The strongest ghost is too afraid of death

The next time the wind clusters came one after another, before Qingxiang swung the knife, Xuan Mi took the lead in rebounding the wind clusters with the side of the blade, and the bursting buzzing sounded far away.Different from the previous slashing and severed hand that required two strokes to completely cut off, Xuan Mi's strength and speed have been qualitatively improved.

The young man exuding a chaotic atmosphere panted and bowed his upper body, the center of his all-black pupils degenerated into a small needle point.

"Oh……"

Qing Xiang was stunned, people's physiques really couldn't be generalized.

Coke pointed at Xuan Mi and yelled loudly: "It's disgusting! Hey, don't you stop him? It's disgusting and interesting!"

"So is it disgusting or funny?"

"It's disgusting and funny!"

Communication fails.

Qing Xiang kept retreating, got close to Xuan Mi, and touched the back of the latter's hand with the handle of the knife.

"Knife, change it back."

Xuan Mi clamped the blade, and exchanged the safe handle with Qing Xiang with his backhand, his movements were smooth and steady.Obviously, Xuan Mi, who is called a "ghost" for the time being, is still rational, and his rationality is clear.

"Unfortunately, there is still a long time before dawn. We can't borrow the power of the sun. We can only use the sun wheel knife in our hands to find out the whereabouts of the hostages."

Qing Xiang raised the tip of the knife and made a gesture of 'snake's breath', but Xuan Mi stubbornly refused him.

"If you are weak, go to the back. I, Immortal Kawashiya, will definitely cut off the neck of this ghost!"

"...I said you can't chop your neck off."

Why is this kid so stubborn.

Xuan Mi was at a loss for words for a while, and then forced herself to continue.

"Then chop him into pieces! Chop him into sushi stuffing, I'll see if he can regenerate!"

I just poisoned the dog for half a day. Based on the average and shortest onset time of the butterfly wisteria poison, now it's time to ventilate with Shitou.

Qing Xiang pinched the time in his heart, since Xuan Mi was so imposing, he simply put away his saber and ran to Xia Zhu's side.

"Okay, come on."

Xuan Mi stared in disbelief at Qing Xiang's back who left without hesitation, and then regained consciousness to block the attacking claws.

What's going on with this person...!It doesn't look like a pillar at all, the lord actually let a coward promote the pillar, damn it, if it was me, if I became the pillar...!

The momentum of Xuan Mi's gnashing of teeth actually doubled the strength of his subordinates.

"Hey, it looks like your companion left you behind, did you run for your life? Kakaka?"

The joy in front of his eyes made Cole roll his eyes with a smile.

"Shut your mouth!"

Xuan Mi roared with a black face.

Over there, Qingxiang Shi ran to behind Xiazhu.

Xia Zhu who kicked back the stabbed tin stick turned his head, although he didn't speak, but there was "?" written in his eyes

Qing Xiang dodged the violent electric arc, his right hand was carrying the Rilun Saber, overlapping with Xiazhu's blade, and the other hand took advantage of the position to pinch his fingers between the two, pressing his thumb inward, which happened to be a 'four'.

Xia Zhu didn't respond, but the next moment, a thick ice-blue mist spread outward from his blade, quickly filling the space centered on the two of them, and it was still spreading towards Coke and Xuan Mi.

"Three hidden types, seven steps away."

This is the strategy that Qing Xiang said to Xia Zhu on the train: just like at the time of Shangxian [-], he didn't want to consume a subordinate for nothing, but it is impossible to deter Shangxian [-] with the strength of Xiazhu alone. , can only be counted.

Under the cover of the thick mist, Qing Xiang took out a cloth bag, the white cloth had been blackened by the contents inside, and it seemed that the lining of his jacket was also stained.

Senjuro, I ended up causing you trouble again.

The cloth bag was thrown into the air, unsealed in mid-air, and the black charcoal ground into extremely fine powder diffused into the flowing mist, and was carried away by the surging mist. And the outside is pitch black.

"Immortal Chuan Xuanya! Cover your mouth and nose! Don't breathe in the mist!"

Qing Xiang yelled loudly on purpose, enough for all three 'ghosts' to hear.

Coke and Jinu covered their mouths and noses first, and exited the space where the mist diffused.

Xuan Mi took a step back, took a breath of the fishy mist, remembered the rumor that Qing Xiang and Chongzhu used the same type of poison, immediately turned pale, and tightly grasped his mouth and nose with both hands.

Eyes full of dense fog, Xuan Mi staggered back at a loss, but I don't know if it was an illusion, his hands and feet were getting heavier and heavier, and what sank with his hands and feet was his heart. Can you hear me.

"What if I suck it in!"

But not only Qing Xiang, but even Coke and Ji Nu heard it. Coke covered Ji Nu's mouth and pricked up his ears to listen.

This unlucky boy is equivalent to taking a breath of smog in Japan decades in advance.

Doing a full set of plays, Qing Xiang said in a heavy voice, "I will ask the lord for a heroic tombstone for you, and I will also tell Master Undead Chuan about your heroic deeds in this battle."

Qing Xiang clearly heard two swear words coming from the east and north of the dense fog.

Xuan Mi also heard another swear word that did not belong to him. He stared in that direction, his thumb unconsciously crushed the handle of the knife, the slight tremor of the tip of the knife was the clearest, and the magnitude of the tremor was visible to the naked eye.

He has already inhaled the poisonous mist, and he is dead anyway, since Yinzhu promised to tell his brother what he did.

In that case, in that case——

Starting from the foot, Xuan Mi gradually raised the blade, the tip of the blade cut a new moon in the mist, the trembling became lighter and lighter, until it reached the highest point, the trembling completely subsided.

Seven steps away.

Starting from his feet, he bet that within these seven steps, he would be able to cut the evil spirits into minced meat.

The pinpoint-sized pupils no longer waver, the needlepoint is now more like the tip of a knife, like a falcon, steady and prying.Standing high from the perspective of God, he removed the fear of death from his brain, and calculated the 'seven steps' objectively and coldly.

However, there was still a bit of bitterness that made the root of his tongue touch the unwillingness.

...Brother, I couldn't apologize to you face to face.

However, at this moment, a hand stretched out from the thick fog, covering Xuan Mi who was ready to go like a □□ on the ultimate bowstring.

The outbreak was stuck at the beginning, Xuan Mi reflexively grabbed the wrist next to his mouth, the ghostly long nails completely pierced into the flesh and blood of that wrist, and the warm blood snaked along Xuan Mi's palm lines.

Someone whispered softly beside Xuan Mi's ear, stopping his intention to continue struggling.

"Xuan Mi! Hold on! Don't be afraid! I'll take you back to the ghost killing team to find a doctor right away, hold on!"

Qing Xiang tightly covered the heads of his subordinates, his face was expressionless, but he couldn't stop his anxiety and fear in his words.His wrist kept bleeding, and it flowed to Xuan Mi's collarbone, forming a small pool of blood.Xuan Mi stared at Qing Xiang above in surprise.

Qing raised his eyebrows at Chong Xuanmi, then took a breath, sinking his breath into his dantian, and his voice became louder:

"Shi Tousang! What to do! Xuan Mi has turned into a ghost, and the degree of toxin erosion is deeper than I thought—!"

At the edge of the fog, Xiazhu didn't reply, but raised the tip of the knife towards Coke again.

Behind Xia Zhu, the surging black mist seemed to be a shadow with an open mouth, moving and turbulent from the inside to the outside, and the fishy, ​​bitter and wet breath was about to move.

Coke has never seen such a disgusting move in the self-proclaimed righteous Ghost Killing Squad.

"Hey, hey, wait, wait."

It's not a hallucination, Coke's heart seems to be drilled by worms, winding along his aorta to the whole body, leaving a continuous sensation of numbness first, then itching and pain along the way.

Coke took a few steps back, hoping to stay away from the weird black mist.His stomach was churning and his heart was burning, which made his expression of laughing and laughing very ugly.

"Didn't that kid say that he is the Breath of Flame of Justice? How can he use it so badly?"

"Qingxiang is the hidden pillar, so use the hidden breath, which is a derivative of the flaming breath."

Xiazhu's faceless attribute works best here.The boy holding the knife in one hand didn't change his expression, his eyes of sapphire were indifferent and inorganic, and Coke could even see his own changing complexion from it.

The strange breathing methods of ghost hunters, one is a derivative of that, and that is a derivative of this, which annoys Coke very much.

The ghost hunter, who could only turn into a ghost, was silent, and Coke could still smell a thick blood, coming from the mist, bringing dampness and bitterness.

Coke and Jinu didn't dare to get close to the 'poisonous' thick fog easily.As long as he slashed, he would kill Xia Zhu, who was briefly emphasized by Qing Xianggang not to act rashly in the mist, and it was not easy to step forward, and the two ghosts stood deadlocked on the edge of the mist.

"Hey, Coke, use your wind to blow away this obstructive fog!"

Accumulated anger finally couldn't bear his temper, and ordered in an annoyed way.

"I used the vampire technique, what should I do if the toxin spreads faster in my body? I won't do it."

Coke moved back a few more steps, and the itching pain of thousands of bugs eating under his skin made his face turn pale, and he became more and more annoyed.

As a result, the built-up anger only made the situation even more stalemate.

Just like a far-fetched balance, there will be a change in distance when it is only close to the goal.

Qing Xiang saw that the time was almost up, moved away the hand covering Xuan Mi, gave the latter a 'hush' look, raised his arm and raised the towel that he had just handed over, the crows circling in the sky smelled the familiar smell, their beaks Locked, and crashed into the fog in the vision of the two ghosts.

Qing Xiang teased the crow holding its wings on his wrist, finally raised his head, once again shouted at his dantian in anger, "Tokito-san! Tanjirou found the whereabouts of the missing little girl!"

The turbulent fog did not stop the sound transmission, and Qing Xiang's voice echoed very clearly on the edge of the fog, causing the two ghosts to change their expressions at the same time.

"I said it! Find the missing ghost hunter first!"

Gritting his teeth in anger, he stopped every word.

Coke, on the other hand, was skeptical, questioning that this was just a tactic to delay the attack: "Don't be kidding, I hid the person there, and no one can find it, not even a dog's nose."

But Qing Xiang knew more than they thought.

He took a long breath, the mist mixed with charcoal powder smelled really bad, and the heavy humidity restricted his breathing. He had no choice but to cup his hands around his mouth and make a small trumpet gesture to amplify the sound:

"It is said that there is still a flower—!"