On an extremely bright night, like a full moon, it emits a trace of white bright moonlight, outlining a thin silver gauze for the mountains and ridges. The night sky is full of stars, like the watery eyes of a young child, staring at the complexity of the world without understanding the world.

Under the white moonlight, Muzan Kimuzan's face became more and more pathological and pale, but the gods were inviolable.

He raised his head, spread his arms, and his blood-colored vertical pupils were full of contempt.

It is obviously similar to Gao, but it gives Purgatory Shinshouro a strange illusion of looking down from a high place.

At the same time, the invisible pressure belonging to the top predators was like an endless surging wave, heading towards the oppression of Purgatory Shinshouro.

Purgatory Shinshouro was unmoved. The wheel knife pressed on his hands trembled slightly, and some crisp trembling sounds could be heard vaguely.

People are very excited, and so is the knife.

If it is a river flow or a mourning island, you can see the Purgatory Shinshouro Zhou Liu surrounded by the red fighting spirit condensed to the extreme, blocking all the pressure of Muzan Kibutsuji, without any impact on him.

Seeing this, Muzan Kimuzan's eyes moved and he looked at Infernal Affairs Shinsuro with interest.

"The original Yanzhu, Purgatory Shinshouro, came to fight the Ghost King under the order of the Lord of Satanyashiki."

Purgatory Shinshouro slowly pulled out the wheel knife and stood with his right hand slanted.

A touch of orange-orange high-temperature flames surged from the blade of the wheel, and the flames scattered, scattering temperatures toward the surroundings.

The flame breathing method, which bursts out in a dull sound, reaches its limit in an instant.

Purgatory Shinshouro suddenly rose up, and the fire-patterned cloak was as fast as a rolling ball of fire, rushing towards Muzan Kimuzan.

"The moon tonight is very beautiful."

"It is suitable for fighting, blood is suitable for killing people."

Muzan Kimuzan's lips were frustrated, and his legs burst out with force. He stepped out of the deep pit with a bang on the ground, like a black lightning, which collided violently with the fireball.

The hot wheel knife intersected with the terrifying ghost body that was harder than steel, making a sound like a smacking iron.

Infernal Shinshouro slashed at Muzan Kimuzan's neck with a knife. The thick flames on the sword made Muzan Kimuzan feel a little burned, and he couldn't help frowning.

"Several points better than the Yanhu Swordsman who besieged me..."

"The Demon Killing Team is indeed full of talents, but unfortunately it cannot be used by me."

He raised his hand and simply resisted it with his arms.

Thorn!

The exquisite and noble sleeves of the customized black clothing were cut off instantly, and burned by high temperatures, and the black and beautiful became charred and ugly.

Muzan Kimuzan looked unhappy, and he used his left hand to attack Shinshouro's heart directly.

With his attack power, as long as he can hit, he can pull out Purgatory Shinshouro's storm heart and feast on him.

Purgatory Shenshoulang's pupils shrank, and he quickly withdrew his knife and returned to his defense.

With a horizontal knife, and at the same time, the left hand presses against the side of the knife.

"Bang!"

A huge force came, and the rhino was bent by the heavy punch of Kimuzan Muzan, touching the mouth of Purgatory Shinsuro.

The still strong force was transmitted to Purgatory Shinshoulang through the back of the knife, making him unable to stop retreating and unloading his strength. At the same time, he felt stuffy and suffered a little injury.

"Not bad, come again!"

Muzan Kimuzan kept not stopping at all. His originally depressed and terrifying temperament turned into a violent beast during the battle.

The two kept fighting, and their positions changed as well.

He fought from the ground to the forest and fought from the forest to the ground. Purgatory Shinshouro blocked him from the ground to the ground.

Apart from the neck, Muzan Kimuzan almost only attacked but not defended. He broke the thick trees that several people hugged each other, and made the rocky and soil ground bumpy.

Wherever he passed, he made a rumbling sound like a bulldozer.

The crisis of any mistake being killed instantly lingers in the heart of Infernal Shouro, making him cold, trembling and excited.

He encountered such a strong enemy for the first time. Although the pressure was like a towering mountain, this kind of joy and fighting all the battle made Purgatory Shenshoulang's long-lost blood boil.

It seems like I am back when the boy is weak, be careful and use all my talents to fight the ghosts,

Dancing battles on the tip of a knife are dangerous and charming.

"Musa Kimuzan! Face me in front of you, fight me with all your strength!"

"Yan's Breath·Fifth Type·Yan Tiger!"

Yan Hu, the most explosive sword type in Yan Hu.

Purgatory Shinshouro laughed, and the breathing method of the drum took Muzan Kisuno's kick. The ribs instantly groaned overwhelmed, dense cracks emerged, and severe pain followed, while Purgatory Shinshouro seemed to be unknown.

In an instant, he held the hilt with one hand and pushed the hilt with the other to increase the force. At the same time, half of the individual's strength was blessed.

The wheel knife aimed straight at Muzan Kimuzan, and the flames that were constantly stretching and contracting suddenly compressed and exploded suddenly.

In the faint ferocious tiger snarl, the flames whistled in the shape of a huge tiger. It was like a hungry tiger descending the mountain, and attacked Muzan Kimuzan with its extremely powerful explosive power.

The flame tiger swallowed up Muzan's upper half, turned all his clothes into ashes, and also burned Muzan's eyebrows and delicate hair.

His body hair is not hard.

The sudden burst of flames, accompanied by an astonishing amount, and a dazzling light of fire, Muzan Kibutsuji subconsciously closed his eyes, not exposing his soft eyes to the flames.

What appears with the Flame Tiger is the wheel knife sweeping through the flames and penetrating the space.

Muzan Kimuzan sensed the edge and avoided his neck sideways.

However, Purgatory Shinshouro's attack at the cost of injury cannot completely avoid it.

The wheel knife suddenly pierced through Muzan Kimuzan's defense and penetrated his shoulder blades.

Purgatory Shenshoulang smiled again.

"Yan's breath, type 2, flame sky rises!"

The neon flame condensed on the blade, and the body was combined with the crazy breathing method, and the Purgatory Shinshoulang waved upwards heavily!

Puchi!

One arm flew out, and large pieces of blood flew out, splashing on the ground to bloom bright blood flowers.

Muzan Kimuzan's right arm was in a scorching pain. When he opened his eyes, he found that his right arm had fallen to the ground.

He shook his head, his eyes showing disdain.

With a puff, the new right arm instantly grew out and he punched the Purgatory Shinshouro flying out with one punch.

"Ahem cough cough..."

After wiping the corner of his mouth, Purgatory Shinshouro looked down and saw warm scarlet blood on the back of his hand.

The ribs are broken, and a slight movement will cause injuries. It hurts like a knife keeps cutting his blood.

Even so, Purgatory Shinsuro's fighting spirit did not weaken at all. He was energetic and stared at Kimuzan Muzan with bright eyes.

And Muzan Kimuzan said in a pity: "What a sad human, for injuries to be replaced?"

"You are the strongest swordsman I have ever seen in this era, but alone without a sword, it will not pose any threat to me."

"The limitations of human beings... are really sad."

Purgatory Shenshoulang, 40 years old this year, learned sword and breathing at the age of four, and became a fire pillar at the age of fifteen, killing countless ghosts.

At the age of twenty-six, if his wife died at the time of Zhongtian, she resigned from the position of the Flame Column when she was discouraged, but the sword shape and breathing method had never fallen behind, and these had been integrated into his bone marrow.

At this moment, he is the only original pillar with no health.

And in his prime, he is proficient in breathing techniques to the extreme, his sword shape is perfect, his experienced and experienced master, and every move makes Muzan Kimuzan feel troublesome. He is indeed very strong.

Unfortunately, without the Hitaku, you can't really hurt Muzan. This is a battle that will definitely be defeated.

Purgatory Shinshouro took a deep breath, suppressed the pain with breathing method, straightened his body, and pointed the sword directly at Muzan Ki, with a loud voice.

"I heard that Muzakaki Kitsuba is invincible in the world. For thousands of years, only Ji Guoyuanchi can beat you, but he has not been able to kill you."

"I guess you didn't use all your strength, otherwise I wouldn't have easily broken my arm."

"Can I use all my strength to let me see it?"

Muzan Kimuzan was slightly stunned, and then withdrew his pity and disdainful gaze.

He is not stingy and respectful to such a person who fights to death, even if he is an enemy.

Those who are not afraid of death are worthy of his full strength to treat them with full morality.

"So that's it, then I will fulfill your wish."

As the words came, strands of white hair like a galaxy waterfall flew openly, and the dark blood spread from the elbows...
Chapter completed!