One human and one demon fought quickly in the dust, but this time, the leading demon was obviously at a disadvantage. In the battle, Ito Sei was like a waltz dancer. His footsteps were light and agile. His hands used simple and beautiful swordsmanship. From time to time, his body would make a rotation, pause, or bend down to avoid Gao Yue's slashes. He circled around the leading demon and slashed it. At the same time, the blue flames burning on the blade would also leave a frozen burn mark on the demon's body when the blade hit it. The bone-chilling cold stimulated the demon's body to twitch subconsciously, and its sluggish movements accelerated the speed of the demon's attack.
After a while, as Ito Sei cut off the demon's head, the headless body of the demon was frozen into a large block of ice. The place where the demon died exuded endless cold air, which made the midsummer of July seem like winter.
The other demons immediately went into an uproar when they saw that their leader had died. A trace of fear flashed across their inhuman faces. They subconsciously stopped in their tracks and remained silent.
At this time, Sei Itō was not in a daze. He tapped his foot and instantly rushed into the nearest demon group. The blue flames on the blade in his hand quickly slashed at the demon's body. The cold energy left a white mark on the path of Sei Itō's sword, turning all the demons that were struck into ice sculptures. Moreover, as the number of ice sculptures increased, the cold air became more and more vigorous. It also increased the power of Sei Itō's sword. Often, after a single slash, in addition to directly killing the demon, two unlucky ones would also be killed.
In less than five minutes, the remaining demons were all killed by Sei Itō and Eriko before they even had a chance to escape. The two people standing in the middle of the demon corpses looked at each other. After casually swinging his sword to get rid of the non-existent filth on it, he turned and walked back to the Matsuo Taisha.
"Thank you for your hard work." The Matsuo Taisha greeted Sei Itō and his mother.
"You're too polite." Eriko replied politely. Then, she walked to the side and found a clean place to sit down. She closed her eyes and began to meditate. Beside Eriko, Sei Itō was also resting with his eyes closed while holding the long sword that he had modified with alchemy.
Matsuo Matsuo wanted to ask Ito Sei for the katana in his hand to find out what was going on. He wanted to answer his doubts about the power of the katana. But after looking at Ito Sei's current appearance and the strength he displayed in the battle just now, in accordance with the fundamental principle that the one with the bigger fist is the boss. Matsuo Society's head didn't walk over rashly. Instead, he endured it again, which was in line with his style.
Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. Before Sei Itō and Eriko could warm up from sitting on the rock under their butts, a voice suddenly appeared. Another group of demons appeared outside the Matsuo Taisha and rushed toward the shrine excitedly.
Matsuo Taisha instinctively looked at Sei Itō and Eriko. However, when the two met Matsuo Taisha's gaze, they didn't get up and get rid of the demons as he expected. Instead, they both looked at him quietly.
Matsuo Society's leader's complexion immediately changed from green to white. He gritted his teeth in resentment and grabbed a thick yellow talisman paper from his hunting clothes' sleeves. Then, he waved the talisman paper in his hand. As Matsuo Taisha waved it, all the talisman paper that floated out seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand. They spun and danced in the space in front of Matsuo Shogakukai in a specific trajectory. Then, one by one, they attached themselves to the surface of nothingness, turning into a humanoid puppet without a face and hair. It quickly floated out of the enchantment of the main gate of the shrine and fought with the demons.
Although the puppet was made of talisman paper, it was as strong as steel. However, its sturdiness was no less than that of steel. With the support of a strange power, the puppet sent the demons flying with a single punch. However, it only sent them flying. If it was a one-on-one battle, the puppet might be able to use its own strength to grab and tear the demons apart to end the battle. However, it was not a one-on-one battle, but a one-on-many battle, even if the puppet's body was as strong as steel. However, there were too many demons. A demon's claws could even crush steel into mud, let alone a puppet made of paper. There was no time for it to tear the demons apart.
After a stalemate, Matsuo Taisha, who was in the middle of the shrine, once again took out a dozen talisman paper and threw it out. Immediately, a wide long sword made entirely of talisman paper appeared in front of Matsuo Taisha. Next, Matsuo Shou formed a seal with his hands and chanted an incantation. With a sudden shout, a layer of misty red light suddenly lit up on the surface of the talisman sword. Then, Matsuo Shou threw it out.
Outside, the puppet seemed to have sensed something. It stretched out its hand and grabbed the talisman paper sword that was shot from behind. Then, it slashed at the demons in front of it. Wherever the talisman paper sword passed, all the demons were cut in half. Then, the talisman paper sword instantly absorbed all the blood, and they fell to the ground like dried corpses. After absorbing the demon's blood, the talisman paper sword immediately flashed with a strange green light. A demonic aura was emitted from the sword.
"Mother, this method is a bit evil." Seeing the state of the talisman paper sword, Sei Itō said softly to Eriko.
"It is indeed a bit strange." Eriko nodded in agreement. But the adjectives she said were different from Sei Itō. Obviously, in the eyes of Eriko, who was an orthodox demon who inherited the Yin Yang Technique, this kind of extraction of demon's blood could at most be regarded as "strange" and not "evil".
Sei Itō naturally noticed the difference in meaning in Eriko's words, but Sei Itō didn't care about this difference in understanding at all. According to the concepts of "good", "evil", "good", and "bad" before his rebirth, he himself couldn't be related to "good" and "good", but "evil" and "bad" were closer.
Outside, after killing dozens of Fiendish Demons, the blade of the Talisman Longsword had turned a demonic green. At this moment, the long talisman sword suddenly burst out with a dazzling silver-white light, followed by a violent explosion. The talisman sword in the puppet's hand suddenly exploded into pieces of paper burning with green flames. Like will-o '-the-wisps, they drifted to the nearby demons and then burned fiercely like a flame that had been exposed to oil.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Just like that, more than half of the attacking fiendish demons were gone. In addition to the ones he had killed earlier, there were not many attacking fiendish demons left.
"What a domineering flame!" Sei Itō exclaimed.
"Using the blood of the fiendish demons to ignite a special flame that only targets the fiendish demons. Matsuo's spells are indeed unique." Eriko also exclaimed.
At this moment, the puppet's combat power was displayed. It reached out and grabbed a nearby fiendish demon. Its arms violently tore the fiendish demon's body into two halves. A large amount of internal organs and filthy blood spurted out from the wound and splashed onto the ground. Then, the puppet stretched out its fist and sent an attacking fiendish demon flying. With its other hand, it slapped a fiendish demon's leg that couldn't dodge in time. The fiendish demon's leg was smashed into meat paste, and then it was crushed to death by the puppet.
"How violent." Sei Itō exclaimed as he looked at the puppet's combat skills. "Based on the puppet's combat skills alone, it's really hard to imagine that its master is such a shrewd guy."
Under normal circumstances, a person's combat skills would often reflect the person's latent personality. Unless the other party's inheritance system was like that, it would not deviate from this point. Moreover, even those who inherited a sect's inheritance that did not match their personality would be more or less affected by the cultivation method in the process of cultivation. Thus, they would subtly change their personality and become a temperament that matched the characteristics of the cultivation method. Of course, there were also those with special willpower who could cultivate the cultivation method to match their own situation. However, as long as such people did not die prematurely due to Qi Deviation, most of them would become masters or masters of their generation, except for a few who could not be trained.
Just as Sei Itō was sighing, the lower fiendish demons had all been wiped out by the puppet. However, its body had also become broken, as if it would fall apart at any time. Opposite it, a long-tongued fiendish demon with transparent wings like an insect on its back was staring at it coldly. Its body was shiny from head to toe, and its long bony tail was swinging freely.
"Shua!" With a buzzing sound, two cracks immediately appeared on the puppet's body, and then it was scattered into a pile of tattered talismans by the long-tongued fiendish demon's tail.
Then the fiendish demon didn't stop there. Its body suddenly turned into a black shadow and slammed into the defensive enchantment of the shrine. After being rebounded by the enchantment, it flew to the front of the enchantment again and waved its long bony tail like a whip, turning into countless invisible whip shadows that slammed on the enchantment. A burst of muffled "bang bang bang bang ~" sounds were immediately transmitted from the enchantment.
Seeing this, Matsuo Masayoshi knew that if he didn't come up with other means, he couldn't deal with the fiendish demon in front of him at all. Matsuo Masayoshi once again turned his gaze to Sei Itō and Eriko who were sitting at the side.
Sensing Matsuo Masayoshi's gaze on her, Eriko frowned, grabbed the katana on her leg, stood up from the stone sitting cross-legged, and walked toward the fiendish demon that was bombarding the enchantment.
Sei Itō, who originally wanted to see Matsuo Masayoshi's trump card, sighed helplessly. He curled his lips and stood up from the stone, followed behind Eriko and walked to the main entrance of the shrine. (Welcome, your support is my greatest motivation.)
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