I'm a thankful fox in Tokyo

Chapter 321 Divine Treasure
You're not trying to trick me, are you?
Dong Ye Yu became a little suspicious when he heard the voice. The person in front of him was not a teacher but a corpse demon. Since he used the word "demon" as a title, he must be a vicious, cruel, cunning and treacherous existence - they had already experienced his previous evil words to mislead the people.

We have to assume the worst of it. It's possible that the "Yan Fan" he is shouting now is actually some other move.

Although beforehand he had shouted out the corresponding moves and that he would not cheat, he was actually seeing the sword coming out and there was no room for cheating. Now that he had lost his vision, it was hard to say.

Dong Ye Yu thought about it and hesitated for a moment. Instead of following Yan Fan's move, he simply stepped back to avoid the attack range.

At this moment of hesitation, the sword light suddenly appeared. This time the corpse demon had learned its lesson and did not use sword energy or tightness of energy. Instead, it simply chopped with a real sword at an extremely fast speed.

I'm super, despicable!
There was no cheating?

Dong Ye Yu suddenly felt something was wrong, and the next second he felt a stinging pain as if a sharp weapon was cutting him in the chest.

puff!puff!
Then came the sounds of two consecutive sharp blades slashing. Dong Ye Yu looked down and saw that it was like a crossed cross. Fortunately, although he hesitated a little just now, he retreated in the first moment, so he was only cut by the sword twice.

But even so, there were two scars as deep as ravines. The strange thing was that no blood flowed out, only crystal light spots like starlight slowly dissipated, which looked colorful and quite beautiful.

Dong Ye Yu felt a long-lost feeling of weakness rising in his heart.

This is the pure essence of the soul, which is like blood essence compared to the physical body. Any loss of it in a normal person would damage their vitality. Dong Ye Yu has refined his energy into a spirit, so his soul is far more powerful than that of ordinary people, so some injuries will not be that serious, but he cannot be chopped all the time.

No matter how thick your health bar is, it will eventually drop.

The corpse demon stared at those star-like spots of light and sniffed greedily, as if he could smell the fragrance from dozens of meters away. A greedy look appeared on his ferocious face and his pair of scarlet eyes lit up.

"Disciple, you have practiced really hard. Even your soul is so sweet, so your body must be even more delicious. How about giving it all to me, your teacher? Hahaha!"

He chased after me with a knife in hand, laughing loudly. His aura was terrifying, and the deathly aura rushed straight into the sky. Even the sun was obscured, and the light suddenly dimmed, as if it were a solar eclipse.

"Demon, I will kill you today."

Dong Yeyu glanced at him coldly, then swallowed all the light spots in a few gulps. They were the spiritual energy that he had cultivated with great effort every day, and he couldn't waste them.

At the same time, the pure white fairy light covering his body suddenly lit up, refining the death energy in the wound. In just a moment, the wound as deep as a ravine recovered to normal.

"Then come!"

The corpse demon kicked the wooden city wall to pieces and rushed forward quickly, turning all the buildings along the way into dust. The sword in his hand was flying, and the blade could not be seen. All that could be seen was the afterimage wrapped in black air. The sword move he used was the Floating Boat Crossing.

The sword moves were fierce and even faster than when he first used the Jade Dragon Flag. In particular, they were filled with a bit more brutal murderous intent. These were sword moves honed on the battlefield, and were fundamentally different from those practiced in the dojo.

Dong Ye Yu had killed many monsters with his sword, and his swordsmanship had become quite proficient. When he saw such exquisite swordsmanship, he couldn't help but have an urge to draw his sword and fight back.

Unfortunately, I am now in the state of a soul and cannot transform into a human body.

Higashino Yu kept jumping back to dodge, then stepped back on a waterwheel, kicked hard to avoid a dokiri move, and waved his claws to try to blind the corpse demon's eyes.

The corpse demon slashed the waterwheel in two, and when he saw the white fox coming, he covered his eyes with one hand and leaned back.

Dong Ye Yu originally wanted to use his sharp claws to cut off his neck, but found that his claws were not long enough. The corpse demon was tens of meters tall, and its neck was two or three meters in diameter. His claws were less than one meter long, about the length of a katana. He could cut its throat but could not cut off its head with one blow.

The problem is that the corpse demon doesn't need to breathe, so there is no point in cutting its throat.

The only way was to attack several times to see if he could cut off the head. Dong Yeyu's mind raced, and his attack became more and more determined.

The corpse demon saw through the gaps between his fingers that he was trying to attack his throat and was immediately delighted.

How come the disciple accepted by Arima Tadayoshi is such a fool? Doesn’t he know that zombies are known for having copper heads and iron arms?
I have now cultivated to the level of corpse demon. Not to mention being invulnerable to swords and guns, I can also be considered indestructible. Aren't you afraid that a mere minions will blow you away?
He laughed loudly, and regardless of the white fox's attack on his throat, he turned his wrist with his other hand and hammered the white fox with the hilt of the sword, waiting for the half-second opportunity to attack when the white fox was unable to break through his defense and was dazed.

The Bizen Osafune Kunimoto sword, which was originally only the length of an ordinary katana, became so huge that even the hilt could not be underestimated. At this moment, the corpse demon was holding it as a hammer and its momentum was stronger than that of a battering ram. Its kinetic energy was comparable to that of an overloaded dump truck at full speed.

If you were hit by the hammer, you would be crushed into powder on the spot, or seriously injured.

Dong Ye Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and entered the state of Wuxiang Sword. He became more aware of everything around him, including the posture of the corpse demon in front of him, how to attack his throat, and then how to avoid his counterattack. It only took a moment, and before he could think much, his body had already moved.

The two fluffy tails like clouds moved, and the body posture was slightly adjusted in the air. The whole white fox passed through the air in a very coordinated posture, and its sharp claws cut into the throat of the corpse demon. The claws, covered with the spiritual light of killing demons, treated the corpse demon's flesh and skin as nothing and cut through smoothly.

puff!
The corpse demon felt like his throat was cut, and at the same time he had an unbearable feeling, as if his throat was on fire.

The corpse demon didn't know what this thing was, but he knew it was not a good thing, and his eyes widened in anger.

He staggered back, holding his throat, but unlike a mortal being attacked in the vitals, his attack posture did not change much. Instead, he gripped the hilt of the sword even harder, determined to smash the white fox into a paste.

However, after Dong Ye Yu succeeded in his attack, he did not stop at all. He kicked the corpse demon's chest with his hind legs, and the movement trajectory of the entire fox suddenly changed, and it descended rapidly diagonally downward.

He just dodged the sword handle that was hammering at him, and then cut four scars on his thigh. The whole process was smooth and there was a natural beauty of killing.

Immediately afterwards, Dong Ye Yu did not distance himself from the corpse demon, but instead ran back and forth around the corpse demon's legs and feet, occasionally seizing the opportunity during the corpse demon's attacks to scratch it with the sharp claws attached to the demon-slaying magic power. Each scratch left four deep scars, and rich death energy continued to leak out from the wounds, and was then refined by the demon-slaying magic power attached there.

The key point is that he is not greedy for swords, and for a moment he became quite angry even though the corpse demon's swordsmanship is exquisite.

In less than half a minute, the armor on the corpse demon's thighs, calves, abdomen and waist were already covered with claw marks and in tatters, with thick black gas constantly emanating from it.

"roll!"

The corpse demon held the sword in both hands and roared angrily. The thick death energy lingering around his body burst out. The air wave pushed the white fox away for a distance, and he took the opportunity to retreat, then held the sword horizontally on guard.

Only then did he have time to check his injuries.

The corpse demon only lowered his eyebrows and saw the holes all over his lower body. At the same time, a special feeling floated in his heart. He had not felt any physical sensation for a long time since he became a corpse demon. At this moment, he felt a strange and annoying feeling of weakness.

It wasn't pain, but a feeling of growing weaker and falling.

It felt like there was a small area in the throat that was on fire and constantly burning, but this fire was not fueled by flesh and blood, but by the resentment and dead air that he had accumulated with great effort.

He then subconsciously mobilized his strength, and a strong sense of resentment and death surged up like a tsunami, trying to extinguish the small flame.

But he was shocked to find that no matter how much resentment he had, it seemed to have no effect. Instead, it was like adding fuel to the fire, making the flames even more intense.

What a beast! What kind of witchcraft is that!
He cursed in his heart, but was a little terrified. He didn't understand why he could break his indestructible body, and he didn't understand why the resentful and deadly energy that even gods didn't dare to challenge could be ignited by such a strange flame.

It was not until my eyes fell on the inconspicuous light attached to the claws that a feeling of fear came over me, and I suddenly understood.

No wonder the old guy in Yu Shi is so confident, is this what he relies on?
The corpse demon then realized that facing this fox demon, the super defensive ability and strength brought by its gigantic size seemed to have no advantage - of course it was not completely useless, if it was the same size, he would have been beheaded just now.

But if they were the same size, at least they wouldn't be so passive.

Thinking of this, he simply gathered his death energy and his body slowly shrank until he turned into a small giant over ten feet tall, about the same size as the white fox.

Dong Yeyu saw him shrink his body, his expression became serious, and he paced around the corpse demon, trying to find its weakness while thinking.

In this case, the tactic used just now by Xiujiao will not work, and the swordsmanship advantage inherited by the corpse demon from the teacher will be greatly enhanced.

However, correspondingly, if someone of this size were to catch a vital point, there was no doubt that it would be a fatal blow that would decapitate the creature.

But he had underestimated his enemy just now, and now it was not so easy for him to attack vital points such as the throat.

When Dong Yeyu thought of this, he suddenly noticed that his breath had become much weaker, and the deathly aura that lingered around him like a black mist gradually became almost invisible. Such changes were not many, but they were obvious enough.

It should be because the demon slayer and ghost fire are constantly refining the death energy.

It is said that the power of zombies comes from corpse qi, and the corpse demon must be similar. If all the resentment and death qi can be purified, perhaps he can be killed.

Dong Ye Yu formulated a plan in his mind that an ordinary demon hunter would never dare to think of.

After all, even ordinary gods dare not approach such a huge amount of death energy, let alone mortal practitioners. Even if there is a way to refine the death energy, it will take ten or eight years. The corpse demon will not wait for you to refine him to death.

It was only because Dong Ye Yu had the ability to restrain spells and his blue bar was long enough, and with the blessing of the Wuxiang Sword, he could fight against the corpse demon who inherited the swordsmanship of the swordsman.

Speaking of which, although this corpse demon is very good at swordsmanship, Dongye Yu discovered that there are also some moves he doesn't know.

For example, the sword technique of Wuxiang Sword requires reaching a state similar to that of Zuowang. The corpse demon's head is full of resentment and obsession, and it is difficult for him to reach the state of Wuxiang. It can be said that it is determined by nature that he cannot learn this sword technique.

If you can't learn the Wuxiang Sword, the power of Tianlan's sword style will be greatly reduced.

However, the refining speed is quite slow if it only relies on Demon Slaying and Phantom Fire.

Dong Ye Yu pondered for two seconds, glanced at the corpse demon, and saw that he was also on guard against him. He probably wanted to refine the remaining magic power from slaying the demon, so he did not attack rashly.

So Dongye Yu approached carefully while taking out the small treasure house contained in his soul - he had made all the preparations this time and brought with him all the treasures he could.

After searching for a while, he found a feather fan in the air beside him. It had only five feathers, and they seemed to be taken from the tail feathers of some mythical bird. Each feather was shining brightly, and golden and red fire aura occasionally emerged.

As soon as it appeared, the temperature of the surrounding area seemed to rise a lot, and the lingering deathly aura also retreated one after another. A circular deathly aura hole with a radius of tens of meters soon appeared around Dong Ye Yu, and the air suddenly became clear and bright.

The divine fire is much stronger than his own fox fire - He Guishan should have experienced this.

Dong Ye Yu used his magic power to place the red-gold feather fan above his head, and then it was as if an invisible hand grasped the handle of the fan and gently fanned it in the direction of the corpse demon.

call!
A raging red-gold flame appeared out of nowhere and turned into a giant firebird that was dozens of feet long. It was not as big as Dongye Yu's own orange-red fox fire. As soon as this firebird appeared, the deathly air in the air began to make a hissing sound. For a moment, it was like some kind of fried food was put into a frying pan, and it seemed that the entire Fukuchiyama City was boiling.

The firebird seemed to have intelligence. After it was summoned, it locked onto the corpse demon in an instant, immediately flapped its wings, and swooped over with a cloud of fire.

Divine magic weapon?

The corpse demon was startled and subconsciously touched the wound on his throat that had not healed for a long time. Not daring to underestimate it, he took a deep breath, knowing that it was time to fight to the death.

He was decisive. He raised his sword high, and all the deathly aura that filled Fukuchiyama Castle was attracted to it, surging like a tsunami and gathering on the sword.

The density of the deathly aura decreased, and the sky appeared before their eyes. However, the previously clear blue sky was now covered with dark clouds, thunder rumbled, and electric snakes illuminated the entire world with an irregular frequency.

Dong Ye Yu sensed a terrifying aura gathering, he looked up in shock, he saw that the originally several-meter-long sword instantly turned into a giant blade that could cut through the sky and split the earth, connecting the sky and the earth. Countless thunders struck the black sword, but it seemed as if it was just wearing a crown of lightning.

The sound of a real ghost crying made me feel depressed and had a splitting headache. If it were a mortal, I would probably go crazy on the spot.

The corpse demon gripped the hilt of the sword tightly and shouted: "Ghost Slash!"

The giant blade that reached the sky and the earth slashed down at the firebird head-on. The ink-black death energy hit the giant bird that was wrapped in red-gold flames and instantly gained the upper hand. Even though the firebird burst out with all its true fire, it was unable to break through the shackles.

"This move is the result of my own enlightenment. I used the thoughts of the thousands of evil spirits here to perform it. It is not an ordinary swordsmanship. I wonder if there is any swordsmanship that your master taught you that can compare to it?"

The corpse demon laughed arrogantly, but did not loosen the force on the sword in his hand. Instead, he slowly suppressed the firebird to a lower altitude, and the surging red-gold true fire gradually dimmed.

(End of this chapter)