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Song Shijing looked at the man in front of her, different from the other party's cold gaze and elegant smile, her expression was not only painful, but also a little incredulous.

Remember the garden under the flower tree......

'Mom, what is a demon slayer?' ’

'Demon slayers, they are strong people who protect ordinary people, and they are all good people. ’

'Then I'm going to be a demon slayer from now on!' Protect Mom! ’

The voice in her memory drifted away, and she just remembered the fragment of the first time she said that she wanted to become a demon slayer.

The man in front of him is obviously a demon slayer, why did he make a move on himself......

After the gunshot, which was obviously intended to kill him, the other man raised his left hand at him; In the middle of the palm wrapped in leather gloves, tadpole-like purple beams of light were rapidly converging.

Obviously, the thunder dragon she released just now was only the level of power that made ordinary people unconscious...... That's why I was easily resisted by the other party.

The man asked coldly, "How do you want to die?" ”

Raising his hand and pushing forward, the purple ball of light suddenly expanded, shooting out a purple beam with a diameter of half a meter at Song Shijing!

Enduring the pain, Song Shijing's reaction was quite timely, the spirit sword in her hand was erected, and her left hand was against the tip of the sword, blocking in front of her.

The spirit sword held up a light film, like a round shield. Purple beams of light slammed into the round shield, sputtering in all directions...... And Song Shijing, who was originally kneeling there, was pushed backwards little by little.

The beam lasted for five seconds and then dissipated. Before she could catch her breath, purple streamers appeared outside the leather gloves of the man in the long-haired tuxedo.

You can't always be passive, so you won't be able to support it very quickly.

"Is the spiritual power weaker than me?" The smile on the corner of the man's mouth became brighter and brighter, his hands were raised at the same time, and five or six purple balls of light gradually formed and began to revolve around him.

The barrier that distorted the surrounding light also echoed with these balls of light.

Song Shijing lowered her head and spit out the blood in her mouth, raised her hand to wipe the corners of her mouth, the dust she made had fallen to the ground, and this barrier with a diameter of dozens of meters seemed to have been controlled by the man in front of her.

The man playing with the ball opened his five fingers at Song Shijing, and three purple balls of light roared out and smashed into her like meteors.

Song Shijing jumped up quickly and moved sideways to avoid the ball of light; The spirit sword in his hand slashed forward, and several small bolts of lightning slashed towards the opponent from mid-air.

Purple light flickered, and the other party just stood there, and the lightning couldn't break through the opponent's light mask defense. And the man playing with the ball raised his hand slightly, his fingertips beating.

When Song Shijing found that she didn't know when, she had been surrounded by three purple balls of light...... Late!

"Die, in the name of resurrection."

The man playing with the ball shrank his five fingers, and the three balls of light around Song Shijing's body attacked at the same time, hitting her chest and back fiercely.

The already thin body slowly fell, the windbreaker on his body showed scorched black marks, and his face was even pale......

"It's so weak, I have such a strong spiritual power, but I don't know how to use it."

The man stepped forward with his hands behind his back and easily tackled the target, leaving him feeling a little bored.

Five balls of light swirled on Song Shijing's back, and she was lying there, the spirit sword fell to the ground, flashing with a faint red light, and it seemed that it was about to dissipate soon......

"Ahem! Damn ......"

"You know, newcomer. The most beautiful flame in the world should be the fire of revenge, with incomparable pleasure and satisfaction," the man's expression was a little obsessive, "As for the emptiness after revenge, it is also so fascinating." ”

He looked at Song Shijing lying on the ground, the trench coat covering the curves of her body, but there was still a kind of seductive charm.

"It's a pity, who asked you to kill the members of our resurrection...... Let's end it! ”

The hands behind the man's back clenched into fists, and five purple balls of light smashed down the ground!

Disheveled!

Smoke and dust!

The ball of light seemed to have smashed a plaster statue, and the figure on the ground disappeared directly in the gray dust, only a pair of sunglasses and a yellow paper talisman were swallowed by the purple ball of light!

The man playing with the ball immediately noticed a spiritual power fluctuation coming from behind, and suddenly turned around, and he was greeted by an electric dragon that slashed from mid-air!

Song Shijing's spiritual power is good at inducing thunder and lightning, and this time, this man who has a lot of nonsense failed to defend in time.

The speed of the electric lightning thunder dragon was extremely fast, and the teeth and claws were dancing, and arcs of electricity appeared in the air. The purple ball of light rushed forward one after another, but it was still too late!

Song Shijing, who was holding the Demon Slaying Sword, ran again, without the cover of sunglasses, her beautiful face was slightly painful, and her eyes were cold.

This way to save her life is another reason why she has been wearing sunglasses.

At this critical time, it worked wonders!

Sword Dance! Talismans were drawn around her!

If it weren't for the thunder light that devoured the man's figure, her figure would have been amazing.

There was a bloodshot wound around the wrist of his right hand, which looked like the roots of the Demon Slayer Sword; The index finger in his left hand merged into a sword finger, and on the sword body of the Demon Slayer Sword, it was drawn from the bottom to the end!

Bloodstains flicker!

Song Shijing raised her sword and rushed forward, and her figure rushed towards the arc of lightning that was about to disappear.

The man who stood there was scarred and scarred, and all the purple balls of light around him were shattered.

He glared angrily at Song Shijing, who rushed three meters away, but the paralysis of the thunder and lightning made him completely unable to move...... If you were an ordinary person, such a strong current would have passed through your body, and you would have died a long time ago.

The man barely raised his hand, and purple light barely appeared in his palm.

Song Shijing's body jumped up low, her long hair fluttering, and the blood stains with complex talismans slashed downward!

Chop!

The purple light was engulfed by the talisman, and the demon slaying sword pierced the man's shoulder, and blood dripped.

The man stood with his head bowed, his figure swaying, and he muttered, "Why, why...... Don't pierce my heart......"

"Demon Slayer," Song Shijing held the sword in her right hand, covering her right shoulder with her left hand, her voice was intermittent and a little weak, "It should be used to ...... Demon Slayer's ...... Why kill ......"

"Really?"

The man with his head bowed suddenly raised his head, his eyes bulging outward, and his face was hideous.

Song Shijing was taken aback, she wanted to withdraw it, but found that her spirit sword couldn't be pulled out at all...... Under the man's penetrated shoulder, the hand gripped the sword tightly, and blood was spurting!

"So ......"

The leather gloves were raised, and the purple ball of light formed, which was pushed by the hand and smashed into Song Shijing's face! At this distance, you can't dodge at all!

"It's you who died!"

The moment the purple ball of light smashed into herself, the world seemed to lose its color, and she could only spew out the spiritual power of her body through this protective windbreaker.

At that moment, there was only confusion in her eyes.

He obviously let this person go, and he still killed himself so crazy......

Why......

Aren't all demon slayers supposed to be ...... Protect others......

Between people, demon slayers and demon slayers, why fight to the death?

The purple ball of light enlarged in front of her eyes, and Song Shijing could only have time to raise her right hand and stop her arm in front of her.

Rumble! It was the explosion of a ball of light, and the distorted barrier seemed to slowly dissipate, filling a corner of the park with smoke and dust.

Song Shijing lay on the border of smoke and dust, looking at the half-ink and half-yellow sky at dusk, and those white clouds were dyed the color of blood.

Dead? Are you dead......

Why is it so different from what I thought......

The Demon Slayer is not for ......

Are you too naïve? Is it just so naïve to die? Although he was still conscious, his body was completely unable to move, he could not feel his body, and he could not feel the pain.

With tears streaming from her eyes, she lay there looking at the sky, and in the afterglow of her eyes, she saw the man who was staggering towards this side in the fluttering smoke.

The shawl's long hair was stained with blood, his tuxedo was mostly ruined, he had a dark red wooden arrow stuck in his shoulder, and the palm of his left hand was purple and light extinguished.

"Hehehe......"

His swaying body condensed the last decisive strength.

"What's that? Is it merciful? Is the kindness of the weak? Hahaha! No! Teasing me, okay! ”

Five meters, three meters......

Song Shijing's left arm was unnaturally twisted, which should have been dislocated; Her right hand was trembling slightly, and as soon as her body regained consciousness, it was a sharp pain that made her almost faint.

"What's the use of being spiritually strong?" Two meters apart, the man had already announced Song Shijing's death.

This is a lesson bought with life......

Who do you think of at the last moment? Only my mother, I don't have any friends, only my mother is to herself.

In the dim sky, a somewhat lazy back appeared, and he raised his hand to wave to himself......

It's him, how do you think of him?

The man staggered to Song Shijing, and although the purple ball of light in his left hand was only the size of a ping-pong ball, it was enough.

"The one who survives is the strongest! Ha, haha, hahahaha! It's time for you to hit the road! ”

Song Shijing closed her eyes tightly, but the man's cruel laughter stopped abruptly, and her movements paused there.

Because there was a voice from the side: "That, excuse me, is the bento set by your crew?" ”

'Is it not enough to remember his figure, but also to hear his voice?' I've only known each other for such a short time......

The man with long hair in a shawl and playing with balls turned his head and shouted, "Get out!" ”

Song Shijing seemed to wake up from a dream, and opened her eyes to look at the past.

The boy with the apron, carrying a white plastic bag full of bento boxes, looked calmly.

"Let's go...... Let's go! ”

She had lost control of her body, but suddenly cried and cried out.