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Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi almost took out the fastest speed in his life, rushed behind Yu Hu, and while using Yu Hu's body to block the halo, he used his tentacles to dig out Yu Hu's heart, killing him on the spot.

Without Yuhu's continuous damage, Muichiro's arm was wrapped in a halo, and he was completely healed after only two or three seconds.The halo of the burning ghost in the air also disappeared.

Oni Wu Tsuji finally breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he did not forget to turn his head and warn the remaining three upper strings, "You must not hurt these ghost hunters! Otherwise, I may doubt the value of your existence!"

Looking at Gui Wu Tsuji's angry expression and his burnt face that was slowly recovering, Feng Zhu realized instantly.Guiwu Tsuji Wumi was always afraid of the sun, and he didn't dare to take the slightest risk.

He knew that with his current strength, it was a complete joke to try to eliminate Ghost Dance Tsuji Wumi with his own ability.

But their ghost killing team has never relied on fighting alone.They are human beings, weak and powerful people, people who will do whatever it takes to destroy Onimai Tsuji.

He has swung hundreds of knives at Guiwu Tsuji, and although most of these wounds have healed, his former hatred has been more or less alleviated.

Now, all he has left is to make Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou completely wiped out!Regardless of the means.

Undead Kawa Minami tore off his sleeve, revealing his forearm covered with scars, grinning at the corner of his mouth, and shouted at the pillars who were still fighting with the ghost of winding, "Hey! Are you almost done with revenge? I But can't wait to see him turn to ashes."

Butterfly, who had been wrestling with Tong Mo, paused for a moment, looked towards Fengzhu, with a helpless smile on her face, "Sure enough, it's still not possible."

"Sure enough, I'm still too ineffective. My hands and feet are too small and not strong enough, so I can't avenge my sister with my own hands."

Butterfly Ninja's knife tip was hanging on the ground, but his eyes seemed to be lit with flames, "But at the very least, it's a joy to be able to watch this ghost die with his own eyes."

Purgatory Xingshoulang also heard Fengzhu's voice, looked at the third of the upper string who was still comparing sword skills with him, took a step back, and put the knife on his arm.

"You can't wait? I've been impatient for a long time." Yu Sui Tianyuan couldn't help laughing, "I keep dragging on, but it's not gorgeous at all!"

Almost at the same time, Butterfly endured the poisonous blade towards him, Purgatory Kyojuro's knife slashed at his forearm, Immortal Kawa Miniya was about to tear his arm... But it was just a little pain, no pillar would fear.

Oni Wu Tsuji's pupils constricted, "Go and stop them!"

There were only three wounded ghosts left in an instant, but unfortunately their movements were still a step slower. More or less, the blades of the pillars of the ghost killing team had already cut through the skin.

Countless halos suddenly lit up around Bai Xue, and the stars floated to the side of the injured person.

Regardless of the halo that was approaching in front of him, the ghost of Shangxian stepped forward directly, and first controlled the Japanese swords of the swordsmen of the ghost killing team to prevent them from causing serious injuries to him.

Although they successfully took the knife, they couldn't stop the halo that had already drifted.

The halo floated, and the skin on Onimu Tsuji's body was burnt on a large area again.And those windings that can be said to be in direct contact with the sun, the parts of the body that have been exposed to the halo began to crumble and collapse.

But after all, it is a winding ghost. Ordinary ghosts are probably wiped out the moment the light shines on them.And the wounded ghosts can still survive if they are illuminated for just a few seconds.

Looking at the situation, Bai Xue sighed helplessly, "Sometimes it's not good to treat too quickly."

It took her less than a second to recover from the injuries of the Ghost Killing Squad.And these pillars happened to be controlled by the winding ghost again, and the halos floated all over the field like before, which became a difficult task.

Purgatory Xingshoulang looked at the third of the strings in front of him, and suddenly said, "Now you are the same as I was back then."

Yiwozuo was confused for a moment, what's the same?He is a ghost, and Xing Shoulang is a human being, what is the similarity between them?

Martial arts?No, this is definitely not what Purgatory Xingshoulang said.

Purgatory Xingshoulang never hides his words, and said directly, "Now, we are equivalent to not getting hurt. But you will be destroyed by the sun, isn't your position reversed?"

Yi Wozuo looked at Xing Shoulang, then at his partially collapsed body, and suddenly realized that now, he seemed to be completely defeated.

He doesn't hate losing, but he hates himself as a weak person!

"I won't just be destroyed like this! I'm not that disgusting, humble and weak person!" The expression on Yi Wozuo's face was ferocious, as if he was fighting against something.

Purgatory Xingshoulang said with straight eyes, "Why do you hate the weak? You know, even in terms of martial arts, you and I are stronger than ordinary people. But there are always times when we are not good in other aspects, and we are still weak after all."

"The weak are disgusting! I will never be weak!" Yi Wozuo's cynical tone became agitated.

Purgatory Xingshoulang held the knife, puzzled by Yiwozuo's struggle, and asked again, "Why do you hate the weak?"

"Me!" Yi Wozuo originally wanted to refute loudly, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he couldn't remember.

He has no memory before he became a ghost, and the habits left over from his human days make him pursue strength.

But he couldn't find a reason to hate the weak, he just hated and hated those despicable, shameless, insidious and insidious weak people from the bottom of his heart!

"Why! The weak just don't deserve to live in this world, it's just a natural choice!"

Purgatory Xingshoulang felt angry for no reason. He didn't agree with the answer, "Should the weak deserve to die? Don't babies who are born weak deserve to live? Should those who are lingering on the sick bed deserve to die?"

Before Purgatory Xingshoulang finished speaking, he tensed his arms and shoulders tightly, trying to forcibly pull out his sun wheel knife from Yiwozao's hand.

Yiwozuo didn't pay attention to the sword at all this time, and was easily drawn away by the purgatory Xingshourou.

"no!"

Yiwozuo just wanted to deny the words of Purgatory Xingshoulang, "Those patients don't deserve to die!"

Subconsciously, he does not recognize this sentence!

"It's really strange, those patients should be the weak ones you said, right?" Purgatory Xingshoulang drew back the knife, pressed it on his arm, and took a look at Yiwozuo in the spare time.

Yi Wozuo froze when he took the knife again, and froze in place.

Are people who are lingering on sick beds weak?The weak deserve to die?No, no, they shouldn't die, he doesn't want them to die!

He didn't want... who were they...?

Just when Yiwoza was in a daze, Purgatory Xingshoulang didn't care about his arm bound by Yiwoza, he cut open the artery on the arm with a knife without hesitation, and the blood wet his sleeve instantly.

The halo that Bai Xue used for healing flew over in an instant, directly passed through Yiwozuo's head, and landed on Purgatory Xingshoulang's arm.

Most of Yiwozuo's head collapsed in an instant because of the halo passing through.But this kind of collapse burned the blood that Guiwu Tsuji Wuchan left in his head, and awakened Yiwozuo's long-lost memory.

They...he and she...

When he was a human being, he tried his best to keep the father, the father who chose to hang himself after lingering on the sick bed in order not to drag him down.

The lover who was gentle and tolerant even though he was sick, never despised him as a sinner, and was even willing to marry him as his wife.

Father, master... Lianxue, what has he done for hundreds of years?

Blindly pursuing strength, even at the expense of hurting others, but... the existence he wants to protect is gone.

Purgatory Xingshoulang looked at Yiwoza who was suddenly silent on the opposite side, and felt the resistance on his arm disappeared.The movement that originally wanted to swing the knife to cut himself became extremely smooth.

Purgatory Xing Shoulang couldn't figure it out, so he let go of his doubts and continued to stab his arm.

This time, Yiwozuo didn't even stop him, just stood quietly.Where he was burned by the halo, his body was struggling to heal.

However, when the halo attracted by Purgatory Xing Shoulang was about to arrive, Yi Wozuo directly stepped back half a step, allowing his neck to hit the floating halo.

The weakness of ghosts is their fragile necks, and that will never change.The moment Yiwozuo's neck came into contact with the halo, it fell apart.

His body and head also started from the broken neck and gradually shattered into pieces. When he was reduced to ashes, Yiwozuo seemed to see his father, master and lover reaching out to him in the darkness.

Purgatory Xingshourou opened his eyes wide, "You?!"

The corners of Yiwozuo's mouth curled up, his eyes were peaceful, "I should go to hell to atone for my sins."

Under the light of the halo, Purgatory Xingshoulang looked at Yiwoza in front of him with an expression as if he was relieved, and disappeared into the air.

The few remaining ghosts present felt Yiwozuo's death and were even more puzzled.

Shangxian distractedly glanced at the direction of Yiwozuo, only saw Yiwozuo himself hit the halo, and then disappeared.

"Why?! Even Yiwozuo can't let go of his feelings as a human being? Why don't he continue to pursue strength?!" Hei Si Mou's six eyes were all written in I don't understand.

Squatting beside him all the time, with his six eyes, he seemed to see some Gojo Satoru following Shangxian San's soul, holding his chin, and said leisurely, "You must not understand. After all, he has a wife, and you Been widowed for hundreds of years."

Hei Si Mou:? ?

If you kill ghosts, you kill ghosts. What are you doing to torture dogs?

Hei Si Mou felt that if he was going to die one day, he would die of aggrieved death.He can't use his sword skills to fight now, and he has to do his best to prevent this group of ghost hunters from harming themselves.

In the situation where the pillars of the ghost killing team kept creating wounds, Hei Si Mou ran all over the field in order to stop them and dodge the sun.For a moment, he began to wonder what the hell he was doing.

In order to survive?

Bow down in order to survive?

Abandon dignity in order to survive?

But his wish has never been to live.

Through the halo, Hei Si Mou saw his own reflection on the sword of the Ghost Slayer Squad.The broken one, most of which was destroyed by the halo, is constantly growing granulation from the wound, its body is so ugly.

He was no longer a warrior.

Hei Si Mou became confused, was he obsessed with improving his sword skills?Or live forever?Or is it undefeated?

neither……

He recalled Yiwozuo's actions just now, and suddenly thought of the younger brother who had been reduced to bones.Finally figured out what I wanted.

It's ridiculous that his wish will never come true.