"Okay... so strong... is this the highest realm of Ertian first-class?"

Seeing Abe Temple's amazing sword, a drop of cold sweat fell from Yamada Kengo's forehead.

If you face this sword, I'm afraid...

After using this move, Abe Temple seemed to be exhausted, and one stood unsteadily, kneeling on the ground with a sword in one hand.

"Are you all right?"

Yamada Kengo quickly stepped forward to support him.

"This move takes too much energy. With my current strength, I can only use this once in a short time..."

Abeji's lips were black, and he looked at his arm with a wry smile.

At this moment, his entire sleeve had burst into strips of cloth, revealing his blood-stained, twisted right arm.

This is probably not just a simple fracture.

"Let's go, let's meet with Tokimoto-sensei and the others first..."

Kengo Yamada quickly tore off the hem of his jacket and wrapped his arms around him.

After doing all this, the two turned around and headed towards the bottom of the gate of hell.

"Wait... this... ugh..."

In the air, the stench unique to resentful spirits, which was thicker than before, began to drift with the wind, irritating his keen nasal cavity.

Even the ground was shaking slightly for some reason.

The two slowly raised their heads, and saw only a few black shadows pouring out of the gate of hell, no longer scattered, but gathered together, falling straight from the air toward their direction.

It seems that the battle just now was too loud, attracting the attention of some existences.

"Uh uh... No, there's still no end!!!"

"Find a way to retreat separately, at your speed, maybe you can..."

Looking at the resentment spirits gathered above their heads, the number of which was dozens of times greater than before, Yamada Kengo and Abeji both showed desperate eyes at the same time.

"Boom boom boom..."

Just when the two were in a dilemma, the roar of a motorcycle was faintly heard not far away.

With his keen hearing, Yamada Kengo couldn't help but turn even paler when he first heard the familiar voice for some reason.

In this resentful area, all the energy sources of the sun are cut off, how is it possible that the locomotive can still start.

"...Could it be that there are still the resentful spirits of the beastly clan?"

This voice reminded him of the headless knight who took the head on Mount Haruna.

Even at his current speed, facing such an existence, I am afraid there is no way to escape.

"Be careful!"

Without waiting for him to think about it, the Aggregate Wraith above his head has rushed down hungry.

"Boom boom boom..."

At the same time, the exhaust sound of the locomotive was getting closer.

"Fight these guys!!!"

Just as the two of them were holding weapons, they were drowned by the figure of the resentful spirit in a desperate attitude...

A black and white locomotive rushed out of grievances and swept across the street beside the two of them quickly.

Two huge black arms burning with unknown runes stretched out from the rider's body like black wings, and quickly swung in the direction of the two at the moment of passing.

It seems that due to the absorption of too much resentment, the size of the pair of black arms has doubled from before.

In the face of this terrifying giant fist, the movements of the two and the resentful spirits around them froze as if the pause button was pressed.

The high-speed nitrogen headlights illuminated the twisted and ferocious expressions of the two people who were entangled in the resentful spirits and fought desperately with several resentful spirits "you have me and I have you".

"Tooth...white..."

"Weird? Ghosts? No... This is even scarier than ghosts..."

Facing the black giant fist that suddenly appeared in front of them with an irresistible aura, the two "worse than snow" were as small and powerless as facing a meteorite falling from the sky...

Compared with this giant fist, the pressure brought by the Ping Jiangmen with the body of ghosts and gods at the beginning was not comparable to even a single cold hair.

The pair of terrifying giant fists, which made people completely unable to resist the slightest thought, passed through the two of them like a gust of wind, and then quickly retracted them.

As if the wind was blowing lightly, the trees fell and the cherry blossoms did not cause any waves.

"Ugh? I...I'm not dead?"

When the two of them recovered from the suffocating fist wind unscathed, a crystal drizzle was already falling all around.

In the vacuum zone created by the silent and violent fist wind, nearly a hundred resentful spirits swayed down from the sky like rain, turned into pure white spirit bodies that danced in the sky and folded their hands, and slowly filled the two temples of Abe Temple. The streets next to people.

"Wow! Fa... what happened to Fafa?!"

"This is... becoming a Buddha."

The two, who were covered in bruises and bruises, stared dumbfounded at the locomotive that had passed by at a high speed from not far away and swept away the resentment around them like a gust of wind.

The vermilion torii gates bloomed from the road behind only after realizing it.

The street lamps on both sides flickered and regained their light, illuminating the two people who were standing there.

"Little... Little Bird Yuma Bow?"

Looking at the shrine maiden who was sitting in the back seat of the distant locomotive, as if she was out for a drive at night, and seemed to be nodding to herself, Abeji couldn't help rubbing his eyes.

"The warriors of the war, the warring states... and this strong male (wine) human (essence) taste that cannot be dissolved... Isn't that the one who rides..."

At the rear, Kengo Yamada moved his nose slightly and instantly recognized the Yamaha XJR4000, which he was so familiar with, and the rider on the car.

"It turns out that Senior Araki has been hiding, silently guarding and spurring me from behind, and couldn't help but come out until the critical moment..."

I don't know what a man's elegy song of the earth-shattering, shoulder-to-shoulder man looked at each other, and tears filled Kengo Yamada's eyes instantly.

"Araki Sosuke?! So, you are..."

Hearing Yamada Kengo's words, struggling to identify the rider's back, Abeji's tired eyes ignited a fiery flame again.

"...Ghost Rider!"

In this situation, he couldn't help but think of the ghost of an anglerfish who laboriously "folded" his fins to become a Buddha on the side of the road in Ikebukuro Park.

"What kind of existence does that guy have in his body..."

Recently, he has made some achievements in practicing the first-class "Book of Five Rings" for two days. He believes that his strength is no longer behind others.

However, the terrifying existence in the opponent's body~lightnovelpub.net~ is just a random punch, no matter the power and realm, it is a hundred times more powerful than the sword that squeezed the whole body's spiritual power...

It seems that the road of his own cultivation is still very long.

"Huh...huh..."

Just as the two of them were immersed in the complex thoughts of returning from the dead, the air around them began to surge rapidly.

got windy.

"Look... what is that..."

Standing on the inside of the only bright torii gate, Kengo Yamada pointed to the distance and suddenly showed a desperate look.

"Is this really still a human world?"

I don't know when, around Taito District, there were several black tornadoes rising into the sky.

Wherever they passed, countless buildings were directly destroyed by the violent wind, turning into debris in the sky and blending into the tornado.

Those tornadoes continued to absorb the resentment and the surrounding things from the gate of **** from the air, and became more and more sturdy.

Those despairing black tornadoes, like life, slowly moved to the edge of Taito District, mercilessly razing them to the ground, and frantically hitting the edge to get the formation light curtain.

"No, the master said that if the 'Tokyo Three Arrays' are broken, the entire Tokyo will be in danger..."

"It's no wonder that Sosuke Araki and Kotori Yu are so anxious to go over... This tornado is too strange to sit still and must support them!"

Recovering from this apocalyptic scene, suddenly thought of something terrible, Abe Temple and Yamada Kengo forced their scarred bodies to run in the direction where Sosuke Araki left.

If you can't close the gate of **** in the night sky before the collapse of the formation...

I am afraid that before dawn, the whole of Tokyo will be reduced to a real purgatory on earth.

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