Demon Slayer: Tanjuro Kamado returns from Sekiro

Chapter 31 - Weiming Sword Art Rihu Edition
——As a ninja.

If you can sneak attack and assassinate, try not to confront the knife head-on.

Facing the sword head-on is what a samurai can do.

Tanjuro has always followed this rule before, and he has never failed when dealing with miscellaneous soldiers and even elite monsters.

He even secretly killed the White Snake God, a giant snake that crisscrossed the valley.

Tanjuro just now, as usual, tried to use the transparent world to hide his breath, and directly slashed his head from behind.

But obviously, the second part of the last string has long since broken away from the category of miscellaneous soldiers in the wolf world.

rooftop.

"Puff!"

Pei Lang spat out a big mouthful of blood.

Swish!
Taking advantage of the moment when Tanjuro's knife was caught by the blood ghost technique, Pei Lang hurriedly jumped two big steps sideways, and landed on the other side of the roof wrapped in his coat.

"You bastard!"

The blue veins on Peilang's forehead popped up. He touched the wound on his neck and cursed at Tanjuro who was swinging a knife in the distance:

"Where did it come from?! Don't get in my way!"

His goal is only Purgatory Makijuro!
hateful!

Kamado Tanjuro drooped his eyelids slightly, he raised the knife in his hand, the black substance on the knife had dissipated completely.

To be honest, this is also the second time he has really fought a ghost.

The feeling just now...

Tanjuro looked at Peilang's neck, the thick substance formed by the shadow, and the eyeballs in it were flowing.

Blood ghost art ah.

It was like hacking into a different space, without really touching his neck.

Tanjuro was thinking for a moment.

Two streets away.

"boom--!!"

The soaring flames immediately set off smoke and dust, and the pitch-black smoke drifted away with the sound of the explosion.

Another explosion.

"What...?!" Purgatory Xingshoulang quickly turned his head, his pupils shrank, and he looked at the place where the explosion happened, obviously the ghost is here!
Looking at Kyojuro who was attracted by the sound, Tanjuro hurriedly reminded:

"...a ticking time bomb."

Tanjuro said to Kyojuro, when the first bomb exploded, he heard the beating sound of the hour hand faintly.

Kamado Tanjuro turned around and stood up the blade, the smooth surface reflected him:
"I'm afraid there are bombs like this all over Tokyo now."

"Quick fight."

creak...

Rarely, Lian Ji Xing Shou Lang didn't reply, he just turned his head, the veins popped up on his forehead, and his complexion darkened instantly.

Peilang wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and raised his cloak violently. The cloak formed a large shadow under the moonlight. He looked at Tanjuro:
"That's right!"

Afterwards, the scarlet pupils looked at Purgatory Kyoshourou whose face was gradually gloomy, grinning the corners of his mouth, provocatively:

"Tokyo is full of bombs like this..."

"so…"

"How many people will die because of you?"

Peilang slowly retracted his open arms and snorted coldly, even though he was still laughing:
"Ghost Killing Squad?"

"What... have you protected?"

As Pei Lang himself said.

His purpose is revenge.

instead of killing his enemies.

He wants to make that purgatory feel the pain bit by bit, from beliefs, companions, family members...

Let him see it all happen in front of his own eyes.

In the end, let's appreciate his shattered body tortured by himself!

tread.

"Mr. Zaomen." Purgatory Kyojuro gritted his teeth, standing in front of Tanjuro, blocking him faintly, with a solemn tone:
"Leave it to me first!"

"Let the rest of the team know the information and look for the bomb, please leave to Mr. Zaomen!"

Purgatory Xingshoulang's voice was deliberately loud, as if he was afraid that he would not be heard.

And in fact.

"Karma! Karma!"

In the sky, the circling crow, after hearing Xing Shoulang's shout, Gaga screamed and flapped its wings and flew away.

rooftop.

Peilang looked at the two who were talking loudly, his ears moved slightly, and then he raised his arms to cast a shadow on the inner lining of the military uniform:

"...?" He clicked his lips, as if being ignored made him very uncomfortable.

moment.

The cloak is in the shadows inside.

click!click!
Several gun barrels protruded from the dark shadows, and the black muzzles were aimed at Xingjurou and Tanjuro in front of Pei Lang:
"Don't try to escape!"

boom!
Bang bang bang! !
With the first gunshot.

Every gun barrel began to burst into flames, and in an instant, dense bullets shot towards the two of them!

shadow?The barrel of the gun poked out of the shadows!
Tanjuro observed Peilang's blood ghost art, and at the same time, he also paid attention to his surroundings.

whoosh-

Watching the bullets fired from the barrel, Tanjuro slowly inserted the Hirinkana into the scabbard.

At the same time, the other hand suddenly pulled out the wedge pill.

Clang!
Tanjuro held the wedge ball in front of him, holding the knife in one hand.

"Hiss—!" He sucked in air violently, compressing a large amount of oxygen in his body!
In the body, the remaining quarter of the "regeneration" power began to be consumed at an accelerated rate!
Stop the bullet.

I am familiar with this.

Spotting a bullet flying in front of him, Tanjuro sent the sideways wedge ball in that direction!
"when!"

Dazzling sparks suddenly appeared on Wedge Maru's sword!

The bullets fired were instantly bounced away!
"Fixed him."

Tanjuro blocked a few bullets for Kyojuro, he pulled Kyojuro, and the two quickly hid behind a bunker on the roof, talking in a low voice.

But the hearing of ghosts is much stronger. Peilang held the pistol in both hands, and kept pulling the trigger with the gun in the shadows:
"Fix me?" Peilang sneered:
"You can swing the knife if you want, but you can't cut my neck!"

"It's impossible for a knife to beat a gun!"

The tongues of flames were still shooting towards the direction of the two people's bunkers.

next moment.

Swish!
Purgatory Kyoshouro held the blade and rushed out from the side of the bunker!
Peilang's attack target immediately focused on Xing Shoulang - after all, that was his target of revenge.

[Breath of Flame·Shape of Flame·Scroll of Flame]!
The flames wrapped around Xing Shoulang's body with the swing of the Sun Wheel Saber. He barely defended against the incoming bullets, but scars would inevitably appear on his body.

The moment the set fire moved away from Tanjuro's vicinity.

whoosh-

The figure of Kamado Tanjuro rushed out from behind the cover, holding the wedge ball tightly in his hand, and the blade kept deflecting the stray bullets that came over!
"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

With Kyojuro as the cover, Tanjuro rushed to Peilang almost effortlessly.

When he rushed in front of Pei Lang, Xie Wan had already sheathed again, and what he held in his hand had turned into the black sun wheel knife.

Pei Lang looked at Tanjuro who was stuck in front of him, he smiled ferociously, the area around his neck had already turned into a dark and sticky shadow.

"you're right."

Tanjuro said, gripping the Japanese sword tightly, raised his right arm, and made a horizontal slash towards Peilang's neck:
"Sometimes guns are better than knives."

"what?"

Peilang pursed his lips, he didn't understand what Tanjuro was talking about.

Until—he saw Tanjurou raise his right arm in a slashing motion.

In his left hand, he was holding the sniper rifle that he discarded just now!
Peilang leaned back slightly, his pupils shrank, and the trigger in his hand slowed down.

next moment.

boom!
Tanjuro, who had already turned his face, put the barrel of the gun directly between Peilang's eyebrows, and pulled the trigger forcefully!

With a burst of yellow and white objects flying out, Pei Lang temporarily lost his brain and was in a trance for a moment.

On its neck, the vampire technique produced by the black shadow also disappeared instantly!

"hiss--!!"

【Breathe of the Sun · One Shape · Round Dance】!
The sun wheel knife held in the right hand was twined around in an instant, which was extremely dazzling, like a sun flame erupting magma!
boom!
Slashed fiercely on Peilang's neck!
Pfft——!
With the crimson light drawing a complete and powerful arc in the night!

Pei Lang flew high with his head in astonishment.

In Tanjuro's body, a quarter of the "Resurrection" power just bottomed out.

……

……

far away.

The purple-black figure, who was constantly sprinting, suddenly stopped his footsteps.

He raised his head and looked in one direction.

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(End of this chapter)