"Guan Ye, we can't kill ghosts when we enter the ghost killing team, but we are arranged here to be guards, it's so boring."

Yuro Uehara is dissatisfied with his mission, and he wants to slay demons, not guards.

Guan Ye glanced at him and said in a trembling tone, "Isn't this good?" It's scary to face ghosts, and you've forgotten all those terrible ghosts in the proving ground? I survived by hiding XZ. ”

"And our strength is so poor, it's good to have pillars to deal with ghosts."

"We may live in this world to be a foil for others...... The gap is too big, alas. ”

Yuro Uehara showed a look of contempt and said disdainfully: "Don't be a ghost hunter if you're a coward, what the ghost killing team needs is someone like me, what if it's weak, who doesn't become stronger little by little?" ”

But...... Some people are born strong......

Guan Ye slandered in his heart but did not refute it out loud, he was indeed a little timid, he passed the trial in a daze, and he didn't dare to face the ghost.

It's also boring to be in a hurry this night, and Yuro Uehara wants to change his partner's salted fish idea out loud, but Guan Ye suddenly looks behind him and shouts, "Uehara, get out of the way!" ”

The white hair twisted together like steel wires to form a long whip, and it was drawn towards Uehara's wrist.

However, Kanno suppressed his fear and pushed Yuro Uehara away, preventing him from being injured by the sneak attack, and at the same time, the Hinawa knife was unsheathed in front of him.

However, the long whip formed by the white hair was very powerful, and it rolled up the Nichilun knife and snatched it from Guan Ye's hands, and split a few strands of white hair and wrapped it around Guan Ye's ankle and threw him to the ground, and then threw the Nichiren knife into the dark forest next to him.

The other swordsmen heard the noise and quickly rushed over, standing side by side and looking nervously at the white-haired roots.

The old ghost slowly stepped out of the shadows, opening its fanged mouth.

The ordinary people in the convoy panicked the moment they saw the old ghost: "There are monsters, everyone run." ”

Jing Zhikang also woke up passively, he saw the old ghost, and his breathing suddenly suffocated.

It's this ghost, full of white hair that looks like life, that snatched Ono's father directly and devoured it......

Jing Zhikang took a few deep breaths and shouted, "You don't have to run, we have ghost hunters here, and they will protect us." ”

"It's even more dangerous to run around at night."

Hearing Jing Zhikang's words, the people became a little calmer and ran behind the swordsman one after another.

Yuro Uehara saw Guan Ye lying on the ground spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, and his heart suddenly became angry.

"Wind Breath, One Type, Dust Whirlwind, Slash"

Yuro Uehara took a sharp breath and ran the breath of the wind, feeling the gas fill his entire body, and the wind also surrounded him for his use, and a feeling that could cut everything apart came spontaneously.

The other two swordsmen also immediately used the breathing method, but they were nervous, and the breathing method failed, so they could only follow the back of Yurou Uehara and rush towards the old ghost with a knife.

Yurou Uehara took the lead in moving at high speed and rushed towards the old ghost, and at the same time, a lot of rotating wind blades appeared behind him and cut to the old ghost's body first.

The old ghost retracted the white hair, and then tangled with each other to form a white shield, and the whirling wind blade slashed at the white shield, leaving only a few cracks but not breaking it.

The shield turned back into strands of white hair, and the figure of Yuro Uehara appeared in the eyes of the old ghost, his attack was fast, and the Nichiren knife also carried a whirling and tearing force.

It is foreseeable that if he is slashed by the Nichiren knife, his neck will be torn apart as if he was thrown into a meat grinder.

Yurou Uehara roared angrily: "Chop! ”

However, roaring does not increase output.

Just when he was looking forward to cutting off the old ghost's neck, he suddenly felt a strong pull on his ankle, and the whole person instantly lost his balance, was hung upside down, and his head slammed into the ground.

Yuro Uehara only felt that his mind was blank, and the last cut was self-defeating.

At some point, the old ghost's white hair had already wrapped around Uehara Yurou's ankle, and then the white hair first snatched away his Nikwa sword and threw it into the forest, and then forcefully slammed Uehara Yurou towards the other two swordsmen.

The two swordsmen's vision was blocked by Yurou Uehara's body, and they had to stop to catch Yurou Uehara.

But as soon as they stepped up to Yurou Uehara's body, they looked up and saw large strands of white hair sweeping towards them.

The two swordsmen tried their best to dodge, but they were still snatched by the hair and slashed away.

The crowd in the rear rioted again, and Jing Zhikang was also a little stunned.

Although he couldn't fight, he could also see that the people of the ghost slayer team were quickly defeated......

Jing Zhikang's face was dead: "I hope this ghost is the same as last time, and he doesn't like to kill...... If you just satisfy your appetite, most people still have a chance to survive. ”

The last time he was attacked by the old ghost, he only took a few people, including Ono's father, and didn't do much killing.

After all, the ghost also knows that it is necessary to be sustainable, and if you kill too much and can't eat it all, it is enough to satisfy your appetite.

But in Jing Zhikang's surprised gaze, the old ghost threw a few Japanese wheel knives into the forest, and glanced at the ghost swordsman who was struggling to get up on the ground with a greedy gaze, and his body unconsciously got a little closer.

But as if thinking of something, the old ghost struggled and turned away, turning into a black shadow and jumping into the forest.

Jing Zhikang couldn't help but collapse to the ground, glad that there was no death.

Then he stood up again, looked at the swordsmen with a look of guilt on their faces with relieved eyes, and without any blame or complaint, he helped them to rest.

"Please don't feel guilty, you should be proud, thank you for standing up......"

Although they didn't defeat the ghosts, they eventually stood up and stood in front of all of them.

Those who dare to face evil spirits are very brave, and Jing Zhikang maintains his respect for them, especially when the other party is stronger than himself, this bravery is even more precious.

"Brothers, cheer up, it's best if no one has an accident, get moving, let's get out of here quickly."

The convoy set off again, much faster than before.

When he saw everything in the dark, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the strength of these swordsmen was really poor.

There is only one person who has successfully used the breathing method, and what difference can a person who is not proficient in the breathing method be between a ghost and an ordinary person.

The only one who knows how to breathe is still a stunned young man, and he may also have a sword technique, and he is easily beaten by the old ghost if he doesn't keep his skills......

"I hope that this time you can have a longer memory and some understanding, and you must work harder in the future."

"Those ordinary people are giving their lives to you, and you guys, it's really disappointing......"

The black shadow flashed, and the old ghost walked over with four Nikcha knives, with a reluctant face.

The swordsman of the Ghost Slayer Team, since he provoked it, he could eat it best, and it was much better than eating ordinary people.

Anyway, he can't stay here, and soon someone from the ghost killing team will come to surround and suppress him, and if he doesn't run, he will die.

The old ghost has reason, unlike most ghosts, he spares his life, and he never makes much movement, for fear of summoning the ghost killing team to kill him.

There's no way to provoke him now, but this guy won't let him eat it, and he's so angry.

"The Nichiren knife is for you, can I go?"

Chuanliu picked up a Japanese wheel knife and shook it, and said casually: "Get out, don't be an eyesore." ”

"You ......"

The old ghost clenched his fists and was very angry, and he turned around and prepared to leave.

In the future, I must be bold, eat more people, gain stronger strength, and if I say goodbye to you, I will surely wash away the shame of today.

But he had barely taken two steps when the sound of whistling wind suddenly came from behind.

The old ghost hurriedly wrapped his white hair around his neck to block it, but he only felt a cold neck, and then he saw his headless body in a whirlwind.

And when the river flows, he is wiping the Nichiwa knife in his hand.

It was his blood......