"Guan Ye, we can't kill ghosts when we join the ghost killing team, but we are arranged to be a guard here. It's so boring."

Yuro Uehara was dissatisfied with his mission. What he wanted was to kill ghosts, not guards.

Guan Ye glanced at him and said in a trembling tone: "Isn't this good? Facing ghosts in front of you is terrible. Have you forgotten those terrible ghosts in the trial field? I survived after hiding from all over the place."

"And our strength is so poor, so it's enough for the people of Youzhu to deal with ghosts."

"We live in this world, maybe just to shout 666 to others... The gap is too big, alas."

Yuro Uehara showed a look of contempt and said disdainfully: "Cowards should not be ghost hunters. The ghost killing team needs people like me. So what if I are weak? Who doesn't become stronger a little bit?"

But... some people are born strong...

Guan Ye felt sorry for his heart but did not refute. He was indeed a little timid and passed the trial in a daze, so he didn't dare to face ghosts.

It was boring to travel all the time at night. Yuro Uehara wanted to speak out to change his partner's salted fish's idea, but Guan Ye suddenly looked behind him and shouted: "Uehara, avoid it quickly!"

The white hair was twisted together like steel wire to form a long whip, whipping Uehara's wrist.

But Guan Ye pressed down his fear and pushed Yuro Uehara away, preventing him from being attacked and injured. At the same time, the Ridge Knife was also unsheathed and blocked him.

However, the long whip formed by the white hair was very powerful. He curled up the Sun Wheel Knife and snatched it from Guan Ye's hand. He also split a few strands of white hair and wrapped it around Guan Ye's ankles and threw him hard towards the ground. Then he threw the Sun Wheel Knife into the dark forest next to him.

The other swordsmen heard the noise and rushed over quickly, standing side by side, looking nervously at the source of the white hair.

The old ghost slowly walked out of the shadow and opened his mouth full of fangs.

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

Jing Zhikang was also awakened by the turmoil. When he saw the old ghost, his breathing suddenly suffocated.

It was this ghost, with a living white hair, plundering Ono's father directly...

Jing Zhikang took a few deep breaths and shouted, "No need to run away, we have ghost hunters here, they will protect us."

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

When people heard Jing Zhikang's words, they became calmer and ran behind the swordsmen.

When Yuro Uehara saw Guan Ye lying out of breath, he felt angry.

"The breath of the wind, the shape of the dust whirlwind, the cutting"

Yuro Uehara took a breath and circulated Feng Zhi's breathing, feeling the gas filling his entire body, and the wind surrounds him for his use, and a feeling of being able to cut everything out naturally.

The other two swordsmen also immediately used breathing, but they became nervous and became restless. The breathing method failed and could only follow Yuro Uehara behind and rushed towards the old ghost with a knife.

Yuro Uehara took the lead and moved at high speed toward the old ghost, and at the same time, many rotating wind blades appeared behind him, taking the lead in tangent towards the old ghost's body.

The old ghost took back the white hair, then tangled each other into a white shield, and slashed the white shield by rotating the wind blade, leaving only some cracks but failed to break it.

The shield turned into white hair again, and Yuro Uehara appeared in the eyes of the old ghost. His attack was very fast, and there was a force of spinning and tearing on the Hiroshi sword.

It can be foreseen that if he was hit by the Ridge Knife, his neck would be torn apart as if he had been thrown into a meat grinder.

Yuro Uehara roared angrily: "Catch it!"

However, yelling cannot increase the output.

Just as he was about to cut off the old ghost's neck with great expectations, he suddenly felt a strong pulling his ankle. He instantly lost his balance and was hung upside down, and his head hit the ground with a bang.

Yuro Uehara felt his mind blank and he could not defeat the last slash.

At some point, the old ghost's white hair had wrapped around Yuro Uehara's ankle, and then the white hair first took away his Hiroshi sword and threw it into the forest, and then rushed Uehara Yuro towards the other two swordsmen with force.

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

But as soon as they stepped on Yuro Uehara's body, they looked up and found a large strand of white hair sweeping towards them.

The two swordsmen tried their best to avoid it, but they were still snatched the Sun Wheel Sword by their hair and then pulled it away fiercely.

The crowd behind started to riot again, and Jing Zhikang was a little stunned.

Although he can't fight, it can be seen that these ghost killing team members were soon defeated...

Jing Zhikang looked dead: "I hope this ghost is the same as last time, and he doesn't like killing... If he just wants to satisfy his appetite, most people still have a chance to survive."

The last time he was attacked by the old ghost, he only plundered a few people, including Ono's father, and did not kill too much.

After all, ghosts also know that they need to develop sustainably. If they kill too much, they can't finish it. It's enough to just satisfy their appetite.

But in Jing Zhikang's surprised gaze, the old ghost threw several sun-wheel swords into the forest, looked at the swordsman of the ghost killing team struggling to get up on the ground, and his body unconsciously approached a few points.

But he seemed to think of something. The old ghost struggled and turned around and left, turning into a black shadow and jumped into the forest.

Jing Zhikang couldn't help but collapse to the ground, glad that he did not die.

Then he stood up again and looked at the swordsman with a comforting look. Without any blame or complaint, he helped them back and rest.

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

Although they did not defeat the ghost, they finally stood up and stood in front of them all.

People who dare to face evil ghosts are very brave. Jing Zhikang maintains respect for them, especially when the other party is stronger than himself, this courage is even more precious.

"Brothers, cheer up. It's best if there is no one in trouble. When you move, let's leave here quickly."

The convoy set out again, much faster than before.

Lin Chi in the dark saw everything about you, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The strength of these swordsmen is really poor.

There is actually only one person who successfully uses breathing method. What is the difference between a ghost and an ordinary person for a person who is not proficient in breathing method?

The only person who knows breathing is a naughty young man, who may also know a sword skill. He is easily beaten by the old ghost if he only has no skills...

"I hope you can gain a better memory this time and you will have some insights. You must work harder in the future."

"Those ordinary people have given their lives to you, and you guys are really disappointing..."

A black shadow flashed, and the old ghost came over with four sun-wheel swords, looking reluctant.

Since the swordsman of the Demon Slayer is provoked, it is best to eat it, which is much better than eating ordinary people.

Anyway, I can't stay here anymore, and soon there will be people from the ghost killing team coming to encircle him. If you don't run away, you will die.

The old ghost is rational and is not as confused as most ghosts. He cherishes his life and never makes much noise, just because he is afraid that the ghost killing team will be summoned to kill him.

Now I can't get involved, but this guy doesn't let him eat it, and he's so angry.

"I'll leave you with the Rilun Knife, can I leave?"

Lin Chi picked up a sun wheel knife and weighed it, and casually said: "Get out, don't be upset."

"you……"

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

In the future, I must be bolder, eat more people, and gain stronger strength. If you are goodbye, I will definitely wash away the shame of today.

But just after walking for a few steps, the howling wind suddenly came from behind.

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

Lin Chi was wiping the Sun Wheel Knife in his hand.
Chapter completed!