Knights Don’t Need a Youth Love Story

At this moment, it was stunned to find that Black Death Mou's half-turned to ashes head was lying at the feet of this young ghost hunter.

There are only three pupils left staring at it, eyes full of panic and despair.

Seems like he made a wrong decision.

At this moment, Kiwu Tsuji's eyes couldn't help but move up to the young man.

At the moment when the four eyes met, it was as if a bomb exploded in Kiwu Tsuji's head.

Through these calm pupils, it saw some peculiar views.

The holy light and auspicious clouds floating in the sky seem to be where the gods are.

But below, is a quiet abyss.

There seems to be nothing there, but there seems to be a lot of things hidden there.

Staring at this abyss, Kiwu Tsuji Wumai felt that his thinking seemed to be stagnant.

At a certain moment, four pairs of pupils shining with white light emerged from the abyss.

At that moment, Kibuki Tsuji's thinking completely fell into a blank space.

what happened?

I don't know, I don't know.

Can't understand, can't think.

The inexplicable fluctuations spread out, and all the thoughts of Kiwu Tsuji Wumisi at this moment fell into a state of suspension.

Not even the simplest thinking can do it.

The rapidly charging figure suddenly stopped at this moment, and it was only a short moment from extreme movement to extreme stillness.

The body that was supposed to slide forward for a certain distance under the action of inertia suddenly fell backwards.

It was as if he had hit an area he couldn't touch, and was bounced back.

In the end, what happened?

Kiwu Tsuji's miserable thinking completely stagnated at that moment.

It seems to see the presence of something in the abyss, something that cannot be expressed in words.

It seemed that a sharp white blade rushed out of the human's eyes and plunged into his head.

As if something was burning.

Not the body, but, my soul?

"Breath of Flame - The Form of Profound Truth!"

"Breath of the Wind - The Type of Nine!"

"Breath of the Rock - The Type of Wu."

Three different voices sounded behind him, and the three pillars that were in hot pursuit launched their strongest blows.

"Purgatory!"

"Weijutian typhoon!"

"Walun Punishment Department."

The three sun-knives wrapped in ripples stabbed into Kiwu Tsuji's body mercilessly.

To be precise, it was two sun knives and a meteor hammer.

Ripples containing the energy of the sun wreaked havoc in Onimai Tsuji's body.

The severe pain made Oni Mai Tsuji's consciousness sober.

Am I going to die?

In such a ridiculous way!

A large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and Kibutsuji raised his arms as if he wanted to continue struggling.

But with the influx of ripples, all movement is blocked.

"Shit! Damn it!"

Reaching out his hand and constantly grasping something in the air, Guiwu Tsuji Wumai seems to be still hoping for a miracle to come, expecting that he can seize that short-lived opportunity.

But in the end, these hands, stained with blood and sin, held only air.

Raising her head with difficulty, Guiwu Tsuji Wumai met those golden pupils once again.

Even now, Kiwu Tsuji Wumai still can't see any emotion from these pupils.

The joy of victory, the excitement of defeating a powerful enemy?

None of these.

He is the **** of high and high, looking at everything in the world with cold eyes.

No matter what happens in the world, it has nothing to do with it, neither sadness nor joy, much less anger.

Unless some idiot with no eyes offended him.

'So, am I the idiot? ’

Eyes widened, Kiwu Tsuji Wumai seemed to have thought of something.

The next moment, the huge meteor hammer smashed Kiwu Tsuji's head to pieces.

Like a watermelon that was hammered on a summer beach.

Red and gray splashed all over the ground, and the hands that were constantly grasping something stiffened, and then drooped down as if their bones had been taken out.

Warm blood spread on the ground, as if to signal the death of this ghost king.

Only the dirty soul the size of a fingernail was left, completely burned out at this moment.

Chapter 750 Chapter 729 Sunshine is so good

"laugh-"

A strange sound sounded, like a red-hot soldering iron being put into water, and like a day's waste paper being burned to ashes in an instant.

Oniwu Tsuji's hands slumped softly on the ground.

From the fingers, little by little, it turned into ashes and scattered in the air.

The speed, though slow, is visible to the naked eye.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or not, the speed of Infinite City's shattering suddenly accelerated at this moment.

Slightly dazzling sunlight shone through the cracks and shone on Onuki Tsuji's corpse, speeding up the rate at which it turned into ashes.

"Guiwu Tsuji is no miserable, dead?"

Taking back the Japanese round sword in his hand, Immortal Kawamiya was still a little confused.

The ghost king, Guiwu Tsuji, who had lived for an unknown number of years, was killed by himself?

Right now, right now, here.

Holding the sun blade in his hand tightly, even Beimingyu Xingming was a little dazed.

This battle was won too easily.

No casualties, no sacrifices.

Everyone present was prepared to sacrifice here and joined the crusade.

But no one died until the end.

It can be said that the last struggle of Kiwu Tsuji no miserable is not there.

It even made people wonder if it was a suspended animation, but the aura of the ghost dance Tsuji had completely dissipated in the perception, leaving only some residual aura, which was also dissipating at a very fast speed.

For some reason, Xingming of Beimingyu suddenly 'looked' in the direction of Luo Zhen.

Although there is no direct evidence, he always felt that the last abnormality of Guiwu Tsuji Wumisian was related to Luo Zhen.

There may have been a 'fight' where they didn't see it.

They are just a last resort.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Luo Zhen."

Picking up the string of Buddha beads on his neck, Beimingyu Xingming whispered.

Regardless of whether it was Luo Zhen's last shot, they all needed to thank Luo Zhen.

As soon as he came up, he dealt with the evil spirit who controlled the infinite city, and then killed one of the top strings alone.

If it weren't for Rozen and Joseph, there might have been a lot of casualties.

It's not certain how many of them can go back alive.

"thank you very much."

The immortal Kawasaki also looked at Luo and said sincerely.

Although he looks like a grumpy old man, he is actually very grumpy when he talks and does things.

But in fact, the immortal Kawamiya is a very delicate person.

It's just that sometimes I don't know how to express my concern, so I show it in the way I'm most used to.

That is the way the grumpy old man speaks.

But that doesn't mean Immortal Kawami is a mindless idiot.

In the face of right and wrong, he is much more rational than most people.

He knew very well how Luo Zhen helped him.

You might even have to trouble Luo Zhen later.

In fact, his original idea was to find a place to live in seclusion after the elimination of Oniwu Tsuji no miserable. After all, his character is probably not very popular.

Immortal Kawami is very objective in his evaluation of himself.

If it is in the ghost killing team, it will be fine, but no one will suffer from his stinky temper outside.

Coupled with this powerful strength, he is unlikely to live a dull life.

It would be too difficult for him to teach others or be a bodyguard.

Thinking about it, he doesn't seem to know anything except killing ghosts.

Everyone else has a skill, but what does he know?

Kill people, kill ghosts.

Then there is no more.

A long time ago, he dedicated his life to the cause of beheading evil spirits, and beheading evil spirits was all he had.

Does a skill honed to kill ghosts have any meaning after all the evil ghosts have died?

Maybe it could be used against humans?

This was not what he had hoped for.

Now that there is a place where Immortal Kawamiya can be used as a place to live, he will naturally not refuse.

Although the Sanyashiki family will definitely not treat these heroes badly, even if they are a rice bug, they can live happily.

But this is not what Immortal Kawami wants.

He would rather die in battle than become a rice bug, this kind of person was the person he hated the most before.

For this kind of life, in addition to disgust, Immortal Kawami is actually somewhat afraid.

Luo Zhen said before, what kind of disease is this called.

Forgive the immortal Kawamiya really can't remember that name.

But at the moment, his appearance is quite similar to that symptom.

But I still feel like I definitely won't have it.