"Good...... It's so strong...... Is this the highest level of the two heavens? ”

Seeing this amazing sword of Abeji, a drop of cold sweat slipped from Kengo Yamada's forehead.

If you face this sword yourself, I'm afraid it will ......

After using this move, Abeji seemed to be a little exhausted, and one stood unsteadily, and fell to the ground on his knees with a sword in one hand.

"Are you alright?"

Kengo Yamada hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

"This move is too spiritually draining, with my current strength, I can only use this one ...... in a short time"

Abeji's lips were black, and he looked at his arm with a wry smile.

At this moment, his entire sleeve had exploded into strips of cloth, revealing his blood-stained, twisted right arm.

I'm afraid it's not just a fracture.

"Let's go, let's go and meet Mr. Shimoto and them first, and then talk about ......"

Kengo Yamada hurriedly tore off the hem of his jacket and wrapped his arms around him to fix them.

With all that done, the two turned around and headed for the bottom of the gates of hell.

"Wait...... This...... Hmmm......"

In the air, a stench that was thicker than before, unique to the wraith, began to drift with the wind, irritating his sharp nasal passages.

Even the ground was shaking slightly for some reason.

The two of them slowly raised their heads, only to see several black shadows that had just gushed out of the gates of hell, no longer scattered, but gathered together, falling straight from the air in their direction.

It seems that the battle just now was too loud and attracted the attention of certain beings.

"Uh-huh...... No, there's no end to it!! ”

"Find a way to retreat separately, with your speed, you may be able to ......"

Looking at the resentful spirits gathered above their heads, far more numerous than before, Kengo Yamada and Abeji showed desperate eyes at the same time.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Just when the two were in a dilemma, the roar of a motorcycle was faintly heard not far away.

With his keen hearing, Kengo Yamada couldn't help but turn even paler when he heard this somewhat familiar voice for some reason.

In this area full of resentment, all the energy of the yang world has been cut off, how can the locomotive still start.

“…… Could it be that there are still the ghosts of the rampant clan? ”

This voice couldn't help but remind him of the headless horseman who snatched people's heads on Hajuna Mountain.

Even at his current speed, in the face of such an existence, I am afraid there is no way to escape.

"Be careful!"

Before he could think about it, the converging spirits above his head had already rushed down hungrily.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

At the same time, the sound of the locomotive's exhaust was getting closer and closer.

"Fight with these guys!!"

Just as the two of them were holding weapons and were overwhelmed by the figure of the resentful spirit in a desperate fight......

A black-and-white locomotive burst out of the rage and sped across the street beside the two.

Two giant black arms burning with unknown runes stretched out from the rider's body like black wings, and quickly swung in the direction of the two of them as they passed.

It seems that due to the absorption of too much resentment, the size of the pair of black arms has doubled compared to before.

In the face of this terrifying giant fist, the two of them and the resentful spirits around them froze as if they had pressed the pause button.

The nitrogen headlights that flickered at high speed illuminated the distorted and hideous expressions of the two people who were entangled in the resentful spirits and fought desperately with several resentful spirits.

"Tooth ...... White tooth ......"

"Weird? Ghosts? No...... This is even more terrible than the ghosts......"

Facing the black giant fist that suddenly appeared in front of them with an irresistible aura, the two people who "made matters worse" seemed to be as small and powerless as facing a meteorite falling from the sky......

Compared to this giant fist, the pressure brought by the flat gate of the ghost and god body at the beginning was not even comparable to a single cold hair.

The terrifying giant fists, which made people unable to resist at all, passed through the two of them like a violent wind, and then quickly retracted them.

It seems that the wind is light into the hoof, and the cherry blossoms fall under the tree, without bringing the slightest wave.

"Huh? I...... I'm not dead? ”

When the two of them recovered from the suffocating fist wind, a crystal drizzle was already falling around them.

In the vacuum area created by the silent and fierce fist wind, nearly a hundred resentful spirits fluttered down from the air like rain, turning into pure white spirits flying in the sky and clasping their hands, slowly falling into the streets and alleys beside the two of Abeji.

"Woohoo! Hair...... What happened to Fafa?! ”

"It's ...... Buddhahood. ”

The two of them, covered in bruises, watched in amazement at the locomotive that was speeding past not far away, sweeping away the resentment around them like a gust of wind.

The vermilion torii gates are only now in full bloom from the road behind them.

The street lamps on both sides flickered and restored their light, illuminating the two people who were standing in place.

"Little ...... Little Bird Swim Real Bow? ”

Looking at the shrine maiden sitting in the back seat of the distant locomotive as if she had come out for a ride at night, and seemed to be nodding to herself, Abeji couldn't help but rub her eyes.

"War, Sengoku Samurai...... There is also this strong male (wine) and human (refined) flavor that cannot be dissolved...... Isn't the one who rides the bicycle ......?"

Kengo Yamada, who was in the rear, moved his nose slightly, and instantly recognized the Yamaha XJR4000 that he was too familiar with to be familiar with, as well as the rider on the bike.

"It turns out that Araki's predecessors have been hiding deeply, silently guarding me in the rear, spurring me, and I can't help but ...... until the critical moment"

I don't know what kind of touching men's sad song the world and the back of each other are made up, and tears instantly filled Kengo Yamada's eyes.

"Sosuke Araki?! It turns out that you are ......"

Hearing Kengo Yamada's words, he struggled to identify the rider's back, and Abeji's tired eyes lit up again.

“…… Ghost Face Rider! ”

This situation and this scene can't help but remind him of the resentful spirit of the anglerfish that laboriously "combined" their fins to become a Buddha on the roadside of Ikebukuro Park.

"What kind of existence does that guy have in his body......"

Recently, he has achieved a small success in cultivating the first-class "Five Wheel Book" for two days, and he thinks that his strength is no longer lagging behind.

However, the terrifying existence in the other party's body was just a random punch, and both the power and realm were far more than the sword that squeezed the spiritual power of his whole body......

It seems that his cultivation path is still very long.

"Whew...... Whew......"

Just as the two of them were immersed in the complicated thoughts of resurrection from the dead, the air around them began to surge rapidly.

The wind is blowing.

"Look...... What's that......"

Standing on the inside of the only torii gate that kept the light, Kengo Yamada pointed into the distance, and suddenly showed a look of despair.

"Is this really still the world?"

I don't know when, around Taito District, there were several black tornadoes that rose into the sky.

Everywhere they passed, countless buildings were directly destroyed by the fierce wind, turning into debris and merging into the tornado.

The tornadoes continued to absorb the resentment pouring out of the gates of hell and the things around them, growing thicker and thicker.

Those desperate black tornadoes, like life, slowly moved on the edge of Taito District, mercilessly leveling everything they went, while frantically impacting the formation light curtain on the edge.

"It's not good, the master said that if the 'Tokyo Three Formations' are broken, the whole of Tokyo will be in danger......"

"No wonder, Sousuke Araki and Kotori are in such a hurry to get over...... This tornado is too strange to sit still, we must go to their aid! ”

Recovering from this apocalyptic scene and suddenly thinking of something terrible, Abeji and Kengo Yamada ran in the direction of Sousuke Araki's departure, holding on to their scarred bodies.

If you can't close the gates of hell in the night sky before the formation collapses......

I am afraid that before dawn, the whole of Tokyo will be reduced to a real purgatory on earth.