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This extremely brutal and decisive gesture made the tone of the sound column fuse.

Not because the opponent’s combat effectiveness skyrocketed, but because of the opponent’s purpose.

What is the reason that the ghost with the sixth winding in its eye is so crazy?

Even if the prostitute Taro was stronger, Kasumi Tokitouichiro had the ability to stop him.

This young man was the bloodline of the family where Jiguoyuanyi, the Breathing Swordsman of the Sun, was located four hundred years ago.

He didn't have the unique god-level talent of Ji Guoyuan, but he also awakened some incredible abilities.

Only holding the knife for two months, he became the strongest pillar in the ghost killing team.

This is the only strong person who can be compared with Xing Ming on the Rock Pillars, and is an undefeated monster challenged by all pillars.

The whore Taro roared and struck out two slashes again, and then wasted an opportunity to damage the sound column, and Shengsheng took a step forward again!

At this time, there were seven blood-colored footprints behind him from entering Jiyuan Flower Street to here.

In just seven steps, God knows how many attacks he has experienced.

If it weren't for the seven steps he took, he would have a chance to injure Yusui Tianyuan in a flexible battle, and he would not suffer such severe injuries.

So after Usui Tianyuan pondered for a moment, he grabbed Wuichiro who wanted to continue fighting.

At the moment when the interception stopped, the prostitute Taro frantically crossed hundreds of meters and rushed directly into a flowered building.

"Do you want to let him go."

Wu Yilang asked this senior in doubt.

Yinzhu Yuzhan Tianyuan retracted his double-edged blades to his back, and then said lightly to Wuichiro.

"Wuichiro, although you are already a mature pillar, you are still lacking in some aspects."

"I can feel how powerful this guy is. Frankly speaking, without a monster like you, I personally wouldn't be able to stop him.

"But this guy chose the stupidest way of fighting."

"After all, what makes this ghost so crazy, even if you are fighting for the threat of injury or death, you have to go one step further."

Hearing Yusui Tianyuan's analysis, Shitou Wuichiro's expressionless expression changed suddenly.

The two looked at each other, and at the same time saw a name in each other's eyes--

Ghost dance has never been miserable!

Only Gui Wulan’s command from Wu Miu was able to make a wounded ghost make such an unwise move.

More than four hundred years after the death of National Unity, it was the first time that the ghost killing team and Guiwu Guowu Mian had such a close distance. Yusui Tianyuan and Tokiwuichiro rushed out towards the flowered building without hesitation.

In the flower house, the prostitute Taro directly smashed several walls, then smashed the ceiling with a punch and jumped into the room of Fallen Ji on the second floor.

A large amount of smoke and dust filled the house, obscuring the sight but could not hide the breath.

The prostitute Taro noticed the miserable situation of Fallen Ji for the first time, and for a while, he was a little bit shattered.

"Sister! How are you?!"

Fallen Ji's tears kept streaming out of her eye sockets, and the broken mandible made her difficult to open and close, and finally she could barely say a word in the arms of the whore Taro.

"Idiot, run away!"

When the word escape was spoken, Taro whore's pupils shrank, and saw that the palms of Tang Ji's sharp nails were pierced into his neck.

The bright red blood rushed out of the wound like oil in a hot pot.

He let go of Fallen Ji and backed up a few steps, and then saw his sister, Fallen Ji, who was standing up like a puppet with broken bones all over the body.

While enclosing his bloody wound, the whore Taro's eyes were red and saw the figure sitting behind his sister in the smoke.

It seemed to be the supreme Lord Wu miserable who dominated all the ghosts.

But the danger of its breath far surpassed Wu Mi. He was a young man with a smile on his face. He was dressed in gorgeous black and full, and his eyes were endless mystery and profoundness.

He sat on that chair and looked over, and Fallen Ji was right next to him, like a loyal servant.

The prostitute Taro recognized, this man is undoubtedly the master of this territory!

The target they want to kill!

For a while, I felt a little bit cold all over, and the cold air rushed from the soles of the feet to the Tianling Gai.

Fallen Ji had been controlled by the opponent in a way he couldn't understand.

He didn't have any extra words. He just glanced at the extremely painful Fallen Ji, then opened the twin sickles and rushed out without hesitation, leaving the strongest blow to this man.

Ask for flowers

The double sickle turned into a blood-red color, and the poison of the blood sickle was extremely thick on it, and the air in contact with it made a faint sound.

Soon there was an unpleasant pungent breath in the air, and even Fallen Ji who smelled this breath felt dizzy.

But just as the prostitute Taro took a step, he saw the man sitting in the chair, and his eyes slowly changed to the color of gilt and red lava.

"Yu--!"

The thick liquid slowly turning, and the grandiose color, is like the gaze of the supreme god.

Waves of powerful mental shocks scraped through the prostitute Taro's spirit layer by layer like Gu Sha.

Everything around seemed to disappear, and the prostitute Taro felt that he had reached a huge dark space, and he raised his head in a trance, and saw the ancient giant god like a mountain!

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As a result, the ever-forward Scarlet Zhenblade was suddenly in the air, even if it roared, it was difficult to cut it down.

It was the instinct of fear that controlled him.

"A ghost is also a kind of life."

Looking at the prostitute Taro with an angry look on his face, he said without delay.

Instead, "because it is a ghost, the instinct is extraordinarily powerful.

"A huge sense of fear controls the body, and I want to do it no matter what-but I can't move because of fear."

Well released his spirit with all his strength, and with Conqueror's Haki, he couldn't make the whore Taro coma, but fortunately he was still shocked.

This fully shows that even if it is a ghost, there is fear.

Facing the real king, there is no fearless existence and no real threat.

At this time, two figures jumped up from the big hole that was smashed, it was the selling column and the sound column.

When they first saw the scene in the room, they were stunned.

A ghost like a cult tattered living doll girl, strangely fixed in place to maintain a rushing posture, as if time has stopped. The sixth winding.

And the man sitting in that seat exuding a terrible ghost like never before.

The man waved his hand towards the air, and the next tangible white line penetrated the prostitute Taro's body and nailed him to the wall completely. corpse

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