"So dangerous, so dangerous, it's worthy of being a pillar. As expected, every pillar cannot be underestimated!"

Butterfly Ninja obviously couldn't even slash his neck, but he thought he could kill him, but he didn't expect to die in an instant.

He is a ghost, and he was poisoned to death. If he hadn't felt it personally, he would have suspected that this was a fantasy.

The ghost warrior was very afraid. Fortunately, Lord Wusan valued him very much and gave him enough blood to achieve the transformation between his true body and his clone.

Otherwise, he might have been poisoned to death by the butterfly endorsement.

"Wait, what's going on with this sudden memory?"

The ghost warrior covered his eyes and felt his mind explode.

A picture that made him unforgettable appeared in the mind of the ghost warrior. It was a samurai, a samurai wearing a three-yama pattern family emblem.

The grander the samurai's figure is, the smaller his figure is.

The ghost warrior saw it clearly. In his memory, he was kneeling and begging for mercy.

"What's going on with this huge shame?"

The ghost warrior's memory is chaotic and cannot accept it.

In my impression, he has always been a powerful warrior, and he is very valued by that adult, otherwise he would not have given him the chance to challenge the Twelve Ghost Yue Xiangkai.

How could he kowtow to other warriors and beg for mercy?

What's even more hateful is that he met a "pillar" that was worn by Sanshan pattern, and he ran away in panic again in fear.

At this moment, the ghost warrior's heart was even swallowed by endless humiliation.

[Although I am a ghost, I am also a warrior. I might as well fight the pillar to death!]

[No, you will die, you will definitely die!]

The ghost warrior's thoughts were extremely chaotic, and at this moment, a more strange picture suddenly appeared in the mind of the ghost warrior.

It was a man wearing flower-branded earrings, his face was shrouded in the dark, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but the flame patterns on his forehead were extremely conspicuous.

What's even more terrifying is that this man is like the sun, making his body tremble.

The man, who was like the sun, asked, "What's the fun? What's the fun? What do you regard human life?"

Ghost Warrior: "No, this is not my memory, it belongs to Lord Wusan. How could it be? Who is that warrior? Lord Wusan was actually afraid of being like this!"

"Are humans really small foods? Even the Supreme Lord Wusan has forgotten, I'd better run away quickly!"

The ghost warrior ran away, but in just a few steps, his body froze again.

A sound like thunder sounded in the ghost warrior's mind.

"I thought you could defeat Xiang Kai and serve me, but Shibingwei, you really disappointed me!"

In an instant, Shibingwei knelt down instinctively.

"Mr. Wu, please listen to my explanation. There are two pillars, and there are two pillars in total. I have no choice but to be prepared to die for you at any time!"

In my mind, Muzan Kimuzan's voice did not come, but Shipengwei was even more scared.

Even the stringed ghost cannot disobey any will of Lord Wusan, let alone him.

"Are the two pillars more terrifying than me?"

In an instant, the soul of the Ten Bingwei seemed to be torn apart.

"No. Sir, please give me another chance. I will try my best to collect information about the pillars for you. Sir, please give me another chance!"

Shibingwei was too scared.

He once saw an evil ghost accidentally uttering Lord Wusan's name, and then the curse broke out, and ghost hands appeared on his mouth and chest, and even his head was crushed.

"Then go!"

“Yes, thank you for your kindness.”

The Ten Bingwei kowtowed, and he knew that he would definitely die today.

Even if the winding ghost rushed over and killed these two pillars, he would not survive if he was killed!

Shibingwei showed a desolate smile on his face.

Since that's the case, let's destroy his ghost life in the hands of the pillar with the three mountain patterns.

Muzan Kimuzan was able to see through his cells everything the ghosts he made experienced.

The more blood the ghost is, the closer it is to Wusan.

Logically speaking, he probably couldn't hear Wusang's voice, but he just heard it.

Is it because he saw some of Lord Wusan’s memories?

However, it makes no sense to think about this now.

The more information he obtained, the faster the little ghost who had worn Sanshankan-patterned Hayao would die!

I sensed that the ghost who had escaped far away was galloping towards my nest.

It feels a bit strange that Makino and Butterfly endure it all!

However, neither of them took it seriously.

The ghost is here, just kill it!

Cherry blossom viewing garden.

Ryota, who was held down by Makino, "My father is back and save me, you are dead!"

Makino was too lazy to pay attention to this little devil who didn't even know his own race. He pulled his hand and pulled it off.

Then, the little devil named Liangta was tied up by him.

Feeling the ghost warrior getting closer, Makino was a little curious. Did he really come back to save Ryota, the "son"?

Without blood ties, can a real bond be formed between humans and ghosts?

"My father, hurry up and kill this ghost killing team, he kills his mother!"

Ryota shouted excitedly, but unfortunately, the ghost warrior Ten Bingwei did not look at him, but looked straight at Makino.

"Did you see my knife?"

Makino didn't answer, feeling a little confused.

But then, Makino felt the momentum of Shibingwei rising steadily.

So that's it. Is this sentence a spell for the ghost warrior to perform blood ghost art? It's probably similar to Akaza's "artistic development".

The next second, the ghost warrior flashed, and the killer move came in an instant.

But what surprised Muye was that the ghost warrior's killer move was not aimed at Makino, but at Ryota!

Want to kill someone in front of him?

Did he agree?

Clam!

The killer's killer move was directly resolved by Makino.

The bound Liangta widened his eyes and was incredible, "Father, sir, are you going to kill me?"

Shibinge: "Ryota, you were caught by the Demon Slayer Team. If they didn't kill you, they would definitely brainwash you. You were born as my son and died as my son!"

"Also, I killed your mother!"

"What, what?"

Liangta's thoughts were severely impacted and could not accept them at all for a while.

Shibingwei did not take Ryota's reaction to heart.

At this time, only Makino was in his eyes.

"Did you see my knife?"

In an instant, Muye sensed several invisible blades and shot towards him at each of his key points.

A large number of gauze tents were cut into debris by the invisible blade, but Makino just stood there and did nothing.

Makino: "It's too slow, your body is nothing more than that!"

Shibingwei was shocked and could not believe it.

Is this the pillar? It's too strong!

At this moment, Shibingwei saw Makino slowly walking towards him, and then a silver light flashed.

Shibingwei saw that his neck without a head spurted out a lot of blood.

Seeing the blood spurted out of his neck, Shibingwei's eyes were blurred.

"Knife, so this is my knife? I finally found it!"

Shibingwei's head slowly turned into ashes, but without his head's body, a knife slowly appeared in his hand.
To be continued...