Chapter 1671 Play (I am so tired every day that I want to sleep)


    As Duanmuhuai unfolded the inherent barrier eroded the evil ghost''s Infinite City, the originally divided ghost killing team successfully gathered together and launched a head-on confrontation with the evil ghost army.


    The strongest Nine Pillars of the Ghost Killing Team rushed into the army of evil ghosts like a tiger going down the mountain. Wherever they went, the evil ghosts fell down one after another. Obviously, in front of Jiuzhu, ordinary evil ghosts had no power to fight back.


    If Jiuzhu wants to, they can even join forces to eliminate all the hundreds or thousands of evil ghosts.


    But, the problem is not here.


    For Jiuzhu, they only have one goal, that is, the huge meat egg located behind the army of evil ghosts, and the master of the evil ghosts who is sleeping in it - Wusan!


    The lord sacrificed himself for the opportunity to get a severe injury. They must not stop here!


    Soon, the nine people rushed out of the army of evil ghosts and continued to move forward. They were even prepared to be blocked by the winding ghost. However, what was unexpected to Jiuzhu was that the remaining winding ghosts did not mean to stop them. They just stared forward, motionless, like a sculpture.


    What are they doing?


    Jiuzhu cast a puzzled look at the winding ghost. Although they were also thinking about whether to take the opportunity to kill these powerful evil ghosts, after a little consideration, they still shot the horse first and captured the thief first. Wusan has not fully recovered yet. Once they attack the Winding Ghost, it will only waste time. All we have to do now is to seize the time and kill the evil ghost master who has not yet fully recovered at the fastest speed!


    In fact, Jiuzhu didn''t know that the ghost of the winding string did not focus on them at this moment.


    On the one hand, in the eyes of the winding ghost, the only nine pillars are not the opponent of the evil ghost master at all.


    On the other hand, they have no way to move!


    “Dong…Dong…”


    The sound of fighting, screams and howlings enveloped the entire battlefield, but for the ghosts in the string, all they heard was the sound of heavy footsteps.


    They stared ahead, motionless, and their whole bodies were tense. The horror, as heavy as a mountain, murderous aura has been shrouded on them since the beginning of the battle. It was a kind of ghost hunter far exceeding other ghost hunters. Even their evil ghost master Wusan never had such murderous aura. They even had to concentrate on fighting this terrifying pressure and murderous intent. As long as they were neglected, they would die without a place to bury themselves!


    They are now like prisoners on the execution ground, and can only wait for the arrival of the executioner. Apart from that, they can do nothing.


    Finally, the figure appeared.


    “Dong…Dong…Dong…Dong…Dong…”


    Duanmuhuai slowly walked out of the battlefield holding a shield and a sharp blade. His body was covered with blood, and his dark armor and shield were stained red by blood. Even the white skeletons fixed on the surface of the shield had become dark and dull at this moment. However, even so, Duanmu Huai''s momentum did not weaken, but instead became stronger and stronger!


    What kind of breath is this?


    One of the winding strings pressed the hilt of the sword at his waist tightly and stared at Duanmu Huai. He was once a member of the Demon Slayer Team, and hundreds of years ago, he was even one of the best. However, out of fear of death and jealousy for his younger brother who is the strongest ghost hunter, he abandoned his identity as a human being and turned into an evil ghost under Wusan''s persuasion.


    And he is also the strongest among all evil ghosts.


    But...what is this?


    Even when facing his strongest brother, he never shuddered so much. What the figure in front of him showed was not unrivaled power, but terrifying!


    It was like a huge beast, and every cell was trembling in its body. It was warning him to leave and leave here immediately! That is not an enemy you can match!


    But he also knew that he could not leave.


    When he moved, that was his death!


    I don’t want to die, I don’t dare to die, I don’t want to die.


    It is precisely because of this that they abandoned their human body and turned into evil ghosts.


    However, not everyone thinks so.


    “That’s how it feels…”


    The second in the winding string stared at Duanmu Huai, and a passionate emotion emanated from his eyes. At this moment, his body was also trembling slightly. It was fear and excitement!


    Unlike others, the second person lacks emotions when he is a human being. He is completely unable to understand human feelings, and he also has no feelings to speak of. For the second son of the winding, it doesn’t matter whether he is a human or a ghost, and the feelings of others are also not matter. Everything in this world is black and white for him.


    Until now.


    The fear, like a flame, ignited the originally colorless world in the eyes of the winding string, and for the first time he felt the feelings deep in his heart. The fear, surprise, confusion, and the depression made him breathless. His heart seemed to jump out of his chest.


    So that''s it. Is this human emotion?


    Is this how humans feel when facing themselves?


    So………


    “Give me more fear ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh


    Accompanied by the shouts, the second string jumped up, and the cold air around him quickly condensed, turning into sharp minions, and pounced on Duanmu Huai in front of him! At this moment, the second in the winding string also felt that the throbbing in his heart reached its peak!


    Come on, let me see what kind of feeling you can bring to me! What kind of emotion!


    Staring at Duanmu Huai, Shangxianzhier widened his eyes. He could not wait to experience the coming, increasingly intense and excited joy... Alas?


    The world in front of me suddenly tilted, and the passion that was as hot as before disappeared like an hallucination, seemed to have never existed. The second brother of the winding string tried to twist his head to see clearly what was going on, but all he saw was the body that had fallen backwards, which had been cut into several pieces - and the sword blade stained with blood in Duanmu Huai''s hand.


    When did he swing his sword? How do you swing your sword?


    "Flying the Sword Flowing - Dragon''s Nest Flash."


    This is what Shangxianzhier heard last, because at this moment, the bright red sword blade in Duanmuhuai''s hand ruthlessly cut open his head.


    Duanmuhuai raised his right hand, and the bright red sword blade in his hand sprinkled out with a touch of blood. On this sword blade, a figure that seemed to be composed of blood could be seen twisting and struggling, and then disappeared into the sword body as if it was swallowed up.


    “………………”


    One of the winding strings looked silently at the sword in Duanmuhuai''s hand and held the hilt tightly. "Are you...n''t you a swordsman who has learned the breathing technique?"


    At this moment, the shock of the winding string was far greater than before. Even if Duanmu Huai learned breathing sword skills like other people from the Demon Slayer Team, he would not be so surprised. Because the strongest swordsman who practices the initial breathing technique with his own eyes, if... if the person in front of him is like the swordsman who is like his nightmare, then he can still understand.


    After all, the breathing technique of the Demon Killing Team is to improve one''s physical fitness through breathing to achieve the goal of competing with the ghost. Otherwise, it would be impossible to hunt ghosts by relying solely on the power of ordinary people.


    Not to mention the recovery power of ghosts, simply speed, and power are all different, not to mention that Twelve Ghost Moons also have special abilities that seem like magic.


    Of course, the strongest among the swordsmen who are diligent in breathing can also reach the level of hunting evil spirits easily. Just like Jiuzhu broke into the army of evil ghosts just now, no matter there were a hundred or a thousand people on the other side, they could not stop Jiuzhu from the footsteps. This is actually the same as the evil ghosts. Just like when they face ordinary humans, it is the same whether they are a hundred or a thousand.


    But the person in front of me is different!


    One of the winding strings clearly sensed that when facing the winding strings, his breathing did not change at all, and did not suddenly accelerate like a swordsman who learned breathing. On the contrary, his body seemed quite calm! Whether it is the muscles, blood flow rate, or breathing, it is very calm. It seemed as if the sword he had just swung, which could not even be able to react to by the second string, was just an ordinary blow!


    And - What is Feitian sword flow? Isn’t the breathing sword technique all X breathing?


    "Who are you? What is Feitian Yujianliu??"


    At this moment, the winding string could no longer bear it. He must know that even if he died, he must understand!


    However, Duanmu Huai''s answer was...


    "Oh, I was just talking casually."


    “……Ha?”


    “Just talk about it.”


    Duanmu Huai said as he pulled his sword back into the sheath.


    "Look, no matter you or the people from the Demon Slayer Team, they always shout vampires when fighting, such as this and that breathing... I think I have to follow the local customs and shout whatever I want."


    Speaking of this, Duanmu Huai stared at the winding strings and showed a sneer.


    "What do you want? You can make reservations in advance, such as the ignorant **** of wind, the flying sword flow, the Beichen sword flow, the Liusheng Xinyin flow... Well, actually I only know the names of these genres..."


    "Stop kidding!"


    At this moment, the trepidation of the trepidation finally overwhelmed the fear of death. One of the winding strings opened his mouth and roared loudly. Although he is an evil ghost, he is also a swordsman. But now in front of him, this guy was so contemptuous and had no intention of taking himself seriously! This cannot be tolerated!


    The ghost on the string stepped out and rushed towards Duanmu Huai. At the same time, he pulled out the long sword at his waist and swung it out with a crescent moon!


    The breath of the moon - the shape of the land, the lonely moon is always at night, endless!


    With the sword of the winding string, countless sword lights that looked like crescent moon suddenly burst out, and dense arc sword lights completely wrapped Duanmu Huai''s figure from all directions.


    This is one of the proud techniques of the winding strings, and no one can block his own strong attack!


    Success!


    Looking at Duanmu Huai''s figure being swallowed by the sword light, a smile appeared on the upper string, but at this moment, a voice quietly appeared in his ears.


    "Secret Sword... Yan Returns."


    Immediately afterwards, the world flipped.


    One of the winding strings flew high into the sky. In front of him, his body had been cut off in the waist. Duanmu Huai was still standing there, staring at him with cold eyes.


    That was indifferent and ruthless, and he didn''t take him seriously at all, as if he was just a maggot, an ant, a bug with no value in existence... But it''s not over yet!


    Because at this moment, his Moon Breathing Sword Technique also cut in front of Duanmu Huai.


    Then - on the one hand, Duanmu Huai saw that Duanmu Huai raised the shield that was almost as big as him and blocked him.


    “Dangdang———!”


    The sword light that could even be cut off by human bones was cut on the shield that bound the bones, but it was like its name - like a phantom of moonlight.


    And the consciousness of the upper string came to an end at this moment.


    "Actually, I want to play with you more."


    Looking at the body of one of the winding strings that was gradually shattering and dissipating, Duanmu Huai sighed.


    "But it''s a pity, it seems that there is no extra time to waste."


    As he spoke, Duanmu Huai raised his head and looked not far ahead - there, the giant egg originally formed by condensation of flesh had already broken open, and a very sissy man was standing proudly in it at this moment. And beside him, Jiuzhu was lying or falling down, and was tilted.


    "Although I didn''t expect them to really kill the boss, it''s too miserable."


    Duanmu Huai sighed silently and then raised his footsteps.


    "Forget it, it seems that I have to go to the end."