blood gushed from his throat.

Mochizuki Ayano, who was standing behind him, burst out the flames of both guns and Hitomitsu on Shadow Warrior at the same time, trying his best to fight for space for him.

The gray-white ghosts and gods protect the body, and the flames dissipate instantly.

The shadow warrior's movements were not affected at all, instead, he jumped towards the side of the two with agile steps, and the angle of the sword in his hand was extremely cunning and slashed out with an afterimage, actually wanting to kill the two together.

"boom."

The sniper gun sounded, and the slender spiritual bullet hit the blade with precision, was cut in half, and fell to the ground weakly.

The black tachi, as if no one was there, ran straight towards Kengo Yamada's neck.

The shadow warriors who have become ghosts and gods seem to be invincible and invincible, and they are so terrifying.

When Ichiro Tokimoto, who was fighting with another shadow warrior, saw this scene, he was instantly distraught.

"Kengo..."

He ignored the tachi that was slashing at him in front of him, and suddenly several talismans burst out in his hand, slamming towards the shadow warrior in front of Kengo Yamada.

It turned out that he was desperately trying to save his own apprentice.

Kengo Yamada could only watch helplessly as the black sword turned into a black streamer, there was no way to avoid it.

The black sword stopped between Kengo Yamada's neck.

Yamada Kengo, who had already closed his eyes and waited to die, looked at the sword in surprise as it slashed to the front of his neck, from the tip of the sword it slowly turned into a white spot of light...

"There are warriors like this in the East, and the great cause of my revival is destined to be fruitless. It is not the crime of the false emperor..."

The two shadow warriors who were like the gods of death, in the confused eyes of everyone, screamed in the sky on the bridge, turning into little white lights and dispersing.

"This is... becoming... becoming a Buddha?"

Tokimoto Ichiro looked at this scene thoughtfully, unaware that the blade around his neck had already cut off his beard before it dissipated into a light spot.

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Inside Kanda Ming Shrine.

"Om."

The golden rune bell shattered into a starlight under the slashing of two great swords.

Hongfa's face was as pale as wax, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

In the face of the sword that was beheaded towards the two, he still kept his face and closed his eyes while chanting sutras.

"From today onwards, all those who have accomplished the Dharma at Kawasaki Daishi Temple will enter the world to exorcise their spirits until they die."

He never dared to forget the words of Kukai's host.

Entering the world removes the spirit, until death.

Before the sword could be cut down, holy white light emerged from the two shadow warriors.

"There are warriors like this in the East, and the great cause of my revival is destined to be fruitless. It is not the crime of the false emperor..."

The two shadow warriors stopped their movements, starting from the tip of the blade, gradually turning into white light spots and dissipating...

"Mr. Araki..."

Bird Yumayumi, whose eyes were already desperate, looked at the familiar "Buddha" in front of him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

She happened to know someone who could make such a powerful resentful spirit "put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot".

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Outside Tokyo Station.

Abe Temple held two broken blades, and with agile footsteps, he kept dodging the attacks of shadow warriors.

With the continuous high-intensity battle, his physical and spiritual power had already been overdrawn, and he was gasping for breath.

But the shadow warrior behind him is like a tireless killing machine, chasing him like a shadow...

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"There are warriors like this in the East, and the great cause of my revival is destined to be fruitless. It is not the crime of the false emperor..."

Abe Temple looked back and saw that the shadow warrior who was chasing behind him had disappeared strangely at some point, leaving only a white spot of light, which had not yet dissipated in the middle of the road.

"Becoming...a Buddha? Could it be that person..."

Watching the shadow warrior in front of him slowly turning into a spot of light, Abeji thought in his eyes.

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"Yes, that bastard! He brought a real sword without saying hello. Naturally, Li Xinliu's guys are too much... I'm fighting for my life, this time I have to count you 20,000 yen! What, come over and have a drink. ...Forget it, I have something big to do tomorrow."

While the engine car, Sosuke Araki held the phone between his shoulders and kept complaining to Chiba Ibuki on the other side.

In the middle of the alley, a set of dark samurai armor was quietly stacked in the middle of the road.

"What is this Soma Kojiro... I'm so ashamed, have all the armors been abandoned, so I won't just seal the sword."

Crouching down, he glanced at this simple and beautiful set of samurai armor with a heavy hand. Sosuke Araki hesitated and moved it to the back seat.

This set of armor looks very well made, and maybe it can be sold for a few dollars.

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As the morning light dawned, the night gradually faded away.

The originally warm morning light was unable to bring any warmth to Kanda Ming Shrine.

Inside the shrine, several detectives gathered and carried away the bodies of their colleagues in the square with solemn expressions.

The monk Hongfa, whose face was as pale as paper, still held on to recite the scriptures in a low voice in the center of the square.

However, this time it was changed to "The Curse of Rebirth".

Little Bird Yumayumi hugged his legs in a daze, sitting on the stairs of the main hall, not knowing what he was thinking.

A bottle of warm milk was placed on top of her head.

She looked up and saw that it was Mochizuki Ayano with blond hair and different eyes.

At this moment, Mochizuki Ayano's face was also full of tiredness.

"Aren't you supposed to be very busy, why are you here?"

Yuma Yumori asked in a low mood.

After that night in the **** apartment, she, Mochizuki Ayano and Gu Risa were of the same age, and naturally became good girlfriends who had experienced life and death together.

From time to time, they would go out for shopping, eat, and talk about everything together.

But at this moment, several detectives sacrificed for themselves, and the impact on Yuma Yumori was too great.

She was immersed in guilt, unable to squeeze out even a smile for her best friend.

"After all, Kanda Ming Shrine is the place where Heishanmen obtains the power of faith. Naturally, I have to come and confirm in person whether the Heishanmenpost in the shrine still has any residual power..."

Seeing that Yuma Yuma's mood was not right, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Mochizuki Ayano gently sat down beside her and said a cruel truth: "Last night, four joint operations in Tokyo The front-line elites of the team have almost all sacrificed... The joint operation may have to be postponed for a while."

"Ayano-chan..."

Hearing these words, Yuumako Tori held her hand in distress.

The casualties were so tragic that Mochizuki Ayano, as the head of the ninth class, was afraid that her inner torment and guilt were several times that of her.

"Since I joined Lesson 9 three years ago, countless agents have sacrificed in action, but we have no time to stop in mourning. We can only carry their beliefs and continue to run forward, racing against those unknown existences..."

Mochizuki Ayano shook her head, narrowed her eyes, and quietly looked at the square in front of her.

From her line of sight, there are countless footprints, sword marks, and traces of spiritual bullets left by the power of ghosts and gods on the square, silently describing the tragic battle last night.

In the face of the powerful ancient ghosts and gods Ping Jiangmen, the four joint action groups collapsed before they even figured out which one was the deity.

If it weren't for the sudden and strange "putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the ground", I'm afraid that that night was not just as simple as being removed from the ninth lesson, and the Association of Spirit Eliminators existed in name only, and even the "one" in the imperial palace would be in danger.

In Lesson 9, fighter jets can be paralyzed, and there is still no clue about the location of Rashomon. If ghosts and gods like Pingjiangmon appear one after another, I am afraid...

The building will collapse.

"By the way, what do you think about Ping Jiangmen's resentment suddenly becoming a Buddha?"

Mochizuki Ayano suddenly asked.

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