The night is still dark.

The fire only ignited for a moment and could not illuminate the endless darkness.

Maya Kagami looked at the scene in front of her with dull eyes.

Mr. Purgatory won! He actually punched this ghost's head away!?

Wait—fist!?

As if he remembered something, the steps under Jia Shenchuan's feet started to move.

How could a fist kill an oni!? Even if the fist was wrapped with a chain made of the same material as the Nichirin sword, it would not be able to completely cut open the oni's head like a sword.

It's useless to hit the ghost's head like this!

And...according to the teacher's speculation, the ghost's true form is actually hidden in its head!

Just as she expected, Shinichiro Purgatory, who tried his best to throw the last punch, also realized this.

He wanted to call Jia Shenchuan behind him for a last-ditch attack, but now he had no strength at all, not even the strength to speak.

The whole body fell down weakly as if deflated.

His mouth opened slightly, unable to shout...

But the Kashen River has moved.

Looking at Kagami River rushing past him, Purgatory Shinichiro showed a reassuring smile on his face.

Kagami Kawa Maya's eyes were locked on the head spinning in the air.

At this moment, the head was in pieces, and the hard skin covering it had been completely blown away by the punch just now, revealing the black core hidden inside.

It seems that the core has become a little distorted due to the impact, but it can be clearly seen that it is still squirming.

A tiny claw broke out of the shell and stretched out.

Kagami Kawa Maya saw it clearly, it was a human shape the size of a palm!

Kito, who was stunned by the punch, finally recovered from the violent impact.

Fortunately, he was prepared.

Being punched to pieces by that monster-like human before, Kito's heart was left with a shadow in his heart, so he worked hard to protect his own body!

Although this damn 'Flame Pillar' is very strong, it is far from reaching the level of that man's perversion. How could this punch really kill him while he was protecting his body with all his strength?

Although it did cause damage to him, it was nothing serious.

The ghost vine struggled to crawl out of the core.

He has to get out of here quickly! He is getting more and more anxious. He has no time to kill this female swordsman who can "breath the sun". He can't stay any longer. He has only one thought in his mind at the moment - escape!

It's like escaping from the sun.

Even though it was midnight and the sky was dark, he still felt afraid.

Something was approaching him, when he felt the breath of death!

Ghost Teng looked at the ground getting closer and closer, wishing he could dive into the soil immediately.

"Quick, quick!" He anxiously wanted to fall to the ground as quickly as possible, but he was unable to control the speed of his fall due to the physical discomfort of being blasted into the air.

Unable to touch the soil or trees, he was now helpless in the air, unable to even cast the ghost blood spell.

"What do you want to do!?" Jia Shenchuan walked forward quickly, the Nichirin Sword in his hand glowed with cold light.

This ghost emerged from the core and headed towards the ground without even looking at her. Was it trying to escape?

"How could I let you escape!"

Kashenchuan recalled the way this ghost escaped, drilling holes!

We can't let him touch the ground! How could Mr. Purgatory just let go of the opportunity he worked so hard to create?

"The breath of the sun, the shape of seven, the burst of Yang Hua!"

"Breath of the Sun, Eight Forms, Chakra Sun Flame!"

The slender figure moved forward quickly, its blade aimed at the palm-sized ghost that fell in mid-air.

She didn't know if this ghost had other methods, and she didn't know if she could kill it with one blow, so using force was the safest way.

Point the knife upward and stab!

You can't let this ghost burrow into the ground, so you can't slash downward.

tread--

Kagami Kawa Maya jumped diagonally upwards, her blade dancing towards the sky, drawing an arc of light like the sun.

"bass--"

The friction between the blade and flesh actually made a metallic sound.

Jia Shenchuan frowned.

Sure enough, just as she thought, this ghost still had a way to save his life.

"Damn humans! Get away!" Kito blocked the blade with both hands with a ferocious expression.

The sharp blade was deeply embedded in his bones, and his arm was about to be cut off. The density of his body had already reached an astonishing level, and it was impossible for this woman to cut him in two pieces with her strength.

But there was no sense of pride in his heart, because his body was knocked away again!

Kito looked at the woman resentfully, as if his ability had been seen through. The purpose of this woman was to prevent him from touching the ground.

"hateful!"

He originally wanted to let this woman go, but now it seems that he can't leave without killing her.

"Since you want to die, then I will make it happen for you!"

Oni Teng was extremely anxious, he must kill this woman with one blow, and then quickly escape into the ground.

He flipped around in the air to adjust his posture. The arm that had been chopped returned to its original shape almost instantly, and sharp claws stretched out from his fingertips.

He looked at the woman below with resentment. As long as the woman dared to swing his sword again, he would break the woman's sword and neck!

But before he could make any move, he saw the woman on the ground looking up at him with a smile on her lips.

What are you laughing at? Oni Teng is a little confused.

But soon he felt that the sky behind him seemed to become brighter, and the dawn-like light made him tremble all over, but... it was late at night now!

Before he could turn his head to look, he felt like he was being pinched.

"Click——"

The sound of broken bones kept coming from Xuan Hao's hands.

"ah--"

Oni Teng screamed in pain.

His face was full of disbelief. In just a moment, the high-density body he was proud of was crushed by this man like a bubble.

It's over.

Oni Teng fell into despair.

He was caught by this scary guy.

His strength was useless in this man's hands, and there was no room for struggle. Even if he bit with his mouth, he found that he could not bite open this man's skin.

What kind of monster is he? It is impossible to win, not even that adult, because compared with that adult, the man in front of him is the real monster!

"Lend me the knife."

Xuan Hao's cold voice sounded like he was being sentenced to death in Gui Teng's ears.

He could only watch helplessly as the man came empty-handed and took the long knife from the hateful woman's hand. He watched as the blade slowly approached his neck.

The cold touch, the warm spring, is this death? Guiteng looked ferocious, and he felt his body being released, but it was already too late.

Until his death, he still showed no remorse and glanced at everyone present with resentful eyes.

But until his body completely dissipated, no one present paid any attention to his gaze.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Xuanhao came to Purgatory Shinichiro.

The life force in this man was rapidly draining away, and he was about to die.

"No, you came just in time." Shinichiro Purgatory, who was sitting on the ground, showed a forced smile, "Don't feel guilty, it's not your fault."

"But you are going to die." Xuan Hao blamed himself.

"Teacher, you said Mr. Purgatory... is going to die?" Kagami Kawa Maya was a little confused.

Mr. Purgatory is obviously still alive and well? There are no fatal injuries on his body, he just looks a little exhausted.

Xuan Hao slowly shook his head, "He turned on the markings."

"Patterns?" Kagami Kawa Ayaka then noticed Purgatory Shinichiro's arm.

The ferocious lines were covered with iron chains, which she hadn't noticed just now.

The ‘spots’ only started to appear after the Demon Slayer swordsmen learned the breathing technique from Enichi Tsukuni.

It is said that this is the embodiment of breathing method reaching its extreme, and it is also the embodiment of human beings transcending their limits. It is also a kind of 'curse'.

Swordsmen who have stripes activated usually do not live past the age of twenty-five.

Although Shinichiro Purgatory did not die at the hands of a ghost, he turned on his 'stripes'.
To be continued...