The road of acting from Douluo

Chapter 803
Judging from the previous battles, the flames of Purgatory Xingshoulang could not burn Peilang's shadow, which is also the source of Peilang's self-confidence.

As long as he resists the next slash from Purgatory Xingshourou, he will be the winner.Peilang has come into contact with many ghost-slaying swordsmen, and he is also very aware of their performance when they are dying to fight back.

Purgatory Xingshourou's current move should also belong to this type. As long as he blocks this move, Purgatory Xingshoulang should lose his strength.

Thinking of this, Peilang couldn't help clenching the samurai sword in his hand, and a thick black shadow wrapped around the knife to block the Japanese sword that was slashed by Purgatory Xingjurou.

Just when Peilang thought he had an advantage, an accident happened!
The flame on the Purgatory Xingshou Lang Rilun Knife is constantly burning his own shadow, and the moment his black shadow comes into contact with the flame, it is instantly burned into nothingness.

"It's impossible! It was my black shadow that had the upper hand just now, and my blood ghost technique is obviously not something you can resist!"

Seeing that his blood ghost technique was gradually failing, what Peilang showed was not the fear of death, but rather his dissatisfaction with his own strength.

The moment he gave up his hot weapon, he had regained his true heart.In the face of death, he was already fearless, but he was not very satisfied with his performance in the duel...

I have already obtained so much blood from Mr. Wu Mi, so I should have no problem dealing with Purgatory Xing Shou Lang, but I didn't expect this to be the result.

"It's true, it's true... Forget it, it's a relief to accept defeat calmly. As a warrior, how can you care about such trivial things!"

"Purgatory Kyojuro... What a wonderful blow!"

At the last moment of his life, Pei Lang gave himself the recognition of Purgatory Xing Shou Lang.

Accompanied by Peilang's last whisper, Purgatory Xingshourou's crimson sun wheel knife carried surging flames and cut off Peilang's neck, taking his head with one blow!

Peilang's body also turned into dust with the evening weather and dissipated into the night.

It wasn't until Peilang completely turned into dust and disappeared that Purgatory Xingshoulang was really relieved.I thought that it might not be a difficult thing to deal with the last one, but it was such a last one that made me fall into a hard fight.

After this life-and-death contest, Purgatory Xingshoulang finally understood his true strength.Compared with the real strong, his strength is still not enough.

If Peilang had been using hot weapons to attack, maybe he was the one lying on the ground now.

The power of thermal weapons is unquestionable, all that is needed is bullets, as long as there are enough bullets, it is only a matter of time before Xingjurou escapes to purgatory and dies.

"This victory is really a bit thrilling, and we must do more special training after we go back!" Purgatory Xingshou Lang was not complacent because of his victory over a lower string.

You must know that the lower string is just a slightly stronger ghost, and above the lower string is the mysterious upper string, how terrifying is its strength?
Purgatory Xingshoulang slowly put the knife back into the scabbard. Although he still has a long way to go, defeating Xiaxian Er is also something to be happy about.

"Mr. Purgatory!"

Before Purgatory Kyojurou could react, Ganlusi Mili threw herself into his arms with tears in her eyes, firmly grasped Purgatory Kyojurou's clothes, and sobbed loudly.

"Mitsuri, don't worry, thanks to your encouragement, I defeated that ghost."

Purgatory Kyojuro gently stroked Kanroji Mitsuri's pink hair, comforting her restless heart.

Feng Lian, who was watching from a distance, pouted, sighed softly, and turned to look at the old Tianshi, "Old Tianshi, as you guessed, that kid really won, you win this game gone."

Rota looked at Fengsi with a smile, his face was full of complacency, "So, the old man's judgment is very accurate. That child is the one I like, how could he not even have a small bow? Can't solve it?"

Feng Lian made a bet with Rota before, and the content of the bet was the result of the battle between Purgatory Xingshoulang and Peilang.

Feng Lian guessed that Purgatory Xingshoulang should fail, but Luota was not. He always believed that Purgatory Xingshoulang could defeat Peilang.

The result of the final battle was just as Rota said, Purgatory Xingshourou surpassed his own limit and successfully defeated Peilang.

"According to the agreement of the game, Master Tian, ​​I will pay for all the expenses of you and those two children in Tokyo."

"Hey, thank you so much, Fengsi."

Obviously Rota's money is innumerable, why should he take advantage of his own, I really don't understand.

But he lost the bet after all, it was just a bet, and he was not unaffordable to lose.

Speaking of which, the two kids from the Ghost Killing Squad who came this time were quite to his liking.Whether it's the girl with pink hair named Mitsuri, or the sunny boy who is full of righteousness, Purgatory Kyojuro, they are all good seedlings.

Of course, appreciation is appreciation, and some real situations cannot be ignored.Although Purgatory Kyojuro and Ganroji Mitsuri are much stronger than most of the current Demon Slayer Squad members, they are still hard to describe compared to the previous Demon Slayer Squad swordsmen.

Thinking of the wind scythe, he couldn't help but sighed, his performance was caught by Rota.Rota raised his eyebrows, looked at the wind sickle who shook his head and sighed, and said slowly: "It seems that you still have a lot of emotions, don't you want to talk to the old man?"

"Sure enough, I can't hide anything from you. To be honest, the talents of these two children are quite good, but their strength is still far behind that group of swordsmen back then, such as Chang Jiulang and Miyamoto Ichiro. , at their age, their strength far surpasses them."

Rota was silent for a moment, and then slowly replied: "You don't need to say too much about this to be clear, after all, there are still a small number of people with great talents. Out of the second him."

"That's right, I've never seen a second human being like him... Well, you and Komaji don't count, after all, you are not normal people anymore!"

Looking at the two people in Purgatory who were celebrating in the distance, Rota said in a deep voice: "Fengsi, I wonder if you have time recently?"

"For me, I usually have a lot of time. Do you have anything to ask me?" Feng Lian, as one of the people who know Rota best in this world, guessed Rota's intention in just one click.

"Hehe, that's a good guess. Then I won't gossip, if you want, how about going to guide Anjurou and Mitsuri?"

Although it is strange to let a ghost guide the swordsmen of the Ghost Killing Team, he is also very optimistic about these two little guys, and it is a pleasure to train them a little bit.

"It's fine, but wouldn't it be better for you to guide yourself? It may be many times better than my training." This is what Feng Lian doesn't understand. As for whether he trains or not, he doesn't care.

"If you go to train them, it will be more oppressive. After all, you are a ghost. I can't give them that kind of oppressive feeling."

Feng Lian scratched his head and shrugged, "It's all right, I will train them well, at least let them have the strength to match the string."

Although Peilang's ranking is only the second in the bottom, but in terms of combat effectiveness, it is definitely between the last top and the strongest bottom.

Judging from Purgatory's performance, defeating Peilang cannot be said to be easy, and such strength can only barely meet the standard for Zhu.

On Purgatory Xingshoulang's side, Ganlusi Mili kept asking around him, fearing that Xingshoulang would conceal his injuries.

"Mitsuri, don't be so nervous, it's just some scratches, not a dangerous injury. Now the task is over, let's go, let's go eat delicious food together!"

"Okay, master, but I have to call the old heavenly masters." Ganlusi Mili sweetly responded to Purgatory Xingshoulang.

"Huh? They? Isn't the old master alone?" Purgatory Xingshoulang asked curiously.

"It is said that he is a friend of the old heavenly master. Since we met, let's go together, and it will be more lively." Mili of Ganlu Temple subconsciously ignored the identity of the wind sickle ghost.

"It makes sense, hahaha!" Purgatory Xingshourou let out his signature unrestrained laughter.

(End of this chapter)