Shura on the pillar of the blade of ghost slayer

Chapter 154 I'm Always Here

At this time, the rolling car is like a god of death. If it is allowed to roll into the crowd like this, many people will be in trouble.

"Put me down, Zaomen boy!"

The voice of Purgatory Kyojuro came from behind Tanjiro, his tone was weak but irresistible.

Tanjiro put Purgatory Kyojuro to the ground, and Inosuke and Zenitsu also came to life.

Although they were all seriously injured, at this moment, they were the last line of defense for those innocent passengers.

"Hahaha," Purgatory Xingshoulang looked at San Xiaoqiang and laughed, "You three little fellows have a lot of backbone! Hahaha!"

After finishing speaking, he took a knife from Inosuke and rushed towards the rolling carriage.

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San Xiaoqiang followed closely behind.

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The four figures attacked the front compartment together, making a loud impact sound.

The inertia of the several-ton carriage was extremely strong, and the four of them tried their best to stop it.

However, at this time, there were still two carriages rolling towards the crowd.

"We must separate!" Purgatory Xingshoulang shouted, "I'll go to the left, you three go to the right!"

"it is good!"

The three Xiaoqiang spoke in unison.

They knew how much the injury of Purgatory Xingshoulang was, but at this time, only trust is the greatest encouragement.

The three of them rushed to the rolling carriage on the right side, and Purgatory Kyojuro also rushed to the carriage of the car.

San Xiaoqiang's stripes were fully open, and he tried his best to stop the carriage.

They turned to look at the other side, the carriage over there was still rolling forward, Purgatory Xingshourou struggled to support, and was about to be crushed under the carriage.

"Brother Purgatory!" Tanjiro shouted anxiously.

But they don't have time to help now.

Purgatory Xing Shoulang did not give up, because these two words did not exist in his dictionary.

You can't give up. If you give up, the safety of the passengers behind you will be threatened!
He has always been like this. In order to take over the Yanzhu seat that his father gave up, he shouldered the responsibility of killing evil spirits. In order to protect his younger brother, he shouldered the responsibility of being a role model. family responsibility.

He is never fighting alone, behind him is someone he wants to protect!

Even if you burn your life, you must protect it!

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The red flame contrasts with the whole body, the breath and the eyes are burning with raging flames, Purgatory Kyojuro is like a fire god descending, gathering all the power on the blade.

"Stop for me!"

He roared loudly, his canthus cracked, but the car was still rolling forward.

All of a sudden, fiery red flame patterns appeared on his skin, and the blade of the sword also turned scorching red.

However, Purgatory Xingshoulang didn't notice this change, he just felt that his body became very light, and his body gained more strength.

The carriage has been dented by his roof, and the speed has also been reduced a lot.

At this moment, he spat out a mouthful of blood with a wow, and his body went limp unconsciously.

His body had already reached its limit, and it was only by his willpower like a flame that he could last until now.

The heavy carriage overturned and fell down, and black shadows enveloped the body of Purgatory Xingshourou.

The blurred eyes looked towards the sky, "Am I going to die?"

Suddenly, a hand flashed across his field of vision, supporting the carriage, and then, the second, third, and more and more hands stretched out.

The people who were fleeing for their lives turned around at this moment, using their ordinary bodies as pillars to support the heavy carriage.

People don't know how they overcome their fear, they only know that they are infected by this lonely hero who protects them.

They were strangers to each other, but they had the same dream, which was the dream of this man who had never met on the train desperately protecting them.

"Quick, pull him out!"

someone in the crowd shouted.

Purgatory Xingshourou's body, which was about to fall to the ground, was dragged from behind, then lifted up, and just like that was teleported out from above people's heads.

"When you burn yourself, you also burn others..."

Tanjiro said something for no reason, then took Inosuke and Zenitsu and ran to Purgatory Kyojuro.

At this moment, the bright red Hell Asura drove Li Qingming across the railroad tracks.

The lingering dark red aura twisted and deformed the railway tracks, and dyed the sky red, like a natural disaster.

Tanjiro also finally remembered that this hell Shura is the ability of Brother Qingming, he had seen it when Fuji attacked the mountain.

But why did Brother Qing Ming attack ordinary people?

There must be something wrong.

At this moment, Hell Shura raised the broken army in his hand above his head, a violent breath swept towards the blade, and the power was gathering rapidly, which heralded a blow that would destroy the world.

At this time, other people also saw the ferocious Hell Shura. Facing the terrifying coercion, many people's legs softened and knelt on the ground.

Faced with a scene like the end of the world, they can only believe that this is fate.

Some were crying, some were snuggling together, and some were still struggling needlessly.

Despair spread all over the crowd, like purgatory on earth.

"Sister Fairy!"

A child's voice came, and everyone looked up.

A bright spot of light suddenly appeared in the dark sky, and then slowly descended.

It was a petite girl wearing black gold feathers, her limbs were slender, her skin was creamy, her calves were tight and well-proportioned, and she had a sense of majesty.

Hell Shura seemed to be imprisoned, unable to move while holding the broken army sword.

The girl slowly fell facing Li Qingming, and her slender jade finger touched Li Qingming's eyebrows, "It's really naughty..."

The sound is crisp and melodious like a wind chime.

Li Qingming came back to his senses and looked up at the girl.

The blood-red manju sand on the black temples is delicate and charming, the blue pupils are as clear as crystal, there is a touch of red between the brows, and a touch of cinnabar on the lips, refreshing and charming.

"True wild rice..." Li Qingming murmured, as if in a dream.

Two seconds later, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, pulled the girl's slender wrist, and pulled it in front of him, "Really, is it really you?!"

Zhenmu landed lightly on the ground, touched Li Qingming's forehead with a smile, "It's me, I'm always here."

Immediately afterwards, the huge phantom of Shura in hell disappeared. Li Qingming wanted to say something to Zhenzhu, but suddenly passed out.

Zhen Zhu's body also gradually shrunk at this time, turning into a one-legged three-eyed crow, lying on Li Qingming's upper body.

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(End of this chapter)