There is a gap between the top wind and the top wind.

The ranking of the first string is based on the cruel rule of "transposition and bloody battle", and the order is set.

The strong have a higher status and enjoy more privileges, while the weak bow down to the strong and obey their orders.

There is no doubt that the higher the ranking, the stronger the strength.

And as the third-ranked upper winder, the Zodiac Seat, its terrifying strength is unimaginable to those who have not faced it in person......

"Deadly oppression and chilling ghostly ......"

"That's what it is...... Winding three......"

Seeing the marks in the eyes of the demons in front of him, Kyojuro quickly stepped back, widening the distance between himself and the sudden appearance of the Yakuza Nest.

Looking up, what appeared in front of the prostitute Taro was a peculiar man with short pink hair, golden eyes, pale skin, and countless dark blue tattoos carved all over his body representing sinners.

It was wearing a purple-red shirt, with a rosary hanging on its ankle, and on its outstretched arm, the scar left by the Chiyan Knife slash was rapidly regenerated at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, the scar disappeared without a trace, if it weren't for the slight blood beads left on the arm, Kyojuro even thought that the slash he had just launched was just his own illusion.

"Prostitute Taro, you look so embarrassed, you really lose face...... This time, though, I forgive you! ”

"You've brought me a good opponent......"

Sticking out his tongue and licking the remaining blood beads on his arm, the golden eyes of the Zodiac were excited to the extreme.

"This force ......"

"Bang!"

Before he could finish speaking, a loud noise from the overturned train not far away interrupted it, and the twisted door was slashed open, and Tanjiro, covered in dust, climbed out of it with difficulty.

The death of the nightmare caused the "Blood Demon Technique: Forced Sleep" to collapse naturally, and Tanjiro, who had just escaped from the dream, climbed out of the door with his last strength and slashed the door of the car The first thing he saw was the back of the flaming Haori fluttering in the wind and two blurred figures in the distance.

"Mr. Purgatory!"

"Who are they?"

Raising his head, Tanjiro's eyes widened, trying to see the full picture of the two figures.

Then he saw a pair of golden eyes.

There was no time to be stunned, and at the moment when his eyes just met the Zo Woza, Tanjiro's body fell into instinctive panic and trembling due to the terrifying oppression coming from the other party.

"Winding...... Three?! ”

"Why, it's here......"

The terrifying ghost aura is second only to the ghost king he met in Asakusa among all the ghosts Tanjiro has ever seen.

The next moment, in Tanjiro's sight, the owner of those terrifying eyes disappeared in a huge cloud of smoke.

"Boom!"

There was no time to react, just in an instant, a fist almost half the size of a head appeared less than 20 centimeters in front of his face.

At this moment, Tanjiro's mind went blank.

The physique that has been painstakingly tempered for several years, the water breath sword technique that has been constantly practiced, and even the fire god Kagura, are all like dream bubbles and vulnerable under the gap in strength like a moat.

He didn't even have time to raise the Nichiren knife in his hand, and Tanjiro could only watch weakly as his fist approached him inch by inch.

"Breath of Fire, Type II, Rising Sky!"

At the critical moment, a bottom-up arc of flame slash appeared from Tanjiro's side, splitting the fist in two from the middle.

"Bang!"

The fist that had been cut open stepped on his foot and quickly pulled away.

Raising his head, he faced Kyojuro, who appeared in front of Tanjiro, and raised the severed fist in front of him, and casually shook his forearm in Tanjiro's shocked eyes.

"Click, click!"

The fists that were clinging together healed instantly, and there was not a trace of injury to be seen.

"What a good knife."

There was an excited smile on his face.

"I can't understand why attacking people who are no longer able to fight."

Protecting Tanjiro behind him, Kyojuro looked solemn and shouted.

"Because I think he's going to get in the way of me talking to you."

The smile on his face grew brighter and brighter.

"What do I have to talk to you about? It's the first time I've seen you, but when I see you, I feel disgusted. ”

"Yes, I also hate weak humans the most, and seeing weak people really makes me sick to my stomach!" His eyes were firmly fixed on Kyojuro, who was standing with a knife on the opposite side, and his eyes became more and more excited.

"It seems that I have a completely different standard of value from you." With his footsteps slightly raised, Kyojuro put on an attacking stance.

"Then I'll give you a beautiful offer." He raised his left hand, "Do you want to become a ghost too?" ”

"I can see your strength at a glance." It looked at the flame lines that were wrapped around Xing Shoulang's neck and cheeks, as well as on his right hand: "The fighting qi on your body has been tempered for a long time, and it has tended to be cultivated to the realm of transformation, plus the markings that have disappeared for hundreds of years and are now reappearing, you are the strongest pillar in the contemporary ghost killing team, right?" ”

Regarding the question of the Zodiac Seat, Xing Shou Lang said loudly: "I am Yan Zhu, Purgatory Xing Shou Lang!" ”

"I'm Woza." The short-haired peach-haired devil had a flamboyant smile on his face: "Kyojuro, let me tell you the reason why you can't reach the realm." ”

"Because you're human, you're going to grow old, you're going to die." Yiwoza stretched out his right hand to Xingjurou, with a sincere expression: "Become a ghost, Xingjuro." ”

"In this way, if you cultivate for one or two hundred years, you will become stronger. Even at the pinnacle of martial arts, you don't have no hope of reaching it. ”

Looking at the sincerely invited Yiwoza, Xingjuro's expression was as always, and there was no change: "I refuse!" ”

"There are many things in the world that are beautiful in the short life of human beings, and it is precisely because people will grow old and die that they are worthy of love, more noble, and the so-called powerful is not limited to physical adjectives."

"This young man is not weak, you are not allowed to insult him!"

As he spoke, Kyojuro's eyes were as bright as fire.

Hearing this, Tanjiro, who was lying on the ground, raised his head sharply and looked at the broad back of the flame feather weave in front of him, his eyes flashing with a complicated light.

"No matter how many times you ask, I have a completely different standard of value from you, and I will not choose to be a ghost for any reason"

"Really?"

Hearing Kyojuro's answer, Tsunoza narrowed his eyes, and the expression on his face gradually converged.

In the next moment, it stepped on its feet, and the powerful force instantly trampled the ground into pieces.

At the same time, a deep purple light rose from the foot of the Nest, forming a strange purple pattern in the shape of a snowflake on the ground.

"The technique begins!"

"Sabotage Kill Luo Needle!"

The evil ghost in the center of the formation raised his palm, and his eyes lit up with excitement: "Since you don't want to be a ghost, then, kill you!" ”

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