A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 428 421. Clear skies

"when?"

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

The second windlass on the side also looked at the situation in front of him with a gloomy expression. For a moment, the top of the train fell into silence, and nothing could be heard except the howling wind.

"Then let the two of them pass." He said in a deep voice.

Now the Nightmare guy doesn't know what he's doing. They've already boarded the train and he doesn't come to pick them up, so he who has the highest ranking has the final say.

Even he couldn't react to the ghostly speed of the old man in front of him, so he immediately made a judgment. Don't worry about the two young boys who looked immature. They couldn't escape on this train anyway. They should now What we need to do is concentrate our efforts to kill the old guy in front of us first!

It was obvious that Bingye and Lingyuzi also realized this, and immediately broke away from Xuanhao's hands and retreated to the windlass. The three ghosts looked at the old man in front of them warily.

"It seems you are very sensible."

Putting down his hand and stroking the Sun Blade at his waist, Xuan Hao did not stop the movements of these ghosts, but just talked and thought indifferently.

Things are getting a little troublesome.

To be honest, he didn't expect that he would encounter such an incident when he came to Anjuro. Muzan must have been a little angry this time, otherwise he wouldn't have sent almost all the ghosts of the lower strings here at the same time to ambush them.

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

"..."

The three ghosts looked at each other in disbelief at the old man who was mumbling to himself. They had no idea what the old guy was talking about.

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

"No...you misunderstood."

Xuanhao shook his head helplessly.

In fact, he was just worried about how much effort he should put in to not scare that guy Wu Kai.

"Qiang——"

The old hand grasped the handle of the knife, and the long knife slowly drew out of the scabbard.

As the long sword was unsheathed, there seemed to be an invisible wave centered on the old man, spreading in all directions. Even the howling wind was delayed for a moment, allowing everyone on the train to hear the crisp whistling sound.

"?"

Even Tanjiro and Inosuke, who were speeding towards the front of the car, felt a chill go down their spines due to this fluctuation.

But the train continued, and soon, the sound of arguing 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 agreement.

The coolness at that moment must have been an illusion. After all...how could anyone in this world scare them as the 'Twelve Ghost Moons' just by drawing a sword?

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

"You three, it's not very convenient on this train. Please get off the train with me and talk for a while."

It's a simple descriptive tone again.

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

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 jump off the train.

Obviously, it was stupid to let oneself float in the air in front of such a strong man, so the three ghosts all chose to get off the car tacitly.

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

The three figures quickly moved towards the woods on the side.

Steam continued to rise from the front of the car, and the train passed through the woods. Three ghosts flew rapidly on the top of the trees, their eyes locked on the old man on the top of the car.

Xuan Hao turned a blind eye and slowly turned around and walked towards the back of the car.

The train will soon pass through the woods. These ghosts have been chasing the train, probably because they are afraid that Xuanhao will not dare to get off the train and fight, so they are ready to get back on the carriage again at any time.

But at the same time, these three ghosts were afraid of the strength of the person on the roof and did not dare to act rashly. They could only follow the train to look for opportunities.

One step, two steps...

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

Xuanhao counted the time as he walked.

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

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

Tanjiro and Inosuke are trying to find the key to one of the lower strings, and once he leaves the train, Anjuro alone will not have much time to buy.

So he had been stalling for time just now.

Just as the train was about to leave the forest completely, and when the three ghosts thought the old man was playing tricks on them, the figure standing at the back of the car finally moved.

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

"superior!"

Seeing the old guy in front of him jump out of the car, Liusha let out a loud shout. Bing Ye and Ling Yuzi, who had already been unable to hold on, heard the loud shout and immediately ran out.

At the junction of the wasteland and the forest, three rapid 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 right here!"

Inosuke rushed to the front of the car and waved his two swords excitedly. The two swords flashed and instantly removed the roof of the front of the car.

As the roof was blown away by the blowing wind, the disgusting piles of flesh and blood inside the front of the car were exposed. The entire train seemed to have been completely transformed into its own body by this ghost, and its weak point was at the front of the car.

"You...who are you!?"

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

"Quick...get out quickly!"

"??"

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

"Whatever! Cut it off first! The ghost's Achilles' heel!"

As Inosuke gave up thinking, he kicked the train driver aside, then raised his two knives and began to chop at the piles of flesh and blood.

Although the nightmare's soul was damaged and it fell into madness, its survival instinct was still there. It felt that the fatal danger was approaching, and it responded quickly.

Piles of ghostly hands stretched out from the flesh and blood wrapping the front of the car, surrounding Inosuke.

"Disgusting!"

Inosuke was caught off guard by the sudden influx of countless arms.

"Breath of water, six forms, twisting the vortex!"

Fortunately, Tanjiro, who followed closely behind, had been paying attention to the surrounding movements. His quick steps and whirlpool-like slashes instantly protected Inosuke's entire body, forming a hemispherical defense.

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

"Inosuke! Below us!"

Tanjiro shouted to remind Inosuke.

Such a close distance allowed him to accurately smell the ghost's vital points, but they were surrounded by ghost hands at the moment. He had to block these ghost hands, and he was completely unable to take action.

"clear!"

Inosuke stared blankly at Tanjiro blocking all the attacks of this crazy ghost. Although he was a little unconvinced, he did not refute this time.

"Hmph, just watch it. When I take that old man as my teacher, I will definitely become stronger than you!"

Breath of the beast, two fangs, disembowell him!

Inosuke slashed his hands towards the floor of the front of the train. The two serrated blades crossed each other, and a cross-shaped crack appeared on the floor.

A trembling spine was exposed to the air.

"So big! A ghost's spine!"

"That's it, cut it off!"

Breath of Water, Eight Forms, Takitsubo!

Seeing that the target was exposed in front of him, Tanjiro followed behind Inosuke and slashed with his sword.

But his movements were still a step slow.

As if sensing the fatal danger, countless ghost hands instantly squeezed toward the exposed spine, wrapping up the exposed spine in the blink of an eye.

"puff--"

When the Nichirin Sword struck the thick layer of flesh and blood, most of its power was lost and it was unable to cut off the already huge spine.

At the same time, behind Tanjiro and Inosuke, countless ghost hands came from all directions, seemingly trying to crush the two of them.

"hateful!"

The two were forced to retreat, regrouping and preparing to attack again.

"!?"

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

"What are you doing!?"

"Help!"

Tanjiro replied anxiously.

Even after they escaped from the siege of the ghost hands, those ghost hands still did not stop and were still rushing towards the spine, regardless of the enemy or friend.

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

The 'controlled' train driver stayed on the spot, staring at the ghostly hands coming towards him, seemingly unaware of what was about to happen.

But Tanjiro will never sit idly by.

The breath of water, the four forms, strike against the tide and chaos!

At the critical moment, Tanjiro slashed like a violent wave and instantly cut off all the ghost hands that enveloped the train driver.

"Tantarō!"

"?"

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

"How……"

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

He watched in confusion as the man in front of him stabbed him with a sharp iron awl.

Why? Tanjiro was a little confused.

But the man answered him quickly.

"Don't let you hinder our dreams!"

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

"bass--"

The sound of steel rubbing against steel was heard.

"..."

"how come!?"

The train driver felt the resistance in his hands and looked up at Tanjiro's face with some confusion.

This is a boy, a boy 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 on his face.

"..."

Tanjiro held his wrist silently.

Feeling the power coming from the hands of the slightly immature-looking young man in front of him, the expression on the train driver's face gradually turned desperate.

Of course he knew what he had just done. He wanted to kill this young man, and he could probably guess what would happen next.

This young man had a knife in his hand, and his 'assassination' failed. This young man had every reason to angrily kill him with a knife.

But what puzzled him was... there was only sadness and regret on this young man's face, but no anger.

"Is it painful?"

Tanjiro asked softly.

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

He smelled the fear, despair, and sadness hidden beneath the despair emanating from the man in front of him.

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

"ah!"

Screams came.

The train driver's arm was dislocated under Tanjiro's strength, and the screams suddenly stopped.

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

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

Inosuke anxiously observed Tanjiro's physical condition, looking very worried.

Tanjiro didn't speak, just shook his head gently.

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

"Thanks……"

He held the knife tightly and thanked him softly.

The blow just now was blocked by these swords. They were the relics of the deceased swordsmen in the Demon Slayer Corps. They were protecting him like a talisman at this moment.

They all died to protect these ordinary humans.

Although it is not recognized, it is possible that things like this will still happen.

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

We cannot waver in our determination just because such people exist, because that would be tantamount to trampling on these heroic spirits who fought bloody battles.

If someone else is wrong, that’s 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 was actually asked to protect the guy who just wanted to assassinate his companion! Shouldn't such a guy just be thrown off the bus?

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Tanjiro smiled softly.

But his hand holding the knife became harder and harder.

"call--"

Hot breath exhaled from the corner of Tanjiro's mouth.

He adjusted his breathing and stepped forward.

"Dad...is everything I did right? If it is right...please protect me and cut off the ghost's spine with one knife!!"

He jumped high, holding the sun blade high, drawing a perfect arc in the sky, like the sun rising in the night sky, lighting up the night sky.

Kagura, the God of Fire, clear sky.

"Hey——"

The sun-flaming blade fell, and the powerful slash not only cut off the spine, but the fiery slash also melted the front of the train together.

"boom--"

With a violent roar, the entire front of the locomotive flew off the track, and the speed of the train, which lost the power of the locomotive to traction, gradually slowed down.

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