Su Lin looked at the looming figure in the ice mist, and his keen senses allowed him to detect an aura that was different from ordinary ghosts.

“The speed of solving these cannon fodder is somewhat unexpected to me.”

The last trace of ice mist slowly dissipated in the air, and a young man wearing a black trench coat, a neat and formal shirt, a delicate tie, and a slim vest appeared in front of Su Lin.

The man looks only 2-30 years old, with two slightly curly hairs hanging from both sides of his smooth forehead, and a pair of plum-red eyes with pupils as slender as cats, looking at Surin indifferently.

“Oni Mai Tsuji is not miserable.”

Surin could feel the tyrannical life force on the body of Wu Wu in front of him, like magma gushing out of a crater, billowing and boiling, wanting to devour everything.

It is not the same as the vigorous vitality of the warrior, which completely takes two extreme routes.

The breath of the warrior’s life force is peaceful, neutral, and warm, and even when he strikes with all his strength, he will maintain his own characteristics.

But without misery, behind that vigorous vitality, there are countless mixed together, full of malicious aura, this malice, so that Su Lin, who has sensitive senses, can’t help but be a little shaken.

In a trance, Su Lin could even see the black aura that was entangled in Wu Miserable’s body, and these breaths were like real wronged souls.

The thick breath was wailing all the time, and Su Lin’s ears were filled with these desperate howls, and all the howls were painfully cursing this man, the ancestor of this ghost, Ghost Mai Tsuji was not miserable!

Su Lin’s dead gaze was not miserable, those howling souls in pain broke the peace that Surin had been in, and the stable heartbeat since breaking through the tiger and leopard thunder also beat violently, and the thick killing intent began to condense continuously on the body, and the qi and blood on the body also accelerated and boiled under the action of the heartbeat.

Looking at Su Lin’s gradually reddened eyes, as well as the thick killing intent on his body, a mocking smile appeared on Wu’s pale face.

“You seem to want to kill me, is it because I gave you bad memories?”

Under the flickering light, Su Lin’s face was hidden in the shadows, making it impossible to see the expression.

“You, didn’t you hear their howl?”

The low and hoarse voice, as if he was extremely patient and angry, popped out of his mouth word by word.

“Oh? What are you talking about? Will I hear the voices of the weak? ”

“Human beings, only deserve to be reduced to my food and make me more powerful, why do I hear the voices of those guys!”

Listening to Wu Wu’s inhumane and natural words, Surin laughed as if he had heard some funny joke, and the low laughter continued to echo under the night sky.

The cold killing intent and vigorous anger in the laughter made those who heard it shudder.

“Yes, how can people like you hear it, because you are a beast!”

Su Lin suddenly raised his head, and under the moonlight and light, violent killing intent appeared on his face, and his figure slammed towards Wu Miserably like a cannonball.

Since coming to the world of Ghost Slayer Blade for more than ten years, Surin has always felt that he has completely integrated here, with people who care about him, people who adore him, and people he wants to protect, and this kind of life has made Surin very satisfied.

But today, seeing Wu Miserable and hearing the wailing soul on his body, Surin found that he was simply like an outsider.

Generations of Ghost Killer Swordsmen have died one after another, perhaps for their families or friends, but all of them have the same wish, that is, to completely eradicate Ghost Mai Tsuji without tragedy, so that everyone can live in a world free of ghost threats.

Compared to them, Surin felt like he was frolicking, just thinking about the peaceful life he had done.

“Yes, how can you allow this kind of guy to exist in the world, how can you watch this kind of guy jumping alive in front of you!”

“This kind of guy doesn’t deserve to be in this world at all!”

The unjust soul on Wu Miser’s body was like gasoline poured on the firepower, completely igniting Su Lin, and the blood in his heart was surging and boiling at this moment, and the burning feeling made Su Lin just want to print his fist on Wu Miserable’s face fiercely!

“It’s really fiery, but except for the guys who practice the Breath of the Sun, I’m invincible!”

Wu Miserable looked at Su Lin’s figure, grinned and sneered, and directly greeted him without fear!

As the ancestor of ghosts, the strongest ghost creature who has lived for thousands of years, his physical fitness and strength are also extremely powerful.

Looking at Su Lin’s figure, Wu Lin’s arms suddenly alienated, tearing the clothes he was wearing, and the two arms directly turned into two long whips with sharp barbs, swinging towards Su Lin!

“Snap!”

“Snap!”

The two arms danced in the air, exploding with a violent sound, and the sharp barbs flashed cold in the night, brushing past Surin’s side along a strange and elusive route.

“Zila..”

The clothes on Su Lin’s body were directly torn apart by the stabbing whip, and without waiting for a reaction, the whip that passed through the side actually circled and struck again from behind Su Lin. _

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