Ghost Slayer: The Great Swordsman System at the beginning, our teacher follows the country

After running for a short time, he found Ganluji Mitsuri in a street.

Not only that, but behind her, the boy who had contradicted the secretary before and his mother were also there.

Perhaps for the sake of protecting them, at this moment, Ganluji Mitsuri was being attacked by several shadow wolves.

Whenever she wanted to chop off its neck with a knife, the blade seemed to be absorbed and could not be cut off.

In desperation, Ganluji Mitsuri could only slash with brute force.

It is precisely because of this that everything she does is useless.

With an anxious expression on her face, Ganluji Mitsuri kept twisting her body, trying to get rid of the shadow wolf's attack.

At this moment, a shadow wolf quietly appeared behind her, biting towards the tender white neck.

Sensing a foreign object behind him, but at this moment Ganlu Temple has no time to swing the knife.

"Mitsuri, breathe!"

The secretary's voice suddenly sounded, and then Ganluji Mitsuri's body suddenly moved by itself.

"The Thrill of First Love"

The knife in his hand swung quickly, like a whip, and slashed at Shadow Wolf's body.

Wherever he went, the shadow wolf's body was chopped into pieces, turning into black mist and dissipating in the air.

"Huhuhu~"

After beheading all the shadow wolves, the exhausted Ganlusi put his hands on the ground and took a deep breath.

Looking around, it was only then that she realized what she had done.

"I did it, I really did it."

The expression gradually became agitated, and the face of Kanroji Mitsuri was full of smiles.

"Crack, snap, snap."

The sound of applause came, Secretary Secretary walked to her side and said with a smile.

"Congratulations, Miri, for becoming an excellent ghost hunter."

"Mr. Secretary, have you seen that I can already use the breath of flames in battle!"

Hugging the secretary, Ganluji Mitsuri jumped up and down excitedly like a little rabbit.

"No, not the Breath of Flame."

After touching her little head, Secretary Secretary continued.

"That's not the breathing method that Xing Shoulang taught you, it's your own breathing style."

Hearing what the secretary said, Ganlusi Mili gradually calmed down.

As the secretary said, the breathing method he used just now is obviously different from the breathing of flame.

So, did I create a new breathing method myself?

"yeah!"

Jumping up happily, Ganluji Mitsuri immediately grabbed the secretary's arm and said.

"Mr. Secretary, please help me think about it, what is the name of the new breath?"

"Breath of Love, how about it?"

After saying the name, the secretary watched Ganluji Mitsuri's reaction.

"Breath of Love...Breath of Love...Love"

After repeating a few words, she then smiled and nodded seriously.

"Okay, from now on, my breathing method will be called the breath of love!"

Nodding, the secretary then turned his gaze to the mother and son.

"Hurry up and get out of here. Although it's fine now, you can't tell what will happen later."

"Oh? Ah, yes."

The brain-destroyed mother came to her senses after a jolt, and immediately nodded to the Secretary and Ganlusi Mili to express her gratitude.

Picking up her son, she ran outside without looking back.

The little boy kept looking at the secretary without moving his eyes.

Just as he was about to disappear from his sight, the little boy suddenly yelled.

"Brother, you are the best, I will never forget you!"

The secretary didn't speak, just smiled and waved in that direction.

After the mother and son left, the secretary and the secretary began to look for other swordsmen and started the rescue.

Soon, all the wandering shadow wolves were killed.

After chopping up the last shadow wolf, the secretary looked in one direction.

That is where Xing Shoulang and Pei Lang are, and it is the key to this battle.

"Let's go, let's witness the death of Twelve Ghost Moons."

Hearing that he and others were going to fight Twelve Ghost Moons, those swordsmen who had just been rescued were a little scared.

But then I thought about it, why should I be afraid of others.

There is a secretary here, what is the twelve ghost moons, it can't be simply killed.

Thinking of this, their mood became a lot easier.

Walking quickly to the main battlefield, the Secretary saw Xing Shoulang and Pei Lang in the middle of the field from afar.

Glancing at Secretary Secretary and the others in the distance, Pei Lang felt a chill in his heart.

I haven't heard the sound of an explosion for a long time, which means that all the bombs have been dismantled.

And just now, the connection with the last shadow wolf that was arranged around was also cut off.

Now, am I the only one left?

There was a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth, and then Pei Lang's eyes widened.

"Even so, I will pull a back!"

Roaring up to the sky, he then shouted at Xing Shoulang.

"Purgatory, let us fight to the death!"

Blood ghost * war wolf

Wrapping all the shadows he could mobilize around his body, Peilang immediately turned into a werewolf with a strong physique of more than two meters.

A knife made of shadows appeared in his hand, and Pei Lang looked at his opponent with cold eyes.

"Purgatory Xingshourou, right? My name is Peilang. Let's fight as warriors!"

After finishing speaking, he took his own steps and rushed towards Xing Shoulang.

Faced with the ghost's appointment, Xing Shoulang naturally did not refuse.

Also charging forward with a knife, the two collided for the third time.

As time went by, Xing Shoulang gradually fell into a disadvantage.

The physical fitness of human beings cannot be compared with that of ghosts. Long-term battles will cause the body to be covered with wounds, and the physical and mental strength will also be exhausted.

After using the "Wolf of War", the shadow wrapped around the body of Peilang has a stronger absorption ability than before.

Not to mention swinging the knife with brute force, he can absorb even ordinary flames.

But even so, the figure of Xing Shoulang holding the knife still did not take half a step back.

"Die!"

Kicking Xing Shoulang away with one kick, Pei Lang rushed forward while he didn't stand up.

He raised the shadow knife in his hand high, and then cut it down suddenly.

Seeing the knife getting closer and closer to him, Xing Shoulang began to recall the breath of flame he had learned in his mind.

As a breathing method that has been passed down for hundreds of years, the breath of flame can be imagined to the extent of its refinement.

Although there are only nine moves, each of them is a move that has condensed countless efforts.

And the ultimate mystery is the powerful sword skill named after the family name.

It was a slash that burned one's own soul and life, and its power was enough to destroy everything.

"Let it burn!"

There were only these three words left in his mind, and then Xing Shoulang's body moved.

Surrounded by raging karmic fire, he rushed out while holding the knife amidst the explosion.

"Breath of Flame Profound Truth!"