A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

Chapter 428
"When?"

It was so fast that they didn't realize when the old man in front of them came behind them.

The second potter's wheel on the other side also looked gloomyly at the situation in front of him, and the top of the train fell into silence for a while, except for the whistling wind, nothing could be heard.

"Then let the two of them pass by." The pulley said in a deep voice.

Now that Nightmare guy doesn't know what he's doing, and they've already boarded the train and didn't come to meet him, so he with the highest sequence has the final say.

Even he couldn't react to the ghostly speed of the old man in front of him, so he made a judgment immediately, let's ignore the two young boys who looked immature, anyway, they can't run on this train anyway, they should now What to do is to concentrate on killing the old guy in front of you first!
Apparently Biaoye and Lingyuzi also realized this, and immediately broke free from Xuanhao's grasp and retreated to the side of the pulley. The three ghost eyes looked at the old man in front of them vigilantly.

"It seems that you are very sensible."

Putting down his hand, stroking the Sun Wheel Knife at his waist, Xuan Hao didn't stop the movements of these ghosts, but just talked and thought lightly.

Things got a little tricky.

To be honest, he didn't expect to encounter such an incident when he came looking for Xing Shoulang. Wu Mi should be a little angry this time, otherwise he wouldn't have sent almost all the ghosts here at the same time to ambush them.

"So what should I do? I have a headache..."

"..."

The three ghosts looked at the old man who was muttering to himself, they couldn't understand what the old man was saying.

"What, old man, are you only now afraid of being left alone to deal with us?"

"No...you misunderstood."

Xuan Hao shook his head helplessly.

In fact, he was just having a headache and needed to put in some effort to keep that guy Wu Mi from being scared.

"Chong-"

The old hand held the handle of the knife, and the long knife was slowly drawn out of the scabbard.

With the long knife out of its sheath, there seemed to be an invisible wave centered on the old man, spreading towards the surroundings, and even the howling wind was delayed for a moment, so that everyone on the train could hear the clear and crisp squabbling.

"?"

Even Tanjiro and Inosuke, who were rushing towards the front of the car, felt a chill down their spines because of this wave.

But the train was still going on, and soon, the buzzing sound disappeared with the wind, and the momentary coolness made the three ghosts feel a little confused.

"Is it an illusion?"

"probably?"

"..."

They all saw doubts in their eyes, but they quickly reached a unity.

The coolness at that moment just now must be an illusion, after all... how could someone in this world scare them who are the 'Twelve Ghost Moons' just by drawing their swords?

However, they may soon realize that this may not be an illusion.

"Three, it's not convenient on this train, please get off with me and talk about it."

Again, a simple descriptive tone.

The three ghosts wanted to refuse, but they were unable to refuse.

The long knife swept across, covering almost all their escape routes. On the top of the narrow train, they either chose to jump to avoid it, or they chose to jump off the train.

Obviously, it would be foolish to suspend oneself in the air in front of such a strong man, so the three ghosts chose to get off the car tacitly.

Three bangs sounded, and three potholes appeared on the iron sheet of the train carriage.

The three figures quickly moved towards the forest beside them.

Steam was constantly rising from the front of the car, the train was passing through the woods, and the three ghosts leaped rapidly over the treetops, their eyes locked on the old man on the top of the car.

And Xuan Hao turned a blind eye, slowly turned and walked towards the rear of the car.

The train will pass through the woods soon, and these ghosts have been chasing the train, probably because they are afraid that Xuanhao will not dare to get out of the car to fight, so they are ready to return to the carriage again at any time.

But at the same time, the three ghosts were afraid of the strength of the person on the roof, so they didn't dare to act rashly, so they could only follow the train to look for opportunities.

One step, two steps...

No one could notice that every step of the old man on the roof made this violent train calm down.

Xuan Hao counted the time while walking.

When he reached the rear of the train, the rear of the train had just left the forest.

"It should be almost done, I'll leave it to you guys..." Xuan Hao murmured and glanced back in the direction of the front of the car.

Tanjiro and Inosuke are trying to find a way to find the key point of one of the lower strings, and once he leaves this train, there is not much time for Kyojuro alone.

So just now he has been stalling for time.

Seeing that the train was about to leave the forest completely, when the three ghosts thought the old man was playing tricks on them, the figure standing at the rear of the train finally moved.

The white-haired old man jumped up lightly, his body suspended in the air, and his silver hair was particularly conspicuous in the moonlight.

"on!"

Seeing the old guy in front of him jumping out of the car, the pulley yelled loudly, and the sick leaves and Ling Yuzi, who had already been unable to bear it, rushed out immediately when they heard the yell.

At the junction of the wilderness and the forest, three swift black shadows leaped towards the old man in mid-air, their sharp claws drawing ferocious arcs in the night sky.

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"Found it! It's here!"

Inosuke, who rushed to the front of the car, waved his two knives excitedly, and the two knives flashed and tore down the roof of the front of the car in an instant.

As the roof was blown away by the blowing wind, revealing the disgusting piles of flesh and blood inside the front of the train, the whole train seemed to have been completely transformed into its own body by the ghost, and its weak point was the front of the train.

"You... who are you!?"

The train driver who was driving the train looked in panic at the two teenagers who suddenly rushed over and overturned the roof of the train.

"Quick... get out!"

"??"

Inosuke couldn't understand, how could there be someone here?Is this person a fool?Can't see how this train has turned into a monster! ?

"Never mind him! Cut it off first! Ghost's Achilles' heel!"

Speaking of which, Inosuke gave up thinking, kicked the train driver aside, then raised his two knives and started slashing at the piles of flesh and blood.

Although Nightmare's soul was damaged and he fell into madness, his survival instinct was still there. He felt that the fatal danger was approaching, and he quickly responded.

A pile of ghost hands protruded from the flesh and blood covering the front of the car, surrounding Inosuke.

"gross!"

Inosuke was caught off guard by the sudden countless arms.

"Water Breathing, Six Shapes, Twisting Vortex!"

Fortunately, Tanjiro, who followed closely behind, kept paying attention to the surrounding movements, and his quick steps and slashing like a vortex instantly covered Inosuke's whole body, forming a hemispherical defense.

All the ghost hands that approached were cut off by the sharp blade.

"Inosuke! Below us!"

Tanjiro shouted to remind Inosuke.

Such a close distance has allowed him to smell the ghost's vitals accurately, but they are surrounded by ghost hands at the moment, and he has to block these ghost hands, completely unable to free his hand.

"understand!"

Inosuke stared blankly at Tanjiro blocking all the attacks of this crazy oni alone, although he was a little unconvinced in his heart, but this time he did not refute.

"Hmph, watch it, when I worship that old man as my teacher, I will definitely become stronger than you!"

The breath of the beast, the teeth of the second, cut open the belly!
Inosuke slashed at the floor of the front of the train with both hands, the two serrated blades crossed, and a cross-shaped crack appeared on the floor.

A trembling spine was exposed to the air.

"It's huge! A ghost's spine!"

"That's it, cut it off!"

Breath of Water, Eight Types, Takitsubo!
Seeing that the target was exposed in front of his eyes, Tanjiro followed closely behind Inosuke, and slashed down with his sword.

But his movements were still a step slower.

As if sensing the mortal danger, countless ghost hands squeezed towards the exposed spine in an instant, wrapping the exposed spine in a blink of an eye.

"puff--"

Rilun Knife Slashing on the thick layer of flesh and blood lost most of its strength and could not cut off the already huge spine.

At the same time, behind Tanjiro and Inosuke, countless ghost hands rushed from all directions, seeming to crush them.

"hateful!"

The two were forced to retreat, rearranging their posture and preparing to attack again.

"!?"

Inosuke watched in amazement as Tanjiro, who had just retreated to a safe place, rushed towards the place covered by the ghost hand again.

"What are you doing!?"

"Rescue!"

Tanjiro replied anxiously.

Even after they escaped from the siege of ghost hands, those ghost hands still didn't stop, they were still rushing toward the spine, regardless of enemy or friend.

The nightmare at this moment is no longer in a waking state. The damage to his soul has made his body out of control, and he will only follow his instinct to protect his vitals. What he has to do now is to clear up all the lives that fall around his vitals.

The 'controlled' train driver stood there blankly, looking at the ghostly hands rushing towards him, as if he hadn't noticed what was going to happen.

But Tanjiro will never stand idly by.

Water Breathing, Four Shapes, Hit Ushio Chaos!
At the critical moment, Tanjiro slashed like a raging wave and cut off all the ghost hands covering the train driver in an instant.

"Tantaro!"

"?"

Just when Tanjiro was about to breathe a sigh of relief after saving this person, for some reason, Inosuke suddenly called him anxiously. Although the name was wrong, he certainly knew that he was calling himself.

"How……"

Tanjiro opened his mouth, but before he could ask clearly, it was already too late.

He looked puzzled at the person in front of him stabbing at him with a sharp iron awl in his hand.

Why?Tanjiro was a little puzzled.

But the man answered him quickly.

"You are not allowed to hinder our sweet dreams!"

The train driver had a tired face and closed his eyes tightly, but the iron awl in his hand pierced Tanjiro's arms without the slightest hesitation.

"bass--"

The sound of steel rubbing against each other sounded.

"..."

"how come!?"

Feeling the resistance in his hand, the train driver looked up at Tanjirou's face in some puzzlement.

This is a young man, many years younger than himself.

"what did I do?"

He looked at the iron awl in his hand and realized what he was doing.

Fear continued to spread across his face.

"..."

Tanjiro held his wrist silently.

Feeling the power coming from the hands of this seemingly immature boy in front of him, the expression on the train driver's face gradually became desperate.

Of course he knew what he did just now, he wanted to put this young man to death, and he could probably guess what would happen next.

The boy had a knife in his hand, but his 'assassination' failed, the boy had every reason to hack him to death angrily.

But what puzzled him was that... the boy had only sadness and regret on his face, but no anger.

"It's painful, isn't it?"

Tanjiro asked softly.

He looked at the person in front of him with sadness in his eyes.

He smelled the fear, the despair, and the sadness covered up by the man in front of him.

"Although I don't know what happened to you, but... no matter how sad you are, it can't be a reason to hurt others!"

"what!"

Screams came.

The train driver's arm was dislocated under Tanjiro's force, and then the screams stopped abruptly.

Tanjiro knocked the man out with one blow and then led him to a safe distance.

"What are you doing! Let this kind of person die!"

Inosuke watched and observed Tanjirou's physical condition anxiously, looking worried.

Tanjiro didn't say anything, just shook his head slightly.

Then he reached into his bosom and took out a bunch of knives of various colors.

"thanks……"

He held the knife tightly and thanked softly.

The blow just now was blocked by these knives for him. These are the relics of the dead swordsmen in the Ghost Killing Squad, protecting him like a talisman at this moment.

They all died to protect these ordinary humans.

Although it is not recognized, although it is possible that something like this will happen again.

But... Tanjirou clearly understands that no matter what happens, he cannot be shaken.

The determination in my heart cannot be shaken just because there are such people, because that would be tantamount to trampling on these bloody fighting spirits.

Someone else was wrong, it was someone else.He just needs to do what he thinks is right.

"Inosuke, protect him."

"!??"

Inosuke's face was full of confusion, this idiot must have lost his mind! ?He actually asked him to protect the guy who wanted to assassinate his companion just now!Shouldn't he be thrown out of the car for such a guy!
"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Tanjiro smiled softly.

But his hand holding the knife became more and more forceful.

"call--"

Fiery breath exhaled from the corner of Tanjirou's mouth.

He adjusted his breathing and stepped forward.

"Father... Is everything I did right? If it's right... please bless me and cut off the ghost's spine!!"

He leaped high, held the sun wheel knife high, and drew a perfect arc in the air, like the sun rising in the night sky, illuminating the night sky.

Kagura, the God of Fire, Wanli Clear Sky.

"Whoo-"

The blazing blade fell, and the powerful slash not only severed the spine, but also fused the front of the train with the fiery slash.

"boom--"

Accompanied by a violent bang, the entire locomotive flew off the track, and the speed of the train, which had lost its traction power as the locomotive, gradually slowed down.

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(End of this chapter)