Chapter 903: The Secret of Heresy, Thunder

The crowd watching retreated again, leaving several hundred meters of open battlefield for the two.

The desolate skeleton casts a large shadow of death.

The black air was surging, the evil ghosts were howling with resentment, and the seven-foot-tall Jiuzu stood in front of the hip bone of the Hundred Ghosts - Huang Skull. He seemed particularly small, but his momentum was surging and boundless like a surge into the sky. It was the powerful presence brought by the blood-red true energy.

The four-story-tall desolate skeleton looked down with its dark eyes, and even the onlookers felt a chill in their hearts.

The intertwined mercy and tyranny are entangled on the blade.

The profound meaning of the Phantom Heart Flow and the illusion of demonic power and ghost energy came together to transform into the evil shadow of the Ghost-faced Shura, covering Washizu.

There are compassionate gods and there are also angry gods.

In order for God's morality to move forward in the mortal world, it requires the Asura evil spirits to devour the evil ones in order to protect peace and the good.

The image of the village chief Washizu explaining the morality and divine will of "Bodhi Myoye Lord" to everyone in the square every morning, with a soothing, peaceful yet sharp tone, appeared in the minds of the onlookers.

The peace of Himiki Village...is maintained in this way.

Someone's eyes changed, and he looked at the chief of Feimu Village and the peaceful village at the foot of the mountain again.

The food of Himuko Village is a gift from God, so special that it attracts the covetousness of daring pirates and bandits. In that peaceful time, who knows how much blood of the wicked has been shed on this land.

"Hundred Ghosts..."

Iwakura Mitsuzou looked at the huge monster in front of him with a dazed look in his eyes. It was a demon possessed by a demon, which gave people the power of ghosts and gods.

"gas……"

He looked at the true energy on Jiujin's body again. Qi, a word that warriors are very familiar with, but the only ones who possess such energy are "Master Bodhi Miaoye" himself and those who are blessed by Him.

Faced with Washizu's invitation to use the Eye of God, his heart trembled slightly and his hand tightly grasped the hilt of the knife.

But I can’t pull it out!

"metropolitan!"

"Do you still remember why we broke into the gate?" Okazaki Toraemon looked gloomy, "Because we don't approve of your voluntarily handing over the Eye of God in response to the 'Eye Hunting Order', giving up the elemental power, and becoming the sword in the hands of the general in exchange for the glorious morality of the Iwazo-ryu."

"You brought us back, not to let us see again your giving up the power of the Eye of God!" He scolded the sect leader disrespectfully.

He had already broken into the house, so this was not an act of insubordination.

The purple-black energy swept across like a storm, as if flames were burning. Washizu, with his back against the Wild Skeleton Hundred Demons, slowly opened his mouth. The blades of his two swords, one large and one small, were filled with the aura of death.

The terrible feeling of oppression caused Iwakura Mitsuzou's body to sink little by little.

"The leader of the Iwazura School, Iwazura Mitsutane."

It was clearly a life-and-death situation, but he listened to the complaints of the broken-door disciple, slowly lowered his head, and revealed a huge flaw.

The divine eye on the waist flickered slightly, then dimmed and then brightened.

The thunder element between heaven and earth is at his fingertips. As long as he wants, he can be given infinite power beyond that of ordinary people.

That was a lightning bolt that even Yanzang Doki could not cut off.

Elements, a force invisible to ordinary people, made his sword skills possible and lost his mind.

Iwaki-ryu, from the very beginning, successive Iwaki's descendants have never obtained the Eye of God. Their impressive swordsmanship only comes from long-term training of body, mind, and skills.

However, the incompetent leader of his generation obtained the Eye of God.

He used to be so rebellious, so self-willed, but he got...the God's Eye which is precious to ordinary people!!!

And suddenly I felt confused one day.

Even without the "Eye Hunting Order", he had taken off his God's Eye and was not prepared to use the power of the God's Eye.

Today, it’s another choice.

If Washizu cannot be defeated, it will be impossible to see the gods and fulfill his long-cherished wish.

It seemed that he had to use the sealed Eye of God again.

Once again, the name of "Yin" has been shamed.

This power made him powerful with ease, allowing him to create a powerful secret that combined the secrets of the elements and the secret sword.

Elemental sword skills that surpass those of ordinary people are not understood by ordinary people and cannot be learned by disciples of the Iwazaki-ryu.

This requires the eye of God!

No matter how powerful the secret is, what can it do?

It was not the Iwanzo-ryu that achieved success, but him!

But he is the leader of the Yanzang-ryu, and his strength is based on a sword skill that cannot be taught to others and cannot make the school famous.

After a moment of glory, there will inevitably be decline.

Just like those schools that once had a holder of the Eye of God, they left behind the secrets of elemental combat skills, which ordinary people pursue tirelessly but to no avail.

Because of his strength, the disciples he taught personally gradually deviated from their kendo philosophy and began to worship and desire the power of the Eye of God.

The people who came to his dojo to learn swordsmanship would start with "I heard that the master of the dojo is the holder of the Eye of God? I have heard of you for a long time! One day he will surely be as good as Lord Sara."

So he rejected these disciples who came to him because of the power of his Divine Eye.

They just want a strong gym master to rely on and have as bragging rights, hoping that it will bring them power and status in the future, rather than sincerely seeking swordsmanship.

In fact, the "Eye Hunting Order" proved that it was not only the disciples who came here to seek the sword who were lost because of the Eye of God, but also him.

He forgot the experience of the secret sword "Tengu Sho" after handing over the Eye of God because of that impure sword heart. Different from the sword heart of all the previous sect masters, his power, his secret sword, his desire to revive the Yanzang style, the thunder element between heaven and earth, and the Eye of God were blended together.

It was taken away, so the secret sword's experience was forgotten.

The secret of heresy has been forgotten.

Otherwise, how could the swordsmanship that was formed through long-term training of body, mind, and skills, and had nothing to do with wishes and elements, be taken away?

Iwazō Mitsuzou watched the flames burning on the ground and the blood flowing. Washizu controlled the terrible and ominous power, crushing it down and invading his mind, causing him to see endless illusions.

A knife was chopped down, the world was dark, and I stood there confusedly without a head.

It seems like it’s okay to die like this!

Suddenly, I felt empty inside.

It seems as if time has gone back and he is still standing here.

He opened his eyes full of confusion, and his thoughts seemed to be swallowed up by the knife and the darkness of death.

All of a sudden, there was an indescribable calm.

Ahead is Washizu.

"If you are distracted during the competition, then next time, it won't be an illusion." Jiujin plucked the sword, and the sound of the sword was like the howling of a ghost. He was possessed by hundreds of ghosts and could obtain their magical powers, demonic strength and ghost energy.

The first sword is a warning sword to stop the war, and the following ones are the tyranny after mercy.

"metropolitan!"

"Master Guangyin!"

"Iwakura Mitsuzo!"

Sharp shouts came from the side.

The people of the Iwazura School were furious.

"Feel sorry!"

"Thank you!"

His body wavered.

Iwakura Mitsuzou raised his head, and his mood gradually became more cheerful.

No more silence!

People often say that after experiencing life and death, one will naturally let go of things. So this is really the case!

It is worthy of being...a place blessed by the gods, a place chosen by the gods.

He gripped the sword and became serious again.

Why did he come here? To make up for his previous mistake.

Ah!

Okazaki is right!

Although he clearly had the elemental power, he chose to give it up, gave up the Eye of God, and voluntarily handed it over, causing himself to be abandoned by his friends and relatives, and chose the moral path of forging ahead fearlessly, which was hated by his disciples.

I want to revive the Yanzang style with my own mind, body and skills.

How stupid!

He is a fool!

If I die today, I will die just like this, with such a fierce momentum, and die quietly at the hands of Himukumura Washin, without even seeing the face of God.

How can the Yanzang style be so glorious?

He continued to bring shame upon himself and the Iwakura-ryu, becoming the laughing stock of the story.

"Washizu!"

"as you wish!"

He smiled and tasted the rusty taste of the blood running down his face.

"I am Iwazura Kozou."

"The holder of the Eye of God."

"Knock the sword!"

"I am willing to sacrifice my life and death!"

Iwakura Mitsuzou's tone gradually became serious, his face stern, and the pattern of lightning element of the Eye of God on his waist emitted a purple glow, enveloping his entire body.

"Let me see if your aura, your ghostly power... can be compared to the elements of the Eye of God!"

"boom!"

It was dazzling purple thunder, it was lightning that flowed like a dragon or snake.

The momentum of Yanzang Guang connected with the sky, the blade was shining brightly, the earth was scorched and burning, the thunder created fire, and the flames ignited.

"Let me show you my true secret of Tengu Sho!"

Iwakura Mitsuzou slowly pulled out the katana that he had sheathed.

"The secret of heresy!"

Two incarnations of the lightning element appeared on both sides of Washizu, forming a triangle with him and staring at the enemy.

Washizu's expression became solemn. At that moment, Iwazaki's light transformed into lightning, which surrounded him, leaving two clones behind, appearing in the original place.

If it weren't for the power of the Hundred Ghosts, he would be almost invisible.

The blood-red true qi and purple-black energy evaporated from his body and the body of the Wild Skeleton Hundred Ghosts. Resentment, pain and evil thoughts gathered together and burned.

Following a deafening roar from the Wild Skeleton, the purple-black energy in the sky turned into dark clouds, which descended into a rain of pitch-black fireballs that covered the hillside for hundreds of meters.

Iwazō Mitsuzou and his clone transformed into lightning and leaped up together.

The katana in Washizu's hand and the katana in Huang Skull's hand, one high and one low, one big and one small, one attacking and one defending, one in front and one behind, one left and one right... They stood crosswise, with swords pointing in all directions.

The blade was an evil purple-red, transforming into an energy blade as dazzling as lightning.

The secret sword copied by Tengu is an extremely fast sword.

Such a fast sword, coupled with the swift lightning between heaven and earth, what a speed that is.

Shigekawa looked up, the Iwakura people, the Himiki Village people, the outsiders...all saw it.

Lightning intertwined in the sky and earth, turning into endless knife marks, covering the hundreds of ghosts condensed by the power of ghosts and gods of the wild skeleton, blazing white and bright purple, with sword energy flowing.

With a roar, a purple-red sword light shot up into the sky. It was Jiujin's sword that carried the power of ghosts and gods and blood-red true energy. It was like a column of light and like a tide.

It was also cut off by the lightning.

thunder!

Being different, walking on a cutting-edge road that is not understood by others, being restrained, yet blooming!

Lightning!

The power reaches the sky.