One draw per day starting from Ghost Slayer

"Mr. Iguro and Mr. Purgatory met the newly promoted Upper Winding Four..." Inside the temporary headquarters, Isayashiki Kaiya reported the situation very seriously, "According to intelligence, this twisted city seems to be controlled by this Upper Winding Four.

Isayashiki Yaoya nodded slightly after hearing this: "Let Kobane and Kyoshiro be careful..."

Isayashiki Kaiya paused, and suddenly said, "Just now, Mr. Yushiro sent me a message, and he said that he had a better way to deal with the upper wind four, who controlled the city. "

Then leave it to him..." Isayashiki nodded, he knew very well that killing such a ghost that could control a space was only the next resort.

After all, there are still so many children of the Ghost Killer Team in Infinity City.

What if after killing this ghost, Infinity City suddenly collapsed out of control?

Yushiro obviously thought of this as well, so he volunteered to fight.

Now that this problem has been solved, Isayashiki Yaoya has set his sights elsewhere.

Other...... More dangerous places.

"Has summer already passed?" Isayashiki Yaoya asked suddenly.

Huili was stunned for a moment, and then began to look through the shared perspective of the crow, and soon knew the figure of Summer.

"Not yet..." Huiliya shook his head and said, "It may be a while."

Although Isayashiki Yaoya did not speak, his clenched hands revealed that his mood was not calm at this time.

"I must catch up," Isayashiki Yaoya whispered.

......

The news of Tong Mo's death not only spread throughout the Ghost Killing Team, but the ghosts on the side of Ghost Mai Tsuji also knew about it.

But they don't care.

The same goes for one of the windings, Black Death Mou.

Although Tong Mo was defeated, losing is losing, and there is nothing to refute.

Compared to Tong Mo, he is more interested in the summer that can defeat Tong Mo.

After all, the hasty battle with the summer last time made the black death mu reminisce to this day.

It's a pity that he doesn't have the cheekiness of Tsunoma, and he can't pull his face to let Naruto teleport Summer to his place.

Otherwise, he might have enjoyed the fun of fighting.

But fortunately, although Summer was not here, Black Death Mou still met another person who interested him more.

It is the descendant of the blood he left in the bloodline of the country hundreds of years ago, it seems to be called... Shitou no Ichiro.

Black Death Mu is very satisfied with Shi Tou Wuichiro, on the one hand, because the other party is his own descendant, and on the other hand, because Shi Tou Wuichiro is really very good!

It was as if when he first saw himself, he was so frightened that he trembled and did not dare to draw the knife, but with just one breath, he adjusted himself and returned to calm.

This state of mind is very good, and the spiritual power can be regarded as impeccable.

So in order to know how Shi Tou Wuichiro was doing other aspects, Black Death Mou simply passed two tricks with him.

Although he looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old when he found out, his sword skills had already been tempered to perfection!

This talent made even his former self feel ashamed of himself, which made Black Death Mou's eyes look at him much softer.

Although the six hideous eyes could not see any softness, it was right.

However, compared with the comfort of Black Death Mou, Shi Tou Wuyilang's pressure is very great.

The only two times he tried with all his strength, he didn't touch even a single cold hair of Black Death Mu!

I didn't even see how the other party moved!

The gap in strength between the two sides is too great, and the five jade pots that have been defeated by themselves cannot be compared with each other at all.

I don't know when support will come.

In order to fight for a glimmer of life for himself, Shitou decided to go all out!

Shi Tou Wuichiro suddenly became very calm, but cloud-like markings suddenly appeared on his face, and the aura on his body was even more powerful than just now.

In addition, the Nikkawa knife held in his hand by Shitou Wuichiro also turned into a fiery red sword under his huge grip!

"Oh?" Black Death Mou became even more interested, "Actually... Turned on the markings and knives! Your talent... More than I thought... And even better!

Because he hadn't said anything for nearly a hundred years, Black Death Mou's voice was a little intermittent.

But Shitou Wuichiro didn't care about these small details at all, he only had one thought in his heart now.

That is, on this annoying guy in front of him, slash a few times!

"Kasumi no Breath ・ Seven no Type ・ Mon!"

A large white mist suddenly appeared around, and Shi Zhi Wuyilang's figure disappeared.

And that white mist was still spreading, wrapping Black Death Mu in it, cutting off his vision.

Black Death Mu was a little more surprised.

He had never seen Kasumi Breath users use this move before when he had fought them.

Did that kid create it?

With such a question, Black Death Mou looked at Shi Tou Wuyilang's figure who suddenly appeared not far away.

But soon he discovered that Shito's figure had disappeared again.

Immediately afterwards, a Nikkawa knife suddenly appeared from the side and slashed at his neck.

Shitou Wuichiro prayed in his heart that this blow would succeed, but to his disappointment, his knife was once again empty.

However, he quickly adjusted, and once again leaned on the white mist to hide his figure.

Because Black Death Mou appeared on the other side at some point, the battle was not over, and now was not the time to repent.

Black Death Mou's eyes brightened, because he had already seen through the principle of this move.

This trick is to use white fog to achieve the realm of combining reality and reality, then use fantasy to disturb the audiovisual and visual, and finally suddenly attack the enemy.

So smooth and beautiful, it's really a trick!

Black Death Mou was also a little interested at this time.

"If I don't draw my sword... It's also rude! After Black Death Mou pulled out the void crying god on his waist, he suddenly turned around and swung his knife back, "Moon Breath · Ichino Type ・ Dark Moon · Night Palace!" A

slash accompanied by countless moon bending wind blades slashed at Shi Tou Wuichiro who was preparing to attack at an extremely fast speed.

Shi Tou Wuichiro only felt a flower in front of him, and found that his left hand was cut and flew out!

Shi Tou Wuyi Lang snorted, but did not retreat, but while biting the broken sleeve with his teeth to stop the bleeding, he once again swung his knife and slashed at Black Death Mu.

"Fantastic! Stop the bleeding immediately after breaking the arm, and then launch further attacks! Black Death Mou looked at Shi Tou Wuyi with admiration, his face was not entangled with anger at all, only the joy of the elders in the family watching the excellent juniors.

But no matter how much he likes it, he can't let Shi Tou Wuichiro cut himself.

And...... He also felt that his test was almost over, and it was time to end.