The Heavens: A Death Game From Ghost Slayer.

I haven't done my best yet!

I didn't even eat a single person, merged with the train, and ate a large number of humans at once, all my plans were ruined!

It took a lot of time to become like this. "

As the body of the evil ghost dissipated, he cursed at the same time, the bloodshot eyes in his pupils burst out, very unwilling.

In the past, when a ghost died, there would always be a smell of sadness and regret... But this ghost, apart from the disgusting stench, has no other smell at all.

He deserves no sympathy.

Looking at the dissipated evil spirits silently, Tanjiro remained silent for the first time.

"It's all your fault! It's all your fault for that blond brat! And that pillar! If you didn't make trouble, I would already be on the strings, and I would be able to get more love from Mr. Wu Mi!!

It's all your fault!

Obviously I have 200 hostages in my hand! ! "

Tanjiro was silent.

Why is there such a ghost, it's like... like it was born for evil.Nightmare's voice gradually decreased, and with the flying of black ash, the head dissipated inch by inch.

In the end, only two eyeballs remained.

After standing on the ground and rolling around, it completely dissipated.

"Be careful!!"

Tanjiro's hairs stood on his head, and only when Nada Zhishan was dying, he had such a frightening experience. Instinctively, Tanjiro resorted to the breath of the sun.

God of Fire Kagura Magic Sunbow! ! !

A fist with dark blue tattoos on its fingers passed through Tanjirou's body.

"Oh~"

"Not bad sword skills, actually able to dodge this."

Before the assailant could finish his sentence, a heat wave rushed from not far away, and a scorching solar knife slashed straight at his neck from the side.

Breath of Flame · Three Types of Qi Yan Vientiane! !

The attacker just turned slightly sideways, dodging the swift blow.Then he leaped back and distanced himself from Xing Shoulang.

Yan Zhu's saber landed on the empty space.

In the first round of confrontation, neither side suffered from injuries.

"It's okay!"

Purgatory Kyojuro fixed his eyes on the oni opposite, and then asked Tanjiro loudly.

"fine!"

"Stand by, defend well, don't get involved, the opponent..."

Without Purgatory's explanation, Tanjiro has already seen the attacker clearly.

Winding three.

Short peach-red hair, golden pupils, pale skin, numerous dark blue tattoos representing sinners engraved all over his body, blood-red nails, wearing a purple blouse, and rosary beads hanging on his ankles.

"Winding...Three?"

Purgatory also noticed the numbers in the opponent's pupils, and the words "Shangxian" and "Three" were engraved in the left and right eyes respectively.

Moreover, his strong sense of oppression and ghostly aura.

Sure enough, what Su Can said was not wrong, there is only one winding string, and they are both very powerful.

But....

he can't back down...

There were more than 200 people on the train behind him, as well as the kitchen boy and the pig-headed boy... With a slight thought, Purgatory asked:

"As Shangxian, do you want to carry out a sneak attack on a swordsman who is not Zhu?"

Yi Wozuo stared at Yanzhu with great interest, "I hate the weak, I can't help but want to vomit when I see the weak."

"Really? All strong people become strong from weak ones. Haven't you ever been weak? It's impossible!" Yan Zhu tried hard to recover his physical strength while talking.

On the train, some physical strength was expended in order to protect the passengers.

If it is winding down, there is no need to delay.

However, the other party is the first one, or the third seat.

Tong Mo, who is the second seat on the top string, has already experienced it, and he is indeed extremely powerful. He must show a state of complete victory, otherwise...

"Hehe, because I am a ghost, ghosts are born to be extremely powerful."

Holding a knife in both hands, watching his opponent's every move vigilantly, Yan Zhu said: "Then why do we keep killing ghosts? It proves that ghosts are also weak."

"Because you are very strong. I can tell you are very strong at a glance. You are Zhu, right? The grudge on your body has been condensed, and it is close to the highest realm."

Yi Wo Zuo looked at Xing Shou Lang with excitement on his face.

"I am Yanzhu, Purgatory Xingshoulang!"

"I'm Yi Wozuo, so Xing Shoulang, I have a very good proposal." Hearing Yanzhu introduce himself, Yi Wozuo put down his offensive stance.

"Are you going to be a ghost?"

"impossible!"

Purgatory Xingshoulang's eyes were burning, and he immediately refuted Yiwozuo firmly.

"Xing Shourou, human beings will grow old and die, and when you enter the supreme realm, you will already be old...Xing Shoulang! Come and become a ghost!

In this way, no matter 100 years or 200 years, you can exercise.

You will become stronger! "

As he said that, Yiwozuo extended his hand friendly and warmly to welcome Xing Shoulang.

“我拒源"发；自;小.说,群:9;8、0!2，0；5?8'5：6绝！”

"Aging and dying are also the beauty of the ephemerality of human life. It is precisely because of aging and death that human beings are so lovely and sacred.

The so-called "powerful" is not just a word used to describe the body.

Again, for whatever reason, I will not be a ghost! "

Yiwozuo narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous atmosphere suddenly appeared, "Really?"

"Spell unfolding! Destroy the killing needle!"

A twelve-cornered snowflake formation appeared under Yiwozuo's own feet, and the places where the soles of his feet stepped were sunken a little. He assumed an offensive posture, and the ghostly aura on his body became more and more suppressed.

"Since you are not a ghost, I will kill you!"

The invisible pressure was infinitely high, and the spirit of Purgatory Xingjulang was concentrated to the peak.

Yiwozuo's blood ghost technique can perceive the opponent's fighting spirit like a compass, making his own attack and evasion movements as precise as if he is attracted by a magnet.

There is only one shortcoming, that is, Luo Zhen can't perceive opponents who have no fighting spirit or hide fighting spirit, or understand the transparent world.

"coming!"

Yan Zhu's heart skipped a beat, and he swung his knife immediately.

Yiwozuo's body came to Yan Zhu almost instantly, and a simple straight fist went towards Yan Zhu's face.

Purgatory blocked with a horizontal knife and slid down his body.

Chapter 70 Become a Ghost!Anjuro

The fist wiped the cloak and hit the air.

Clenching his hands tightly, Purgatory Kyojuro immediately stabilized his center of gravity, and slashed horizontally with his knife.If it is true, Yiwozuo will separate his upper and lower body on the spot.

And the compass needle at the foot of Yiwo Zuo turned, as if it had a foreknowledge.

Jump up, dodge the blow, and use high-speed movement while landing to narrow the distance to Purgatory again.

Tanjiro on the side stared intently at the fight between the two.

"So fast!!"

He could barely keep up with the movements of the two.The light of the knife collided with the fist, and occasionally there was a flash of fire.Even the strong wind from the confrontation made the places under the two of them pitted.

The two continued to clash, slash, dodge, and seize the opportunity to fight back.

And compared to Purgatory Xing Shoulang's full concentration.

Yi Wozuo seemed to be able to do a job with ease, and even took the time to say to him:

"So far, among the pillars I have killed, there is no Yanzhu! And no one has accepted my invitation!"

--clang!

Yi Wozuo hit the blade with a punch, and blood flowed down the blade, but he didn't care.

Yan Zhu pushed back, let go of this move, trying to create a distance to use his sword skills.

But Yiwozuo had predicted it in advance, and immediately kicked one after another with a diagonal kick.As a last resort, Purgatory Xing Shoulang had no choice but to fight, and Yi Wozuo immediately seized the opportunity.

Clenched fists left and right to attack Purgatory Kyojuro's face.

He dodged the first blow of his right fist sideways, and the moment the opponent attacked with his left hand, Purgatory Kyojuro immediately swung his knife down and hit the opponent's wrist.

It's a pity that he didn't have the energy to use his sword skills.

The wound is too shallow.

"Why? As a student of martial arts, I really can't understand! Obviously only the chosen one can become a ghost!!"

Yi Wozuo, who was talking, seized Yanzhu's gap.

With a huge and extremely powerful fist, he hit Purgatory Kyojuro's temple from the right side.

The corner of the eye flicked.

Purgatory Xingshoulang inhaled to accumulate energy, and the Japanese Rilun Dao moved from bottom to top, one upward, and cut off his wrist first before the opponent's fist hit him.

Lao Gao's arm flew high, and blood sprayed in all directions.

——歘!

In less than 2 seconds, there was a strange sound, and Yi Wozuo's arm grew completely.

Another punch to Purgatory Xingshourou.

"People with great talent keep getting ugly and aging...it breaks my heart! I can't stand it!"

Punch after punch.

Surprisingly powerful.

Purgatory Xing Shoulang had no choice but to parry and defend with a Japanese knife.

"While you're young, you're going to die!"

Yi Wozuo, who was constantly attacking with words, moved his eyes slightly, and a wave of heat hit him from the side.

With a simple jump back, he avoided the horizontal slash from the lower left side of Purgatory Xingshoulang who seized the opportunity.Yiwozuo, who flew into the air, quickly launched an offensive, launching a vampire technique:

"Destroy the air-killing style!!"

After the opponent waved his fist, Xing Shoulang stared at the opponent's peripheral vision and kept passing around, thinking about where the opponent's moves came from.

--clang! !

A moment later, a shock wave hit the Rilun Saber.

"So that's the case. He punched the void, and he was still able to attack me. It was an attack like an air cannon."

Relying on his fighting instinct, Purgatory Xingshourou immediately displayed his sword skills.

"Breath of Flame · Flame Vortex of Unbridled Form!!!"

With Purgatory Xingshoulang as the center, the swirling flames slashed, defusing Yiwozuo's constant range attacks.

For a moment, the "bang bang" sound of the sword skill colliding with the empty fist was endless.