"Damn human!"

Looking at one of his wooden dragons' heads being smashed by Yuxie Tianyuan in an instant, Ze Potian frowned.

These so-called ghost killing teams’ ‘pillars’ are unexpectedly strong.

In almost the blink of an eye, Miri and Torumiro Kanruji also cut off two dragon heads one after another, and then they worked together to help Tanjiro and Inosuke get rid of the other two dragon heads.

When all the dragon heads were cut off, the falling thunder finally stopped.

But Kawapotian was not at all panicked, because just like Tanjiro judged, as long as he did not hurt the body, all attacks were useless to him.

Just as the thought was moved, the cut-off wooden faucet began to grow and recover wildly, and soon returned to its original appearance.

Then, he launched a violent attack on several people again. This time it was no longer thunder, but a violent and violent impact.

The ferocious and twisted wooden dragon head danced wildly, and the dust raised made people gradually unable to see the situation inside.

"Tsk—"

Yuxie Tianyuan frowned and looked at the cut off dragon head in the blink of an eye and returned to attack him again.

He added two swords in front of him, blocking the impact of the dragon head.

The violent impact made his arms feel a little numb. It was indeed a loss to fight against such a monster who would not be injured or hurt.

He and Ganlu Temple were able to withstand such an attack, but Wuichiro, Tanjiro and Inosuke seemed very difficult to deal with such an attack.

“It’s really difficult…”

The next moment, Yuxie Tianyuan signaled to the others, "Is it bad for us to drag it down? Let's fight quickly."

Ganlu Temple and Wuyiro also wanted to do so. The three of them tacitly accelerated their speed, and their figures disappeared almost at the same time.

Seeing the five dragon heads hitting the sky, Ze Potian's face became a little ugly. After all, the wooden dragon created by the blood ghost technique was too large and its speed could not keep up with these humans at all. They all hit the afterimages left by the high-speed movement of these humans.

Love Breathing·The Three-type·Love Cat Time Rain.

A pink afterimage shuttled back and forth like a spirit cat between the chaotic attacks of the wooden dragon. Behind her was a long tail, which was a soft and traitful Sun Wheel Knife.

The girl's high-speed rush brought out a large afterimage, and the soft blade swayed like a whip in the movement, constantly whipping, and the body of Mu Long was shattered wherever he passed.

The breath of sound, the four-shaped sound, the sound of the sound is endless.

Yuxie Tianyuan is not willing to fall behind. Although he is behind in physical condition and Mili of Ganlu Temple, he cannot cause such a large-scale damage just by relying on his body, the weapons he uses are also specially customized.

It can damage ghosts' trait explosives, as well as two sharp blades that will explode when they collide.

While dodging the attack of the wooden dragon, he threw out dark explosives one after another.

The two waving swords will cause an explosion every time they slash Mu Long's body.

"Bang--"

"Bang--"

There were continuous explosions.

Yuxie Tianyuan and Ganlusi Mili cooperated to destroy the body of Wushou Mulong, and for a moment, only two of them completely suppressed Mulong's actions.

On the other side, Shitomo Wuichiro's figure flashed like a ghost.

The three of them cooperated very well, and there was no need to communicate specifically at all to know what they should do now.

Although he is not weak, he is not very good at large-scale destruction, so he knows very well where he should play his role.

The breath of the clouds·The seventh-shaped shape·The luminous.

His flashing figure looks as slow as a turtle every time it appears, but it disappears very strangely fast. He keeps leaving afterimages within the attack range of the wooden dragon like a ghost, and every time it appears, it will be closer to the center!

Finally, his figure appeared in front of Zhe Potian at the center.

The boy's figure was as light as mist, and his toes were gently tapping on the fruit that protected the body.

He looked straight ahead and looked at the evil ghost in front of him with a expressionless face.

The two are about the same height, both of them are teenagers.

Xiawu had already covered the figures of the two people at some point, and no one could see the situation inside.

At this moment, the distance between the two was only one punch, and the eyes met with the same expression in their eyes - disdain.

The sound of the knife sounded, and the knife slashed straight away, and the light blue sword light flashed.

"Clang—"

The sunshine knife collided with the drum hammer, and the splashed fire made the mist turn red like the sunset.

This is like a competition of forces, with one man and one ghost competing for a foothold.

Wuichiro's hand holding the knife was constantly increasing his strength. What he wanted to do now was to force the ghost in front of him back from this fruit that protected the body.

"Human!"

Zhe Potian had a hideous face, and a hatred like substance surged out of his body.

He didn't understand why this young boy who looked thin had confidence to compete with him as a ghost. How could the boy's slim body contain such power that was so powerful that he competed with the ghost head-on?

But when he continued to increase the power in his hand, he strangely discovered that the young man in front of him was also continuing to increase his strength. For a moment, he could not suppress the young man in front of him.

You know, he is a ghost of the winding!

"The winding silence?"

Muichiro didn't seem to care about the embarrassment in the ghost's eyes. He just read the numbers in the ghost's eyes indifferently, his tone was calm and unremitting, "I thought... how strong it was."

In the surprised gaze of Shoupotian, the young man in front of him gradually appeared with a light blue cloud texture on his left forehead and right face.

“Is this… markings?”

His eyes were even more shocked. As a ghost in the winding string, he certainly knew what it means to have spots on humans, but... how old is the young man in front of him? Has the young man, who is only a teenager, still reached such a state of cultivation?

The adult's vigilance was indeed correct.

The humans who appear here now, whether they are these "pillars" or those young people who have not yet grown up, have gradually become threatening!

Although it may not be a threat to that adult at this stage, they can defeat the winding ghost today, what about tomorrow?

But now that I know this, it is impossible to change the situation. The adult really miscalculated this time. Even if he sent three ghosts to the string, he could not suppress the momentum of the ghost killing team.

It was defeated, this time it was a complete failure of the ghost side.

Wuichiro's hand, who opened the markings, became more and more powerful. He held the hilt of the knife in his hand tightly, and the originally light blue blade began to transform.

A blush like the rising sun continued to spread from the knife toward the tip of the knife.

“!??”

For the first time, Hu Potian's heart began to panic.

At such a close distance, he clearly saw the change of the blade in the young man's hand.

There is no doubt that this is something that has never appeared in hundreds of years, and even a handful of times it has appeared hundreds of years ago.

The fear of the legendary "He Dao" is almost engraved into the depths of every ghost bloodline, because Muzan Kimuzan, who is the ghost king, almost died under such a knife.

"Who are you??"

Zhe Potian asked the boy in front of him angrily.

Not only are there "stripes", but also "He Dao" at this moment, this young man almost collected all the conditions that were enough to threaten the adult. Although it was still a little immature, if the young man survived, the adult would definitely be furious!

‘Slay’.

A voice rang in his mind, and the voice was filled with anger.

Ze Potian knew that this was the order issued by the adult who sensed the threat.

But...how to kill it?

The oncoming power is getting stronger and stronger.

"call--"

The scorching breath exhaled from Wuyilang's mouth, and his power finally rose to its peak at this moment.

"Give me, get out of here!"

Wuichiro roared for the first time.

In a short period of time, the boy's light blue eyes had a long-lost murderous intent. Although Wu Yilang's personality is strange on weekdays, he never shows murderous intent to anyone, but when facing ghosts, he is completely different.

The anger in his eyes was not concealed at all at this moment. He was seriously wanting the life of the ghost in front of him.

As the blade turned red, the mist surrounding it became as blood-red as the sunset glow.

"What's going on?"

Shi Potian was surprised to find that the blood-red "sunny glow" seemed to be burning his body constantly, making his whole body stiff. The surface of his skin seemed to be burning like sunlight. The severe pain made him unbearable.

The severe pain weakened the power in Kapotian's hand, and Wuyilang's power had reached its peak. As one went up and down, the ending was obvious.

"Swoosh--"

Two sounds of breaking through the air sounded.
To be continued...