Demon Slayer: Tanjuro Kamado returns from Sekiro

Chapter 65 – Ban Tiangou's Melaleuca Routine

……

Under the dark night.

The dark clouds were densely covered, revealing the sharp crooked moon hidden behind the clouds, like a wolf's teeth.

【Breath of the Moon・One Shape・Dark Moon・Night Palace】

tread!
Shi Touweilang stared at the front of Makijuro, he bent slightly, and took a step forward.

A bright yellow glow of the moon flashed in front of Makijuro in an instant.

The moment the knife passed by and brought up a breeze, Makijuro's pupils shrank, and he quickly turned his head to look in the direction of the jade pot.

opposite.

"You maggots who don't understand art...!!"

Yuhu just raised the pot in his hand with a ferocious face:
"Blood ghost art ten thousand..."

next moment.

Swish!
Shi Tou Weiyilang braked suddenly, and a figure with a blade raised high appeared behind Yuhu.

click.

He walked lightly, with his toes on the ground, bent his knees and put the knife into the sheath at his waist.

"Huh..." White steam overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The pale yellow moonlight followed the trajectory of the blade, as if delayed, and then gradually emerged traces in the dark midair.

The speed of Yuexia's emergence is slow and elegant, without rushing.

And at the end of the light yellow moon glow, it has solidified impressively - the neck of the jade pot that is holding the porcelain pot.

"Hiss...it hurts."

Shi Tou Weilang got up slowly, his brows furrowed slightly, and severe pain came from all over his body.

The slash he used just now may be the closest to Mr. Ji Guo's slash in half a month.

The Breath of the Moon · One's Form, originally is the Iai Slash with extremely fast drawing speed.

However, Mr. Ji Guo's demonstration is completely beyond the capabilities of human beings.

Wei Weilang recalled Ji Guoyansheng's actions in his mind, and felt a wave of fear in his heart.

Forcibly imitating similar demonstration actions can indeed achieve extremely fast speeds.

But what it brings is also physical, soft tissue, or bone contusion.

So usually, Wei Weilang only uses the "one type" that is slightly suitable for them after discussing with his two sons.

——The exaggeration of the action is not that great.

It was only in a hurry that he used his sword skills so hard.

In desperation, he treated the neck of this "moving tree" as a real tree and chopped it off.

only…

Shi Touweilang slightly weighed the feel of the knife in his hand—if you cut down a tree...would it feel so light?

near the bushes.

"...?"

Purgatory Makijurou looked at Tokito Yuichirou who appeared behind Yuhu, the expression on his face gradually froze, and his brow twitched slightly.

The speed at which this person rushed out of his side just now.

And the fluency of swinging a knife...

The hand holding the knife twitched a little.

--this…

Makijuro frowned slightly, and he looked at Yuichiro in bewildered shock.

——This is holding the knife for three weeks...? !

As if he couldn't believe it, he blinked his eyes vigorously.

Opening his mouth slightly, all the doubts in his heart were shattered by the shock just now.

In the eyes of Purgatory Makijuro, there was a reflection of Weiweirou's still somewhat unfamiliar movement of withdrawing the knife.

An idea in my heart kept rising—until it surfaced.

what…

And... a genius...

Purgatory Makijuro.exe stopped running.

Just when Wei Weilang was holding his waist and slowly stood up.

wow——

The jade pot, which was supposed to have its neck cut off, suddenly turned into a thin piece of pale fish-scale skin.

It contracted softly, and then slowly covered the pot under him.

--not dead!
Purgatory Makijuro immediately raised his blade when he saw this, and looked around cautiously.

……

aside.

on the tree.

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, a huge shadow slowly entangled under the tree, hidden among the whirling leaves.

Pat... Pat...

The slime slides off the leaves.

"...just now...is that...the Breath of the Moon?"

Yuhu was covered in cold sweat. After he shed his skin, his thick hands that had turned into fish scales trembled slightly, and his lower body was wrapped around the tree like a giant snake.

The form after molt is his trump card, almost invincible.

The eyeballs in his mouth trembled, and he looked at the only man who was facing him sideways.

grunt.

His mouth trembled slightly, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

——The momentary slash just now, in retrospect, couldn't cause fatal damage to himself.

——But he subconsciously used his trump card to shed his skin.

In Yuhu's mind, he recalled the past.

——Onlookers watched the scene where Yiwozuo launched a transposition bloody battle against Heishimu.

That overwhelming, but simple movement, the slash that easily removed the head on Yiwozuo's neck, was deeply engraved in his mind like hell.

—He was so frightened that he shed his skin.

"...Your Excellency Hei Si Mou, how did your breathing method spread to the outside world..."

Yuhu's frightened eyes gradually calmed down, and he took two deep breaths.

This was the second time this evening that he felt a little regret for coming here.

The first time was when it was hit by three pillars.

After thinking carefully for a while, Yuhu's eyes slowly moved aside.

The clear yellow eyes reflected the silhouettes of brothers Ichiro and Muichiro standing behind Purgatory Makijuro.

……

……

Forging knife village.

Street.

Due to the timely notification from the sentry post, the swordsmiths had already evacuated from the street.

pat.

Tanjuro held the wedge ball in his hand, and he landed on the street, looking sideways at the old-looking Bantengu lying on the wall on the other side of the street.

Beside him, Beimingyu Xingming also stood.

"Nanwu... is the ghost of the string." Bei Mingyu held the Buddhist beads in his hand, and he sensed the breath of the dog for a long time, and said in a deep voice:

"Forging knife village... two winders came here."

"The situation at Makijuro's side...is very dangerous."

Tanjuro slightly raised the wedge ball in his hand, frowning:

"...This ghost is the third on the string."

really--

Tanjuro looked at the words above Bantengu's head, and he thought for a while.

The previous Yuhu has also advanced a bit, and so has Ban Tiangou.

From Winding Up to Three.

He exhaled slightly, and then told all the information he knew to Beiming Yu Xingming beside him:

"Mr. Sorrow Island."

"The one that winds up and cuts off its neck won't die."

"He will split into other forms of ghosts, and he will die completely only by cutting off the neck of his body."

Beimingyu Xingming listened, tears gradually streaming down his face.

——Need to get out and find the Sun Wheel Knife.

……

The two are facing each other.

behind the wall.

"... how horrible."

Ban Tiangou's old ears twitched slightly, he looked timidly at Tanjuro and Beimingyu, his face was full of fear:

"...I am clearly a weak person...but I have such a clear grasp of my information..."

"...Ghost Killing Squad, bullying the weak, extremely terrifying, extremely terrifying!"

pat, pat.

With a trembling body, he slowly crawled out from behind the wall, his whole body bent:

"Ah..." His voice trembled, and tears flowed from his dark red eyes.

For a long time, the dog slowly straightened his upper body, slowly raised his rough hands, and then held his own neck.

puff!

With the strength of both arms, Tanjuro and Beimingyu looked slightly surprised.

For a long time, the dog tore itself in two from the neck.

　Thank you book friend Xu Su, for your reasonable reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)