Immortal from the villains of Gundam Seed

Chapter 22

His ribs were broken, his left arm was broken, his eyes were stained with blood, and he was panting like a bellows.

In addition to that as always hot emotion, and indomitable spirit.

Yanzhu purgatory, Xing Shoulang, compared to the Shangxian ghost on the opposite side, is really too bleak.

"Pfft." With a sound, the arm cut off by Zhu recovered in the blink of an eye.

The blood flowing from the wound also flowed back in an instant, licking the few drops of blood remaining from the healing wound.

"If you go on like this, you will really die! You are called Xing Shoulang, and you should become a ghost."

"In that case, no matter what kind of injury you have, you can recover, and you still have enough time to hone your martial arts!"

"Whether it's 100 years, 200 years or 300 years, as a ghost, you have enough time. You can constantly refine your sword skills. See, ghosts have too many benefits, right!"

The arms are open, as if showing the superiority of the ghost.

Yiwozuo bewitched everyone present with an aria-like voice.

Yes, compared with the fragile body of human beings.

With almost endless physical strength, the regenerative ability of the body can be restored in an instant.

All sorts of strange vampire techniques.

And unlike the short and fleeting lifespan of humans, the lifespan of ghosts is measured in thousands of years!
Tanjiro's trio's eyes are full of worry, that's Zhu!
The existence standing at the pinnacle of the Ghost Killing Squad, the existence that I and others had to look up to in the past.

Will it fail?
column!
"Hey, Tanjiro, why don't we run quickly, Yan Zhu... can't beat him?"

Shan Yi, who has always been a coward, put forward his own opinion tremblingly at this time.

He didn't want to be a ghost hunter at all, so he didn't have the slightest embarrassment for his way of running away.

Didn't you see it?

Zhudu was beaten so badly.

It's not like you didn't miss the fierce battle just now.

Zhu has done his best, causing extensive damage to that Shangxian ghost more than once.

The most ruthless time, it almost split the ghost in half, and almost killed the terrifying Shangxian.

But it still came down at the last minute.

If we don't run away, that's the authentic way of waiting to die.

"I won't lose! Brother Xing Shoulang, he will definitely not lose!"

Rejecting Zenitsu's suggestion categorically, Tanjiro, sweating, firmly grasped his own Japanese sword with his right hand.

He is ready to rush to support at any time.

"That's a pillar!"

While Inosuke nodded, he also grabbed his own two knives, and at the same time said sarcastically.

"Whoever wants to listen to a coward's words, my uncle is stronger than Zhu!"

"It's going to die, it's going to die..."

Without persuading the two companions to leave, Shanyi didn't really turn around and run away.

Although one muttering in his mouth would kill him or something, the hand holding the knife has already proved himself.

"Forgive me for refusing!"

Looking at Yi Wozuo who patiently waited for his return, Xing Shoulang refused, but he couldn't help but feel sorry for him in his heart.

It really doesn't look like a ghost who does many evil things.

"If you were human, we would definitely be brothers!"

"Huh? What are you talking about."

Yi Wozuo didn't hear Yan Zhu's last whisper, and asked after digging his ears.

He didn't wait for a response, what answered him was Yan Shoulang's fighting spirit permeating his whole body.

The invisible fighting spirit turned into substance, making the red feathered fabric he was wearing rattled.

"No matter what, I will fulfill my duty! Everyone here, none of them will die!"

He raised his fractured left arm, and held the handle of the knife with his right hand, which was still intact but already sore.

Raising the knife above his head, Xing Shoulang's determination was conveyed to Yiwozuo through his movements.

"Interesting, this amazing grudge, let me respond to you properly!"

The left hand is raised flat in front of the body to form a palm, the right hand is clenched and placed at the waist, and a horse stance is formed.

Yiwozuo put on a posture, slightly fascinated by his eyes, with a satisfied smile on his crazy face.

"Breath of Flame. Profound Truth!"

"Explode the technique. Destroy and kill. Compass needle!"

"Purgatory!"

"Crazy style!"

Bring a flame all the way, as hot as his enthusiasm.

Burning his heart and breaking through the limits of human beings, this is what Yanzhu is proud of!
Being given a surname is the strongest trick of the breathing method of flame!

Become a dragon!

Xing Shoulang gathered thousands of words and endless beliefs here.

Get lost, ghost!
Swing your own fists, and keep honing your martial arts based on a hundred years of time.

I think that I have reached the pinnacle, and no one can match except myself.

Yiwozuo also tried his best.

Xing Shoulang, can you block this hundred-year-old punch!

The clash of swords and fists turned into a hurricane of flames sweeping across the sky, penetrating the heavens and the earth...

Obscured by flames.

The anxious trio outside the battlefield stared wide-eyed at the two who were about to decide the winner.

"Will you win!" Shanyi clasped his hands together and prayed.

"I will win! That is Mr. Xing Julang! I will definitely win!"

Tanjiro gritted his teeth firmly and said.

"Unfortunately, Yan Zhu almost lost."

Arranging things and paying attention to the battle situation, Rhodes came to the side of the trio and drew out the straight knife, and said softly with endless regret.

Even though the wheel of history has changed a lot, Xing Shoulang still did not create a miracle this time.

With a single stroke, it cut through Yiwozuo's century-old skill like a bamboo.

Taking advantage of the trend, he cut a V-shaped knife edge, pulled it up and made a horizontal cut, but it was still when he cut off the ghost's neck.

blocked by ghosts.

"It still hasn't changed~~"

Before the three of Tanjiro asked, what did this sentence mean.

Beep and clatter, the hair stands on end, and the body is covered with golden lightning.

When the flames began to die out, the ghost was about to finally take the life of the exhausted Kyojuro.

Lei Ting's brilliant sky power directly destroyed the ghost's ambition.

"The breath of thunder. The shape of one. The flash of a thunderbolt!"

Yiwoza, whose arm and body were destroyed, heard the name of the move that came belatedly.

Don't be surprised, at this moment, Rhode's speed was briefly faster than the sound of his moves.

And the price was that he couldn't take advantage of the situation to chop off the ghost's head.

However, at least Xing Shoulang was saved.

Grasp the buffer of every second, and try to recover the stiff body quickly.

With a calm face and pretending to be able to do everything with ease, Rhodes stood in front of Xing Shoulang and said.

"That person will not die, except the ghost!"

"!!!"

Being split apart and recovering, the most annoying thing about ghosts is the perverted ability to regenerate.

Straightening up, Yiwoza, who once again recovered his complete body, raised his head and laughed loudly.

"Another, another! So much fun, so much luck!"

"You are Lei Zhu! You are Lei Zhu!"

"Hey, you should become a ghost too! Just like that Yanzhu, fight with me forever and ever!"

"Sa, become a ghost!"

Too lazy to pay attention to the martial madman in front of him, Rhodes felt a gift belonging to the seed world.

Before fighting against Tanjiro and Inosuke, I added watching the battle between Yanzhu and Kamizuru.

"Explosion?"

With a whisper, a golden seed in Rhodes' mind shattered with his will, and then turned into a little bit of starlight.

His eyes lost focus and his emotions were exposed. At this moment, Rhodes' battle began!

"Hey, coward, that guy is Lei Zhu? It's completely different from you!"

Looking at Rhodes, who is coming from the god of thunder, and looking at Shanyi who is shivering in fear beside him.

Inosuke couldn't help complaining.

"Ghost Killing Squad doesn't have Lei Zhu yet!"

The melodious sound of wind chimes sounded from the sky.

Raising their heads, the three of them blurted out in unison.

"So beautiful, so many butterflies!"

(End of this chapter)