Ghost Slayer: A swordsman with pupil technique who plays Tai Chi

Under the silent starry sky, Aoi Kanzaki walked through the grass at great speed, and the night was like a demon behind him, chasing after him.

The sound of stampedes, gasps, and ghost screams mixed together, and she couldn't breathe.

Aoi Kanzaki, pull out the knife!

Come on!

No matter how much she urged herself, the knife seemed to be stuck in glue, and the turtle shrunk in its scabbard, just like her master.

The scene of the family being washed in ghost blood was like a lingering nightmare, hitting the girl's heart all the time.

Suddenly, the evil ghost pounced, like a hungry beast, knocking Aoi Kanzaki out.

She rolled out on the soft grass for more than ten meters before stopping, green grass stains all over her body, and she did not pull out her knife after all.

"What kind of thing, the guy who doesn't even dare to pull out the knife, came to find the dead?"

"If it weren't for that lowly white-haired swordsman, Lao Tzu would be trapped here?"

The muscular ghost grumbled while raising his sandbag-sized fist.

"Don't!"

"Don't!"

"I don't want to die!"

Death crept into Aoi Kanzaki's heart little by little, and not every swordsman is fearless of death.

The fear of death is like a dog skin plaster, clinging to the heart of every swordsman, but everyone's attitude towards it is different.

Some people are afraid that it will be wrapped in it, and some people have already torn it off.

The muscular ghost felt that he was doing it again, being abused into a dog by those three crazy swordsmen, and now he was finally able to regain face.

It slammed a punch at Aoi's side, and the loud roar scared her into motion, and for a moment she thought she was dead.

Looking at the desperate look of the magical Aoi, the muscular ghost felt that he was doing it again, and it was just bad luck before.

He raised his fist again and mocked: "Human, give you three seconds to escape!"

"Well, I'm kind!"

"This is a gift to the coward!"

Aoi Kanzaki dragged the weeds helplessly, she wanted to drag her body forward and run for her life.

"Slow death, die!"

The fist slashed through the air, stirring up invisible ripples, and the weeds in the fist path were shattered.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed, and the fist of the muscle ghost flew straight out like a kite with a broken line.

Blood gushed out like a fountain.

Yuichiro carried the knife and looked at the muscle ghost with an unhappy face, and he said indifferently: "Verbose, bored!" "

I'm going to slaughter you!"

"Ghosts really deserve to die!"

In front of the tall muscular ghost, Yuichiro looks like a kitten.

The muscular ghost moved his growing right hand, the bones creaked, and he was taller than Yuichiro Bi, covering his stomach and laughing.

"Hahaha!"

"Little no, you can me!"

"Come and kill me!"

Yuichiro crooked his mouth, his face was livid, this guy was arrogant and underbeaten!

Kasumi's breath, Yuki no Type, and Shō.

As the final type, the swordsman will be like a mist, elusive, attackable and defensible, and varied.

In an instant, the muscular ghost was surrounded by clouds, and Yuichiro seemed to have disappeared into the world.

The muscular ghost panicked, how did the guy's breath disappear.

Where is it?

Where the hell is it?

The muscular ghost waved his fist indiscriminately into the air, when did the ghost killing team allow the pillar-level swordsman to participate in the selection.

His back was covered in cold sweat, and the pressure of this little little swordsman was only a little lower than that white-haired swordsman, and there was no doubt that he was a pillar.

The muscular ghost stared at the fog with a vigilant face, unable to walk out, unable to see or feel, and the fear of the unknown was even more painful.

Suddenly, the muscular ghost's legs were cut off, and there was a sneer from Yuichiro in the fog.

"What's next, your left or right arm?"

"It's still the newly grown legs!"

"Aaaaah!"

"Come out, come out and single out!"

The muscular ghost burst out and smashed the surrounding ground, like small pits where meteorites landed one after another, and the muscular ghost's heart was also full of fear pits.

The roar was like a surge, and the angry muscular ghost was completely panicked, and the ghost hunter was playing on himself as he was teasing the woman.

In a trance, the muscular ghost's right arm left the body, and it was already weak and could not grow back.

Muichiro picked up Aoi Kanzaki, who had fallen to the side, and he gently patted the dust off the magical Aoi's body, and said softly: "Sister Xiaoaoi, don't be afraid, brother he is avenging you!"

"Sister Xiaokui is already great, such a big butterfly house allows you to manage it in an orderly manner, why fight and kill!"

"You're super awesome!"

Wuichiro listened to Sister Shinobu and they said that she and Sister Kanae were busy with tasks, and the butterfly house was basically maintained by Sister Aoi and Sister Kaoru, and they saved so many swordsmen's lives, super powerful.

Mirage Aoi was stunned, she remembered that the brothers had been learning breathing with rabbits for less than a month, but now they could deal with a ghost with ease.

Whenever he saw the injured swordsman, Mirage Aoi would feel deep self-blame, everyone was bleeding and dying on the front line, but he was hiding behind like a turtle.

Looking at Muichiro's innocent smile, Kanzaki Aoi smiled, although his hands were still shaking, and he was afraid that he couldn't do it, but wasn't this line to prove himself?

Even medical staff must always remember the bleeding of frontline swordsmen.

"Muichiro, thank you!"

Aoi Kanzaki gently pushed Muichiro away and stood up on her own, she pulled out the knife at her waist and rushed towards the muscular ghost without hesitation.

Either die under the opponent's fist or cut off the fear in your heart.

Although Muichiro and Yuichiro are geniuses, they are still two children, they are only twelve years old this year, what are they afraid of?

Looking at the firm back of the magical Aoi, Muichiro laughed, although the ghost chopping is not suitable for Sister Xiaoaoi, but if she does not open her heart, she will not be happy.

I and my brother can only do this, maybe we can help Sister Xiaokui!

He remembered that Master said that Sister Xiaokui's heart knot would be completely healed in the future, and although he didn't understand it, he believed Master.

"Sister Xiaokui, the road to the future is open for you, thank you for your usual care!"

Yuichiro's voice sounded, and a path flashed out of the mist everywhere, leading straight to the muscle ghost.

"Wishful thinking, you coward!"

The muscular ghost roared, and he counted all his resentment on Aoi Kanzaki.

Four sharp sword lights flashed, and every movement flowed through the clouds, which was exactly the wanton type and the flow of slashing.

Muichiro cuts off the limbs of the muscle ghost, and the muscle ghost also loses his balance.

It is now, Miraculous Aoi, cut off his neck and cut your own path.

Cowardice or self-blame, I'm a magical Aoi, the doctor of the butterfly house!

The trembling knife flashed, and the muscular ghost's head slipped from his neck, he never expected that he was beheaded by a coward.

"How... How is it possible! "