Time passed one by one, and the sun quietly disappeared into the night.

The cold moon, which radiated a cold light, was already hanging high in the sky.

When the river was leaning on a pine tree, he was half-sitting on the ground, but he slowly stood up and turned his eyes to the Asakusa ghost town in front of him.

Next to him, there were pillars of flame, water, and wind, as well as a group of hundred-person blissful swordsmen and ordinary ghost slayer swordsmen.

Including Tanjiro, they are also among them.

In the afternoon, after destroying Onimai Tsuji's eyeballs, he rested in place until it was almost dark, and everyone had already divided into three teams.

With the strongest of the river and other times as the sharp sword, all the other pillars and swordsmen were distributed on both wings to cover and break through to Asakusa Castle.

No bells and whistles, very simple and practical tactics.

At such times, power becomes fundamental to determining the final outcome.

Feeling the aura of the ghost getting stronger and stronger, he turned around, looked at the pair of eyes in front of him, and the solemn face, and said loudly: "Everyone, the enemy is ahead. ”

"Tonight is destined to be a night full of bloody death, the dead, the one who fell to the ground, it could be you, it could be me, or all of us, but it is also possible that those ghosts will completely disappear from our world after tonight."

"Our descendants, our descendants, will live one, and they will be able to go out at night with peace of mind, without fear of the evil spirits in the dark, and without having to suffer the same life and death as we do."

"People of the future, just laughter is enough."

"These pains, sorrows, despairs, darkness .... All that we carry will be cut off this night! ”

Swish!

The wings, which shone like the sun, suddenly broke open and rose high.

"Cut it all!"

When the river flowed, his body bent, his wings shook, and he flew low in the air, heading straight for Asakusa Castle.

"Cut it all!"

The swordsmen shouted in response.

A hundred python-like breath practiced, circulating in their mouths and noses.

Crash Crash Crash .....

The earth trembled slightly, and countless dust was shaken up and fell.

All the swordsmen, all of them were running the breathing method, and they were engrossed in rushing along with the river, forming a light earthquake-like shaking of the ground.

"Thunder kill!"

When the river flows, the five fingers are opened, and the blue thunder light is conceived in it, and then it explodes.

In an instant, the closed gate of Asakusa Castle in front of him was blasted into a cloud of sawdust by the surging thunder snake, and it hit all around.

() () Immediately behind the river, less than ten meters away, a flame, a strong wind, and a torrent followed.

They are the Flame Pillar Purgatory Kyojuro who has awakened the three attributes of the Blood Ghost Technique, the Wind Pillar Immortal Kawa Minoru, and the Water Pillar Tomioka Yoshiyong.

At this moment, the three of them have become the strongest three in the ghost killing team, and Tomioka Yoshiyong, who comprehended the mystery of his breathing method and was the first to awaken the sword, is slightly stronger than the other two, and has the qualifications to become the leader of this generation.

That time, it was also the life and flow that Tomioka Yoshiyo had accumulated dozens of times, and he killed Onimai Tsuji with a single sword.

And with the help of Tomioka's description at the beginning, the rest of the pillars also have some feelings about how to open the sword, but it has not been officially opened yet.

The same is true for markings, at the time of life and death, the blood boiling and accelerating the flow of the body, and the heartbeat exceeds the usual several times, there is a chance to enter the markings mode, so that the body's ability in all aspects is greatly improved.

However, these are only possible in real battles.

Whether they can really open the Hedao markings, they are not too sure.

At the moment when the river broke in.

What caught his eye was the familiar streets of Asakusa, and a pair of red oni trees.

Hideous fangs, blue-black ghost stripes, crazy looks....... Flooded with the view of the river.

Countless ghosts are already waiting for them here.

Their bodies trembled slightly, and their red eyes lost their minds at the first sight, and they only craved for flesh and blood.

If it weren't for the seemingly invisible order that restrained them, they would have rushed out of Asakusa Castle at the moment when the sun had just disappeared and took the initiative to attack the swordsmen outside the city.

Seeing this kind of scene, Chuan Liushi's heart moved and he guessed the reason.

Ghost Dance Tsuji is not miserable.,Eliminate all ghosts except for the strength of Ghost Moon.,Erase your memory.,Only the physical instinct of a newborn ghost remains.,That is, the crazy desire for human flesh and blood.。。。

That way, even in the face of a swordsman who can kill them, it won't cause any flinching.

You must know that many ghosts are actually afraid of death and war, erasing their memories to prevent this from happening.

Roar!

The invisible restraint disappears the moment the gate is broken during the river.

Deafening and cruel roars rang out one after another.

Under the moonlight, black shadows flickered.

The ghosts smelled so much and pure blood, and they all fell into madness, scrambling to kill the swordsman array one by one.

When the river is parallel to the ground, it flies at a low altitude, and it doesn't care about these low-level ghosts.

His six pure white wings were like six blades that emitted the flames of the sun, and all the ghosts that approached were mercilessly shattered, and then turned into a smear of ashes pouring into his body to replenish his consumption.

"Quantity? Meaningless in front of me. ”

When he has the ability to devour ghosts, he is not afraid of such a situation.

However, the low-level ghost can no longer bring him any improvement, only allow him to replenish his own consumption, and if he is surrounded by these things, the long-term battle will not consume his physical strength and will also make his spirit in a state of tension all the time, the body will not be tired, but the spirit will be tired.

At that time, in the face of the existence of Onimai Tsuji no miserable, there will be no chance of victory, and Ghost Dance Tsuji is not the kind of guy who will fight alone.

Therefore, it is necessary to bring the swordsmen with them, they can share a lot of pressure.

Behind him, the pillar-level existence dealt with low-level ghosts, and the same was true.

Every time they swung their knives, they were able to kill a large area of ghosts, and the surrounding ghosts fell like wheat harvesting.

But most of them have conserved their physical strength, and it is not necessary to not shoot at all, leaving the ghost to the rest of the swordsmen.

And the number of ghosts was too much, and after surrounding the team of 100 people at this time, there were also many swordsmen who killed outside the pillar level.

This 100-person sharp knife team is composed of Grade A swordsmen at the least, and it concentrates the strongest among the swordsmen.

And the first-class swordsman is proficient in breathing, can use all concentrated bursts, can skillfully use the existence of all sword types, can fight with the lower quarter moon, and is also crushing ordinary ghosts.

Therefore, at the beginning of the contact, the team led by the river did not produce any casualties, and it was like a meat grinder, strangling all the ghosts who wanted to approach.

The ground was already covered with a layer of blood.

However, the swordsman's footsteps were also held back and he was unable to move forward.

It is foreseeable that after a long time, the swordsmen's physical strength will not be so easy.

Therefore, they need support.

Collapse!

The walls of Asakusa Castle burst into flames, and on both sides of the Sharp Knife Team, more than 2,000 swordsmen led by the rest of the pillars appeared, showing a protective posture and slamming into the battlefield.

They were covering the advance of the river, diverting the stream against the ghosts that were pouring in like a tidal wave.

The quality of the two teams on the flanks was not as high as that led by the river, and it only took a few seconds for the contact to occur, and the swordsmen below the first rank began to suffer casualties in the face of crazy ghosts.