The mighty thing about Juzumaru Tsunagi is the rosary wrapped around its hilt, which absorbed the essence of Nichiren's daily sutra recitation and was later offered to Honpo-ji Temple, where it accumulated Buddhist teachings for many years, earning the reputation as the "Sword that Destroys Heresy and Reveals Orthodoxy".

  Now that the rosary beads have all fallen off, the power of this sword is naturally greatly discounted, and at most it's just a good knife with a slightly sharp steel mouth.

  The beads were originally connected by a golden thread, but now they have become a handful of beans. Tao Yuxiang's heart ached with pain and fear as he gazed at the master of this ghostly ship before him.

  Wang Yue's face turned ashen, the expedition was ill-fated, not even a shadow of the divine tree was seen, and seven lives were lost along with a precious sword. After this debacle, it seemed that all the blame was to be shifted onto Old Zhuo's shoulders. If it weren't for this old man's silver tongue, deceiving himself into taking this damned path, how could they have suffered such a crushing defeat?

  "Hey, get up!" Wang Yue pointed at Zhuo Yuangu and shouted. Zhuo Lao Han looked at his ferocious expression, where did he have the strength? He was picked up by Wang Yue's collar, his toes left the ground, and he hastily exclaimed: "Mr. Wang Yue, it's really not my fault, I said that boat is not clean..."

  Wang Yue ignored all that and shouted hoarsely: "You're supposed to understand yin and yang, now tell me what to do here!"

  The old man's eyes rolled over, and his brain was actually quite quick: "Isn't it just us two who have that feeling? Why not let those two girls go up and try? It's possible that thing only targets men and is ineffective against women."

  "Slap!" A loud slap came, "You bastard! As a man, you're so afraid of death that you've become useless, what's the point of keeping you around?"

  Zhuo Lao Han was now in his hands like a small chick, being held up high by Wang Yue's waistband. Finally, with a fierce cry, he shouted: "You go in and explore the way first!" After that, Zhuo Lao Han flew straight towards the 'Snow White' ship like a kite with a broken string, landing exactly on the cabin roof.

  With a loud crash, Old Zuo was thrown in, his face down, and he landed on top of the corpse. His face happened to be stuck to the golden mask, and Wang Yue's move was indeed heavy-handed, knocking Old Zuo out cold, causing him to lose consciousness.

  Outside, only a whirlwind of dust was seen rising from the boat's canopy, and then there was no movement. I had originally wanted to let Old Zhuo go first as a scapegoat, but this is good too - after waiting for half a day, there was still no reaction.

  "Is she already dead?" asked Toi Chiyuki in a low voice.

  Although Wang Yue's blow was quite heavy, the "Snow White" ship itself had elasticity. It was possible to get seriously injured from such a short distance, but it shouldn't be fatal. He thought about going over to take a look, but then he thought of the golden mask and stopped in his tracks. At this moment, Old Zhuo's words from earlier echoed in his mind again: Why not find a woman to try?

  "Halt your steps that have yet to move forward. Wang Yue smiled at Qian Xue and said, 'Qian Xue, you go up first and take a look if the old man is dead or alive.'"

  As for Wang Yue's words, Qian Xue had never dared to disobey him because he was the master of the house, and in her dictionary, there were only two words: loyalty.

  "Yes!" She drew out Taikoumaru and strode towards the wooden boat, at this moment her back figure appeared so fragile in her sister Chitose's heart.

  "Wait!" Chiyo cried out, and Chiyuki also stopped in her tracks, turning around to look at her sister.

  Chiyoda "thud" knelt down and buried her head directly in the inflatable boat, saying: "Chiyoda requests to go with her sister, hoping for the master's permission!"

  "Go." Although Wang Yue made a reluctant face, he still waved his hand generously.

  "Thank you, Master Xie!" she said, turning around and supporting her sister. The two of them walked shoulder to shoulder towards the wooden boat.

  Before they could get close to the boat, a black figure suddenly jumped out from it, soaring over two meters high, and landed steadily on the wooden boat with a "thud", right in front of the two sisters. The person was wearing a golden mask!

  Although he looked very thin, the striped lantern pants paired with a pair of liberation shoes made it clear at a glance that this man was indeed the old man Zhuo who had just been thrown into the "Snow Sail" boat by Wang Yue!

  "Mr. Sugawara?" Chiyoda called out to the masked man in front of her.

  But Zhuo Yuguang didn't respond and just stood still.

  Moonlight in the back is also looking very real, has picked up the submachine gun in his hand, as long as that person moves a little, he will pull the trigger without hesitation. Seeing the three people stuck there, shouting: "That old man must be pretending to be a ghost, Chitose, cut him with one knife!"

  Two cold lights flashed, Taikoumaru and Juzumaru Hontsu slowly raised their swords in unison. The standard way of the warrior's path, holding the sword in front of his chest, "Mr. Zhuo, is it you?" Chi asked again, but that person still didn't react. The two sisters exchanged a glance, made an eye signal, and with a "swish" sound, the two divine soldiers simultaneously chopped towards the golden mask.

  The movement of the shot was so fast that even Wang Yue and Mu Yi didn't see clearly, only to see two bright lights drawing an arc in the air, and then the person was still standing in place without moving!

  The two of them stared blankly at the tao in their hands, how could it be possible to cleave empty air at such a short distance? This was simply unthinkable. The old man who had just been thrown onto the wooden boat by Wang Yue, couldn't have possibly become a top-notch master now, could he? Even if he were a master, it's impossible that he wouldn't even move!

  "Ah! Look!" Qianxue pointed at the ground and exclaimed.

  Under the lamplight, a figure on the ground split slowly at chest level, with the upper body tilting and dividing into two halves!

  "Onimaru Kokage can cut down Onikage! He's not human, he's a demon!" Chitose shouted.

  It moved, but he still didn't move. The hands of the person's shadow on the ground picked up the upper body shadow that was about to fall to the ground and pressed it back again. Immediately, everything returned to normal, just like the shadow of Zhuo Yuguang under the lamp light now. Just like a piece of paper being cut open and then reattached by someone, except this time it wasn't a person, but the paper itself!

  Three Japanese people watched the scene in amazement, especially Chiyuki, who grasped Koganei Kokoro's hand, his face pale and sweaty, the hilt of the sword wet with sweat. "Ah!" he shouted, taking a step forward, "Swish" another slash, fiercely chopping down towards the head of the golden mask, the air whistling as the blade moved.

  He moved! With the speed of lightning, he jumped onto the top of the wooden boat, his knife flashing in the air, and his feet landed on both sides of the cabin.

  "Ah..." A cry, followed by a "ding" sound, and Kitaro Kumon dropped onto the ship. Meanwhile, Toi Chihiro was suddenly lifted into the air, her hands tightly covering her throat, her legs thrashing about as she floated in mid-air!

  Sen looked at her sister suspended in mid-air, while the golden mask still had both hands clenched and hadn't made any move. Why? A glance downwards - a shadow!

  That shadow's hand was tightly grasping the neck of his sister, Tōin Chiyuki's own shadow, while Chiyuki herself was lifted into the air. "Ah!" With a loud cry, Suzaku Maru Tsunaji swung down at her neck. After a "whooshing" sound, except for her lips turning whiter, she remained suspended in mid-air. In desperation, the rosary beads that had scattered from his hand flew towards the golden mask.

  Moved, this time the moon also looked clearly, the golden mask right hand a swing, "crack crack", the whole string of Buddhist beads were all blocked down by his hand, and Qianxue "thud" fell back to the ground. Qiandai didn't dare make another move, picked up her sister and walked back, but the shadow on the ground stretched out its hands and rushed towards them, about to grab the shadows of the two sisters left on the wooden boat.

  A burst of gunfire rang out, and Wang Yue could no longer withstand the eerie pressure. A hail of bullets flew towards the golden mask, which was only four or five meters away. In the blink of an eye, the golden mask vanished once again.

  Mochizuki pressed down on the root, and didn't see clearly how that person disappeared. She was searching everywhere for his trail, when suddenly Toi Shinji's head appeared, supporting her sister as they hurried back to the speedboat. Just as she was about to look up and report to Mochizuki, what she saw in front of her made her feel despair.

  When Wang Yue bent down to look at the river, a golden mask had already risen behind his back.

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