A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

Chapter 432 425. Purgatory
"drink!"

Angrily roaring, Xing Shoulang stood firm and poured all his strength into the Rilun Saber. In an instant, the 'Flame Tiger' roared towards him like a fierce tiger descending a mountain.

Yiwozuo swung his fist violently, and sent a violent blow in the direction of 'Flame Tiger' attacking at an extremely fast speed, and a sonic boom sounded.

The two fiery air waves collided, and the squeezed air exploded instantly.

boom--

Accompanied by a violent bang, centered on the two, the soil on the ground cracked, and the howling wind made Tanjiro and others watching the battle unable to open their eyes.

The air waves soaring into the sky were as hot as rising flames, and they didn't stop until the end of the night sky.

After the explosion, smoke and dust filled the air.

Suddenly, a figure retreated from the smoke and dust, leaving a long bloody trail in the air, which was the blood of ghosts.

This time, it seemed that Xing Shoulang had the upper hand in the confrontation, Yiwozuo's fists were covered with scarlet blood, and his whole body couldn't stop moving backwards, leaving deep marks on the ground with his heels.

The smoke dissipated.

A figure like a burning flame slowly emerged.

Purgatory Xingshoulang stood still at the same place, but if you observe carefully, you can find that his hand holding the knife is trembling slightly.

Blood continued to flow down the back of the hand.

The burst of wind was as sharp as a razor, drawing streaks of blood on his bare skin outside his uniform.

Accompanied by heavy panting sounds, Xing Shoulang's whole body unceasingly heaved, even if he tried his best to adjust his breathing, the exhausted physical strength would not recover.

Facing Yiwozuo's almost all-out frontal attack, Xing Shoulang chose to take it head-on.

Because it's a close fight, but it's not fair.

The frontal confrontation put a great burden on Xing Julang.

It has nothing to do with strength, this is the difference between humans and ghosts.

Perhaps Xing Shoulang is slightly stronger than Yiwozuo at this moment, but human physical strength has limits after all, but ghosts do not.

It wasn't that Xing Shoulang chose to confront head-on, but that he had only one choice!

When the difference in strength between the two sides is not large, sneak attack and dodge are meaningless in this battle, and will only accelerate the consumption of physical strength.

Whether it is roundabout combat or frontal toughness, the effect is the same.

If the battle cannot be ended before the physical strength is exhausted enough to affect the combat power, then as time goes by, Xing Shoulang will gradually fall into the disadvantaged.

this is the truth.

Opposite.

Yiwozuo still had an excited smile on his face.

He licked the blood remaining on his fist, his breathing was not disturbed at all.

"It's great! It's great! Anjuro!"

He excitedly extended another invitation to Xing Shoulang, "I really appreciate you! Become a ghost! In that case, you will definitely become a ghost stronger than me!"

"Hu-hu-"

What answered him was the sound of breathing that gradually became even.

Xing Shoulang's eyes have not changed at all from the beginning to the end, the determination in his eyes can be seen as long as he has a little emotional intelligence.

Of course Yiwozuo is not stupid, of course he can also see Xing Shoulang's determination.

But he still didn't understand, and even felt annoyed.

"Why? Why don't you accept my invitation?"

That's right, he sent the same invitation to the strong humans more than once, but they were all rejected.

He didn't understand why these people refused his invitation.

Don't these people want to get stronger?As martial arts pursuers, as long as they have unlimited time, they can learn martial arts without limit and become stronger!

Isn't that bad?
"Xing Shoulang... If this continues, I will have to kill you..."

The smile gradually disappeared from Yiwozuo's face, and his voice was full of loss.

"This pleasing sword skill, this obsessive power, as long as you die, it will cease to exist! Do you understand?"

"You're just a human being, Anjuro."

Yiwozuo persuaded again earnestly, "Even if you have the determination to die, what's the point of fighting me with your life? Your strength is not strong enough to cause fatal damage to me. You must know that for me, All but the fatal wounds are meaningless."

As he spoke, he opened his arms towards Xing Shourou, showing off his perfect muscular body.

There is not a single scar on the whole body, even if Xingjulang is so powerful, as long as he does not cut off his neck, the rest of the injuries will be like scratching to him, and there will be no traces left.

"No matter how much human beings struggle, they are destined to be unable to defeat ghosts."

"Your nonsense...somewhat too much!"

Kyojuro, who had adjusted his breathing, showed a confident smile on his face. He held the Japanese sword with both hands, and raised the blade again. The feathers with flame tattoos flew in the wind. The whole figure was like a burning fire, and the momentum became more and more vigorous.

"As long as you are a human being, you are destined to die. But today is not my death day!"

After the words fell, Xing Shoulang took the initiative to attack again.

There is no point in delaying time, the battle can only be ended by cutting off the neck of the ghost in front of you.

The fire in his heart has never been extinguished, whether it is winding or what, as long as the fire is still burning, he will not lose!

"what a pity."

Looking at Xing Shoulang who refused to listen to the advice, Yi Wozuo suddenly became expressionless.

The Yan Zhu in front of him was the strongest human being he had seen in hundreds of years. With only his human body, he was able to suppress him who was going all out. This was unprecedented before.

He could even admit that if he was also a ghost, he would not be a match for the man in front of him.

But... no ifs.

"Since you don't accept it... then at least let me freeze your time at the strongest moment!"

Yiwozuo clenched his fists tightly, feeling endless regret in his heart.

He really appreciates the human beings in front of him, but they will eventually go against him.

Both sides have gone all out, and it is impossible to show mercy.

The only result is to dance until the last moment!
"Such a strong fighting spirit, such amazing strength, such a firm will, if possible, I hope to fight with you forever!"

Looking at the flames rising up in front of his eyes that seemed to be able to illuminate the sky, Yiwozuo performed the spell again.

Pale grudges lingered, snowflake-like patterns spread under his feet, and the temperature of the surrounding air seemed to drop a few degrees due to his influence.

The fiery fighting intent collided with the biting cold killing intent.

Tanjiro and Inosuke, who were watching the battle, raised their hearts in their throats, and even the body of Zenitsu, who was still sleeping, began to tremble.

"These two people... have no flaws, they can't get in!" Inosuke was sweating profusely.

These two people are too strong, the space around them is like a different dimension, there is no room for them to intervene.

His intuition told Inosuke that if he rushed into such a battlefield rashly, there would be only one consequence - sudden death on the spot.

"Mr. Purgatory!"

Tanjiro was also anxious, but his feeling at the moment was not much different from that of Inosuke.

Tanjiro didn't know that the nine pillars of the Demon Slayer Team were no longer what they used to be. He just remembered that when he was a teacher, the teacher said that his strength was close to the pillar level.

But now it seems that this is entirely the teacher's words to comfort him!

near?He is not in the same dimension as the real pillar!
tread--

Yiwozuo and Xingshoulang stepped on the ground at the same time.

The land split apart in an instant, and the wasteland seemed to be trembling.

Destroy the killing and extermination formula.

As Yiwozuo's body disappeared in place, the whole air seemed to explode.

The violent sonic boom exploded like a thunderbolt, and this bursting punch struck in the direction of Xing Shourou with the power of destruction.

Breath of Flame, Eight Types, Burning Heaven and Fierce Flame.

Xing Shoulang's figure also disappeared in place, and his whole body turned into a raging fire, which seemed to be able to burn the entire wasteland.

The light of the knife flickered, and burning flames came from all directions, engulfing the Yiwozuo who was facing him.

Xing Shoulang knew that this winding ghost was very powerful, and it was just a dream to cut off the opponent's neck with a single knife.

So he can only choose the most stupid and most effective way.

Make this guy incapable of fighting first, even if it's just for a moment!

If one knife is not enough, there are countless knives.

Until the flesh and blood of this ghost is cut off, until he reveals that fatal flaw!

"boom--"

"boom--"

"..."

The air exploded violently, one after another, knives and fists flickered all over the wasteland, so fast that even Tanjiro couldn't see clearly.

"Is this the real 'pillar'?"

"Is every pillar so strong? But..."

Why can't the ghost be eliminated?

Tanjiro watched the battle in front of him and began to feel fear.

Such a powerful Mr. Purgatory can only be tied with the top three, what about the top two?What about one?What about no misery?

Maybe...only the teacher
He had only felt this outrageous speed invisible to the naked eye and the powerful force that would shake the air, but he had only felt it from his teacher, and he had a hunch that his teacher did not use his full strength.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

"happy!"

Accompanied by wild laughter sounded.

The two figures separated again.

Yiwozuo stared frantically at Xing Shoulang in front of him, and he corrected his previous opinion.

The man in front of him is stronger than he imagined!
Looking at the gradually brightening sky, Yi Wozuo even felt that he might not be able to kill this man today.

Xing Shoulang focused on the winding ghost in front of him.

The sun wheel knife with the flame pattern in his hand is already scarred, and it seems that it will not last long.

There seems to be little time left for both parties.

But Xing Shoulang is extremely confident in his heart at this moment, the outcome of this battle has been decided.

The Sun Wheel Knife in his hand seemed to be unable to last a few hits, maybe it would break apart in the next blow, but he was still full of confidence!

Because he still has energy left, because the dawn is coming!
It's not him who should be anxious now, but the ghost in front of him!

"drink--"

Yiwozuo sank down.

Dawn was coming, and he knew he couldn't continue fighting like this.

Although I really want to keep fighting with the man in front of me, but the sun will become an obstacle between them.

"Xing Shoulang, you are fine!"

He sincerely admired it.

"I hope you can survive this move. If you are still alive, then we have made an appointment and we will fight again next time!"

Saying that, Yiwozuo showed an excited smile again on his face.

He really hoped that this man could survive his next ultimate move.

Because so far, no human being has ever seen this trick and survived.

Destruction, Final, Qingyin Chaos Afterglow!
Accompanied by Yiwozuo's movement, the compass needle unfolded under his feet again.

His figure moved in front of Xing Shoulang almost instantly, and then hundreds of burst air bombs were fired in all directions.

Each air bomb carried terrifying power enough to destroy Xing Shoulang's body, and there were so many of them, it was impossible to completely defend against them.

But Xing Shoulang didn't have the slightest fear in his eyes.

He raised the sun wheel knife, and the flames rose in an instant, and the dawn seemed to come early.

He couldn't dodge it, but he didn't even think about doing so.

With the swiping of the sun wheel knife, the powerful force affected all the air around Xing Shoulang, and the temperature of the rapidly roaring air rose sharply and became extremely hot in an instant. A pillar of fire seemed to fall from the sky, covering Xing Shoulang and in front of him. The Yiwo seat.

Breath of Flame · Mysteries · Nine Shapes · Purgatory!
The entire space became a real purgatory in an instant, and the violent air that was about to explode was dominated by an even more violent temperature.

At this moment of swinging the knife, this place belongs to the realm of Purgatory Kyojuro.

"It's over, demon!"

The roaring sound was like thunder.

Yiwozuo stared blankly at Xing Shoulang who was wielding a knife.

"how is this possible?"

His nirvana was disrupted by the hot air.

At this moment, Xing Shoulang's body was burning with an invisible realm like purgatory, and the approaching air bomb was burnt to ashes in an instant, which gave Yi Wozuo an illusion.

At this moment, Purgatory Xingjulang seemed to be rising the sun.

He is invincible!
escape.

Such an idea sprouted in Yiwozuo's mind.

It was almost dawn, he should have evacuated, this was just a tactical retreat, nothing to be ashamed of!
"Whoosh-"

A cracking sound rang out.

Yiwozuo, who was still attacking from the front just now, fled in the direction away from the sunrise without looking back. The astonishing speed even stunned Purgatory Xingshoulang.

"boom--"

The deadly explosive slash crashed down, but it had already landed in the empty space.

As it turned out, running away, shameful as it was, was useful.

This is a battle of equal strength. Once one side makes a living and retreats, it is impossible to tell the winner.

Whether it's Xing Shoulang's speed or Yi Woza's speed, it's too easy to evacuate from the battlefield.

It's just that Xing Shoulang has something to protect, and there is no way to retreat.

But Yiwozuo is different, as a ghost, he has countless chances to tolerate mistakes from the beginning, and even if he can't beat him, he has enough retreats.

"Damn! Don't run!"

In the past hundred years, the ghost killing team has never defeated the ghost of the upper string. This is a great opportunity to kill the ghost of the upper string.

Xing Shoulang didn't expect that this ghost was fighting him upright like a warrior just now, but now he ran away so decisively!
After reacting, he quickly chased after him, but Yi Wozuo's speed was extremely fast, if no one stopped him, it would be impossible for him to catch up.

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