A minute ago, "Yoshihara Yan Shang" Shen Yin was in the middle of the long street.

"give up……"

The pieces of meat that were broken into one place gradually reorganized into giant bull ghosts more than ten meters high between the flashes of fire.

"call……"

Slowly spit out a mouthful of foul breath, Yagyu Yujurou, who is less than the height of this bull's knee, waved the knife again...

"Zheng."

In the shadow of the sword, light and sword, the cow ghost that had been reorganized once again turned into a puddle of minced meat.

Two days first class · final style · zero day yuan.

"It's useless, Shourou, you know..."

Snuggling behind Yagyu Yujurou, the oiran Asagiri, wearing a purple kimono with a bleak face, comforted weakly.

"She's right... Just like back then, no matter how many times, I will be reborn in the fire with the inextinguishable desire in the heart of mankind!"

Between the flickering light and the dark, those huge chunks of meat kept squirming and slowly gathered together...

"Hahaha, even if you were the number one swordsman in Edo, how many times can you cut such a sword?!"

In the mad laughter of the bull ghost, Yagyu Yujurou's breathing became heavier and heavier, and his figure began to flicker, revealing Abe Temple's closed eyes and unconscious face from time to time.

"It doesn't matter, as long as I can stand in front of you for a second, I will continue to use the knife without turning back and seeing death..."

Yanagyu Yushoulang drew his sword and chopped again, and the bull-ghost body, which had just begun to take shape, collapsed to the ground for an unknown number of times.

"... What's more, in front of these juniors, you can't lose face!"

Not far behind Asagiri, Yamada Kengo, who was wearing a suit by Hiroshi Changda and iron panties, slumped down.

"Wang woo woo, I can only rely on the glory of my ancestors, I'm really not reconciled..."

At this moment, his charred skin was as smooth as a "free hair removal" package, and his whole body was constantly shaking due to the force of the hair removal.

"Yamada-kun, in the face of this guy who has the advantage of the home field, it's amazing to be able to survive until now..."

Not far from him is Hiroshi Changda, who is also exhausted and recovering quickly.

"Hmph, it's not the same as you guys who are helpless... ton ton ton ton..."

In the ruins behind them was Niya, who was kneeling on the ground, holding a copper jug ​​and drinking with his head raised.

"It only takes three minutes for this lady to fill her body with milk and stand up again!"

Although her tone sounded relaxed, her slightly trembling hands and her long hair that was wet to her scalp were silently describing her poor state.

Within a few hours, she used high-intensity spells such as "Pseudo-Name Coronation", "True Name Revival" and "Holy Light", and drank "Maria's Juice" several times. Now she feels like she has finished running. A marathon is generally exhausting.

Even if it is "Maria's Juice", it is impossible to repeatedly restore the caster's spiritual power like a perpetual motion machine, and the effect will only be weakened again and again.

In essence, this is an overdraft of the source of life, just like Kengo Yamada's "The Art of Tibetan Armor".

"Three minutes... I'm sorry... It's been just now, it's my last blow..."

As if hearing Niya's words, Yagyu Yujuro laughed at himself.

"This last bit of 'power of existence', please allow me to be selfish."

No longer looking at the bull ghost, he put the knife back into its sheath, slowly turned around and embraced Chaowu behind him.

"Although I've been late for too long... there are thousands of mountains and rivers, thousands of purples and thousands of reds that I couldn't watch with you..."

His figure flickered more and more frequently, and Abe Temple's face gradually became clear...

"At least, this last moment, let me hug you quietly, okay?"

"Yujurou... it's not your fault..."

Chao Wu shook his head slightly, nodded again, silently choked, and caressed the face of the man in front of him with his eyes fascinated.

"...In this life, I have joined hands with Jun Tong, Chaowu, it is enough."

At the moment when Yagyu Yujurou's face completely disappeared...

"On the day I meet you again, Yushu Linfeng is a young boy..."

Asagiri's body also glowed with white fluorescence.

"So, very good."

"Ha, become a Buddha?!"

"Hey, I'm very moved, but in this situation, it's a little bit..."

Looking at this incomparably familiar crystal white light, the eyes of the three people on the side were full of emotion, and they forgot the desperate situation in front of them.

"How can... after causing all this..."

Seemingly stimulated by the excessive amount of dog food in this scene, the pile of forgotten pieces of meat squirmed wildly and reorganized more and more quickly...

"You little bitch, what qualifications do you have to become a Buddha alone?!"

This cow ghost, who has been reborn many times tonight, rose to the ground again amid the tumult of flesh and blood, and let out an unwilling roar!

A burst of **** ignited the gorgeous kimono on Asagiri's body, but it couldn't eliminate the white light on her body.

"You guys have to be careful...this dress..."

One last glance at the three people with sluggish faces, the morning fog of becoming a Buddha dissipated little by little in the white light...

The former No. 1 swordsman in Edo, Yujuro Yagyu and No. 1 Oiran of Yoshihara, Asagiri, just abruptly finished spreading the dog food and logged out ahead of time.

Only Abe-ji Temple, which was unconscious and collapsed to the ground...

And the purple kimono that ~lightnovelpub.net~ fell to the ground in the firelight.

"This is... the end..."

With their spiritual power exhausted and powerless to stop all this, Yamada Kengo and Changda Hiroshi could only kneel on the ground numbly, watching this immortal bull ghost once again take a step that shakes the earth...

"What are you two looking at, don't you run and wait for the hamburger meat to become burnt..."

Niya, who recovered some of his spiritual power first, stepped on the boots of Hermes, appeared behind Abe Temple as fast as a ghost, and grabbed his back collar...

"Damn... this guy is much heavier than he looks..."

However, due to lack of strength, it was impossible to pull the unconscious adult man in front of him.

"No need, hurry up and meet with Araki-senpai! Tell him for me that you can't accept spurs in front of him in the future..."

"That's right, if you're incompetent, at least bring the information out here, don't let us sacrifice in vain..."

"Be sure to tell President Tokimoto that I, Hiroshi Hiroshi, fought bravely until the last moment! It's a pity, I haven't been able to decipher the profound meaning of 'becoming a Buddha', so I have to..."

Facing the giant hoof that was trampled on by the head of the bull and the ghosts and gods, and was about to cover everyone, Hiroshi Changda and Kengo Yamada burst into tears, babbled, and wept each other...

"It's so noisy, shut up all of you!!!"

"If you have time to pollute my ears with these unintelligible last words, why don't you stand up and talk to yourself in person! 』

Niya gritted her teeth and dragged Abe Temple back desperately...

At the critical moment, the bull-headed ghost who was about to destroy everything suddenly froze in his footsteps...

"No... uh ah ah..."

A terrifying roar suddenly came out of his mouth, forming three simultaneous overlapping sounds with another sound, echoing in the entire "Yoshihara Yanshang".