[Ghost Slayer: Blade] No Miserable Online Mutual Fight

"Xing Shoulang, turn into a ghost." The pink-haired ghost wiped the blood on his face indifferently, and the wound underneath has healed: "As a ghost, you can heal the wound immediately, but as a human, you , three ribs were broken, and the left shoulder was seriously injured. Moreover, I am already tired, and it is so difficult to even lift the knife."

"If you become a ghost, you don't have to worry about these things, you can really fight!" Yiwozuo's eyes were shining with eager light.

"Don't even think about it!" Purgatory Xingshourou, whose face was already bloodstained, was still holding on firmly.

Have you reached your limit...?

The knife in his hand was propped on the ground, and his body relied on the knife so that he would not fall down.Turning his eyes slightly, Tanjiro over there looked anxious and wanted to rush over.

Rescue, it should be soon, at least it can be dragged until Tanjiro and the others are rescued.After persisting for a while, the sky will soon dawn, even if it is at the cost of my own life, it doesn't matter, because I have already awakened.

"It's really obsessive, Xing Shoulang." Yi Wozuo shook his head, with a look of regret: "Then let me send you on the road, don't worry, I will send the people you want to protect one by one. You can't protect anyone—"

Purgatory Xingshourou's eyes fluctuated violently, and then he firmly grasped the handle of the knife, his body seemed to be tireless, mechanical and stiff.

The people over there can no longer feel the breath...

Faced with the attack coming towards his chest, Purgatory Xingshourou did not hide, nor could he.Thinking about using my own body as a bondage, I should be able to delay for some time.At least, hold on till dawn—

What came before the breath was a strong fragrance of flowers, unexpected and unexpected.

Like a blooming ocean, layers of flowers spread from behind, then wrapped themselves, and attacked the ghost in front.

There is a strong, but not pungent, floral fragrance in the nose, which has a reassuring smell.However, what followed was an aura that was faint but indeed belonged to ghosts.

ghost?Are you helping them?Why?

There are two recognized ghosts in the ghost killing team, but this aura does not belong to them.It's a new breath, and it's also different from the filth and filth of ordinary ghosts.

Yiwozuo was slightly startled by the sudden change, and then jumped back to avoid the attack.

The range of the attack is large, but the deterrence is not great, and... this breath is a ghost.

After stepping back for a while, I saw the ghost controlling the sea of ​​flowers all over the sky.

A ghost with snow-colored long hair and red eyes, although it is a girl's body, but it gives Yiwozuo the feeling that it is not a newborn ghost, after all, it has already mastered the vampire technique proficiently.

Knowing blood ghost art, and there is no bloody smell, which makes Yiwozuo contact a ghost, a ghost with black hair and different-colored pupils.

Is that so? I haven't seen you for a while. It turned out to be because of this reason.In this case, adults will probably be very angry.

Purgatory Xingshourou forced himself to be tired from falling down, and turned his head to look with difficulty.

A girlish ghost with snow-colored knee-length hair.Red pupils, three spots on the forehead in an inverted triangle erythema.Dressed in a monotonous white dress, there are some red marks in some bits and pieces.Stretching her hands forward, she stood barefoot on the ground, while the sea of ​​flowers that enveloped him spread from under her feet.

Blood ghost technique, but I didn't feel the attack on him. Instead, I thought it had a healing effect, which reduced the pain on his body a little bit, and his consciousness was a little fuzzy, like the feeling of exhaustion after receiving treatment .

"Vampire Art—"

The surging petals flew up, and then a gust of wind rolled up.

Purgatory Kyojuro was sent to Tanjiro's side by vines, and then watched the snow-colored figure wrestle with the pink-haired ghost.

"Mr. Purgatory!" Tanjiro rushed over worriedly.

Purgatory Xingshoulang did not relax, still holding the handle of the knife. Although there was a ghost helping them temporarily, he didn't know if he would turn against him in the next moment.

However, he got a moment of rest, and Purgatory Xingshourou hurriedly looked at the wisteria Zhihuo on the ground.

He was surrounded by the same sea of ​​flowers, but in the sea of ​​flowers, that pale face with blood stains was particularly dazzling.

Purgatory Xingshoulang has a feeling, it feels like that figure is so vague and unreal in the sea of ​​flowers at a funeral.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, and landed on the still warm neck, then heaved a sigh of relief.

Breathing is still there, albeit weakly.The situation is serious, but under control.

After hastily treating his wound, Purgatory Kyojuro raised his head.

The snow-colored figure didn't move, but relied on the advantage of his long-range attack to prevent Shangxian San from approaching.However, after all, the vampire technique, which is not the main attack power, has gradually lost the wind under the attack of the high-strength Shangxiansan.

Just when Purgatory Xing Shoulang frowned and wanted to go to help, the rescuers finally arrived.

"Water Breathing Nine Shapes!"

"Xia's Breath · Three Shapes!"

The two blades moved towards the pink-haired ghost's neck, but were dodged.

The man with flesh-colored hair took advantage of the situation and attacked directly, and another figure with light blue gradient hair assisted in the attack.

Perhaps because the current situation is more urgent, Satu and Ichiro did not attack the non-hostile Xuefagui, but concentrated on attacking Kamizumi in unison.

It was almost dawn, and Satu and Ichiro did not reduce their strength, but increased their attack strength, and Kamizu-san must be kept today.

Two people with strength at the pillar level made Shangxian San feel a little bit hard, but his face always had an expression of excitement about fighting against the strong.

A maniac obsessed with being strong and getting strong.

Perhaps because he noticed the faintly white sky, Shang Xiansan pulled away, feeling a little regretful.

Facing the Oni who was about to flee, Satu and Ichiro stepped up their attacks.But, after all, it is Shangxian San, if he escapes with all his strength and does not love to fight, he has not stopped him for a while.

The escaped ghost turned around and smiled at another ghost standing near the edge: "My lord will not let you go."

It's just that it's hard to tell who said this sentence, because those golden eyes engraved with numbers seemed to be speaking to another person through those calm red eyes.

The snow-colored ghost didn't respond, but turned his head slightly, watched the figure disappear and retracted the flying flowers all over the sky, then glanced at the white sky, hesitated for a while, then moved under a tree on one side, and faced Her two murderous blades remained indifferent.

Those red eyes are very clean, as if through the eyes, you can see the waveless ocean in your heart.