A Pirate's Bizarre Adventure

With a 'click' sound, the ghost's head fell to the ground.

Purgatory Xingjulang put away his sword and stood still.

Unexpectedly, the expected scene of the evil ghost turning into ashes did not appear.

Quietly, Nightmare's head melted strangely and gradually seeped into the train.

Purgatory Xingjulang's eyes flashed.

The next second.

Seven or eight scarlet tentacles suddenly protruded from the car, exuding a disgusting and ominous aura!

"not dead?"

Purgatory Xingjulang was surprised, but his hand movements were not slow.

Ripples galloping, four patterns, meandering in full flames!

The fire is raging.

Those filthy flesh and blood are stained with sparks and quickly dissipate like melting snow in spring.

A hint of enlightenment arose in Purgatory Xingjulang's heart.

That evil ghost just now became one with this train?

It's really unexpected.

but

Purgatory Anjuro took a deep breath, squatted down, and put his hands on the car roof that was cold and slippery, like corpse skin.

"Ripple sprint!"

Electrotherapy?

The kind that is so soul-crushing.

Although far inferior to Jon, Purgatory Anjurou's ripple power can be said to be mastered to perfection.

Bursts of black smoke.

The entire carriage burst into flames!

Purgatory Anjuro nodded, "It's as expected."

Since he is a ghost, he must be afraid of "ripples".

So what if you're bigger?

Just put in a little more effort.

As for the hostage issue.

Ah.

do not forget.

There is also a real great god in the car.

As long as the mentor takes action.

Those are nothing.

At the same time, inside the carriage.

'call out! ’

'call out! ’

'call out! ’

Jon walked forward with his hands in his pockets, and the sound of breaking through the air was endless.

Behind him, the three little ones and Nezuko were patrolling around with alert expressions. Occasionally, scarlet tentacles would attack, and there would be flashes of sword light.

A group of people pushed all the way from the rear of the car.

When you meet gods and kill gods, when you see Buddhas and kill Buddhas, it's like entering a deserted place.

Along the way, passers-by who were affected by the vampire magic also faintly woke up under Jon's intervention.

However, when they opened their eyes, they did not show expressions of rejoicing after the disaster. Instead, each of them had a faint expression of hatred and hostility.

The dream is broken and the reality is miserable.

It's better to continue to sink.

The three little ones and Nezuko, who had also fallen into a boundless dream, lowered their heads and said nothing.

They felt the same kind of powerlessness and loss.

At this time, a middle-aged man suddenly stood up from his seat and cried: "Xiuzi, I want to see my Xiuzi, give me back my Xiuzi!"

Hideko?

Who is that?

It sounds like she should be a woman.

Jon was too lazy to pay attention to the other party and continued to move forward.

Unexpectedly, the man actually attacked Jon!

Who is Mr. Qiao?

The crumbs of the world

Ahem.

A gentleman from the Qiao family.

In order to appease the passerby, he gently stretched out his hand and gave the passerby a facial massage very gently.

Passerby Mr. A smiled deeply, passed out deeply, and finally saw his dead wife again in his dream.

It's really gratifying, gratifying and congratulatory.

Shake your hands.

Mr. Joestar, an enthusiastic citizen who did not want to be named, turned back and said, "Now, who has any opinions?"

Who has an opinion?

Who dares to have an opinion!

Even if they were dissatisfied with Jon, passers-by A, B, B and D would not dare to provoke such a ruthless person. They honestly did not dare to move in their seats.

The three little ones and Nezuko were completely dumbfounded.

No matter whether they appear impulsive or lazy on the outside, in essence, they are all kind-hearted little white lotuses, the kind who emerge from the mire without staining.

And what about Jon?

Out of the clear pond and stained with mud!

how to think.

Old stuff.

it was all your fault!

Soothing (slapping) innocent passersby can only be considered a minor disturbance.

Keep moving forward.

The number of scarlet tentacles gradually increased.

Jon deliberately trained Tanjiro and the others, and quietly retracted those transparent filaments.

Tanjiro and the others have now developed a tacit understanding with their mentor.

No words needed, just draw the sword and strike!

In an instant, the sword energy was everywhere.

After practicing Ripple Qigong and practicing hard, Tanjiro and the other three are now much stronger than they were in their original destiny.

And because of the earnest teachings of a group fighting enthusiast, the three of them were not only strong individually, but also developed a set of combined attack techniques.

Even though Nightmare had completely merged with the 'Infinity' train, he was no match for them and was defeated steadily.

Jon was certain.

Looking back.

Waves of heat gradually came from behind.

Without even thinking about it, it must be the guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes from Purgatory Anjuro who is conscientiously killing ghosts and evil.

Kill and cremate a dragon.

Absolutely amazing!

Whether it was the Infernal Anjurou who killed his own body in an instant, or the unstoppable young ghost-slaying swordsman in the carriage, they all made Nightmare very troublesome.

Not opponents of the same level

Not only did he not have an advantage in numbers, he was even far behind his opponent in terms of strength.

so.

What should I do?

Nightmare thought quickly.

The morbid urge for blood is constantly intertwined with the instinct for survival.

Finally, it made up its mind.

When it breaks, it breaks!

It is honor and happiness to die in the hands of Master Wuhan.

It would be a shame and stain to die at the hands of a Demon Slayer swordsman!

Thoughts are clear.

Nightmare was heartbroken and gave up on her body, which was the carriages connected to the front of the car.

‘Click’

The carriage is disconnected from the front of the car.

The little nightmare train runs so fast.

Purgatory Xingjulang was stunned at first.

Then he flew out of the car, walked away and strode forward to chase after him!

‘Ta-ta-ta-ta. ’

The body is like electricity.

The shadow is like the wind.

With the power of "ripples", he managed to catch up with Nightmare without any difficulty.

Although the nightmare cannot turn back, its perception is extremely sharp.

Damn it, Yanzhu is still chasing me!

His thoughts moved slightly, and two scarlet tentacles with eyes protruded from the front of the car.

"Your tricks are ineffective on me." Infernal Anjuro, who was wrapped in golden arcs, seemed to have descended from heaven, "The evil ghost will be punished!"

Ripples running quickly·Five shapes·Fire tiger.

Have you eaten?

If you don’t eat, give me a knife!

Purgatory Xingjulang's knife stabbed hard and fast!

Hit the nightmare.

The rhythm of his breathing changed.

"Ripple Run·Two Types·Rising Summer!"

When in doubt, raise the dragon first.

Same reason.

If you don't decide, go ahead and kill him!

One stab, one pick.

The nightmare that transformed into the front of the 'Infinity' was directly split in half.

Fortunately, Purgatory Anjuro did not cut off his 'neck', which was the vital point hidden in the internal combustion engine.

In three or five breaths, the squirming flesh and blood filled the gap.

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

Ripples galloping, shape of three, all things air and fire!

Just now it was bottom up.

Now it's top down.

Nightmare did not dare to meet its sharp edge, and formed dozens of scarlet tentacles.

There are countless weird eyeballs on each tentacle.

Looking into those eyeballs, Purgatory Anjuro felt a little sleepy instinctively.

Nightmare was overjoyed and said urgently: "Go to sleep! Go to sleep!"

"How can you sleep until the evil ghost is extinguished?" Purgatory Anjuro laughed loudly and ran the ripples with all his strength.

Nightmare's vampire spell immediately became ineffective.

No oil or salt enters.

Don't eat soft or hard food.

This guy is really tough.

Nightmare cursed inwardly.

If Lord Wuhan had given him some more blood, he wouldn't have been forced into such a situation by the enemy.

Having said that, the young swordsman wearing those special earrings that Master Wuhan is looking for should be the one in the car.

pity

If it weren't for the man opposite him, he might have received a commendation from the Ghost King and lived in the ghost moon ever since!

While thinking wildly, Purgatory Anjuro's sword struck down.

Nightmare screams bad.

But at this moment, a black shadow rushed over and violently kicked Purgatory Anjuro's Nichirin Sword.

'boom! ’

The blade collided with the sole of the shoe.

Waves of air trembled everywhere.

Purgatory Xingjulang looked at the troublemaker with a solemn expression.

Coincidentally, the troublemaker was also staring at him with a pair of orange eyes.

"Win the string. Three?" Purgatory Xingjulang's breath was stagnant.

‘唰’

Shadows intertwined.

Purgatory Anjuro and the ‘Using the Third’ were separated, facing each other from a distance.

"Lord Yiwozao!" Nightmare was very excited, "Have you come to save me? Ah, I am so happy."

Yiwozuo glanced at the locomotive beside him, with a contemptuous smile on his lips, "Who are you?"

Nightmare couldn't help but be speechless.

Yiwo Zuo waved his hand and said: "Go away, I have no interest in weak people."

"Ah, it feels so happy to be scolded by a big shot." Nightmare, who had regained his old, sick and timid nature, said in ecstasy.

On the opposite side, Purgatory Anjuro held swords in both hands, and his aura gradually increased, "Is your name Yiwozao? I am the Demon Slayer Team Enzhu, Purgatory Anjuro, and I am the man who wants to kill you here."

The waxing ghost moon.

This is a rare item!

You know, evil spirits are very cunning.

Not to mention the waxing ghost moon, even the waning ghost moon, it is difficult for demon slayer captains like them to meet them on weekdays.

This is just great.

Suddenly a guy ranked third came out.

Purgatory Anjuro's breathing rhythm involuntarily accelerated a bit.

‘Zi Zi’

The golden arc surged wildly.

Feeling the palpitating aura, Yiwozuo subconsciously narrowed his eyes.

Flame Pillar·Purgatory Xingjulang.

With such an imposing manner, he should be the strongest among the Demon Slayer Squad.

Then, it is necessary to kill.

The Yiwo seat was in a fighting position.

"Lord Yiwozao, the young swordsman that Lord Wuhan is looking for is right behind!" Nightmare reminded.

Yiwozuo glanced at him.

immediately.

Aim at the front of the car and punch it.

Destruction, killing and chaos!

Nightmare, who did not die in the hands of Infernal Anjuro and Jon, had his weak points shattered by one of his own punches.

"Why, Lord Yiwozao?" Nightmare asked with disbelief and some enjoyment: "Why do you want to kill me?"

"No reason, I just think you are too noisy." Yiwozuo waved his hand. "Besides, you are so ridiculously weak that I couldn't hold back and I attacked you."

"Oh, I died for such a reason." The nightmare turned into ashes and dissipated bit by bit, "It's true."

‘Really’ what?

In the end, it was not finished.

Purgatory Anjuro's expression did not change.

Yiwozuo twisted his neck and said, "Continue."

The words fall.

The technique unfolds!

It is its unique vampire technique - Destruction and Killing Luo Needle.

This technique is the core of the Yiwozu Vampire Technique. It can feel the opponent's "fighting spirit" like a compass, making one's attacks and evasive actions as precise as being attracted by a magnet.

When activated, a twelve-pointed snowflake array will appear under its feet, which is really beautiful.

Purgatory Xingjulang nodded, "This is the only way to be presentable."

Swing the knife and slash.

Ripples running, three types, all kinds of air flames!

No matter how much it is wound.

Even the King of Ghosts, Oni Wu Tsuji Muzan, is here, and he should be chopped anyway.

Purgatory Anjuro focused all his strength on this sword, "Cut!"

The premonition of danger is like the noose of death.

Yiwozuo's body was as tense as a fully-opened bow.

With fists?

With your feet?

Or use your head?

In an instant, countless ways to deal with the enemy flashed through Yiwozuo's mind.

but

Before it could make a decision, its hardened body started to move on its own.

dodge.

Turn around.

Roundhouse kick!

Purgatory Anjuro's full blow actually missed.

Not only that.

Because the downward slash could not be closed, he fell into a disadvantage and was kicked by Yi Wo Zuo.

"The outcome has been decided." Yiwozuo thought to himself.

It is impossible for a mere human being to hit its attack and still be alive and kicking.

Um.

It actually makes sense.

But it's a pity.

Purgatory Anjuro is not a 'mere human being'.

"I caught you!" After being kicked hard, Purgatory Xingjulang not only did not fly backwards, but instead locked Yiwozuo's calf.

Yiwozuo couldn't get back to his senses.

What does the other party want to do?

Cut off the legs?

hehe.

It's so simple.

Ghosts have very strong recovery abilities.

As long as the neck, arms and legs are not cut, they will grow back no matter how many times they are cut.

"Ripple sprint!"

It's too late, but it's soon.

Purgatory Anjuro shouted loudly.

Yiwo's seat was numb.

It's not psychological numbness.

It's a physical numbness.

In its horrified eyes, golden arcs of electricity like sunlight ran up its thighs and reached its waist in an instant.

Ghosts are also afraid of death.

Or.

Ghosts are more afraid of death!

How could Yiwozuo be willing to let the ripples invade his head.

With a sudden twist, it cut itself off at the waist.

Purgatory Xingjulang secretly exclaimed that it was a pity.

Just a little bit.

He can use this method similar to a sneak attack to kill the third one at first sight.

After falling heavily to the ground, he quickly recovered, and Yiwozao rolled and crawled away from Purgatory Anjuro.

It didn't turn back with lingering fear until it retreated to a safe position, with a gloomy expression on its face and said, "Damn it, what on earth is that kind of power?"

Purgatory Xingshoulang was also upright and said truthfully: "This is a wonderful ghost-killing technique, ripple qigong!"

"Ripple Qigong"?

A trace of confusion flashed across Yiwo's seat.

It has seen a lot of Demon Swordsman breathing techniques.

This is the first time I have heard of Ripple Qigong.

He is worthy of being the strongest member of the Demon Slayer Squad.

Flame Pillar Purgatory Anjuro, if this guy can become a more powerful ghost than a human, he should surpass Tongmo and Heishimou and become the number one ghost moon.

Thinking of this, Yiwo Zuo said: "You are very good, I like you very much, do you want to join Lord Wuhan and enjoy the power of eternity?"

Purgatory Anjuro didn't even blink, "I refuse!"

Three simple words that show your attitude.

He is a man who likes to speak his mind.

Locking his eyes on Yiwozao, he said forcefully: "I will not become a ghost, but I will kill ghosts. Whether it is you or the ghost king, Oni Tsuji Mukai, they are all my goals."

After pondering for a moment, he changed his words: "It is the unwavering goal of my Demon Slayer Team!"

Yiwo Zuo curled his lips in displeasure, "It's so noble. It makes me feel sick."

Purgatory Xingjulang smiled and said: "I'm really sorry, and please die obediently."

The words just fell.

A sharp stab.

Ripples galloping·Five shapes·Fire tiger!