Chapter 119

Puff!

In just a blink of an eye, Douma's broken arm regenerated, but looking at the new white and tender arm, Douma's face was not very good after all.

It still underestimated Shinichi's sudden burst of strength. If it weren't for the bombardment and protection of Blood Demon Art·Mist Ice·Water Lily Bodhisattva, Douma, who was close to Shinichi, might not have just lost an arm.

However, there are not so many ifs on the battlefield. No matter how many possibilities there are, the result is in front of us. Although Douma is a little embarrassed, Shinichi's condition is worse.

Physical strength is exhausted, and the violent blood·Third degree activated at the last moment has brought a great burden to the body. Even the double recovery of Forest Breathing and Demon Constitution can hardly make up for the loss of Shinichi's body.

The internal organs are basically all necrotic, some are caused by inhaling too many ice crystals, and some are caused by the overload of their own temperature. In short, in a word, Shinichi has completely lost the ability to move. If he was just an ordinary human, he should have died long ago.

But the demon blood in his body that had not completely dried up barely maintained Shinichi's vitality, but now he was breathing in less and breathing out more.

"It's over, little guy, you are really good. If you are willing to serve Master Muzan, you can become an upper string immediately, how about it?" Douma threw an olive branch to Shinichi for the last time. If Shinichi didn't agree, then Douma would not speak so "gently".

Shinichi's consciousness was getting more and more blurred, but he still forced the last bit of strength to squeeze out a word from his throat, "Get out..."

Douma's colorful eyes still had no emotional fluctuations, but he still murmured in his mouth: "What a pity~"

Swish! The purple claws grabbed Shinichi directly.

Huh! ! !

Suddenly! The whistling sound in the air forced Douma's figure to stop.

Bang! ! A blood-colored long sword pierced deeply into the ground in front of Douma, and the powerful impact directly blasted countless cracks on the ground!

"Ah~ Is it over? Who is it again? To be honest, I am really a little angry!" Douma smiled, but several blood vessels on his face were obviously popping out. He had never known what emotions were, but now he seemed to really understand what anger was.

Bang! !

As soon as Douma finished speaking, a figure landed between him and Shinichi.

Black warrior coat, golden eyes, cold face, short black hair, headband with the word "Wu" on the forehead, black claws and sharp fangs flashing with cold light, confirming the identity of the ghost who suddenly appeared.

"Huh? What's going on? Why is it another ghost? What kind of ghost are you?" Douma was stunned. Why did another strange ghost come? What's going on? Is it Master Muzan's new PLAY?

However, Wugui had no intention of explaining to Douma. He looked back at the dying Shinichi and said, "I didn't realize that you are also a little guy who likes to show off. However, you just casually exposed your identity in front of humans. Aren't you afraid of getting into trouble in the future? Those humans have a deep hatred for ghosts."

"Hey, hey! This new gentleman, you haven't answered my question yet! It's so rude!" Douma protested with his hands on his waist.

But Wugui's golden eyes just glanced at him, and then he suddenly exploded without any warning. He stepped on the ground, and his palm cracked. Scarlet blood gushed out instantly and quickly condensed into the shape of a long sword.

"Blood Martial Arts·Sword Style·Stabbing Star!"

The blood-colored long sword emitted a strong bloody aura, and the sword light flashed, piercing Douma's face at a speed that ordinary people could not react to.

Clang!

The golden iron fan blocked the sword with great difficulty, but Douma's hand holding the iron fan trembled uncontrollably, which showed how much power the blood sword had.

Wugui showed his fangs, and his golden eyes were full of fighting spirit. He said very impolitely: "I'll take this little guy away. Upper rank? Haha, go back and tell Muzan to wash your neck and wait for death!"

Douma's face was blocked by the iron fan, and his expression could not be seen, and his voice could not be heard. "Oh? Really?"

Behind him, the cracked water lily Bodhisattva raised a huge ice crystal palm and slashed at Wugui!

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Huh and huff! Kocho Shinobu, carrying her sister on her back, ran forward desperately. The warm feeling on her back made Kocho Shinobu realize that it was her sister's wound that was bleeding and soaking her clothes.

The thin body was already exhausted, but Shinobu Kocho didn't dare to stop. Tears kept flowing from her violet eyes, and her heart was in great pain as if being twisted by a sharp knife. Shinichi's appearance and the scene of him turning into a demon and resolutely rushing towards the upper-rank demon kept appearing in her mind.

"Why? Why? Why? "Shinobu was screaming in her heart, but no one could answer her question.

"Ah!" Suddenly, Shinobu Kocho seemed to be tripped by something, and her thin body stumbled and fell uncontrollably, and her sister Kanae on her back also fell to the ground.

"Sister! Sister!" Shinobu Kocho, who fell, didn't care about her own embarrassment, and quickly got up and rushed to Kanae. She supported her exhausted body and hugged her sister in her arms, looking at the wound on her sister's chest that was still bleeding and her sister's increasingly weak breathing.

Shinobu Kocho couldn't help it anymore and burst into tears.

At the same time.

Shinobu Fuzukawa, who was running wildly, suddenly stopped and looked around with bloodshot eyes. The rabbit beside him also stopped quickly.

"Shinobu, what's wrong? Did you find anything? "Xiantu held the handle of the Nichirin Sword with a serious expression.

Shiya did not answer, but continued to look around, as if looking for something, and finally suddenly locked a direction and rushed towards it frantically.

"That voice! There is no mistake, it is Butterfly's sister!" Shiya thought anxiously in his heart.

Sure enough, under Shiya's leadership, the two quickly found Kanae, who was breathing weakly, and Kocho Shinobu, who was crying loudly.

"Butterfly!" Seeing the seriously injured Kanae, Shiya subconsciously shouted anxiously, and the blue veins representing anger immediately covered his forehead and arms.

Xiantu reacted quickly and immediately took out some emergency medicines from his body, and tore off a large piece of his own haori as gauze.

But before Xiantu could rescue the Butterfly sisters, Kocho Shinobu, who was crying out of breath, grabbed Xiantu's arm and said anxiously but choked: "Shin.. Shin.. Shinichi.. Help! ..Save Shin...him! Upper Rank!"

Satsuki was stunned for a moment, then reacted instantly, and shouted without looking back: "Shimi-kun! !"

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The broken streets were full of ruins, crackling burning ruins and frost-covered ground were everywhere, and the bumpy ground and the terrible buildings showed how terrible the battle that had just happened here was.

But the Wind Pillar and the Abyss Pillar, who rushed over desperately, did not find the figures of the evil ghost and the Mori Pillar Shinichi on the battlefield. The two searched for a long time, and finally found a broken two-color sun wheel sword and half a broken green haori in a corner.

"Shinichi senior..." Satsuki looked at the broken haori and was at a loss for words.

"Damn it! !" Fuzugawa Shimi-kun angrily punched a wall beside him, smashing cracks on the wall.

Moriya, did he die in the battle?