"Blood ghost art · tongue licking!"

Rows of creepy spikes grew out of the tongue of the evil ghost's palms and mouth, and it galloped towards Komaji again.

"Suliu technique, destruction and killing, empty style!"

Komaji punched the demon's tongue again.

But when Komaji's fist touched the evil ghost's tongue, it was not broken as before, but like a spring, it dissipated the fist and continued to move towards Komaji.

Komaji used his arms to push away the evil spirit's attacking tongues, and chose to rush towards the evil spirit to strike close to him.

"Suliu technique·destructive killing·foot pose·crown cutting first!"

Putting his hands on the ground, Komaji raised his kick from the bottom up to the evil spirit, aiming at the head for a powerful kick.

The evil ghost was hit by Komaji's powerful kick, and the huge force immediately made it fly backwards, hitting the Buddha statue behind him hard.

The Buddha statue shattered in response, and the evil ghost and the fragments of the Buddha statue fell to the ground one after another.

Komaji wanted to take advantage of the victory and pursue the attack. He just wanted to continue using the blood ghost technique and perform destructive killing, but he couldn't move his whole body, and his own meridians were like ants crawling, which was unbearable.

Komaji couldn't believe it: "What's going on? Why can't I move?!"

The demon climbed up from the broken pieces of the Buddha statue, and the part of the head that had been dented by Komaji's kick returned to its original shape.

"You just touched the sharp thorns on my tongue with both hands, which contains a strong poison, which is a poison that even ghosts can't resist."

Komaji looked at his arm with an ugly expression. Just when he used his arm to push the tongue away from the palm of the evil ghost, the sharp thorns on the tongue of the evil ghost pierced his skin, and now he still has a needle-like wound on his arm.

The evil ghost shook off the dust on his body, and looked at Komaji with a blank expression: "Next, I will taste your taste as food."

Seeing that the evil spirit is approaching Komaji, Lianxue, who loves her husband eagerly, can't help but make a move.

"Blood Ghost Art: Cutting Jade and Cutting Ice!"

Inside the ruined temple, snow like catkins began to fall, and a hollow ice wall quickly formed, blocking the gap between Komaji and the evil spirit.

Feeling the coldness of snowflakes falling on his face, the evil ghost looked at Lianxue in surprise: "The second newborn ghost who masters blood ghost art?"

With the help of Lianxue to delay the time, Komaji successfully detoxified the toxins in his body and regained control of his body.

"Suliu Technique · Destruction Kill · Foot Style · Flying Star Thousand Wheel!"

Komaji's feet were entangled in the turbulent current and rushed towards the evil spirit, his trajectory was blurred, like a wandering meteor, and he kicked the evil spirit violently seemingly without any rules.

Faced with such a violent kick, the evil spirit could only shield his body with his hands, barely resisting.

But the evil ghost was still kicked by Komaji's kick to break through the defense, and was kicked hard in the head again.

The evil ghost's head spun a few times like turning a screw, his eyes were lost, and he fell to the ground.

"Win?!"

Komaji hugged Lianxue happily, and then thought of asking Yangsuke for credit, but found that Yangsuke's expression didn't change at all.

"Just to remind you, except for the sun wheel knife, the sun, and the wisteria flower that will cause the ghost to suffer fatal injuries and die, other ordinary injuries are immortal."

Komaji looked behind him in disbelief, and the demon who fell on the ground stood up again, and reset the head that had been twisted several times.

Facing Yosuke, who hides the aura of ghosts, the evil spirit thought that Yosuke was a newborn ghost similar to Komaji and Lianyuki.

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the evil ghost's face: "He's right. We are the ultimate creatures. Such a small amount of damage can't even hurt me."

Seeing this, Komaji rushed forward immediately, wanting to continue the attack.

"Blood ghost art, ghost sounds around the ears!"

The clothes worn by the evil ghost burst open immediately, revealing a huge bloody mouth on its stomach, opened the bloody mouth, and a tooth-piercing sound wave came into the ears of Komaji and Lianxue.

Komaji and Lianxue covered their heads, knelt on the ground in pain, traces of blood flowed from their ear holes, and they felt that their ears could not hear any sound.

"At present, I am the most hopeful to become Xia Xian, the ghost who is directly subordinate to that adult. You new ghosts still want to kill me? You need to have a degree in dreaming!"

Hearing what the evil ghost said, Yangsuke was full of thoughts: "It seems that Onimai Tsuji Musai still established the Twelve Oni Moon? I don't know who will replace Komaji when Iwoza, who will become Kamizumi in the future, disappears."

Komaji, who was temporarily deaf, stood in front of Lianxue, looking at the evil spirit with resolute eyes:

"I swear that I will become stronger and stronger, how could I fall here, the stronger you are, the more excited I am! Since I can't kill you, then I will blast you into scum, I see you will not die! "

"Suliu technique, destroying and killing, destroying style!"

With blue veins exposed on his forehead, Komaji radiated a blue grudge, and swung a devastating punch at the evil spirit.

The strong turbulence of fighting spirit completely collapsed the already crumbling temple,

Facing Komaji Xeon's punch, the evil ghost also launched his strongest blood ghost technique.

"Blood Ghost Art - Gourmet!"

The evil spirit's whole body seemed to be a huge mouth, and it swallowed Komaji who rushed up.

However, after the evil spirit successfully swallowed Komaji, his eyes were full of disbelief.

The evil ghost looked down at his body, the bloody mouth on his stomach disappeared, replaced by a huge penetrating wound, even the spine was interrupted, and then the evil ghost collapsed on the ground like a puddle of soft mud.

Komaji punched the evil spirit one after another, and soon, as Komaji said before, the evil spirit's body turned into a pile of mud and meat slag except for its head.

However, the evil ghost didn't care, and said with a smirk, "It's useless, I can't die! No matter how badly I get injured, I can recover!"

Komaji immediately called out: "Lianxue!"

Lianxue instantly understood what Komaji meant, and came to Komaji's side, and put her hand on the evil spirit's forehead.

"Blood Ghost Art: Frozen Prism"

The head of the evil spirit, including the body that was bombarded by Komaji, was frozen in the snow. Komaji threw the frozen evil spirit outside the ruined temple, and taunted: "It will be dawn soon, I will fall Let's see if you, who are illuminated by the sun, will be immortal as you said!"

Under the horrified eyes of the evil spirit, Komaji and Lianxue disappeared from sight.

Komaji and Lianxue returned to Yangsuke, Yangsuke looked at Komaji jokingly and asked, "How is it, what do you think?"

Komaji looked at his hands, clenched his fists, and said with some annoyance: "I'm not strong enough! I'm going to become stronger and stronger! Until no one will be my opponent!"

Yosuke just wanted to encourage Komaji: "Don't be depressed, as you who just became a ghost, your strength is already very good,"

But Lianxue at the side hugged Komaji directly: "I believe you will do it, my husband."

Yang Jie rolled his eyes fiercely, after all, he was superfluous.

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