Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

"This level of power"

"I suppose he truly lives up to his reputation as an ancient evil god?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi felt a chill run down his spine, exhaled a breath of stale air, and became secretly on guard.

He has seen gods and slain gods.

But there's practically no one who can put that kind of pressure on him.

He was aware of this kind of power.

Divine grace is as vast as the sea, divine power as deep as a prison.

Even a mortal who has been through countless battles can exude a chilling killing intent. So, when a being reaches the pinnacle of transcendence and becomes a god, unleashing their full will, it is something that no ordinary person can withstand.

Putting aside others, if Uesugi Kiyoshi were to fall into a fit of rage, a single glance from him would be enough to send those thugs running for their lives, daring not to provoke him.

However, this level of "intimidation" was not enough to cause Uesugi Kiyoshi any real trouble.

He was now starting to figure out the snake demon's tactics.

Intimidation, mind reading, soul-stealing.

With these three methods combined, not only ordinary people, but even ordinary extraordinary individuals are easily swayed by the spell and become its echoes.

But, apart from that.

This snake demon doesn't seem to be anything special.

His speed and reaction time were ridiculously slow, barely better than an ordinary person. Faced with Uesugi Kiyoshi's swords, he was completely at his mercy.

Even so, the effeminate man still smiled smugly.

"It's no use. No matter how many times you try, your swords and blades can't hurt me in the slightest."

"That power was interesting, but that's about it."

"Never underestimate the gods who have existed since time immemorial!"

The serpent demon avatar didn't roar and shout recklessly, lowering its own status; it simply used words to weaken Uesugi Kiyoshi's defenses.

In Uesugi Kiyoshi's view, this guy wasn't just arguing voluntarily—he seemed to have no way to deal with Uesugi Kiyoshi and was also thinking of strategies, or simply preparing a big move.

Uesugi Kiyoshi chuckled, stamped his foot, raised his head, and held the sword horizontally in front of him.

"Swords and blades are useless to you?"

"What about this?"

As his finger traced the blade of Onikiri, it was as if he had flipped a switch, opened a door.

The sword energy hissed, flowing upwards like water, washing over the ripples of the Onikiri blade pattern on the sword's body.

In an instant, Uesugi Kiyoshi's aura changed.

His previously calm expression turned cold and ruthless, subtly conveying an air of absolute power over life and death.

His gaze was somewhat indifferent. The sword energy of the Narrative God arose from his heart, mixed with mirage energy, like the roar of a tiger and the cry of a dragon, simply and brutally tearing through the serpent demon's aura suppression.

The black mist that filled the sky was breached by the sword energy.

The Buddha's light poured down like mercury, illuminating half of Uesugi Kiyoshi's face.

Amidst the interplay of light and shadow, only the sword's gleam shines most brightly.

The snake demon was initially dismissive, believing that "mirage" was not much different from demonic energy.

Yamata no Orochi is one of the oldest deities in Japan. In fact, even today in Japan, many cults worship snake gods whose prototypes are Yamata no Orochi.

This accumulated faith, combined with the evil god's unscrupulous methods, created an absolute monster.

Later, for some reason, Yamata no Orochi split into eight, but even if each one were taken out individually, it would still be a calamity that gave even the righteous gods of Takamagahara a headache.

His expression changed when the sword aura of the Naruto Sword hissed.

The way he looked at Uesugi Kiyoshi just now was as if he were looking at a small child, powerless, weak, pitiful, and deserving of pity.

This aloof attitude is a habit formed over a long period of time while living high in the clouds, and it is extremely difficult to change.

However, when Uesugi Kiyoshi used his sword energy, it was as if he saw this child pull out a Gatling gun from somewhere and was ready to fire at him menacingly.

"This kind of power?!"

"who are you?!"

Chapter 361 Mistaking a Snake for a Bow, a Ghost Ship and a Mirage

"I am the master of the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons, wielding the sword to slay gods."

"Your fate is sealed today that you have met me!"

Uesugi Kiyoshi's voice also became low and seemed a little hoarse, but he was oblivious to it.

The radiant light shone from the tightly clasped hands of the boy named Yasutsuna.

The swordsman's lips moved slightly, forcing a somewhat stiff smile.

The next second, the flashes of blades came down like a torrential downpour.

Uesugi Kiyoshi has a habit of testing his opponent first, no matter who they are, as long as they are not a weakling whose weaknesses can be seen through at a glance.

Now that the probing is over, the attack will be a killing blow.

The same sword, but the power attached to it is completely different.

A legacy from a thousand years ago, Uesugi Kiyoshi can sever the root of demons and gods with the Narukami Sword Aura.

The figure moved like lightning, tearing through the black mist, and Onikiri pierced the chest of Orochi's incarnation without any hindrance.

The sword energy surged, tearing apart the ornate fabric and the fragile flesh.

Less than half a meter apart, Uesugi Kiyoshi looked at the effeminate man's utterly astonished face and revealed a chilling smile.

The next second, his smile shattered abruptly.

The expected smoke and dust did not dissipate. Instead, a pale and bony hand gripped the hilt of Onikiri's sword.

The pupils of Orochi's avatar shrank to the size of a pinhead. He coughed a few times, spitting out a mouthful of blood, yet still managed a strange laugh.

"I see, that's it."

"You are the inheritor of this power."

"Ha ha ha ha."

"No wonder you're not afraid of me, no wonder you want to kill me."

Hey, hee hee.

A strange laugh was forced out of the person in front of him. He was breathing heavily, and his gaze toward Uesugi Kiyoshi became extremely complicated.

"You're so smug, aren't you?"

"Having obtained this unprecedented power, even immortal demons and gods are no match for you. You have the power of life and death in your hands, just like a god who rules over gods."

"Ha ha."

The continuous panting sounds, like those of a broken bellows at work, could be heard, but Orochi's avatar had not yet fallen.

"You'll regret it. The more smug you are now, the more you'll regret it in the future."

Do you think this kind of power is something a mortal can use recklessly?

"Do you think this power will come to you without you paying any price?"

"Don't be naive!"

“I was once just like you, a god among men, sitting high on the clouds, as if above all the gods, the master of the world.”

"But in the end, you'll find that you're nothing more than a tool that can be used at will."

"One day, you will be like me, infamous, your beliefs shattered, hated by everyone like a rat crossing the street, barely surviving in a dark corner."

"When the birds are all gone, the good bow is put away; when the cunning rabbit is dead, the hunting dog is cooked!"

"We're no different, just dogs. What are you so arrogant about?!"

With a roar, the effeminate man in the form of Orochi forcefully pulled out Uesugi Kiyoshi's Onikiri.

Uesugi Kiyoshi's power was suppressed in that instant.

The first time, the sword energy, capable of slaying demons and gods, was completely ineffective against the enemy.

His body dissipated into black mist, and several meters away, the effeminate man reformed his form.

"Ouch, that hurts!"

Are you surprised, angry, or unable to understand?

“I have said before that I once possessed this power.”

"You can slay all the gods in the world, but you cannot use this power to kill me!"

"Humph"

"It seems my luck has turned. Since you are the chosen one, then what if I take over your body?"

"Maybe I can walk the path I came from again!"

"Hmph, hahaha!"

"God will not kill me!"

The Orochi avatar muttered to itself, its expression turning manic.

The look in his eyes as he looked at Uesugi Kiyoshi had turned into an undisguised greedy desire.

"Now that the greetings are over, it's my turn."

"I'll accept this generous gift!"

"Uh-ha!"

"To see a snake in a cup, one's soul is shattered!"

As part of Sinology, idioms were introduced to Japan at that time very early on.