The strongest ghost is too afraid of death

Did you misjudge because it was warm for a while?

Qing Xiang hissed in his heart.

The sun wheel knife that had turned back to the color of stainless steel was just a fist away from his left shoulder, and he could reach it as long as he stretched out his hand. .

The swaying and fading flames rekindled, and the color of the metal turned slightly yellow. I don't know if it was itself or the reflected morning light from the sky.

The young man in the gesture of raising his hands exhaled slowly and deeply. The cool morning was full of moisture, and the steam came out from the corner of his mouth, and even the air beside him was a little warmer in a trance.

He is short, changing his movements frame by frame like a slowed-down pixel, his legs are pressed down, his center of gravity moves forward, his whole body is like a spring about to be shot, and the blade is aimed at the silent prostitute Taro.

"Thank you for your rescue." Although I could dodge myself, "But that's it."

The sudden burst of force made the surrounding air rustle, and the sound of explosion echoed the speeding figure all the way, the huge humming sounded like a train passing by, and the phantom left behind was like a flame burning.

The huge explosive power unique to Flame Breath can reach a speed higher than that of insects and snakes in a short distance, but the endurance and movement are far behind.

The hooker Taro raised his sword at the last moment when the figure approached.When the two knives hit each other, the sound was not as loud as the sun wheel knives that suppressed Hu Die before.

The hot temperature and impact are familiar to Taro the hooker, but the strength seems to be limited to the opponent's legs. It can be crushed with force.

"Is this what you call 'stop here'? Weak as a bug?"

The prostitute Taro thought he was laughing, but in fact he was just staring at Qingxiang, his bloodshot eyes did not blink for a moment, which was extremely terrifying.

Being stared at by a pair of piercing eyes, Qing Xiang was still in the mood to explain something extra.

"Don't get me wrong, this is not the full power of Breath of Flame, it's just my personal flaw."

Qing Xiang's arms are all numb now, lacerations are pumping out of the tiger's mouth, and the muscles of the two upper arms are shaking physiologically, obviously they have reached their limit.

He turned his hand, and the sun wheel knife brushed against the sickle. His knife was not as soft and flexible as Hu Die's, and the hard blade lacked toughness. At this time, it was forced to turn its position by An Jin, and it was full of cracks like cracked ceramics.

Naturally, the Japanese swords produced by the Demon Slayer Squad will not be broken like this. The cracked swords still maintain their original shape. Forcibly stuck into the collarbone of the whore Taro.

The same venom that Hu Die used just now seeped into Taro's body through the wound, and the dull pain of cutting surged into Taro's limbs, and the unbearable pain filled his brain with anger in an instant.

The scarlet-eyed ghost grasped the blade with his hand, regardless of the burnt skin and hand bones, and crushed the sun wheel knife forcefully. The sun wheel knife, which was already full of cracks, shattered into eight pieces and fell to the ground sparsely.

Qing Xiang retreated quickly, trying to get out of the prostitute Taro's attack circle, but his speed was a step slower. The prostitute Taro stretched out his hand, and like the butterfly just now, his five fingers stuck tightly into Qing Xiang's neck.

I figured you'd do it.

Qing Xiang's thoughts were very clear, he pretended to struggle, and used his legs to cover up the movement of turning his back to touch the dagger with random kicks.During the struggle, his left leg seemed to have kicked something, scattered things fell to the ground, but Qing Xiang, whose neck was stuck, couldn't see it.

The prostitute Taro saw it, he saw the colorful candy wrappers falling all over the floor.The top one is purple, and the molten sugar has flowed out, and the rust has condensed.

His finger that was stuck on Qing Xiang twitched for a moment.

砰

The sky was full of dust, and the building was smashed down again by the people who were thrown over. Qing Xiang was in better condition than Zaomen and the others. He quickly and flexibly crawled out of the ruins without being crushed by the wood.

"...?"

Qing Xiang supported the shattered wooden pillar, his face full of surprise.

He has already touched the dagger. With his speed, as long as he stabs the dagger into the eyes of the prostitute Taro, the last dawn will not be too difficult, but why did the prostitute Taro throw him out suddenly.

Qing Xiang only thought for a while, since the prostitute Taro took the initiative to throw him out of the attack circle, he simply ran to Hu Die to see how the latter was doing.

"Master Hu Die, how are you?"

Hu Die was covering her mouth, and green blood was gurgling from between her fingers.She didn't have the strength to speak any more, so she used Qing Xiang's strength to pull out the sun wheel knife stuck in the ground, she firmly grasped Qing Xiang's wrist, and raised the tip of the knife in the direction of the prostitute Taro, signaling to be careful.

At this time, less than a few minutes before sunrise, the toxins and wounds of the prostitute Taro are slowly recovering, but all the ghost hunters on the opposite side are injured. , as long as he, Chen Sheng, pursues them, killing these five humans in such a battle situation could not be easier.

However, the prostitute Taro stood there abnormally.

He didn't get close to the two of them, and stood where he had just had a brief confrontation with Qing Xiang, standing in the shadow of the ruins.

"Taro Crane."

His voice was still hoarse from rough stones.

Qing Xiang didn't respond, but just acted to protect Hu Die, counting down to the sun in his heart.

"...Thank you for the candy."

Taro the hooker finished what he hadn't been able to say before.

Qing Xiang wanted to say that your sister gave it to me, but because of the occasion, she swallowed this sentence back to her stomach.

"You go."

Qing Xiang and even Hu Die couldn't stop.

"Don't come back again."

Finally made a decision, the prostitute Taro pulled the chain of the sickle and wrapped his fist around his hand, without looking at the few people on the opposite side.

"The farther away from Kabukicho the better, don't appear in front of me again."

Qing Xiang didn't make a second confirmation of this. He held Hu Die's shoulders and took a few steps back tentatively. As expected, the prostitute Taro didn't move at all. Instead, after all the chains were retracted, he took a last look at Qing Xiang.

"Next time I see you again, I will eat you without mercy."

The ghost with chains around his wrists turned around and disappeared into the shadows covered by the eaves.

The smell like mud and swamp gradually disappeared with the departure of the ghost. The early morning sunlight evaporated the muddy blood on the ground, and the faint smoke and dust spread together.

Its daybreak.

"Master Yu Sui! Master Yu Sui!"

Among the ruins, Suma was weeping, and his subordinates pushed and pushed the sound column with its head drooping.The latter was covered in blood, his wrists and legs were twisted at unnatural angles, and the rosy red blood on his chin, which had not solidified for so long, flowed down his cheeks.

"You wake up! What should I do if you die?

"Suma! Don't cry!"

With tears in his eyes, Maki beat Suma with his hands, sniffing hard to suck back the crying.

"Let Master Yu Sui leave quietly! Master Yu Sui has been busy all his life, let him, let him go to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss quietly and without worries."

"me"

Suma covered his mouth, but the gushing tears couldn't be stopped no matter what, and finally wept loudly through his hands.

"I can't help but wooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...""

"It's useless!"

With tears in his eyes, Makiu slapped Yinzhu's head with both hands, making the brains of Yinzhu who was struggling to open his eyes jump, his head was buzzing, his breath was like a gossamer, and he reached out tremblingly to press it.槙 Yu.

'Snapped'

Makiyu patted again heavily, Yinzhu's head was sandwiched in the middle like a watermelon.

"Don't cry! I'm annoying you to death!"

The half-stretched hand of the sound column hangs down.

Qing Xiang who happened to see this scene: ...

Yusui, is this your wife?

After the prostitute Taro left, Hu Die got his share of wisteria flower poison from Qingxiang, swallowed it without looking at it, and asked Qingxiang hesitantly and in surprise, "Is it really all poison?" At that time, he just smiled and didn't answer.

The extra intake of a large amount of wisteria poison, coupled with the use of insect breath to stabilize the body in the sun, after half an hour, Hu Die barely maintained his balance in the body. He had a little strength to walk around, and talked softly, but his face was pale. Terrible, even paler than when facing the prostitute Taro.

My wife and Inosuke lost consciousness, and Zaomen was conscious, but white light appeared in front of his eyes, and he said, 'I'm fine, go and save Zenitsu and the others! ’, in fact, he didn’t even know whether it was Qing Xiang or Hu Die in front of him, Shan Yi even said it as ‘zanyuzu’.

In the end, Qing Xiang supported three of them with his belt, and Hu Die listened to the direction guided by the crow, and the few people successfully joined the sound column.

Hu Die was conserving her strength, and Qing Xiang waved away the crying Suma and others, leaving room for the doctor to see the doctor.

She looked at Yinzhu's face, and fed the latter some wisteria poison to the latter. After a short ten minutes, Yinzhu slowly opened his eyes.

"Master Yu Sui—!"

Suma cried and was about to pounce on him, but Makiyu forcibly stopped him.

"Stand here for me, don't move... don't cry, I want to cry when you cry! Master Yu Sui, how do you feel?!"

Yinzhu's face was as white as a butterfly when he opened his eyes. He covered his heart and said nothing, but cold sweat was streaming down his forehead, his breathing was disordered, and his opened eyes were blurred.

Due to limited conditions, Hu Die couldn't remove the toxins from their bodies. In order to save his life, he had to take the poison of wisteria and let the toxins of the two natural enemies fight each other to maintain the final balance.