"Indeed, after becoming a ghost, if you are injured, you will heal quickly and will not age. You can always maintain your strongest state..."

Listening to the words of Purgatory Atsuro, Akaza showed a happy smile on her face, and then said excitedly: "That's right, after becoming a ghost..."

"But, I refuse!" Purgatory Atsuro suddenly turned aright and said with a trembling voice.

"Whether it is aging or death, all this is the beauty of this fragile life of human beings.

It is precisely because human life is so short that dazzling sparks bloom in the short life that human beings are so cute and noble.

The word "power" can never be used to describe the body. Human will is stronger than theirs!" Purgatory Atsuro looked at Akaza, raised his hand to touch his chest, and said in a deep voice.

Human life is fragile and short. It is precisely because of the shortness that those great people appear even greater!

Moreover, even if you really want to become that inhuman being, why do you want to be like you? You can’t walk in the sun, you can only live in the dark and swallow the same kind of evil ghosts?

I have a better choice to be a non-human!

"Is it...?" The smile on Akaza's face slowly disappeared. She flipped her hand as an invitation and stood up in front of her.

Akaza's figure sank down, squatting on her horse's stance, and her left fist was closed and placed on her waist.

【Statement...expand!】

A snowflake-shaped technique, centered on Akaza, emerged under his feet.

【Destruction Kill Luo Needle!】

The snowflake technique, which is like a compass, can greatly enhance Akaza's perception and allow him to clearly grasp the opponent's position.

"Do you fight..." Purgatory Atsuro held the knife in his hands and stood up in front of him. He didn't expect to hold the other party with conversation.

Akaza showed a grim smile on her face and rushed towards Purgatory Atsuro, and the snowflake-like technique under his feet also moved.

"Since you are unwilling to become a ghost, I will kill you!"

The two of them fought together in an instant, and the flames of the blade and the fist power kept colliding.

"There are really no flame pillars among the pillars I have killed in the past, and of course no one has ever accepted my invitation."

Akazo jumped into the air and clenched his fists with both hands.

"I really can't understand why you are both martial arts researchers. Isn't it good to be a ghost?

After all, only those who are selected can become ghosts!

Moreover, I really can't bear to look at the warriors with powerful talents, who are ugly, aging and weak, and die."

Akazo pulled his arms back with his fists, "So, just die like this while you are still young and strong!"

Akaza quickly swung her fist in the air at the purgatory Atsuro standing on the ground below.

【Destruction Kill·Empty Style!】

Purgatory Apricot's eyes narrowed, and the Japanese sword in his hand turned.

【Four-type ·Storm of flames!】

A rotating vortex of flame blocked his body, blocking the fist power that Aiwazu waved from the air.

"He just swung his fist in the air, and the force of the fist came to him in a flash. It was impossible for him to cut his neck at such a distance.

So... you need to take the initiative to pull in the distance!"

Purgatory Atsuru's figure instantly appeared in front of Akaza who had landed on the ground, and waved the Sun Wheel Knife in his hand.

...

On the top of Mount Funa Mountain, Tanjiro was in an open space with a large stone like meatballs, holding a wooden sword and practicing hard.

My own Kagura Dance is actually a twelve sword move.

These twelve sword moves were constantly used from his hands in conjunction with Rizhi's breathing.

He could feel that he was constantly getting stronger, and every time he swung his sword, he would be one point stronger than before.

"This is also thanks to the blood seed given by Mr. Minjia, otherwise I would not have made progress so quickly..."

Even with his body that can recover quickly, Tanjiro's face was covered with sweat, which shows his hard work.

Suddenly, Tanjiro, who was practicing, stopped practicing and turned to look at the dark forest.

He smelled a bad smell.

A smell that is very similar to the smell you smell in your own home.

"Who? Come out!" Tanjiro held the wooden knife and shouted loudly at the dark forest.

Just as he finished speaking, an old man with hideous ghost horns on his head crawled out of the darkness timidly.

"Yaaaaa..."

...
Chapter completed!