"drink!"

Xingshoulang roared angrily, stood firm, and poured all his strength on the Rim Knife. In an instant, the "Yan Tiger" roared like a tiger descending the mountain.

Akazo swung his fist violently and made a violent blow in the direction of the attack of the "Yanhu" at an extremely fast speed. The sound of a bursting sonic boom sounded.

Two hot air waves collided with each other, and the air that was squeezed to the extreme exploded instantly.

boom--

Accompanied by the violent roar, with the two of them as the center, the soil on the ground cracked, and the howling wind made Tanjiro and others watching the game unable to open their eyes.

The waves soaring into the sky were as hot as rising flames, and they did not stop until the end of the night sky.

After the explosion, smoke and dust filled the area.

Suddenly, a figure retreated from the pervading smoke and dust, leaving a long blood-colored trace in the air, which was the blood of a ghost.

This time, Akatsuro seemed to have gained the upper hand. Akazo's fists were covered with scarlet blood, and his whole body kept retreating, leaving deep marks on the ground with his heels.

The smoke dissipates.

A figure that looked like a burning flame slowly emerged.

Purgatory Apricot Shouro stood still in the original place, but if you look closely, you will find that his hand holding the knife was trembling slightly.

Blood kept flowing down the back of the hand.

The bursting wind was as sharp as a razor, and bloodstained on his skin exposed outside his uniform.

Accompanied by the heavy breathing, Xingshouro's entire body kept rising and falling. Even if he tried his best to adjust his breathing, the exhausted physical strength would not recover.

Facing the frontal attack of Akaza, which was almost all-out, Akasuro chose to take the lead.

Because it's a close fight, but it's not fair.

Head-on confrontation brought great burden to Akatsuro.

It has nothing to do with strength, it is the difference between humans and ghosts.

Perhaps Akatsura is slightly stronger than Akaza at this moment, but human physical strength is ultimately limited, but ghosts do not.

It was not Atsushiro who chose to confront him head-on, but that he had only one choice!

When the strength gap between the two sides is not large, sneak attacks and evasions seem meaningless in this battle, and will only accelerate the consumption of physical strength.

Whether it is roundabout combat or frontal force, the effect is the same.

If the battle cannot be ended before the physical strength is consumed enough to affect the combat power, then over time, Akasuro will gradually fall into a disadvantage.

This is reality.

Look at the opposite side.

Akaza still had an excited smile on her face.

He licked the remaining blood on his fist, and his breath was not at all disordered.

"It's amazing! It's amazing! Atsuro!"

He excitedly sent another invitation to Akasuro, "I really admire you! Become a ghost! In that case, you will definitely become a ghost stronger than me!"

“Hu—Hu—”

The answer to him is the sound of breathing that gradually becomes even.

Xingshouro's eyes did not change at all from beginning to end, and the determination revealed in his eyes could be seen with a little emotional intelligence.

Of course Akazo is not stupid, and of course he can also see Akatsuro's determination.

But he still didn't understand and even felt upset.

"Why? Why don't you accept my invitation?"

That's right, he sent the same invitation to the powerful people who are humans more than once, but they were all rejected.

He didn't understand why these people refused his invitation.

Don’t these people want to become stronger? As both martial arts seekers, as long as they have unlimited time, they can learn martial arts without limits and become stronger!

Isn't this good?

"Xingshouro... If this continues, I will have to kill you..."

The smile gradually disappeared from Akaza's face, and his voice also felt a deep sense of loss.

"This pleasing sword technique, this obsessive power, will no longer exist as long as you die! Do you understand?"

"You are just a human, Atsuru."

Akaza persuaded me again with great sincerity, "What's the point of fighting with me with my life with the determination to die? Your strength is not strong enough to cause fatal damage to me. You should know that for me, the other wounds except fatal injuries are meaningless."

As he said that, he opened his arms to Xingshouro, showing his perfect and strong body.

There was no trace of scar on his entire body. Even if Atsushiro was so strong, as long as he did not cut off his neck, the other injuries would be like tickling to him, and even traces would not be left behind.

"No matter how hard humans struggle, they are destined to be unable to defeat ghosts."

"Your nonsense...are too much!"

Akisuro, who had adjusted his breathing, showed a confident smile on his face. He held the Hiroki Knife in both hands and raised the blade again. Yuori, tattooed with flames, flew in the wind. His whole body looked like a burning fire, and his momentum became more and more vigorous.

"As long as you are a human being, you will be destined to die. But today is not my death!"

After saying that, Xingshouro took the initiative to attack again.

There is no point in delaying time. Only by cutting off the neck of the ghost in front of you can the battle end.

The fire in his heart has never been extinguished. No matter whether it is the winding or something, as long as the fire is still burning, he will not lose!

"What a pity."

Looking at Akatsuro who refused to listen to the advice, Akazo suddenly became expressionless.

The flame pillar in front of him is the strongest human he has seen in hundreds of years. With his human body alone, he can suppress him who is doing his best, which is unprecedented in the past.

He could even admit that if he were also a ghost, he would not be the opponent of the man in front of him.

But... no if.

"Since you don't accept it... then at least let me freeze your time at the strongest moment!"

Akazo clenched his fists tightly, and endless regret arose in his heart.

He really admires the humans in front of him, but they will go against each other after all.

Both sides have given their all, and it is impossible for them to show mercy.

The only result is to dance until the last moment!

"Such strong fighting spirit, such amazing power, and such firm will, if possible, I hope I can fight you forever!"

Seeing the fire rising in front of him that seemed to illuminate the sky, Akaza once again launched the technique.

Pale Dou Qi lingered, snowflake-like patterns spreading under your feet, and the temperature of the surrounding air seemed to drop by several degrees due to his influence.

The fiery fighting spirit collides with the biting cold murderous intent.

Tanjiro and Iinosuke Shin, who were watching the battle, raised their throats, and even Simono's body, who was still sleeping, began to tremble.

"These two people... have no flaws and can't get in!" Iinosuke was sweating profusely.

These two people are too strong, and the space around them is like a different dimension, and there is no room for them to intervene.

Intuition tells Inosuke that if he rashly rushes into such a battlefield, there will be only one consequence - he will die suddenly on the spot.

"Mr. Purgatory!"

Tanjiro was also anxious, but his feelings at this moment were not much different from those of Inosuke.

Tanjiro didn't know that the nine pillars of the Demon Killing Team are no longer the same as before. He just remembered that when he was in the army, the teacher said that his strength was close to the pillar level.

But now it seems that this is completely the words of the teacher comforting him!

Close? He is not in the same dimension as the real pillar level!

tread--

Akaza and Akatsuro step on the ground at the same time.

The land instantly cracked, and the wasteland seemed to be trembling.

Destruction and killing.

As Akaza's body disappeared from the spot, the entire air seemed to explode.

The violent sonic boom exploded like thunder, and the bursting punch attacked towards Atsuro with the power of destruction.

The breath of the flame, the eight-type, the burning flame.

Xingshoulang's figure also disappeared from the spot, and his whole person turned into a prairie fire, as if he could burn the entire wasteland.

The sword light flashed, and the burning flames surged from all directions, swallowing the Akaza that was facing him.

Xingshoulang knew that this skeleton ghost was very powerful, and it was a dream to just cut off the other party's neck with one knife.
To be continued...