The Strongest Ghost in the World, Join Us!

Watching his companions die one by one in front of him, the pain and pain completely occupied Nan Jing Yu's chest.

From the day he became a ghost hunter, Nanjing You had already anticipated his own ending. One day he would die on the road of a ghost hunter, and he would become the forerunner of this team's juniors.

But he didn't expect that this time, the ghost hunter team led by him would be wiped out by his own hands. Except for himself and the companion who had just sent the child away, all of them died at the hands of the evil ghost.

Pain shrouded in his heart, and Nan Jing Yu, who was under hatred, broke out with a powerful fighting force.

Although there is only one leg and one hand at present, Su Mu's movements are still agile, but under the powerful explosive force of Yu Nanjing, Su Mu is quickly injured in many places.

Another stab in the chest

Two of the five fingers of the right arm were originally cut off.

There is even a slight knife mark on the neck. Just now, if he hadn't dodged in time, he might have been cut off by Yu Nanjing's Nichirin Blades.

Almost really dying.

But Su Mu's face remained calm.

Unlike evil ghosts, who have almost inexhaustible physical strength, human flesh has limits after all. A powerful explosion like Yu Nanjing's makes him powerful in a short period of time, but this powerful fighting power is not without a price.

If the combat power that erupts in a very short period of time fails to eliminate the enemy, it will fall into an infinite state of weakness.

Such outbursts can only last for a short time after all.

As Su Mu expected, after three minutes, Yu Nanjing could hardly stand up again.

The Nichirin Blades were inserted into the ground, and the whole person was half-kneeling on the ground, relying on the blades of the Nichirin Blades to support him not to fall to the ground.

"If you just kept calm enough, maybe, you really have a chance to hunt me down."

Su Mu looked at Yu Nanjing who was half-kneeling in front of him, his eyes were calm.

Nan Jingyou raised his head, his eyes glowed red, and stared at the evil ghost in front of him: "If you... I'm afraid you won't be able to calm down."

Every swordsman has gone through numerous tests before becoming a ghost hunter, and almost every ghost hunter is an elite among human beings with strong will.

But no matter how strong you are, you are still human.

All people have feelings. In one day, the younger brother whom he loved all the time died, and his companions who accompanied him died in front of him. How can he really suppress the real pain in his heart, and how can he turn the pain into something? Inexhaustible motivation.

At least, Nan Jingyou can't do it.

Perhaps, only the powerful 'pillar' in the ghost killing team can do it.

In his mind, the ardent 'Pillar of Flame' whose passion was always burning like a flame appeared in his mind.

He had been taught by Lord Yanzhu, and he always took the words of Lord Yanzhu to heart.

'Fulfill your responsibilities. ’

However, as the leader of the ghost hunter team, he misestimated the strength of the evil spirits and failed to fulfill his responsibilities as the team leader.

"I can let you go."

Looking at Yu Nanjing, who was half-squatting on the ground, even though he was extremely weak, Su Mu spoke calmly.

Nan Jing Yu smiled.

"Compared to the power of evil spirits, although people are weak, they will always live with their chests up. Even in the face of death, they will still keep their chests up."

Speaking of this, Nan Jingyou tightened his hand holding the handle of the knife slightly, and his eyes became more and more firm:

"Only dead ghost hunters."

Looking at Yu Nanjing, Su Mu sighed slightly: "It seems that this is your choice."

"This is what I have to insist as a ghost hunter... Maybe it's my last insistence."

The body swayed, and after a short burst of fighting power, Nan Jingyou was almost unsteady, but he still stood up slowly.

"I may not be the first to die, but I will still fight to the end... until the end of my life."

Five fingers held the hilt of the Nichirin Blades, Yu Nanjing clenched the hilt of the Nichirin Blades with his hand, the tip of the knife dragged on the ground, swiping a little spark, slowly and heavily, moving towards the demon step by step.

With a slight sigh, Su Mu probably understood why Kibutsuji Muzan, who was as powerful as the ghost king, was still so timid when facing the ghost killing team, even though he was so powerful.

Perhaps he was stunned by the sword of Jiguo Yuanyi, who was comparable to the living of the gods and Buddhas.

Or, really shocked by the spirit of human beings.

so

Even in the thousand years after "Following Guo Yuan Yi", he never dared to really expose himself to others.

Indeed, in the face of a group of ghost hunters who put life and death away...

For Kibutsuji Muzan, a group of crazy people, they do feel scared.

If such a person does not kill them completely, killing too many is not very meaningful, but will expose themselves to danger, which is not very meaningful to Kibutsuji Muzan.

Compared to what Kibutsuji Muzan is going to pursue, ghost hunters are troublesome, but they are not the focus after all.

Perhaps, for thousands of years, Kibutsuji Muzan has not thought about exterminating the Ghost Killing Team, but there is no doubt that it has failed.

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Nan Jing Yu's pace was slow, but he moved forward firmly.

At first, the speed was slow, but soon, the speed began to increase, and the palm of the hand was holding the hilt of the Nichirin Blades throughout the progress.

At the last moment, Yuna Nanjing raised her head sharply, her lips moved slightly

"Breath of flames. The shape of four, the meandering of Shengyan."

In the next second, with Nan Jingyou as the center, countless sword shadows were cut out, and the vortex-like flames condensed and suddenly erupted in an instant.

Like a blooming spark.

At the same moment, Su Mu also rushed forward.

The goblin and the ghost hunter swooped forward at the same time, the Nichirin Blades intertwined with each other.

The figures of each other are also staggered.

"Crack!"

Su Mu's figure stopped and stood on the spot, but there was a crisp sound from his body, and there was a smooth incision below his chest and abdomen.

The lower half of his body was directly cut in half by Nanjing Yu's most powerful blow.

The whole person fell directly to the ground.

The pain of the waist cut made Su Mu's throat involuntarily make a dull sound, but Su Mu's face was still calm, and the upper part of his body struggled to turn back and look behind him.

A falling head fell to the ground.

The pair of eyes under the head that fell to the ground always stared at him, even though it had lost its vitality, the pair of eyes still seemed to emit fiery red heat.

"Why bother."

Su Mu sighed slightly with complicated eyes. *