The Heavens: A Death Game From Ghost Slayer

Recall the images in my head.

Out of the plot, Su Can actually didn't care in his heart, in the face of absolute strength, any difficulty is not difficult.

The ghost killing squad mechanic is too backward.

Fight ghosts, no data record, no information collected.

Needless to say, how many incidents are there in one Tokyo area? How many demons are there? What are the characteristics of the evil spirits that have been dealt with? Can it be classified? Velocity? Strength?

Shaking his head, Su Can was a little speechless.

But if you think about it, you can't help it, after all, the total number of advanced swordsmen in the Ghost Killing Team is only about 150. I really don't know how to survive to this day? All by inhuman columns?

No wonder every session of the column is killed and injured.

In the last column, only the "water column" - Taki Zuo Jinji, and the "Yan Pillar" - Purgatory Purgatory Maki Shoulang were intact, and the whole body with sound limbs retreated.

Others are either dead or wounded and incapacitated.

It is really unusual for this diseased leaf and zero leftovers to appear in such places. In the original work, the fifth of the lower string - tired, after death, Oni Mai Tsuji killed all the remaining lower strings.

Only one shake is left.

Strictly speaking, the tired strength of Natian Spider Mountain is at least one or two below.

It is said in the formula book that tiredness does not care about sorting, and he is obsessed with family combinations, and a lot of power is divided among his "father", "mother", "sister", and "sister".

Otherwise, he will be stronger than in the plot.

Therefore, there must be a reason why Xia San and Xia Yan appeared here.

In any case, if you want to beat the level for life, any situation must be considered. Caution is the best weapon, pill bottle, dark weapon, poison, as long as it can kill the boss.

These represent strength.

The probability of Ghost Mai Tsuji without tragedy is impossible, for so many years, he was cut out of the shadow by Enichi, without 100% certainty, he will not take the initiative to appear.

So...

Who will come to the winding?

In the darkness, Su Can clenched his fists, and his bones clicked.

The faint moonlight squeezed in through the crack in the door, and Su Can slowly fell asleep.

[Mission time remaining: 7 days]

......

The next day, Su Can woke up very early.

Since getting a new body and learning the heart method and breathing method, Su Can's sleep time has shrunk very short, and he can quickly enter deep sleep, the best quality sleep.

After adjusting the state in time and

washing simply, the thunder could not move, and Su Can still tempered his sword skills.

The first glimpse of the door, integration, divine transformation, and peak are the four stages of sword skills, and they have only reached the level of integration and penetration, and they are not far from being divine.

There's still a lot of room for improvement.

Daily drills, fighting with strong people will make your sword skills more and more handy.

"-Phew!"

A white mist rose from his body, and Su Can put down the Nikki knife in his hand and wiped his sweat. The strong body and the lumpy muscles declare the strength of this body.

Go to the bathroom to rinse off the sweat and put on the Ghost Slayer uniform. Not to mention, the material of this dress is really comfortable, sweat-absorbing and breathable and resistant to wear.

Su Can himself is very satisfied with his current state.

Powerful, he felt like he could hit ten.

After thinking about it, he looked at the blue sky and narrowed his eyes.

"Hope to get something today."

Walking to the door, the ghost killers he met along the way were very respectful to him, shouting "Master Su Can!" Good day! "。

After going out, turn left and right, you arrive at the noisy market.

Numerous pedestrians are shopping for things, stalls are densely packed, pharmacies, grain stores, hotels are all available.

"Come and see! Fresh eh!

"Less! Less!

"All seven-fold! All seven-fold!! "

The salary of the ghost killing team is very high, an ordinary team member has an income of hundreds of thousands of dollars every year, in exchange for purchasing power in the current neon country, and it is also a local tyrant on the rich side.

Not to mention the "pillars" of unlimited supplies of material and money.

The civilian area is not as good as the aristocratic area. First of all, safety is different, compared to the little-known evil ghosts at night, the samurai who do not say a word during the day are the biggest source of unrest.

Even now, there is a police station, and samurai with swords are controlled.

But from time to time, there are still fish that slip through the net, shouting the slogans of the old times, and they cut two people lying on the ground, bleeding to the ground.

The vendors on the side did not care, and the police continued to do what they should do after washing the floor.

There was no impact in the slightest.

Dororo is a down-and-out wandering warrior who wanders around the lower town and slums, occasionally picking up soft persimmons to fight the autumn breeze.

Then go to the water tea house for fun.

In recent days, some samurai have been pecked at the eye, and the corpses can't be found anywhere, and Dororo is also a little concerned, but he really wants to go to the Water Tea House to rescue the lost girl.

Slums are also available, and the cost is small.

However, he did not dare, he also wanted to use his own weapons more, that kind of place, the weapon will be infected and damaged in less than two times.

Why drink to quench your thirst?

Just thinking about it, a righteous man walked on the road, with a handsome face and beautiful skin, although he held a sword in his hand, but his thumb and wrist and other places, even the cocoon could not be seen.

"Isn't this coming?"

Dororo licked his lips, as if recalling something soft.

Su Can is still admiring the neon of the convergence of times, the foreign wind blowing into the country, a..... Warrior? Nearly one meter seven, a shiny katana with oil scabbard oil at his waist, no hair on the top of his head, hair combed together on both sides, and a braid at the back.

Blocking his way.

"Something?"

Picking a good-looking eyebrow, Su Can asked.

"Hey, I see that this brother is very familiar, looks like one of my younger brothers, let's go over there..." Dororo

was obviously an old oiler, and while speaking, he familiarly stretched out his hand and put his arm around Su Can's shoulder.

[Death.

"What's wrong?"

Su Can seemed to be smiling.

Dororo's hand reached halfway, cold sweat came down his forehead, a piercing chill came from his abdomen, and the tip of a knife flashed coldly.

Grunt.

Dororo swallowed a mouthful of spit and said with a crying voice: "Adult, misunderstanding! Misunderstand! It's all a misunderstanding!! Looking

around, the pedestrians looked as if they hadn't seen it, and Dororo felt that his vest was soaked. There was also a time before, it was an enthusiastic swordsman, dressed in red haori, which was easy to deceive.

But the action of the opponent's knife on the neck.

Can't see at all.

Just like now.

Kicked to the iron plate. Dororo secretly complained, why is it so unlucky today, I already knew that I was holding back, and I was so anxious if I didn't go to the Water Tea House.

It's over now.

His gaze circled the face of the fallen warrior in front of him, and Su Can put away his expression.

The demeanor that originally seemed to be smiling became serious and capable at this moment.

He withdrew the Nikkawa knife.

"Find a place to eat and lead the way."

Dororo's hanging heart fell back to his stomach, and this time, he survived from the tip of the knife again, wiping his sweat, "Where do adults want to go?" "

Just sit and talk."

Su Can is also not picky.