Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

Dongzhao Shenjun may have just taken over this body, and his movements are still a bit stiff. In order to escape the dream world, he forcibly weakened his soul and sealed it into his natal artifact, the Magatama, waiting for a suitable person to use it so that he could take advantage of the situation and complete the initial possession.

This was a plan he had prepared for a long time. The power in the magatama could cleanse the possessed person's body and transform it to be more suitable for the descent of his soul. And coincidentally, Dong Wenyu was also connected to the heroic spirit of Tokugawa Ieyasu.

With the two combined, the Eastern God in the dream successfully escaped.

He returned to the real world without the prayers of believers or large offerings.

Uesugi Kiyoshi's broken sword was crushed to pieces by Tosho Shinjun's bare hands, and he was also accidentally punched in the chest. He was sent flying and knocked far away, struggling to keep his body upright.

Caught between internal and external pressures, the decline is becoming increasingly severe.

A bloodthirsty desire accumulated in his heart little by little, and was about to grow into a towering tree.

The distance between Uesugi Kiyoshi and Tosho Shinkun widened, giving their allies an opportunity to intervene.

Without hesitation, Ryunosuke Akutagawa stepped forward, holding his black jade cane upside down.

Also charging forward with their swords drawn were the demon swordsman Shinju, who had just arrived, and Izumi Rin, who had been dozing off in the corner.

The jet-black jade staff, wrapped with shimmering spider silk, pointed at Dongzhao Shenjun's chest at a tricky angle.

A demon sword slashed diagonally from the left, while a wild katana cleaved down from the right, high above.

The three of them remained silent, yet they formed a coordinated attack in perfect unison.

The president of the Collectors Association, the demon sword of Dongwen, and the linker of the Sword Saint.

Neither of them are considered weak.

But with a flash of green light, the staff and the knife came to an abrupt halt half a meter in front of Dongzhao Shenjun, unable to advance any further.

It was as if it had struck a solid city wall, and was completely blocked.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa clicked his tongue and muttered under his breath, "What a hard turtle shell!"

The Collectors Association has records related to Tosho Shinjun's abilities, although they are not complete, they do provide a basic introduction.

This Tosho Shinjun is known for his "defense" and "regeneration" abilities.

The faint green light was completely different from the abilities Dong Wenyu had used before. It was like an insurmountable barrier, causing everyone's attacks to vanish into thin air.

Dongzhao Shenjun tilted his head slightly, a hint of interest in his eyes, and exclaimed, "Oh, so there are actually humans with such strength among cultivators nowadays?"

He was actually wrong. The three extraordinary beings he was facing were all Linkers. Only Izumi Rin understood the sword heart and embarked on the path of sword cultivation, so he could be considered a cultivator.

"Well, forget it."

"I originally just wanted to play around with you guys, but you actually managed to slightly shake the [Martial Arts Laws]."

"I don't want to take any risks."

After sighing a few times, Dongzhao Shenjun gave a strange smile and suddenly took a deep breath.

His body rapidly swelled up.

Dong Wenyu, who was originally about 1.7 meters tall, suddenly grew to nearly 3 meters. His whole body became bulging, and any casual gesture he made could shake the earth.

Dong Wenyu took a few more deep breaths, somewhat dissatisfied, and his size increased again, reaching a height of five or six meters.

It was as tall as a three-story building, and had become a small giant.

Uesugi Kiyoshi struggled to his feet. He reached out and, with trembling hands, pulled a small gourd from his waist and gently pried open the spout.

A rich, refreshing aroma of wine burst forth in the courtyard.

Ye San sniffed the air, his eyes lighting up.

"Good wine!" he blurted out.

When he sniffed it again, his expression became somewhat incredulous.

"Is it medicinal wine? No, that's not right! Fuyao, the smell of this wine... could it be some kind of 'Daughter's Red' wine that the Old Man buried when you were born, to be brought out to entertain relatives and friends when you get married?"

"You gave him to this kid behind your father's back?"

"you you you!!"

Ye San pointed at Li Fuyao with a pained expression, his fingers trembling slightly.

"Did you leave me any?!"

Li Fuyao rolled her eyes and didn't reply, seemingly unsurprised by Ye San's startling words.

She knew this uncle's true nature all too well.

He gulped down the whole pot of wine.

A rich and warm aroma lingered in his chest, while a cool sensation traveled down his throat and into his brain.

The medicinal wine given to me by Li Fuyao is like a rare and precious medicine.

It cures the soul's depravity.

The whispers of ghosts and spirits vanished, and the numerous ghostly figures before him disappeared without a trace.

His mind became focused, and his blood boiled, flowing faster. A blush crept onto Uesugi Kiyoshi's face, whether from anger or intoxication, it was hard to tell.

Kudo Yuichi quickly came to his friend's side, and seeing that his expression gradually returned to normal, he gave up his plan to help him up.

Uesugi Kiyoshi didn't waste any words. He stared intently at Tosho Shinkun's already swollen body and frowned, saying, "Yuichi, what is this thing?"

"What is he doing?"

Kudo Yuichi gripped his pocket watch tightly, and said with a wry smile, "This is the specialty of the [Gods]."

"They can use their power to change the shape of their bodies."

"Don't underestimate this ability. When the size of a god increases to a certain extent, many attacks become less effective against them."

"To give you an example, Qing, you can easily cut a person's body in half, but if you were to cut a tall building in half, that would probably be very difficult."

"When facing enemies who are weaker than themselves but numerous, many demons and gods will choose this method to multiply their bodies."

"Quantitative change will lead to qualitative change, and only those ghosts and gods with this ability can be rated as [Heavenly Guardian Level]. Even among gods, there are very few who can do this."

You've seen tokusatsu shows, haven't you?

"Just like the monsters in Ultraman."

"When their bodies grow to a certain size, destroying the entire Tokyo will be an easy task."

"If we let him grow up like this, it's not impossible that he could become a national disaster."

"You should know that gods can convert the souls of mortals into their own power through faith, or more directly through soul sacrifice."

"The 3700 million residents of the Tokyo metropolitan area are all a feast bestowed upon the gods."

"I don't know what level this Tosho Shinjun wants to achieve, but we can't afford to gamble."

Uesugi Kiyoshi frowned as he looked at the still-expanding body of Tosho Shinkun.

Things never keep up with the pace of change.

He believed that even Dong Wenjue, who had meticulously planned and planted a spy next to his brother, would never have foreseen this scene.

Just when things seemed to have settled down, another unexpected event occurred.

This is the fickle nature of fate.

"Could it destroy all of Tokyo?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa's physical skills were average, but after struggling against the massive body of Tosho Shinkun, he had already turned pale and looked exhausted.

It's clear he's at his limit, because he didn't even summon the Rashomon Beast, obviously he overused his abilities and depleted his power.

Shen Cheng's eyes were bloodshot, and he instinctively drew his sword, but he could not shake the emerald green barrier in front of Dongzhao Shenjun.

Uesugi Kiyoshi watched Rin in the midst of battle, then turned to see Higashimaki Maki with a worried expression.

Li Fuyao's eyes were full of expectation, and she gave him a slight smile.

It's as if having him around brings immense peace of mind; it's a profound trust.

Behind him were his family and friends.

Kyoko Nohara was at home, anxiously waiting for him to return.

There were countless ordinary people in Tokyo whom he had never met, but they were all living, breathing human beings.

And this so-called "god" in front of them wants to take them all away?

From the moment I started my journey through time, I've been working hard, working hard, and working even harder.

With a perfect start, the seemingly cheat-like Hundred Demons Scroll, and the help of his mentor, his path can be considered smooth sailing.

Soon he will be able to take advantage of the favorable winds, realize his ambitions, and rise to great heights.

But now, because of these suddenly appearing ghosts and gods, everything is in danger of destruction?

Bloodshot veins spread across Uesugi Kiyoshi's eyes.

The smell of alcohol and his courage surged together, and anger and fighting spirit raged in his chest.

He clenched his right hand tightly.

Onikiri took shape in his palm instantly, just as he wished.

Gripping his sword tightly, Uesugi Kiyoshi raised his head and stared at the enormous creature before him.

He opened his mouth, as if talking to himself.

"In this world, among all living beings, whether wise or foolish, they are all like jade from another mountain. Only the sword in my hand remains unwavering. Those who disturb my mind will all be cut down!"

He closed his eyes for a moment, then gently opened them.

The determination is unwavering.

"The God of Injustice."

"He may also be beheaded!"

Chapter 145 Inugami Awakens, Godhood

Being large in size is not actually scary.