A person in Japan, a sword that soars to immortality.

Chapter 134 left a mark on Hiko Kiyoro.

The sound of the shamisen rang out intermittently as more and more demons were pulled into the Infinite Castle.

"grown ups."

On the first floor of the courtyard, starting from Kokushibo, from left to right are Doma, Akaza, Hantengu, and Gyokko.

All five Upper Moon demons, along with their retinues, had assembled, except for the newly promoted Upper Moon 6, Yajiro.

As Kokushibo knelt and bowed, the other members of his household also began to kneel in a similar manner.

"Narukyo, where is the Nine-Headed Serpent?"

Doma unfolded his fan, covering half of his face, and turned to look at Nakime with a smile.

"died."

Ok?

The other Upper Moon demons were all shaken upon hearing the news.

"Was it done by a member of the Demon Slayer Corps?" Doma's seven-colored pupils swayed from side to side, and then a fluttering ice butterfly appeared next to Nakime.

The next second, he switched places with Ice Butterfly and appeared next to Nakime.

As he raised his hand, intending to put his arm around the other person's shoulder, he continued with a smile:

"I feel like the Demon Slayer Corps samurai these days are a bit different from before."

"To think that he could kill Lord Xie Jiuying, it seems that only my intervention can quell Lord Muzan's rage."

Zheng~

As soon as the strings rang, Doma embraced a lonely figure.

Raising an eyebrow, just as he was about to use the same trick again and teleport there, Muzan, who was positioned on the second-floor railing, suddenly said calmly:

"The one who killed Xie Jiuying was that warrior named Taiyi. Do you want to face him?"

Ok?

Doma's eyes widened instantly, as if hearing that name would subject him to three seconds of involuntary control.

"Of course, Your subordinate..."

"No need, I will handle him myself." Muzan looked down at the crowd, his words devoid of any emotion, yet this calmness contained an unyielding authority.

"I've gathered you all here to assign the tasks ahead."

"In other words, information about Paradise Island and the Blue Spider Lily..."

......

Night, Kyoto, Mount Otowa.

A man nearly 1.9 meters tall with a robust build was looking at Xie Jiuying, whose body was gradually disintegrating, with a complicated expression.

"What? Are you feeling sorry for him?"

Taiichi twirled his sword, sheathed Futsu-no-Mitama, and looked at the man before him, asking with a smile.

Fortunately, I arrived in time; otherwise, if I had been a second later, the ancient sword technique of Flying Sky Sword Style would have been lost.

As he flew along as a blue peacock, he didn't detect a single ghost's aura after releasing his divine soul power.

Helpless, they had no choice but to continue forward. Fortunately, after arriving near Kyoto, Taiichi finally sensed a powerful aura.

The process was uneventful; it was simply that when the twelfth generation Hiko Seijuro was about to die, Taiichi descended from the sky, killed the evil Jiuying with a single sword strike, and incidentally gained 130 universal points.

"Regarding him, who abandoned his human identity and became a monster."

"Perhaps death was a mercy to him."

Slowly bending down, he picked up the broken piece of the sword and said with a sigh.

Taiyi nodded, indicating his agreement, then raised an eyebrow, looked at the other person, and asked in a playful tone:

Do you want to become stronger?

"Do you want the Flying Sword Style to become famous throughout the world?"

Upon hearing Taichi's words, the pupils of the 12th generation Hiko Seijuro suddenly contracted, as if he were recalling something.

Lean less.

He shook his head, looked at his broken katana, and asked softly:

"May I ask who you are...?"

"Yamada Asaemon Taichi."

"So he's the greatest warrior in the land, no wonder."

With a wry smile, the 12th generation Hiko Seijuro bowed to Taichi to express his respect.

After doing all this, he straightened up, his eyes filled with determination, and said in a firm tone:

"Lord Taiyi, I appreciate your kindness, but the Flying Sword Style is the strongest martial art in my heart."

He raised his hand, touching the scar on his chest that had stopped bleeding after Taiyi had treated it, and continued:

"The failure to defeat this monster is not the fault of the Flying Sword Style, but my own problem."

"I believe that one day, a successor to the Flying Sword Style will appear again."

"He will use his own strength to completely defeat this monster!"

clap clap.

Taiyi clapped his hands, but also shook his head.

Although I admire the other party's martial arts spirit and love for the Flying Sword Style, times are about to change.

Sakura Dragon, Ren, Muzan, and even when passing over Kyoto, they sensed the faint Yin energy hidden within the imperial city.

I believe that the world will continue to witness more extraordinary events in the future.

“I respect your choice. After all, with your mortal body, you almost beheaded an Upper Moon demon with the Heavenly Dragon Flash. Your words are worthy of belief.”

Taiyi raised his hand again, flicked his fingers slightly, and sent a stream of water-attribute true energy into the opponent's body.

Then, like a child seeing a magic show for the first time, the 12th generation Hiko Seijuro stared wide-eyed at the scars on his body healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"In that case, let's say goodbye here."

Snapped.

With a snap of his fingers, a massive blue peacock descended from the sky and lay down beside Taiyi.

After settling into a seated position, Taiichi looked at the 12th generation Hiko Seijuro and said with a smile:

"If one day you change your mind, you can come to Edo to find me and say goodbye."

cracking!!!

A strong gust of wind blew, and the blue peacock suddenly flapped its wings and flew straight into the sky.

Gazing at Taiichi, who had already become a point in the night sky, seemingly heading towards the moon, the 12th generation Hiko Seijuro whispered:

"Lord Taiyi, I wish you great success in your military endeavors."

"I also wish you good luck in your military endeavors."

Ok?

Everyone had disappeared, and then Taiichi's voice rang in his ears again, causing the 12th generation Hiko Seijuro to be stunned for a moment, before a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"What a powerful being..."

"Is this the posture of the greatest warrior in the world? I may never reach this level in my lifetime, but it is not impossible for the next generation to inherit the Hiten Mitsurugi-ryu style!"

I'm sorry, although Kenshin Himura's master, the 13th generation, is much stronger than Seijuro Ko, he still cannot surpass me.

Taiyi, sitting cross-legged on the back of the blue peacock, couldn't help but laugh after reading the other party's thoughts.

"Unexpectedly, as my realm and strength have improved, I have also acquired the ability to implant my will into the bodies of other creatures."

The other person was indeed a talented individual, and he felt a sense of appreciation for his talent.

But if you've already extended an olive branch and the other party chooses to refuse, then so be it.

At this stage, I already have enough talented people around me.

The mark was left on the 12th generation Hiko Seijuro to determine the location of the 13th generation Hiko Seijuro.

At the same time, it was also to ensure that he could meet Kenshin, who was known as Battosai the Manslayer during the anti-shogunate movement, in the future.

"The shogunate is now under my protection, so of course we should mark our future enemies in advance."

A slight smile played on his lips, and then Taiyi tapped the blue peacock's back with his sword sheath, saying heartily:

"Speed ​​up a bit. Your master is about to achieve mastery of his skills. Doesn't he want to add another color to his tail feathers soon?"

cracking!!!!

"Haha, fly high! Tomorrow and the future will surely belong to me!"

Taiyi took out a wine flask from his pocket, unscrewed the stopper, and drank heartily before laughing loudly.