Chapter 122 Spiegel: How pitiful, brother! Relying on stronger mental power, the transparent world of Mingjing with a wider range has seen the resurrection of Hei Death Mou.
In the original time and space, Hei Shimo saw his current appearance through the reflection of the sword blade, and was made ugly by himself.
In fact, seeing that his current appearance was completely contrary to his original dream of becoming the strongest samurai, he believed that his current monster-like appearance was not worthy of being called a samurai, and the obsession in his heart dissipated and he naturally turned into ashes and died.
But now, Der Spiegel is not sure whether Hei Shimo will still be like this.
"Perhaps... the surprise prepared for Wuhan will be equally effective for Black Death Mo."
The face of Enichi Jiguo in Enichi Zero flashed through Ming Jing's mind.
Thinking of this, Ming Jing pinched his hands.
"Transformation!"
A puff of white smoke came out, and at this time, Ming Jing had transformed into a young samurai with a dark red high ponytail, red irises, a pair of pendants hanging from his ears, and a red feather fabric.
"Yes, and this one."
Ming Jing took out the carbon black Nichirin sword from the several knives tied behind his back.
"In this way, it should be exactly the same."
Seeing the movement of the fight between two people and one ghost in the distance, Ming Jing rushed forward without stopping.
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"The breath of the sun · the form of picking up · brilliance and grace!"
"Breath of Rock · Wu ZhiType · Walun Punishment Department!"
Purgatory Xingjulang and Bei Mingyu Xingming both jumped up and attacked Hei Shimo below.
"Tsukiwei's Breath·Shifting Style·Through the Face and Kill Luo Yue!"
Black Death Mou swung two huge slashes with one hand, knocking the two people back again.
"How pitiful, brother."
A sigh came, and a steady sound of footsteps came, causing Hei Shimo to pause for a moment as he planned to pursue the victory, and then slowly turned his head.
In front of him, a young man whose appearance was almost the same as his own as a human was walking towards him holding a carbon black Nichirin sword.
"This knife... is your knife, Yuanyi... is it you? But, I remember you are already dead!"
Hei Shimo looked at the face of "Jiguo Yuanyi" that had become blurred due to hundreds of years of memory, but was extremely familiar, and said in disbelief.
"Brother, do you still remember what you said back then?"
"What did I say... back then?"
Hei Shimo said in confusion.
Even more confused than them were Purgatory Xingjulang and Beimingyu Xingming.
Who is this?Does he look so similar to Hei Shimo from before?Is this his brother? So how did he live for so many years?Is he also a ghost?
But no matter what, the two of them still took advantage of this time to recover their strength.
"When I was a kid, I asked my brother about his dream when he was practicing swordsmanship. He said that his dream was to become the strongest samurai, and I said, then I would become the second strongest samurai."
Hei Shimo stood there blankly, lost in memories.
"But brother, look at you now, do you still look like a warrior?"
Ming Jing placed the carbon black sun blade in front of him.
[This ugly monster in front of me...is it me?The first dream, the strongest samurai...]
Through the reflection of the light, Hei Shimo saw his own reflection on the sword, and was speechless. When he came back to his senses, his body had begun to rot, and the parts that fell to the ground turned into ashes.
"I heard that before people die, they will see the souls of the people closest to them. Yuanyi...are you here to pick me up?"
A smile suddenly appeared on Hei Shimo's ugly finally gave up his obsession, and his entire body was completely reduced to ashes, dissipating with the wind. Only some broken purple and black feather fabrics and a repaired bamboo flute fell to the ground.
"Huh... I didn't take action, otherwise I would have spent too much effort on this guy, and I don't know how long it would have taken for Wuhan to recover, and how many percent of his physical strength would be left."
Ming Jing took a long breath, and then saw Purgatory Xingjulang and Mingyu Xingming, who had solemn faces and were holding weapons and staring at him eagerly.
"What are you doing?"
"Who are you? Are you a human or a ghost!"
Purgatory Anjuro shouted loudly.
Ming Jing twitched the corner of his mouth, then formed seals with his hands to release the transformation technique, and said helplessly:
"It's me, Uchiha Mirror."
"This……"
Mingyu Xingming and Purgatory Xingshoulang looked at each other.
"How did you become like that, and how did you know that person was the younger brother of one of the top stringers?"
In the end, Purgatory Xingjulang, who was more familiar with Ming Jing, was the first to express his doubts.
"As an excellent ninja, disguise and intelligence are the most basic compulsory courses, right?"
Seems like this makes sense?
Purgatory Anjuro scratched his head.
"Namo Amitabha, is that so... But compared with you, why do I feel that Yu Zui and you are completely different professions? Shouldn't you all be ninjas?"
Mingyu Xingming couldn't help but complain.
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"Xingshou Lang, Xingshou Lang, Xing Ming and Ming Jing, Xing Ming and Ming Jing! A female pipa ghost who can control space was found two kilometers away on the left, and Wu Mei was found six kilometers away on the right!"
Not long after the Black Dead Mou was dealt with, a raven flew above the three of them and shouted one after another.
"What's Wuhan's situation now?"
Ming Jing raised his head and asked the crow in the sky.
Soon, the crow conveyed the original words of Uyashiki Yōya.
"Mumei is now hiding in a heart-shaped meat ball to detoxify. Butterfly Ninja and Immortal Sakawa Saneya have arrived at the scene and started destroying the meat ball!"
"In that case, I have a suggestion."
Ming Jing turned his head and said to the two of them.
"Now the Butterfly Ninja and Immortal River have begun to destroy Muzan's hiding place. This will not only delay Muzan's detoxification time, but also cause Muzan to appear in advance. My plan is for Xingjuro and Xingming to fight with you first. The other pillars rushed to Wuxian's location to initially block him, while I first went to deal with the winding ghost who could only control space."
"This... Ming Jing, you are obviously the strongest. Shouldn't you be the one to resist Wuhan first while we kill the winding female ghost?"
Purgatory Xingjulang said in confusion.
Ubuyashiki Yōya, who was hiding in the Demon Slayer Headquarters and watching this scene through the crow, had the same doubts in his heart.
Of course, they believe that Mingjing is definitely not afraid of Wuhan.
"It's very simple. If we can't kill Wuhan directly, then the only way to kill him is sunlight. But where can we get sunlight here?"
Ming Jing explained calmly.
"And since the winding ghost has the ability to control space, it is very likely that she is the one who teleported us here. Only by controlling her can we teleport Wu Mei and everyone else out. As for how to control that Only the female ghost playing the pipa..."
(End of this chapter)