Uesugi Kiyoshi opened his eyes.

The sky was eeriely purple-black, and the sun glowed blood-red.

The mountain in front of him is majestic, but it reveals a gloomy feeling, and even the red flowers and green trees on the mountain seem a little gloomy.

The wind howled, stirring the leaves and grass and making a somewhat disturbing rustling sound.

Clenching his sword, Uesugi Kiyoshi took a deep breath.

His mood fluctuated a little, and he could feel that he had just felt something unusually angry.

Even he didn't know where this anger came from.

Now, he thought about it carefully, and roughly understood where the anger just now came from.

He has killed people and killed ghosts, and he doesn't really feel much about the death of human life.

Uesugi Kiyoshi is not a good person who sacrifices himself.

What he was angry about was the fact that "the ghosts and gods slaughtered humans like animals at will".

Because of a sacrificial ceremony, hundreds of people died, and Uesugi Kiyoshi did not agree with this kind of thing.

If these people had died in an accident, in the revenge of their enemies, in hunger and cold, in disease and war, he might not have had such a big reaction.

But died at the hands of ghosts and gods... He couldn't get used to it.

If you can't get used to it, you have to take care of it.

This belief, like innate, is engraved in his blood and bones, ghosts and gods kill people, he kills ghosts, there is nothing to say.

What's more, he also has a reason why he has to face the drunken boy... He was very interested in the "capture" of demon spirits in the Hundred Ghost Picture Scroll, you know, when the Ibaraki Boy appeared, this picture scroll did not react at all.

The wine swallowing boy seems to be different.

Uesugi Qing clenched the sword in his hand, and there was no wave on his face, and he slowly stepped out of the footsteps towards the great rivers and mountains.

Except for this mountain, it was all desolate, and there was no other goal.

No sooner had he taken a step than a dull thunderous sound sounded in his heart.

"Heh... How dare you come..."

"The little ghost who spoiled me, I want to run now, but it's too late."

"There's only one way to get out of here."

"That's... Kill me! ”

"I'm waiting for you at the top of the mountain, if you have a life, I'll have a good time with you!"

The voice of the drunken swallowing boy flashed away, and in front of the boundary monument of the great rivers and mountains in front of him, a figure appeared out of thin air, letting out a somewhat angry roar.

Zi's white hair is high, his red horns are soaring to the sky, his golden demon eyes are breathtaking, his armor is draped on his body, and there is a formidable demon momentum in his roar.

Countless infernal flames swirled behind him, as if commanded by his arm.

The ghost king of the great rivers and mountains - Ibaraki Boy.

His right arm was severed at the root - it was Uesugi Kiyoshi's masterpiece, and the consequence was that he looked at Uesugi Kiyoshi's golden eyes with monstrous anger and murderous intent.

"Ghost Cut, you guy... Did he betray us again? ”

"It's... It's the second time! ”

"I'm going to kill you!"

With angry words, Ibaraki Boy's remaining left hand suddenly pinched.

After a mountain shook, the ground under Uesugi Kiyoshi's feet was torn apart, and countless black flames turned into a giant hand, which came out of the ground and reached for Uesugi Kiyoshi's figure, trying in vain to pinch him into meat sauce.

In a flash, he flew backwards, and the purple mang of "Ghost Cut" quietly jumped on the sword body, and while jumping back, Uesugi Kiyoshi ran through his arm, and a sword slashed out, colliding with the hand of hell, stirring up smoke and dust in the sky.

The smoke and dust dissipated, Uesugi Kiyoshi was unharmed, with a sword and a chest, staring at the figure of the Ibaraki boy with some vigilance, his expression a little solemn.

Because, behind the white-haired and red-horned monster, countless ghosts were ready to move, all of them were tall, with horns on their heads, rough animal skins on their bodies, muscles all over their bodies were like steel, and there was naked malice in their eyes.

The entire country seemed to come to life, and the figures of the ghost clan continued to pour out, turning into tigers blocking the way.

Dajiangshan is not a dream mirror world of the wine swallowing boy.

It is the dream mirror ensemble of the entire ghost clan of the Great Rivers and Mountains - they are attached to the command of the wine swallowing boy, forming an array, one is prosperous, and the other is lost.

The current Uesugi Qing can be said to have really entered the Longtan Tiger's Den.

He frowned slightly, although he was not frightened, the situation was indeed not good.

The current Uesugi Kiyoshi, with all the means available, has a canujin scroll that can kill and injure ghosts and gods, and also has the means to recover from injuries and even resurrect from the dead.

One-on-one heads-up, he has extremely strong destructive power, even in the face of the ghost king drunk, he dares to swing his sword to fight.

But his disadvantage is that he doesn't have much battery life.

After lighting up the Dog God Scroll, he can use the mirage to recover from his injuries, but the mirage cannot replenish his physical strength in time, although his physical fitness is much beyond ordinary people, he will be tired, he will be tired, and he will not be able to swing the sword.

This kind of crowd tactic is really a trouble.

“...”

"Rush to the top of the mountain and behead it? No... No, the drunken boy is not an opponent that can be easily solved. ”

"But if you kill it like this... Not to mention the obviously majestic Ibaraki, even those little ghosts, it took me a lot of work to kill. ”

"Damn, there are too many people, and I don't have the means to attack in a wide area..."

Uesugi Kiyoshi clearly identified his shortcomings, but now is not the time to think about it.

"Hey, I'm still a little impulsive, but... I can't take care of that much! ”

Uesugi Kiyoshi bowed up, staring at the real body of the arrogant Ibaraki boy, and a bloodthirsty smile unconsciously appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"I'm not a ghost, but... I am the one who slays you! ”

His words dissipated faintly in the air, and the soles of his feet exerted force, and the whole person galloped out like an arrow off the string, and the purple sword in his hand slashed towards the head of the Ibaraki boy.

People are thirsting for blood, and knives are thirsting for throats.

The smile on the face of the Ibaraki boy was equally hideous.

"Kid, this isn't outside..."

"This is our home turf!"

With a casual wave of his remaining ghost hand, a storm of purple flames swept towards Uesugi Kiyoshi.

Uesugi Kiyoshi was not sure of splitting the Flame Storm, and he didn't want to use the Baiwen card here, because he wanted to keep the ghost fire for the ghost king to swallow.

As he hesitated to dodge, a somewhat familiar chuckle rang out out of thin air.

The sword-shaped badge on his chest shone brightly.

It's like a beacon of pilotage, guiding the route.

The jade-colored cane made intimate contact with the ground, and a Rashomon Gate rose from the ground, blocking the flame storm.

Uesugi Kiyoshi then turned his head and saw someone who wasn't supposed to be here.

The drunken boy should not have "invited" them.

But here they were.

"Your Excellency Ibaraki, what do you want to do to our general?"

"The ghost clan of the great rivers and mountains will only win by numbers? It's a shame. ”

Akutagawa Ryunosuke walked forward, facing the military strength of the Oni Clan, and there was no panic on his face.

Behind him, there were also Li Fuyao and Ye San, who also had relaxed expressions.

"Uesugi-kun, go do what you want, since you've joined us, the Collectibles Association is your back!"

"I'll leave these little minions to me."