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The prostitute Taro was angry because Lu Li chopped off his sister's head, and he was scared because he couldn't sense Duo Ji anymore. The two of them were connected in mind and body. It didn't matter if he could lend his power to Duo Ji, they would be alone. Whether he survives being beheaded or not, it's all because of this power.

But now, he is obviously still alive and well, but he can't feel the fallen princess anymore, as if the fallen princess is... dead.

But how is that possible? His neck was not cut off. Normally, as long as he didn't die, Fallen Princess could reattach his head. Even if this man had any special method to make it difficult for them to recover, his sister shouldn't have died.

"oh?"

Lu Li had a smile on his face that looked like a devil to the prostitute Taro and the explorers, "So she didn't survive."

He swung the knife casually, as if there were eyes on his back, and chopped off a sniper bullet that was shot at him. "I thought I had to chop off both of your heads at the same time. It doesn't seem necessary." trouble."

The Zanpakutō was far more effective than he expected, because its soul-slaying properties did not essentially use the power of the sun to kill ghosts. As long as the head was chopped off by him, it would definitely be a true soul-killing.

Therefore, even if the brother and sister in Shangxian No. 6 have a mechanism that requires their heads to be beheaded at the same time before they die, it will not work in front of his prisoner demon, because as souls, they are still independent individuals.

"How dare you..."

The prostitute Taro shouted in a hoarse voice, with anger and despair in his eyes. His sister was the only motivation for him to live.

He had been feeling guilty for failing to protect his sister during his lifetime. Fortunately, he met Lord Wuhan in a desperate situation and was given a new life. However, he did not expect that in the end he still failed to protect his sister.

His sister actually died before him, which is something Taro, a prostitute, absolutely cannot accept.

Anger and despair filled his brain. All he could do now was kill Lu Li to avenge his sister, and then he would choose death.

Because he is afraid that the road to hell will be dark and his sister will be scared to walk alone.

"How dare you kill your sister?"

Facing the prostitute Taro's anger, Lu Li remained unmoved, "When you and your sister killed people, did you ever think that they might have sisters and a family?"

"Ah? Who cares about that? Our happiness has been destroyed a long time ago. Those who are happier than us should all die!"

The prostitute Taro's voice was very gloomy. He put on a posture, and his vampire skills were pushed to the limit. At the moment, he just wanted to chop off the head of the man in black.

The other explorers were overjoyed when they saw this, and felt that the opportunity had come. Now that Taro was determined to die, and without the burden of his sister, he was definitely a level better than before. If they cooperated with Taro in the attack, it was not impossible to kill him. Horrible man.

"Because you've been caught in the rain, do you want to destroy other people's umbrellas too..."

Although he already knew what the prostitute Taro was thinking, he still couldn't help but sigh, "It's not that I can't understand it."

He has also had his happiness destroyed, and he knows best the despair of losing an important person. After the death of his master and sister, when he was young, he would feel jealous when he saw those people with happy families.

He is jealous that the other person has a father and a mother, while he was abandoned by his parents. He is jealous that the other person is well fed and clothed, while he has to hide and suffer from cold and hunger.

But as he grew up, instead of being jealous of those people, he missed the warmth he once had, so the jealousy gradually faded and eventually turned into a small blessing.

What he really couldn't stand were those people who were so heartless that they still enjoyed everything in high positions, so he originally thought that if he could succeed in revenge and survive, he would join the resistance and overthrow the company's rule.

He understands the feelings of the prostitute Taro very well. He has a more miserable past. The evil of human nature has taken away the only light in his life. Therefore, he is the person in the world who least regrets being a ghost. He really feels that Wuhan has no regrets about him. Be kind.

Taro the prostitute is a monster born of people's evil. Just because he has survived the coldest winter, he wants to bring the cold to everyone.

Lu Li turned his head to avoid a bullet and sighed: "It's so sad..."

"There is no need for you to pity us!"

The prostitute Taro roared and charged, activated the blood ghost technique and flying blood scythe, and countless red blades slashed at Lu Li. He himself rushed forward at a very fast speed, one of the two blood scythe blades in his hand slashed at Lu Li's arm, and the other slashed at Lu Li's arm. He slashed towards Lu Li's neck.

The next moment, with a thunderous roar, lightning flashed everywhere where Lu Li was standing, and the prostitute Taro flew backwards. Several wounds were left on his body, and blood was gurgling. The injuries were not immediately apparent. closure.

Breath of thunder. Type of land - lightning and thunder.

Lu Li held the knife sideways, dodging the sniper's bullets, "I'm not pitying you, that's an insult to the deceased."

He moved sideways and avoided the brutal collision of the steel plate of the main tank. One of his knees hit the abdomen of the steel plate, knocking him into the air. The next moment, the Prisoner Demon fell down and cut off his thick neck.

He wandered around the battlefield, strolling around, not like he was here to fight, and killed several people lightly, "I also know that you will not repent, and if you choose again, you will become a ghost, so there is nothing to say." …”

"Crimson inflammation..."

Seeing Lu Li talking, the female mage chanted to release spells from behind to try to attack.

But the next moment, Lu Li's figure flashed out. With the blessing of Shunpo and Thunder Breath, he was like the phantom of death on the battlefield. When he stopped again, he was already in front of the female mage.

She was already very nervous under the high pressure of the battlefield, and seeing Lu Li rushing towards her, she felt even more deadly in the sense of crisis. She subconsciously clamped her long legs together, and her voice trembled when she chanted.

But she couldn't finish her chant after all, and a sharp blade was inserted into her mouth, nailing her to the wall behind her.

Lu Li maintained his charging posture, and the prisoner inserted the magic into the mouth of the female mage whose valves had a large water output, with a devilish smile on his face, "You are so uneducated, didn't you see I was talking to someone else? Why did you interrupt?"

The female mage was really terrified and wanted to say that she didn't interrupt, but she was being interrupted and couldn't say anything.

"Let her go!"

The sniper roared and roared, and kept shooting at Lu Li, but what made him desperate was that this time Lu Li didn't hide and was not injured.

In his rage, the bullet lost its aim and hit Lu Li's back, only making a sound like metal collision. From the hole in his clothes, only a few white marks were left.

Lu Li held the Prisoner Demon horizontally, and the knife flashed as he exerted force, and a head with tears and saliva rolled to the ground.

Not to mention the hostility of the camps, since these explorers have chosen to become ghosts and start eating people, he will never show mercy when killing them.

As for men and women, in his opinion, they are the same on the battlefield, and they can be cut as they should be.

A strong wind came from behind, it was a hateful blow from Jifu Taro. He turned around and used the Prisoner Demon to hold Jifu Taro's double blood sickles, and those small blood blades produced by the blood demon art cut him, leaving some white marks.

This is the power of the tenth-level armed color domineering combined with the pure black nightmare. It is difficult for ordinary attacks to cause damage to him now.

Jifu Taro's fighting skills are very strong, but the direct power of his blood demon art is very ordinary. In the original work, he did not cause fatal injuries to the Sound Pillar. His most threatening thing is the blood sickle in each hand and the toxins contained in it.

As long as Lu Li's skin is not broken, he will not be poisoned. Moreover, he also doubts that the poison may not have a fatal effect on him. After all, his physical fitness has exceeded 30 points. The Sound Pillar and Tanjiro cannot compare with him.

Of course, he will not die to feel the power of the poison. He has no need to waste time in a situation that can be crushed head-on.

"What on earth are you?"

Even though he was shrouded in anger and despair, Jifu Taro still asked questions, because in his opinion, the man in front of him was too abnormal.