Whether it is the Purgatory Atsuro who killed his body in seconds or the unstoppable young ghost-killing swordsman in the carriage, it makes Nightmare feel very difficult.

Not an opponent of the same level...

Not only do I have no advantage in quantity, I am even far from the other party in terms of strength.

so.

What should I do?

Nightmare is thinking quickly.

The pathological impulse to long for blood and the instinct to survive are constantly intertwined.

Finally, it made up its mind.

When it is broken, it will be broken!

Death in the hands of Lord Wusang is glory and happiness.

Death at the hands of the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer is a shame and a stain!

Awareness of thoughts.

Yan Mengxin made a fuss and gave up his body directly, that is, the cars connected to the front of the car.

‘Click’

The carriage is disconnected from the front of the car.

The Nightmare Train ran so fast.

Purgatory Apricot was stunned at first.

Then he flew out of the car, strode away and chased forward!

‘Tada.’

Body is like lightning.

The shadow is like the wind.

With the blessing of the "ripples", he actually caught up with Nightmare without any effort.

Although Nightmare cannot look back, its perception is particularly keen.

Fuck, Yanzhu is still chasing me!

My thoughts moved slightly, and two scarlet tentacles covered with eyes popped out from the front of the car.

"Your moves are ineffective for me." Purgatory Apricot, wrapped in a golden arc, was like a god descending to earth, "The evil ghost is killed!"

Ripples and speeding·Five shape·Yanhu.

Have you eaten?

If you don’t eat it, I will take a knife!

Purgatory Apricot Shouro stabbed the knife quickly and ruthlessly!

Hit the Nightmare Dream.

His breathing rhythm changed.

"Ripple sprints, two-type, rising to the flames!"

If you don’t decide, you will first rise to the dragon.

Similarly.

If you are determined, you will be defeated!

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The nightmare, who transformed into the front of the car of the "Infinity", was directly split into two.

Fortunately, Purgatory Atsushiro did not cut off his "neck", which was the key hidden in the internal combustion engine.

After three or five breaths, the wriggling flesh and blood filled the gap.

Purgatory Atsushiro frowned slightly, "Do you still want to continue to resist? So what about this move!"

Ripples and speed, three shapes, and everything is full of air flames!

Just now it was bottom-up.

Now it's top-down.

Yan Meng did not dare to take over his sharp edge, and condensed into dozens of scarlet tentacles.

There are countless strange eyeballs on each tentacle.

Looking at those eyes, Purgatory Apricot Suruki was instinctively sleepy.

Yan Meng was overjoyed and said anxiously: "Sleep! Go to bed!"

"How can the evil ghosts be sleepy before they are destroyed?" Purgatory Apricot Laugh and activate the ripple with all their strength.

Nightmare's blood ghost technique suddenly failed.

No oil and salt are added.

Don't eat soft and hard.

This guy is really difficult.

Yan Meng cursed in her heart.

If Lord Wusan gave him some blood, he would not have been forced into such a situation by the enemy.

Having said that, the young swordsman with special earrings that Lord Wusan was looking for should be the one in the car.

pity......

If it weren't for the man opposite, he might have received the award from the Ghost King, and from then on, he would have been on the Ghost Moon!

With his random thoughts, the sword of Purgatory Apricot Shouro was slashed down.

Nightmare screams badly.

But at this moment, a black shadow rushed over like a flying one and kicked the Ridge Knife of Purgatory Apricot.

'Bang!'

The blade collides with the sole.

Four shocks of air waves.

Purgatory Apricot Suzuro looked at the disruptor with a solemn expression.

Just so happened that the disruptor was also staring at him with his orange-yellow eyes.

"The string is...three?" Purgatory Apricot's breathing stagnated.

‘Swish’

People and figures intertwined.

Purgatory Apricot and the "Shangxian Three" are separated and are far away.

"Mr. Akaza!" Yan Meng was very excited, "Are you here to save me? Ah, I am so happy."

Akaza glanced at the locomotive beside her and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Are you?"

Nightmare dreams can't help but get speechless.

Akaza waved her hand and said, "Get out, I'm not interested in the weak."

"Ah... I feel so happy to be scolded by a big shot..." said Nightmare, who has regained his senior morbid nature and is intoxicated by himself.

Opposite, Purgatory Atsushiro held a knife in both hands, and his aura gradually rose, "Your name is Akaza? I am the Demon Slayer Fire Pillar·Purgatory Atsushiro, the man to kill you here."

The Ghost Moon in the String.

This is a rare product!

You should know that the evil ghosts are very cunning.

Not to mention the String Ghost Moon, even the String Ghost Moon is hard to meet these ghost killing captains on weekdays.

Now it's OK.

A guy ranked third all of a sudden.

Purgatory Apricot's breathing rhythm involuntarily accelerated a few points.

‘Sizi’

Golden arcs surged.

Feeling the throbbing breath, Akaza subconsciously narrowed her eyes.

Flame Pillar·Purgatory Apricot...

With such momentum, he should be the strongest in the Demon Killing Team.
To be continued...