Blazing Angel of Demon Slayer

Class A swordsmen are already the elite of the Ghost Killing Squad, and only Xiaxian can easily deal with them.

At this time, a strange scene appeared in the arena. Everyone in the ghost killing team was chasing after the ghost killing team. The number of successes is very small.

But still another Grade A swordsman died in Yuhu's hands, and there were only eight Grade A swordsmen left in the field.

They didn't dare to fight on their own anymore, but formed two groups of four to guard against the sinister jade pot.

It was really difficult to be stopped by a Shangxian who had been secretly watching and waiting for an opportunity to attack. Yuhu became more cautious after seeing the strength of the rock pillar. He didn't get close to the rock pillar at all.

However, Yanzhu's speed is not enough, and there is no good way to use the jade pot, which is focused on avoiding it.

At this time, more than fifty ghosts were beheaded, and the members of the ghost killing team lost two elites.

Judging from the number of words, it is a profit, but in fact it is a blood loss.

The ghosts who died were all ordinary ghosts, but for those who became first-class swordsmen, there would be eighty if not a hundred ordinary ghosts who died in their hands.

The loss of the elite is a big loss.

At this moment, the huge source of dou qi that Yanzhu had been paying attention to was already close to the position where he had to face it squarely.

Soon, the rock pillar looked up into the air, and let out a loud shout.

"go with!"

Faintly, there were a few crows chirping in the air.

The crow flew out of the city, rattling and rattling.

Underneath, Immortal Kawasami's eyes flashed, and he whispered: "There is news over there, let's go!"

Unlike the first team's fanfare to attract the ghost's attention, the three of them, Snake Zhu, Feng Zhu, and Shui Zhu, and the ten first-class swordsmen they led all concealed themselves and sneaked towards the prison.

The division of labor between the two teams is clear. Most of the people in this team are Shuihu and Fenghu swordsmen. They are fast and have strong concealment ability. They only go to save people.

When they left, on the other side, the rock pillar no longer took the initiative to charge, but stopped.

The burly body stood there silently like a rock.

At the end of the street, a figure quickly became clear from far to near.

Holding a ghost knife full of eyes slantedly in his hand, he was wearing a slim black Warring States warrior outfit, with a cold expression, it was Hei Simou.

The moment he saw the figure of the rock pillar, Hei Simou paused, and the six bloody eyes gradually became interested.

It was the look of joy in seeing Liexin.

"It's been a long time since I've seen a human swordsman who can temper his body to the limit like you. I didn't expect there to be a character like you in the Ghost Killing Squad."

Before the fight, Hei Si Mou has already noticed the strength of the monk-like man in front of him, and he also has the ability to perceive fighting spirit.

"Then you may be relatively ignorant, Amitabha." Yan Zhu clasped his hands together, the iron chains on his arms tightened, and he replied calmly.

Chapter 288 Death Follows Everywhere

The blood in his eyes became more and more intense, Heishimu stared at the rock pillar, and slowly raised the ghost blade in his hand, holding the knife in both hands.

"I respect the strong, so I will give you a decent way to die."

Facing the strong, Hei Si Mou's previous practice was to recruit first and then fight after the recruit failed.

But after many times, he also understood that only half-baked people would accept the solicitation of becoming a ghost.

For the members of the Ghost Killing Squad, especially those at the Zhu level, Hei Si Mou has killed many people over the past few hundred years, but none of them can be persuaded.

Whether it is coercion or temptation.

People at this level will no longer be shaken by words, they will only follow their own code of conduct, otherwise they will not reach the current level.

"I don't like ghosts, so I will make your death miserable, Amitabha."

With a solemn face, the godless eyes of the rock pillar are also staring directly at the direction of Heishimu, and the broad ax and chain hammer hanging at hand reflect a cold light.

The jade pot in the dark relaxed, feeling that the aura that had been suppressing him had suddenly disappeared.

Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, at this time the ghosts in the field and the strongest in the ghost killing team all stared at each other.

brush!

A black shadow flashed past, and the black blade covered with ghost eyes cut straight to the strong chest of the rock pillar.

Ping!

The chain was wrapped around the arm, intercepting the attack. The arms of Yan Zhu and Hei Si Mou trembled violently, feeling a powerful force from the opponent's body.

"Breath of the Moon·Six Shapes Long Night Lonely Moon·Infinite!"

Without any hesitation, Hei Si Mou directly used the powerful sword type to deal with powerful enemies.

The moment he raised his hand, Heishimu's body rushed forward instantly, and the ghost blade made multiple slashes.

The dense black blade wind followed the slash, like a black rainstorm appeared in an instant, covering the rock pillar.

Under such a sudden attack, Yan Zhu's complexion became serious.

No matter how strong his body is, he is still a body of flesh and blood. Once he is seriously injured, it will be difficult to maintain his combat power.

Be prepared for the attacks of ghosts.

"Breath of the rock, the skin of the three-shaped rock body!"

The chains were intertwined, and the broad ax and hammer danced around the body of the rock pillar in an instant, forming an impenetrable fortress.

The black torrential rain was dense and frantic, and it fell on the fort with a clanging sound.

But not a drop of rain managed to land on the skin of the rock pillar.

In Heishimu's blood pupils, the blood light became more and more intense.

His slashing was getting faster and faster, and the stern wind of the blade blew towards the rock pillar with the slashing.

Hei Si Mou had no plans to change his attack. Since the person in front of him wanted to defend against his attack, he would give the opponent a chance to defend well.

It will be lost for a long time.

Heishimu's aura was strong, as if he wanted to smash everything in front of him.

And Yan Zhu's eyes were slightly closed, his face remained unchanged, and he didn't show any nervousness from the beginning to the end.