[Ghost Slayer: Blade] No Miserable Online Mutual Fight

As soon as the door was closed, Aizawa Muha staggered and fell to the ground.

His eyes were blurred and his head felt dizzy.

Barely propped up to his own place, and there was nothing wrong with it.

It was too late to change the blood-stained clothes on his body, and Aizawa Muha lay quietly on the ground.

There were cramps in my stomach, and I hadn't eaten for a long time.

I can only supplement it by sleeping, but in order not to reveal my secrets, I dare not sleep for too long.

Also, sleep time is getting longer and longer.

Aizawa Muha got up with a pale face.

He didn't know how long he could hold on, there shouldn't be much time left.

Lowering his eyes slightly, he took off the cloth strips wrapped around his face.

The amount of blood loss this time is a bit large, and it seems that I need to sleep for a few days to slow down.

Barely getting up, he staggered towards the couch.

Just before arriving on the couch, my vision went dark, and then I lost consciousness.

The strip of cloth in his hand fell slowly, and the umbrella he was holding was released as early as the moment he entered the door.

Tong Mo holds a fan, rainbow color, and turns his eyes over and over to look at the ghost in front of him.

The ghost in front of him didn't react at all, and stood quietly.

Tong Mo looked at it, and shook his head looking at You Kong who hadn't responded for a few days, a little disappointed.

"It's really boring." Not only did he not respond to talking to him, but he didn't even feel like poking a hole in him directly.

It doesn't matter anyway, after all, it will heal in a while.

But—it seems that the lamp is very precious.

Tong Mo stroked his chin and looked at the lamp.

One has broken a lamp, even if it was beautiful and gorgeous before, it still can't change the fact that it is broken.

Already, it won't light up.

It's like, it's not human anymore.

Just when Tong Mo was thinking about whether to try it, there was a sudden pause.

"Yes, Mr. Wu Mi—" Tong Mo replied across the air, and then opened the fan with a smile.

"Yeah, I'm really looking forward to your reaction."

"Let's go, Youkong~"

The ghost who hadn't responded all this time moved after hearing the name bestowed on him. His steps were stiff and hesitantly followed.

"Ah, is everyone there~" Tong Mo opened his fan and looked at the other Shangxian ghosts gathered in Infinite City.

The other ghosts rolled their eyes at Tong Mo, but no one paid him any attention.

"My lord." Tong Mo's expression became serious: "I brought it."

Oni Wu Tsuji raised his head, his red eyes looked coldly.

Tong Mo cooperated to get out of the way, revealing the ghost behind him.

The ghost holding the lamp still didn't respond, but there was some fluctuation when Oni Wu Tsuji looked over.

"Have you ever eaten anyone?" Wu Mi narrowed his eyes, and his tone was cold.

"Yes, it doesn't seem to have happened." Tong Mo replied with a smile.

Wu Mi rubbed his chin, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing that under the watchful eyes of all the Shangxian ghosts, there is still no reaction, not even fear.

Having been given a lot of blood, this is the unanimous thought of everyone.

All the Shangxian ghosts looked at it silently, but Yi Wozuo looked away slightly disappointed.

Even with a lot of blood, it is still very weak, at least for now.

There is no sign of awakening the vampire technique, and he has not eaten people yet, so even if he has the power to fight, he will have to wait later.

Disdainfully looked away, and the ghosts more or less stopped looking.

After all, a ghost with no strength can't attract the attention of these Shangxian, at least for now.

Wu Mi kept watching quietly, then raised a faint arc and snapped his fingers.

"Mingnu, send the Xiaxian ghost here."

Naruto plucked the strings a few times, and then several doors appeared out of thin air.

The Xiaxian ghost knelt down the moment he saw Wu Mi, and said in unison: "My lord!"

Wu Mi didn't look at the few lower strings kneeling on the ground, his eyes were still on Kong You, and then as he expected, the ghost began to react.

Gently raised the corners of his mouth, Kiwu Tsuji narrowed his eyes.

According to Tong Mo, when he first saw her, he smelled like a ghost, and looking at the clothes on his body, it was also the trace of being attacked by a ghost.

He was killed by a ghost and turned into a ghost when he was dying.

Moreover, it may be the ghost of the next string.

Tong Mo speculates in this way, indeed, it is the Xiaxian ghost.

After all, he saw it once through Xia Xiansan's eyes, but what impressed him was not the face, but the lamp being held.

Was he around then?However, the lower string three is really useless, even killing someone can't silence it.

The ghost in his sight started to move, he looked at Kamizumi who was kneeling below, and then his eyes began to fluctuate.

As if burning, a little bit of red lines appeared.

Anger, hatred, filled the surroundings in an instant.

"No, unforgivable!"

Sick Ye felt a strong killing intent and a sense of crisis, and when he looked up, he met a pair of eyes full of hatred, as if they were going to tear him apart.

"Unforgivable!"

Subconsciously, Sick Ye turned around and ran away.

Wu Mi did not stop him, but watched with interest as the aura on You Kong's body gradually darkened and became cloudy.

Despair, hatred, and anger are intertwined, and they are about to crush a person.

Those eyes gradually became cold and darkened, and then they jumped out with force on their toes.

Menacing, with an unstoppable momentum.

Now, his thoughts are to kill the ghost in front of him and give up everything.

Even if it's just the lower string, it's still the third of the lower strings, not an ordinary ghost, let alone the third of the lower strings is proficient in escaping.

Youkong is just a newborn ghost, even if he has the power, he can't use it.

Wu Mi and Shang Xian Gui didn't make a sound, just watched quietly.

The other Xiaxian ghosts took a few steps back, looking at those eyes with inexplicable fear.

"Not enough, not enough." You Kong, who had been chasing the sick leaf, stopped, staring at the ghost who fled in embarrassment.

"It's not enough, how could, how could it be possible to let you escape." You Kong didn't know why, but he clamored in his heart to kill the ghost in front of him.

Hate, anger, many emotions mixed.

A small figure appeared in his mind, pulling him, smiling sweetly.

However, that face can no longer be seen clearly, nor can he remember what he said.

Then, there was blood, a small hand, blood-stained hand hanging down.

"what!"

The place in the chest hurts, and something wants to come out of the brain.

It's like a hand tightly pinching the heart, depriving the right to breathe.

The eyes gradually darkened, devouring the last bit of light, and then, there was a bottomless abyss.

The light in his hand suddenly lit up, trembling, and then suddenly increased.

"Vampire"

The ice-blue flame ignited in an instant, without the unique warmth of fire, but looked extremely cold.

"Liu Li"

The fire rises, emerges from a gap in one corner, and then quickly sweeps up.

Like a flame soaring into the sky, it glowed with an icy light.Then, several iron chains burning with flames rushed out from the gap, heading towards the diseased leaf like a swimming snake.

"what!"

The tip of the iron chain was sharp, easily passed through the limbs, and tightly wound up.Then, a faint blue flame rose up, quickly engulfed it, and then there was the sound of flesh falling.

Wuyou watched this scene quietly, the curvature of the corner of his mouth remained unchanged.

Tong Mo also looked at it with great interest, then narrowed his eyes.

Yiwozuo showed some interest, but when he saw the strength that was still not that strong, he turned his eyes away again.

This scene undoubtedly attracted the attention of all the ghosts, especially the adult who did not stop at all, but watched with interest.

Xia Xiangui began to tremble, worried about his fate.

Ghosts can't kill ghosts, so although the flame is very lethal, the wounds of the diseased leaves in the flames are still healing.

Constantly healing and then being burned again.

It's a good vampirism to torment ghosts.

Wu Mi began to think about what this blood ghost technique could do, completely ignoring the struggling and howling subordinates.

"My lord, my lord, help me!"

Sick Ye stretched out his hand to ask for help, his voice was trembling, full of fear that his life was in danger.

Wu Mi frowned, and said in a cold voice: "Are you ordering me?"

As he said that, he stretched out his hand to grab at the void, and then the sick leaf screamed, gradually turning into blood foam.

Xiaxian ghost lowered his head, trembling, praying that the adults would not notice them.

You Kong, who had lost his target, still didn't react, but persistently controlled the iron chain to float in the air.

The iron chains that had no targets fluttered, and the flames on them showed no signs of weakening.

Haven't learned to control yet?

Tong Mo narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up. Just as he was about to go up to play, he saw a figure flashing beside him, and then replaced what he wanted to do.

"Hey——" Tong Mo closed his fan dissatisfied: "Your Excellency Yiwozuo is really cunning."

Yi Wozuo stepped forward with an expression of interest and clenched his fists.

Feeling the approaching Yiwozuo, the iron chains quickly gathered, and then the sharp corners faced Yiwozuo.

The flame above is not warm, and even has a bit of biting chill.

Yi Wozuo caught it with one hand, then narrowed his eyes.

There was a burning sensation in the palm of the hand, and after letting go and jumping away, the palm was black, but it recovered in the next moment.

Yi Wozuo aroused a little interest, and then exerted a little more effort.

The iron chain seemed to be alive, avoiding Yi Wozuo's attack, and then wrapped around Yiwozuo's arm.

The flame rose instantly, and then wrapped the entire arm, gradually extending upward.

Yi Wozuo was not afraid at all, and regardless of the burning sensation, he grabbed the iron chain and crushed it hard.

The shattered iron chain lost its light and fell to the ground.

Yiwozuo saw the expressionless face through the flames all over the sky.

The red-lined eyes were numb and hollow, and there was deep fatigue in the depths of the eyes.

The iron chain struck from behind, and quickly wrapped around Yiwozuo's limbs and waist at a tricky angle.

Yi Wozuo narrowed his eyes and looked serious.

However, before Yiwozuo got serious, a figure suddenly appeared between the two ghosts, not afraid of the flames spreading around him.

Yiwozuo could barely hold back his hand, his fist brushed against Wuyu's side and sank into the floor.

Wu Yu stepped forward with a blank face, the chilly temperature in the air made his face paler, raised his hand to touch the burning iron chain, and then slightly opened the corners of his lips.

"Blood Ghost Art - Liuli"

The flames dissipated in an instant, and then the iron chains in the air turned into fine flying debris and dispersed.

For a moment, there was silence, and then a bell rang.

Holding the handle of the umbrella with one hand, the half-closed eyes of different colors were emotionless, and then moved forward quickly and sensitively.

Before Youkong had time to react, a sharp piercing sound came towards him.

Using the umbrella in his hand as a weapon, Aizawa Muha waved his hand with a gloomy expression.

"Crack!"

He broke You Kong's hands and feet neatly, and then planted You Kong deep into the ground with one kick.

The glazed lamp, which was still emitting faint fluorescence, was still suspended in the air, and then it was taken over by a pale hand.

The light flickered a few times, then went off.

Aizawa Muha narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "What are you doing, Yukong."

The ghost in the pit struggled to his feet, and then with a horrible click, the broken bones healed.

"Sorry, my lord."

Aizawa Muha's expression was gloomy, looking at You Kong who was standing up unsteadily, he simply kicked him over again and let him lie back.Then he plugged back the lamp in his hand, carried the umbrella with one hand, and dragged You Kong's collar with the other.

Aizawa Muyu glanced at the staring eyes of the ghosts, nodded at Wuyou and spoke.

"I'll go first if there's nothing to do."

Aizawa Muha, who was still asleep, suddenly felt a crisis, and then knew the reason through Yukong's eyes.

Tong Mo waved with a smile, Wu Mi nodded, and said in a cold voice, "Go down."

Aizawa Muha nodded, then dragged You Kong away with a gloomy expression.