On the front battlefield, two consecutive rounds of bomb drops have squandered most of the poison.

Most of the ghosts in the valley did not intentionally cultivate resistance to wisteria flower poison like diseased leaves.

Under the toxic fog carefully prepared by Butterfly Ninja, they had no chance of survival. They could only ulcerate their skin and their internal organs melted, and then turned into a pile of decaying cells. They could not die miserably.

However, even if the situation is good, Xian Ichiro did not relax at all.

In his spiritual vision, a stream of black corrupt energy was emerging from the bodies of those evil ghosts who were striving to survive to resist the invasion of toxins for them, just like the nightmare dream that was turned into poison by the butterfly, and was struggling for the final struggle.

About two-tenth of the nearly 100 ghosts are like this. Once these ghosts rush to the high ground and fight against the ghost killing team, I don’t know how many people will be infected.

Even if he is confident, he must solve Kimuzan Muzan today and solve the deepness from the source, but Shinichiro still doesn't want to take this risk.

"Robert, lock them up."

After Xianichiro ordered, the short Robert responded and immediately stepped forward and stretched his arms. Countless silver threads spurted out from his palms, forming a huge web of tens of thousands of spider silks, buckled in the low-lying area like a fence.

Robert's father held the tail of the spider silk with his hands, further metalized and hardened it, covering the silver shell on the surface of the spider silk, and finally forming a huge cage that seems small and fragile, but is actually indestructible.

Unless those ghosts intend to escape or become smaller, they have only one deliberately left outlet to escape.

The four pillars (Ran Yanfeng Butterfly) that can open the marks have been blocked there and waited for the rabbit.

Only those who also contain the power of sunshine in their bodies can avoid the deep infection. The remaining team members raise their guns to assist and try to stand farther.

At this point, the victory on the front battlefield has become a foregone conclusion, and there will be no accidents. Except for a few unlucky players who shot their own people when they shot, no serious casualties occurred.

"Thousands of ghosts were killed in one battle, Xian Yiro, you actually have this kind of command ability."

Kuang Ye smiled and felt sincerely grateful.

He did not expect that when setting a trap, Muzan Kimuzan's minions could be cut off so easily. Faced with the special medicine powder that made the ghost unable to recover from its injuries, most of the ghosts were no different from ordinary humans, and they all had to fall under the machine gun fire to wait for death.

"It's already over here."

Xianichiro had commanded more difficult battles, and he didn't think there was anything worth mentioning, just relying on the advantages of weapons.

"Next, you must be prepared. As long as Zhushi successfully arrives at Muzan Kimuzan, we will teleport directly. Don't forget that there are two windings in his place... and those farmers who took the initiative to become ghosts not long ago should also gather around him. At that time, what awaits us is an unprepared encounter, and sacrifice is inevitable..."

"As for now," Xianyiro turned his head and looked at the hill at the end of the valley, with a faint sense of pleasure on his face, "Let's go and see the defeat of Heihemu together. Naruto--"

After the sound of the piano, except for the four pillars responsible for blocking the door, Xianichiro and the rest of the pillars all arrived on a huge rock on the hillside. Akaza and the prostitute Taro were already waiting there.

"I thought you would hand over Heihemu to me..."

Akaza's expression was a little unhappy. He regarded Kurohimu as his nemesis who had to surpass him. But, Xian Ichiro actually sent a sick old man over, and didn't know who he was. The fighting spirit on his body was extremely unstable, and he seemed to fall to the ground at any time and die.

Everyone who had just arrived followed Akaza's gaze and looked at the open space on the top of the mountain, and made sounds in surprise.

"Miss Yongzhen? And that old man is..."

Butterfly Kanae immediately recognized Nagama who was waiting aside, but this was the first time that the old man had seen him.

"It's the ancestor of the family."

Xianichiro's tone became a little proud unconsciously, "Sword Saint, Ashina Ichixin."

"In order to find trouble with Muzan Kimuzan for a while, there is no need to be distracted. Only grandpa can solve him as quickly as possible."

"We'll just watch here."

...

As Yongzhen retreated, Yixin, who had lost his supporter, gradually became taller. After hanging the knife at his waist, a blade with complex patterns slowly pulled out - in an instant, the cold wind on the winter night suddenly stopped, and the air around him became a little sticky, as if it became dead because of the appearance of some ominous things.

"Ashina Ichixin?"

Heihei Mu said in a deep voice, "I didn't expect to meet this in this occasion.

"Are you here to challenge me?"

"Challenge you...no.

"What you did to my husband's grandson is really irreparable."

He gently shook his knife and leaned it on the right side of his body. His vicissitudes of one eye flashed with a bitter cold light, competing with Hei Shi Mou's six blood eyes, but there was no sign of decline.

"So, killing you will become my duty."

Ashina Yixin's tone was very cold.

What he said is "unforgivable" does not mean that Xian Ichiro was almost killed by Kurohiro, but that Kurohiro infused a lot of ghost blood to Qi Ichiro, allowing Qi Ichiro to taste the sweetness of the sudden increase in power after the ghostization, which led to him almost being confused by this heretic again.

However, all this sounded like that to Heiheimu. He was as calm as a mountain, and was full of doubts—

Why would this old man dare to say such words as "kill me" so surely?

Where did the other party’s huge confidence and the faint anxiety in his blood come from?

It’s not that he insisted on despising this long-awaited master Ashiri, but that the person in front of him is no longer described as “aging”.

If the body of Age Ichi's body is compared to a hard dead tree, Ai Nai Ichi's body is further worm-eaten and covered with rotten fungi - internal organs are exhausted, fragile bones, and thin blood. Even if it is not transparent, ordinary people can see from his skin and bones that he has already disappeared as soon as he blows.

What's more, this person is not using the Sun Wheel Knife, nor is he using the breathing method that can improve his combat effectiveness!

Why did he dare to say that he wanted to kill me?! Is he too arrogant or underestimated me?

What Kikijiki most couldn't stand was the pillars of the ghost killing team were clearly on the hill opposite, but they were just watching from a distance and had no intention of helping. And Ashina Yanichiro's faint smile was completely captured by his six eyes.

At that time, he was hinting that you would definitely die.

Coupled with Wusan's abandonment, Heihemu suddenly felt a familiar sense of humiliation. Just like when his father discovered Yuanyi's qualifications and hoped that Yuanyi would inherit the family business, he seemed to have lost the value of being recognized.

I'm not what I was four hundred years ago.

Hei Shi Mou's heart lake was filled with waves.

When I was not very strong, even Yuanyi couldn't kill me, and she was dead with a single blow.

Now a sick old man who knows how to breathe, has not entered the supreme realm, and is holding a weapon that is not even a ghost-killing sword-

Why dare to tell my ending like this!

Ancient memories and complex emotions drove Heiheimu to forget his usual etiquette. His body suddenly rushed forward and rushed towards the arrogant old man who opened his door, opened his chest and exposed his arms, and was even strolling in the garden.

He pulled out a long, light red crescent moon, trying to cut Yixin into two directly.

How can I resist my combat skills so old!

My speed and strength are more than ten times better than him!

Heihemu was full of confidence. The pillars watching the battle in the distance and the young and powerful genius swordsmen combined together were the enemies he longed for. And the one in front of him was just a ghost overlapping with the figure in his memory!

If I can’t kill this old man, what’s the point of my efforts over the years?

However, Ashina Yixin's face was as calm as usual when facing the sudden attack.

Just as the slash was about to hit his face, his body gently flashed to one side like a reed made by the wind, rubbing against the Crescent with a slight difference!

"What's this?!"

Although Heihei Mou felt that the scene in front of him was a little horrible, he didn't have time to think about it. The speed of light made a stance, and then waved a horizontal slash in front of him that he could not see clearly.

"The Breath of the Moon·One Type·Dark Moon·South Palace!"

This is a sword drawing technique used by the ghost's body!

If there is no clear vision to predict his movements, there is no way to avoid it. This is why Akazo never won under him!

However, a confusing scene appeared again.

Ashina Yixin suddenly bent down and avoided this move, then half-kneeled and turned his body to the front of Heiheimu. He made a simple move - blood splashed out instantly.

"He was injured?"

Akaza couldn't believe it, "What's going on?"

Kurohito only felt a pain on his face, and the three eyes on his right lost their vision. He immediately fought back but was directly held by Ashina Yixin. The force that originally belonged to him was immediately sent back intact. Kurohito's center of gravity was unstable and he immediately took a step back.

But it was this time that Ashina Yixin held a knife in her hands and flew out while stepping down her feet. In a moment, she had reached three or four meters behind Heihemu.

At this point, the two completed a position exchange, and both stood quietly in place, without moving within a few seconds, as if time was stuck here.

Then, Hei Shimu took the lead in speaking out—

"How is this possible?"

Immediately afterwards, his hand holding the knife, and the knife covered with eyes, fell to the ground with a plop!

The blood belonging to one of the winding strings fell into the hard land.

Although the injuries on Heihei Mu's face have recovered, his eyes are filled with disbelief.

Why, I can't predict his movements?

It was obviously such a simple counterattack, and it was completely expected. Why was I still hit by him?

Why, this old and sick body, holding a weapon that is not the Sun Wheel Knife, can cut off my hard body?

At this moment, even greater doubts than when he fought with Yuanyi back then filled Hei Shimu's heart.

He felt Ashina Yixin was like a wall. He poured water called attack on it, but he didn't know what pattern he would see.

Ashina Yixin's actions seemed to be cracking on the spot based on his movements, without any plans or predictions! In this way, he naturally had not been able to see any "signs" for a long time.
To be continued...