Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

This was originally a last resort, and Uesugi Kiyoshi did not have high expectations, but the result still made him change color - it was as if he had not hit a mortal body, but hit an iron plate.

Shuten-dōji's imposing body remained unmoved, but Uesugi Kiyoshi's hand was jolted and he felt a sharp pain. He became alert, raised his arms to protect his chest, blocked Shuten-dōji's casual punch, and then staggered back several steps to create distance.

"Stop hiding your power, Onikiri's strength."

"Is that the Onikiri you possess?"

"Higekiri? Hizakiri? Or... Lion's Song?"

"It can't be."

Shuten-dōji shook his bloodied arm, a wild smile on his face, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit, looking quite intrigued.

Uesugi Kiyoshi did not answer.

He glanced at the gourd on Shuten-dōji's back—it seemed to contain his fine wine, and a hideous mouth was grinning at the bottom of the gourd, but it looked listless.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa once explained Shuten-dōji's fighting style to Kiyoshi Uesugi—this demon king of Mount Ōe, in addition to his brute strength and invulnerable body, could also control the miasma and madness from the huge gourd on his back, using the former to attack enemies and the latter to protect himself.

But as soon as they clashed, Uesugi Kiyoshi only saw brute force; the sake gourd was practically useless.

A thought struck him, and he narrowed his eyes, saying with certainty, "Is the Divine Poison Wine still affecting you?"

His long, wine-red hair fluttered in the wind. Shuten-dōji made no attempt to hide anything. He wrinkled his nose dismissively, his golden eyes filled with indifference.

"That kind of wine is my nemesis. My abilities as a [demon] are completely suppressed."

"But I'm not just a ghost!"

"I am the divine child of Mount Ibuki, the demon king of Mount Ōe!"

As Shuten-dōji roared, faint chants of Buddhist hymns echoed from the depths of the temple. A golden Buddhist light flashed across Shuten-dōji's arm, and the wound healed instantly, its flesh and blood surging back to life.

Legend has it that during the Heian period, Shuten-dōji was originally a young monk at a Buddhist temple in the Ibuki Mountains. He was known as the son of the Ibuki Mountain God. Despite the passage of time, his body remained young and his appearance unchanged. He would sit on the temple corridor every day, praying for the well-wishers, practicing Buddhism, and guiding the world.

Later, during a war between humans and demons, he was haunted by the resentment of countless wronged souls and eventually fell into the demon realm, becoming the Demon King of Mount Ooe.

To put it more simply, he succumbed to depravity.

Those who are extraordinary can fall into depravity and become food for ghosts and gods, but those who are extraordinary to a certain degree can fall into depravity and become ghosts and gods themselves.

The dragon slayer eventually becomes the evil dragon.

The Divine Poison Wine is a supernatural substance that naturally restrains Shuten-dōji. Even though he has separated from that body, his soul has still been eroded, and the "demon" part of his power has been firmly suppressed.

He couldn't use his Ghost King power or Ghost Gourd, but he could still use his Vajra Body and Wrathful Demon-Subduing Power.

Shuten-dōji laughed wildly and charged forward, aiming to smash Uesugi Kiyoshi's brains with a straight punch that had no fancy moves.

Uesugi Kiyoshi closed his eyes for a moment, then suddenly opened them wide.

Mind, skill, body, essence, energy, and spirit are all integrated into one.

A mind as clear as a mirror and as still as water, where mind and skill are one!

On his right arm, the tattoo of a blue-faced, fanged demon's head moved as if touched by a gust of wind, surging and detaching from his arm like liquid, squeezing into his palm.

In an instant, a katana took shape in his palm.

The blade of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons has a pattern that stretches endlessly like ocean waves, evoking a feeling of being connected to one's own flesh and blood.

Onikiri—Dojigiri Yasutsuna—has finally revealed its true power.

Shuten-dōji's golden pupils narrowed, and as expected, he chuckled, but his movements did not stop.

"I really saw a lot of old items today."

"Minamoto no Yorimitsu's sword, Minamoto no Yorimitsu's sake"

"Tonight feels like that scene from years ago is playing out all over again."

"But I'm not the same Shuten-dōji I used to be!"

A fist gleaming with golden light hurtled through the air with a sharp whistling sound.

Uesugi Kiyoshi remained calm and composed, taking a step forward and slashing down with his sword.

Human and ghost passed each other, sword and fist clashed, producing a sound like metal striking metal.

Uesugi Kiyokura hastily took a few steps back, bracing himself with his feet to regain his footing.

Shuten-dōji's red hair had been mostly cut off, and his clenched fist had lost its golden luster. Blood was flowing uncontrollably, and a deep, bone-revealing cut was clearly visible on his skin.

Having drunk its fill of the blood of the divine child and the demon king, Onikiri's blade shimmered brilliantly, like a ferocious, hungry beast that had just awakened, licking its fangs.

Shuten-dōji suddenly turned around, his smile vanishing completely.

His gloomy eyes were filled with a frenzied and furious gleam.

The slightly deep baritone voice became a little hoarse, but its power remained undiminished.

"Hundred Ghosts Night Parade!"

Chapter 139 A Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts, A Chaotic Dance of the Heart Sword

A layer of shimmering purple light danced continuously above Shuten-dōji's wound, preventing the flesh from healing.

At the same time, a heart-wrenching pain came from the wound, making Shuten-dōji's mind somewhat out of control.

This feeling was familiar to him.

This sword, Dojigiri Yasutsuna, was meticulously crafted by Minamoto no Yorimitsu, who exhausted all the great craftsmen of the Minamoto clan. It was forged using the souls of humans and demons as sacrifices, specifically to target the demon king Shuten-dōji.

In addition, there was the "divine poison wine" from the gods of Takamagahara.

Everything today seems to have been orchestrated, suppressing Shuten-dōji's strength to its weakest point.

Was it done by the president of the Dongwen Association? His name was Dongwen Jue, wasn't it?

Shuten-dōji was lost in thought, and the next moment he became impatient.

Hundreds of years of imprisonment in the dream world did nothing to improve his temper.

Now, with Onikiri in hand, Uesugi Kiyoshi's fierce slashes can pose a threat to him.

Shuten-dōji didn't want to lose, or rather, he hated losing.

Therefore, he used a tactic that could end the battle quickly.

Shuten-dōji's abilities as a "demon" were all suppressed, but there was one exception: even gods and demons could not overcome his poisoned wine.

That is -- the Demon King's "Night Parade of One Hundred Demons"!

At Shuten-dōji's command, the entire Mount Ōe seemed to be drawn into silence by a magnet.

At the foot of the mountain, the demons trembling with Akutagawa Ryunosuke, the demons stopped by Ye San, the demons wounded by Uesugi Kiyoshi in the mountains, and any demons existing in inconspicuous corners that are unseen and untraceable.

They simultaneously vanished as phantoms.

Ibaraki-dōji looked up in surprise at the summit of Mt. Ōe and blurted out in disbelief.

"They actually managed to force him to use the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons?!"

"Damn it, could it be that bastard Minamoto no Yorimitsu has come back to life?!"

With a determined look, he turned around amidst the flying white hair, intending to rush to the mountaintop.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa casually cut in from the side, blocking his way like a persistent ghost.

"Lord Ibaraki, that is the battlefield of a great general. I have not yet had my fill of fun, and you cannot leave yet."

Ibaraki-dōji spat angrily, but could only helplessly wield the Hand of Hell, wanting to eliminate this troublesome opponent first.

At the summit of Mount Oe, in front of a dilapidated temple.

Behind Shuten-dōji, countless mournful ghosts appeared and disappeared like phantoms, gathering more and more over time, forming a massive scale.

It was an ocean of vengeful spirits, a collection of the wills of the demons of Mount Ooe.

Shuten-dōji flicked the blood off his arm and pointed his finger forward.

As if given a command, the howling spirits of a hundred demons behind him attacked Uesugi Kiyoshi from all directions with a tremendous force that could change the very fabric of the world.

The dream world is inherently a world composed of "consciousness".

Shuten-dōji's Night Parade of One Hundred Demons is a powerful ability that allows him to command hundreds of demons to swarm out, overwhelming the consciousness of his opponent with sheer numbers, tearing apart their soul, and causing them to instantly perish.

It's worth mentioning that this is an indiscriminate, wide-area attack.

The spirits of the demon race raged on the mountaintop, causing sand and stones to fly and the sun and moon to lose their light.

Uesugi Kiyoshi held his sword with both hands, focused and calm, showing no fear on his face, and even a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

With a thought, the Hundred Demons Scroll in the Mirage Tower immediately emitted a faint glow.

Before him, a Hundred Tales Card, shrouded in wisps of mirage, solidified from the void and revealed its true form.

On the scroll of a hundred demons, next to his portrait, three ghostly flames went out simultaneously.

A vast expanse of mirage-like energy surged forth from his body, condensing around him, but even more materialized behind him.

A ferocious and majestic dog god stood in mid-air, facing off against Shuten-dōji and the Hyakki Yagyō behind him, holding his own.

Uesugi Kiyoshi whispered four words.

"Heart Sword Ranbu!"

This was the last Inugami Scroll Hyakumonogatari card he lit up, and it might also be the strongest one; it was a spell card.

"Consumes three ghost flames to unleash five consecutive slashes, each slash carrying the characteristics of [Heart Slash], [Evil Slash], and [Guardian]."

Its simple and brutal effect is enough to secure victory in battle.

Heart Slash, Evil Slash, and "Guardian" which Uesugi Kiyoshi never used are all sword techniques from the Inugami Scroll.

Kill their hearts, cut off their evil, and protect yourself.

In a state of perfect harmony between mind and skill, Uesugi Kiyoshi exhausted his physical and mental strength, focusing all his attention. His figure flashed by, transforming into a streak of light as he attacked. In his hand, Dojigiri Yasutsuna rode the waves of the sea of ​​vengeful spirits of the demon clan, unstoppable.

With his first strike, he forcefully cleaved a gap in the vast and boundless Night Parade of One Hundred Demons.

Both Heart Slash and Evil Slash are effective techniques for killing demons. Heart Slash is a slash that targets the mind, while Evil Slash is a special attack against demons and gods.

The dazzling sword light, upon encountering the vengeful spirits of the demon race, was like the bright sun melting ice and snow, invincible in its path.

When the second strike came down, Uesugi Kiyoshi was less than three meters away from Shuten-dōji.