After the three Upper Winds roughly explored the surrounding situation and did not find the people of the Ghost Killing Team in the woods, Oni Mai Tsuji stepped out of the door.

At this time, it was the size of an adult, and it was still wearing an expensive suit, and I didn't know if I thought it was a blind date.

"There is no feeling of the fighting spirit of the strong in the house, and the people living in it are just ordinary people. Yu

Woza took the initiative to stand behind Wu Wu, staring at the wooden house not far away and said with confidence.

His blood demon art can see the fighting spirit of the strong, and unless he can reach the legendary supreme realm, it is impossible to interfere with his judgment.

However, both Bai Ye and Tanjuro have mastered the transparent world, which is the "supreme realm" that Yuwoza understands.

Can freely release or close the fighting qi.

"Lord Wuxi, please let me go and bring the people out of the house, I believe they will be moved by the teachings of my Eternal Elysium Sect and take the initiative to bring you the cyan flower."

Glancing at Tong Mo, who volunteered, he nodded slowly.

Just dealing with two ordinary people, let the string out of the horse is a very exaggerated.

At the same time, it is also ready to unleash the curse in Tong Mo's bloodline, and as soon as he has thoughts such as betrayal, it will immediately make him go to ashes.

With the permission of the boss, Tong Mo walked to the door of the wooden house with a smile on his face, knocked on the door with the metal fan in his hand, and said seemingly politely:

"Hello, can you let me go in and rest? To

his surprise, the wooden door was not locked at all, but just concealed, and opened directly with a gentle push.

Tong Mo walked into the door, and immediately there was a sound in his head like a butterfly flapping its wings.

A knife shining like flames slammed down from the roof.

The blade sank into Tong Mo's head and pierced straight into his stomach.

The special potion against ghosts developed by Zhu Shi was injected from the tip of the knife and spread throughout his body in a very short time.

"It's been a long time, Mr. Onii, you haven't forgotten who I am

, have you?" some familiar voice sounded overhead, and Tong Mo couldn't help but widen his eyes as he looked at Kanae, a butterfly that should have died.

He opened his mouth wide and wanted to say something, but the spiritual power attached to the knife had already stirred his soul to pieces.

Coupled with the severe pain caused by the damage caused by the knife to the ghost itself, and the paralysis of the poison, he couldn't even pronounce a single syllable.

He could only make a whirring sound like a tattered bellows, and then a black knife light flashed in front of his eyes, making him silent in the darkness forever.

Is this what you mean by an ordinary person, Qiuza Za!" Several

green tendons protruded from his miserable forehead, and his sharp teeth clenched up and down, as if he might run away at any moment.

He knelt on the ground in disbelief, his heart ached as if it had been crushed, his skin cracked like a porcelain doll falling on the ground, and blood flowed on the ground without money.

Even this could not dispel the doubts in his heart, and he could kill Tong Mo, who was stronger than him, in just one minute.

Vindictiveness cannot be as small as ordinary people.

Unless...

He thought of a reason with an extremely small probability, that is, the two people in the room had reached the supreme realm of existence.

Since turning into a ghost, the only existence he has seen that has reached the supreme realm is Black Death Mou.

Now two appeared at once, making him anxious to confirm it.

He stood up and staggered a few steps in the direction of the wooden house, and his injuries had already recovered.

However, when he passed by Black Death Mou's side, he was stopped by Black Death Mou's hand.

"Something is coming. Two

lifelike, life-like ice lotuses suddenly appeared beside Black Death Mou, spitting out cold air with blue light from his mouth, directly covering half of Black Death Mou's body.

"This is Tong Mo's blood demon technique, didn't Lord Wu Mi say that he was already dead..." Because

the black death mou was too close to the black death mu, even if the main target of the cold air was not him, it was also affected, and his left arm was full of frost.

If it was just Tong Mo's blood demon technique, even if it froze half of the body of the Qiuza seat, it would not have a particularly big impact on him.

If you can't thaw, you will cut off the frostbitten part, grow it again, and continue fighting.

But this time it was different, as if some special power was attached to the ice, as if to freeze his soul together.

The other intact hand was likened to a knife, and without blinking an eye, it cut off the frozen arm.

However, the left arm that grew was like complete necrosis, and any feeling disappeared, and there was still a burst of pain from the wound of the previous broken arm.

"Damn, that little thief actually ambushed here, he should have brought the half-heavenly dog and the jade pot over." "

Misery has now completely lost his connection with Tong Mo, and it is certain that he is indeed dead.

But Tong Mo's blood ghost technique suddenly appeared to attack Black Death Mu, and also received some kind of energy blessing, and only one person in the miserable memory can do this kind of thing.

"Black Death Mu hurry up and kill the people in the house! Quick!" Even

if the five brains in his body were not very bright, they also reacted now, and that report was the trap that Bai Ye used to lure him.

But if he wanted to give up the cyan flower that was close at hand, he couldn't bear it, so he immediately ordered to Black Death Mu.

At the same time, he is also contacting Naruto and asking her to do her best to send all the ghosts over and act as cannon fodder that consumes Bai Ye's physical strength.

Black Death Mu forcibly endured the half of his body that was completely numb from the freezing of spiritual power, drew his matching knife, and swung a crescent-like black slash at the place.

The sword instantly cut off the two girl-like ice lotuses, and there was still spare strength to rush towards the wooden house.

"Gong-"

The sonorous sound was loud, and under the dark knife light in front of the wooden house being intercepted, violent sparks burst out in the air.

In the collision with the knife, the temperature of the knife in the man's hand rose rapidly, and the dazzling light bloomed from the knife, illuminating his face.

It was Tanjuro who had been practicing sword skills for half a year.

"Phew~ Although I don't live here anymore, this room has preserved a lot of good memories, but I can't let you destroy it so much, Mr. Iwakatsu Jikoku." Hearing

the name that he had abandoned more than four hundred years ago, Black Death Mu's rare expression was stunned for a moment.

When he saw Tanjuro's appearance, the three pairs of eyes were round.

Not only him, but even Wuxian was equally stunned.

The long red ponytail, the special tattoo on the forehead, and the earrings that make it unforgettable for the rest of his life.

Wu Wu's breathing suddenly became rapid, and he couldn't help trembling, and he didn't even know that the skin on his legs was pierced by some kind of plant.

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