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"Chance!!"

Grasping an opening, Li Yiming raised the knife and dropped Tong Mo's folding fan.

"Breath of Flame · Two Shapes · Rise to Summer!!!"

Wrapped in flames, the Sun Wheel Knife instantly cut Tong Mo's left hand in half, and then fell down again, aiming at his neck.

The latter resisted with a folding fan, and at the same time withdrew and retreated.

"That's amazing. You are stronger than all the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad I've seen. You almost cut off your neck just now. It's a pity that you didn't catch it. You won't have such a chance again in the future."

The smile on Tong Mo's face disappeared completely, he had already spent enough time here.

If the object is a woman, he may still be in the mood to tease her for a while, but if a man hurts himself like this, then give him the worst way to die!

Thinking of this, Tong Mo touched his neck and focused all his attention on recovery.

"Huh?! How is it possible?"

Whether it was the neck or the arm, it was still in the state of being cut, and he could see the wriggling of the broken body, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't restore it.

It was as if there was a magical power restricting his regeneration.

"Don't waste your efforts, at least in a short period of time, your injury can't recover, and the regeneration of ghosts cut by this knives will be inhibited. We are back on the same starting line, losing the regeneration ability of ghosts, you fate is sealed."

The sun wheel knife in Li Yiming's hand was extremely red, releasing the same color as the sun.

"Hehe, what He Dao, although I don't know how you did it, but as long as I kill you, I will have enough time to regenerate."

Not caring about his injury, Tong Mo waved again with his remaining hand.

"Blood Ghost Art · Fog Ice · Water Lily Bodhisattva!!!"

A huge iceman resembling a Bodhisattva rises from the ground, with its palms folded, eyes closed, and a terrible cold air emanating from its body, almost freezing the entire yard.

Putting aside his contempt completely, Tong Mo didn't plan to spend any more time.

Li Yiming's strength far exceeded his expectations, and if his ability to regenerate was suppressed, then the biggest advantage of the ghost would no longer exist, and it would be unfavorable for him to continue to procrastinate.

The sky is also approaching dawn, so before the sun rises, we must get rid of this man in front of us.

Bang!

The Ice Statue of the Bodhisattva with its eyes closed swung the knife in its hand, and the ground was dented by it.

Not only that, a large number of ice crystals sprayed out from the mouth of the ice statue, and the density was almost without any dead angle. Li Yiming could only stand still and wave the sun wheel knife in his hand to resist.

But even so, the too dense ice crystals still scratched his calf.

His upper body and arms were protected by light armor, so he didn't suffer too much damage, but the impact from the impact still made him very uncomfortable, and scarlet spots covered his whole body.

From the outside, Li Yiming is not only suppressed, but also on the verge of collapse.

What a miserable one!

"The performance should be about the same. This kind of reversal that is on the verge of collapse but then explodes at the end of the day, I think it will not make Guiwu Tsuji feel scared, and maybe he will take some actions to eliminate the threat in advance. This is exactly what I want. What you want, Tong Mo has no use value!"

"In that case, let's end it!!"

In the next moment, a flame burst out instantly, enveloping Li Yiming in it.

"Breath of Flame·Profound Truth·Nine Shape·Purgatory!!!"

Boom! ! !

The ice surface in the yard cracked instantly, and Li Yiming turned into a ball of flames, and then went to meet all the ice crystals with a stream of light, and then shattered all the ice crystals.

The ice crystals along the way were all melted by the high temperature and completely turned into water vapor.

The fire dragon hit the ice statue, causing only a brief stalemate, and then smashed the huge ice statue of Bodhisattva. Tong Mo, who was standing on the shoulder of the ice statue, could only watch the dazzling light approaching. Devour him completely.

Rumbling--

After a while, the mountains shook, and the vision in the yard completely disappeared.

Li Yiming was half kneeling on the ground, the sun wheel knife in his hand was leaning on the ground, his body was dripping with blood, and his chest was churning non-stop, giving him an image of exhaustion.

"` "Looks like I won!"

Not far in front of him, Tong Mo's lower body was nowhere to be seen, only his head lay flat on the ground, his gaze was fixed on Li Yiming, and there was an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

Regarding death, Tong Mo has never been afraid, or even felt anything.

He has no feelings, but as the leader of the Eternal Bliss Sect, he has seen a lot of disguises and performances, and he can clearly feel the faint sense of disobedience on Li Yiming. For some reason, Tong Mo always feels that the other party can easily kill him. himself, but didn't do that.

So why would he do it?

"Well, forget it, it seems that this is the end."

The last thought remaining in his mind, Tong Mo's head was completely reduced to ashes, and with his death, the ice crystals in the yard also completely melted, and the surroundings were in a mess.

As for the last figure of Li Yiming, it was clearly remembered by Tong Mo and brought into hell.

"Did you die? It's really tiring to perform."

The moment Tong Mo completely dissipated, Li Yiming's exhausted state just now completely disappeared. He stood up slowly, wiped off the blood on his face, and retracted the Sun Wheel Knife into its sheath.

Looking at the surrounding situation, I couldn't help but become emotional.

"In order to deceive the boss, it really took a lot of effort. Although there are some flaws, but you can only look at the memory of Oni Wu Tsuji Wumi, you should not see too many violations. The plan should still be successful. Next. You can take it easy for a while."

Taking out the potion prepared in advance from his bosom, Li Yiming raised his head and poured it into his mouth.

In a moment, the seemingly serious injury on his body was actually just a superficial injury, and it recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the end there was not even the slightest scar left.

If there is no potion, Li Yiming would not dare to perform so recklessly.

"The next step is to wait for Onimui Tsuji to take the bait, but before that, for the final evaluation, there are still some things that need to be done. Let's go to the Ghost Slayer team's resident first."

Ignoring the screams inside the Wanshi Bliss Cult, Li Yiming left the place without a sound.

The battle just now has been leaked, let others finish the finishing work.

...

at the same time.

In a certain villa in Asakusa, Tokyo, Onimai Tsuji, who was flipping through various books in the study, froze, as if he had sensed something, and immediately fell into deep thought.

"Boom!" He closed the book in his hand violently, and his face became very ugly.

The second of the winding, Tong Mo, was actually killed!

There has been no death of the Shangxian ghost for hundreds of years. Whenever there is a pillar that can kill Shangxian in the ghost killing team, the group of unsightly ants will always be able to jump.

It's fine to hinder him from looking for the blue other shore flower, and now this kind of strong man has appeared again.

Forcibly enduring the anger in his patience, Guiwu Tsuji began to read the memory fragments before Tong Mo's death with gloomy eyes, and Li Yiming's figure gradually emerged.

"No red haori, all black hair, no earrings, not that guy."

After careful observation of Li Yiming's image, it was not the frightening image deep in his memory, which undoubtedly relieved Guiwu Tsuji, and gradually recovered from his original suspicion.

As long as it's not Ji Guo Yuan Yi, then he is the strongest ghost king who is not afraid of anyone forever.

With a panoramic view of all the battle scenes, Gui Wu Tsuji became more at ease.

"It's so disappointing to me. Tong Mo can't even deal with such a small role, but it's also reasonable. The Breath of Flame and the He Dao will make Tong Mo immune to the blood ghost technique. It seems that the markings should still be turned on." , but I don’t know where it’s hidden, Tong Mo’s loss is not wronged.”

"But that's all. Although there is some strength, it's nothing to worry about. Except for that guy, the person who turns on the stripes will definitely not live to be 25 years old, so don't pay attention to him at all."

"However, to be on the safe side, it's better to dispose of him, lest Zebra cause a chain reaction of other swordsmen, and maybe he can turn him into a ghost like Yiwozuo, increasing his strength."

"It's obviously a group of ants, but their resilience is quite tenacious. Since you killed Tong Mo, then use your life to pay back!"

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Chapter 72 Encounter Butterfly Chanae, Surprise from Style (Monthly Ticket Plus)

"Naru, call all the strings to Infinity City."

"Yes, my lord Wu Mi!"

Naruto's voice rang in the ears of Oni Wu Tsuji, and then under the effect of the blood ghost technique, Oni Wu Tsuji and all the upper strings were forcibly summoned to Infinite City.

The sudden change in the picture made the five Shangxian slightly startled, but after noticing the familiar place, their tense expressions were completely relieved, and their expressions became very respectful.

The Shangxian ghosts looked at each other at the same time, and there was an indescribable meaning in their eyes.

They haven't gathered together for a long time. Since the last ranking battle, they have received orders from Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi unilaterally, but they will not meet other Shangxian ghosts.

This is because Mumai Onimai Tsuji seldom brings all the Kamizu together.

This guy is very cautious, or it can be said that he is afraid of death. Even though he has control over all the ghosts, he is still afraid that the Shangxian ghosts will gather to rebel against him, so under normal circumstances, they will not allow too much competition among the Shangxian ghosts. Contact, and at the same time not giving too many such opportunities.

Now that all the Shangxian ghosts are gathered together, it is obvious that something very important has happened.

That guy Tong Mo didn't come for a long time, could it be the reason for this gathering? It has something to do with that guy, right?

"Qiangqiang!!!"

The sound of the zither sounded again, and Ghost Wu Tsuji appeared directly above.

Except for Hei Si Mou who was still sitting cross-legged on the spot, the other Shangxian ghosts, even the prostitute Taro who was inside Luo Ji's body, all appeared directly, half kneeling on the ground with his head lowered, not daring to offend in the slightest.

In fact, the degree of respect these Shangxian ghosts have for Oni Wu Tsuji is far beyond imagination.

"Tong Mo is dead!"

Without much foreshadowing of the atmosphere, Oni Wu Tsuji said the news directly.

"What?!" The moment they heard this sentence, almost all the Shangxian ghosts present shrank their pupils slightly, their hearts were filled with turbulent waves, their heads suddenly lifted, and their faces showed disbelief.

Shangxian Ghost was actually killed, how could such a thing happen!

You must know that Tong Mo is one of the top three existences among the Twelve Ghost Months. He has killed countless human beings for hundreds of years, and there are many Youzhu existences among them. Moreover, because of the existence of blood ghost art, he is born with the need to restrain himself. A breathing creature, how could he be killed by others.

This is too unbelievable!

However, there was one person in the crowd who showed a different look.

The corner of Yiwozuo's mouth was filled with a hidden arc. Although he was also surprised by Tong Mo's death, the death of this guy who he disliked very much was undoubtedly great news.

He had wanted to do this a long time ago. If it wasn't for his lack of strength, coupled with Guiwu Tsuji's disapproval, he was forced to run aground. Now someone is doing it for him. What a good man!

"My lord, how did Tong Mo die? Could it be that the Wanshi Bliss Sect was discovered by the ghost killing team and was surrounded by several pillars?"

Hei Si Mou asked calmly, and his six eyes looked at one place very menacingly.

"There was only one person who killed him. I'm not sure if it was the swordsman of the Ghost Slayer Team. He used the breath of flames. His body strength was different from ordinary people. He was able to arouse the knives, and he might have turned on the markings. Tong Mo was carelessly killed by He. During the slashing, the regenerative ability was inhibited, and he was beheaded under the great loss of strength."

The other winding ghosts were a little unclear, but Hei Si Mou captured the key content.

The physical strength is different from ordinary people, coupled with He Dao and stripes, it is indeed possible to kill Tong Mo, after all, he has personally experienced the power of stripes.

What's more, Hei Si Mou generally understands Tong Mo's situation.

For a guy who likes to tease others in battle, there is nothing wrong with just dying like this.

"Hei Si Mou, I hope you can find that guy and kill him!"

Ignoring the subordinates below who were chattering, Guiwu Tsuji's eyes fell on Heishimou's body, and he expressed his appeal in a cold tone.

Although he thought that Li Yiming's strength was not strong enough to threaten him, he still couldn't keep him.

As soon as Ji Guoyuan appears, any human being that may become a threat cannot be allowed to grow up, and must be killed in the cradle when it is weak.

"My lord, with all due respect, a person with stripes will never live past the age of 25. There is absolutely no need to pay attention to a dying person."

"That's right, Mr. Wu Mi, why don't you hand over that guy to me, I will twist his head off with my own hands and bring his body back!"

Yiwozuo also hurriedly echoed, his eyes sparkling with unspeakable excitement.

He can't wait to fight against the strong man who can kill Tong Mo!

However, the imaginary promise did not appear, and what Yiwozuo ushered in was Wia, the ghost dancer Tsujiwumi, who directly crushed his whole body to the ground. His veins bulged, but he didn't dare to make any struggling movements.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wu Mi, my subordinates dare not!" Yi Wozuo hurriedly begged for mercy.

Bang!

As soon as the words fell, Yiwozuo's whole body exploded instantly, a large amount of minced meat and blood splashed everywhere, and the rest of the ghosts were more or less stained, but they didn't dare to wipe even a little with their hands.