An Unexpected Third Party / Hantengu: This Is a High-Level Match

Faced with the Scribe's question, Tiezhen suddenly realized that it was all too late.

"Judging from the timeline, those guys are probably already here."

"***All the swordsmiths, do not let anyone act alone."

"A great battle is about to begin."

Chapter 465 The Uninvited Third Party

The Scribe's words were very pertinent, and Tiezhen couldn't think of a better response for the time being.

After he left, he immediately had someone notify all the knife makers.

Before sunset, everyone must stay at home.

Hot spring bathing is prohibited!

Friends gatherings are prohibited!

All activities, regardless of type, are prohibited!

"What is the village chief doing?"

Most of the knifemakers were somewhat bewildered by Tie Zhen's sudden outburst.

First, there was the sudden physical examination, and now this kind of thing is happening again.

"Do you think the village chief might have contracted one of those diseases? What's it called again?"

Alzheimer's disease?

"No, it's not that one, I think it's called 'rabies'."

"That's something you get from being bitten by a dog."

As he walked along the road, Scribe overheard the knife makers around him discussing ***.

This was the first time in the Swordsmith Village the village chief had issued such a forceful order.

Not only the swordsmiths, but also the swordsmen stationed in the village were taken to Tie Zhen's home.

The room, which was not large to begin with, suddenly became packed with people.

"Mister Scribe".

A female voice came from behind, and the Scribe turned around and saw the figure of Kanroji Mitsuri.

"It's Mitsuri, what's wrong?"

"I wanted to ask you if you know why the knifemakers all went to the village chief's house."

After saying this, she turned her head to the side, not daring to meet Scribe's gaze.

It seems she still cares about what happened before.

The Scribe knew very well that now was not the time to concern himself with such trivial matters.

With a quick glance, he came up with a set of excuses.

"The village chief is planning to hold a secret banquet at his home, where there will be lots of delicious food."

With a mysterious smile on his face, the Scribe whispered.

"I'm only telling you this secret, so hurry up and go there to wait."

"Really? There's something delicious?"

Upon hearing this news, Mitsuri's eyes lit up.

His previously melancholy expression instantly turned into excitement.

"It's delicious, here I come!"

With a cheer, she ran towards the village chief's house.

Time passed slowly, and the sun finally set completely, disappearing below the horizon.

A crescent moon climbed into the sky, radiating a cool, clear light.

In the forest not far from the Swordsmith Village, a group of demons have already started causing trouble.

"Are you sure the village ahead is our target?"

Gyokko glanced at the faintly visible houses and said calmly.

"Something feels off to me."

"Something's not right."

Upon hearing Gyokko's words, Kamihito Ichi question in response.

Are you scared?

"What a joke! As Upper Rank Five, do you think I'm any different from a bunch of mere swordsmiths and knights?"

With a dissatisfied reply, Gyokko said nothing more.

"It seems like everyone's gathered together. Oh well, I'll go find a few lone guys first."

He muttered something to himself, and the Gyokko vanished in a flash.

Seeing this, Kamihito Ichi also spoke to the other ghosts.

"In that case, let's proceed according to the previous plan."

Upon hearing this, the remaining ghosts, with ferocious expressions, disappeared into the darkness one after another.

"How terrifying, how terrifying."

"I have a feeling tonight is going to be dangerous."

Muttering words of fear, the Hantengu slowly crawled towards the village.

Soon, most of the ghosts had left.

Even Shinri Masato left behind the words "I'm leaving" and disappeared from the spot.

Only Kamihito Ichi, Imamura, Dichai, and a guy in a cloak remained here.

"Tetsutaro, you should know where the village chief's house is, right?"

"Of course, Lord Dichai."

With a cold laugh, the cloaked man threw off his cloak.

A man wearing Hannya Mask and dressed in a swordsmith's robe appeared.

"I know everything here very well; I could go in and out seven times with my eyes closed."

"Great! Take us there right away!"

Hearing Tetsutaro say that, Dichai nodded in satisfaction.

"We must capture the village chief alive, Tetsukawara Tessen, and all the other highly skilled swordsmiths as well."

"Oh, is that so?"

Tetsutaro said with some displeasure, expressing his dissatisfaction.

"I thought I could eat that old man Tie Zhen's flesh."

"The flesh of the elderly is smelly, tough, and hard to swallow. How can you eat it?"

Imamura pursed his lips and said.

"If you ask me, children around ten years old taste the best, their meat is tender and smooth."

"There were children in the village too, I remember them."

Touching his chin, Tetsutaro said after thinking for a moment.

"One of them, I think, was called 'Kotetsu'."

"Oh, what does he look like?"

After Tetsutaro told Imamura, the latter licked his lips, seemingly drooling.

"Very good, I must try that little guy's meat."

"Let's complete Lord Dichai's task first, then you can consider these things."

Kamihito Ichi suddenly interrupted, sneering.

"The adults are still here, and you're already thinking about other things. I really don't know how your brains are structured."

With a furrowed brow, Imamura was about to retort.

But as soon as he saw Dichai standing next to him, he immediately shut his mouth.

"Hurry up, Tetsutaro, take us there quickly."

"Okay, this way."

Nodding, Tetsutaro led Dichai and the other ghosts toward Tetsujin's house.

On the other side, a ghost that looked exactly like a leopard had already crept up to the side of a house.

He nimbly leaped onto the roof, bent down, and listened intently.

"Huh, why is there no sound at all?"

After a while, he still didn't hear any sound coming from inside the house.

He hooked his tail around a corner and hung upside down to the window.

"Judging from the decorations inside, it should be habitable." (Shu La)

"Why is no one inside so late?"

Just as he was wondering if the owner of the house had gone out, a figure silently appeared on the roof.

He grabbed the Leopard Demon by the tail and swung it around forcefully.

Before they could even react, the Leopard Demon's massive body was sent flying.

"What the hell?!"

With a scream, he was slammed heavily onto the roof.

"Click click click~"

As bricks shattered and walls collapsed, the Leopard Demon and the figure fell into the second floor of the house.

Thanks to his formidable physical abilities, the Leopard Demon could almost disregard such injuries.

"Demon Slayer?"

His pupils contracted, and his exceptional night vision allowed him to lock onto the figure.

"But why is there no knife, and why is there something hanging from her ankle?"

Just as I was wondering what was going on, the figure suddenly disappeared.

When it reappeared, it was already in front of the Leopard Demon.

"So fast!"

The moment the thought crossed my mind, a fist appeared in my field of vision.

"Bang!"

What seemed like a simple punch instantly shattered the Leopard Demon's head into pieces.

Chapter 466 Hantengu: This High-Level Match

Blood splattered everywhere, and indistinct chunks of flesh were scattered all around, interspersed with specks of white and black.

"It hurts so much!"

Even after suffering such injuries, the Leopard Demon, being a demon, will not die.

Before long, he had repaired his mouth and shouted loudly.

"Are you a ghost?"