Blazing Angel of Demon Slayer

In his territory, he is naturally not afraid of the ghost slaying team's ambush, but Ghost Mai Tsuji still hopes that Chuan Rushi is also watching in secret, so that he has a chance to catch him.

There was a hint of coldness at the corner of his mouth, Gui Wu Tsuji looked towards the prison, and had some guesses in his heart.

It's just... no matter what your purpose is, you must be prepared to die here!

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Text Chapter 287 The Dead Swordsman

In Asakusa Prison, the handsome black-haired man opened his eyes.

The six blood pupils were full of faint blood light.

Hei Simou shook his head, and his body instantly turned into a black afterimage.

"act recklessly....."

In the rest of Asakusa, Fallen Princess, Taro the prostitute, and Yuhu also opened their surprised and excited eyes.

Among the Shangxian ghosts, Tong Mo, Yi Wozuo, and the half-day dog ​​are dead, and these are the only ones left.

After receiving the order from Kimai Tsuji, they rushed over one by one.

On the edge of Asakusa Castle, the rock pillar waved his arm, and the broad ax roared and danced, cutting off the necks of three ghosts.

At the same time, the meteor hammer slammed behind him, smashing the upper body of a ghost who wanted to sneak attack.

He turned his head to look in the direction of Hei Si Mou with a heavy expression.

With that approaching speed, they can arrive in less than 10 minutes... At that time, the real battle will take place.

Just as he was thinking about how to deal with Hei Simou, a strange vindictiveness suddenly appeared in Yan Zhu's perception.

The vindictiveness appeared too suddenly and too quickly, and Yanzhu didn't react for a while.

The next second after realizing it, he shouted in a deep voice, "An Tian, ​​bow your head!"

Yasuda Riuto, a first-class swordsman of the Demon Slayer Squad, was a little surprised when he heard Yan Zhu's words, but he bowed his head instantly without doubting him.

call!

A gust of wind passed overhead.

Yasuda Luren's heart was beating wildly, his blood seemed to be boiling, and his back was covered in cold sweat.

The reaction of many battles made him aware of the existence behind him, and the shadow of death enveloped him instantly.

Observing the battle situation all the time, Hojo, who supported the first-class swordsman, reacted immediately and shot a large purple shuriken, trying to force the ghost behind Yasuda to continue to fight.

"Thunder's Breath·Thunderbolt Flash!"

The golden electric light entangled the sun wheel knife, Yasuda himself tried his best to mobilize the breathing method, but he couldn't swing it out again.

Snapped!

The huge bloody mouth full of sharp teeth closed, and at the fifth of the winding, the jade pot appeared, with a shuriken sticking out of it with a hissing sound.

The sun wheel knife became dim and fell to the ground, and the headless corpse fell to the ground weakly.

"The swordsman of the Ghost Killing Team tastes good."

Kakaka, Yuhu bent his body and tore off all the arms of the corpse on the ground, leaving only the bare torso.

"Hey, come and see my work, a simple yet beautiful pot of flesh and blood."

"Well, it's a wonderful feeling."

This vicious ghost is a very rare alien ghost. He is all white, with yellow eyeballs, green lips, and purple fins on his head.The mouth grows at the position of the eyes, the eyes grow at the forehead and mouth, and several small arms grow from the head and so on.

Ugly and brutal

But at the same time, he can use vampirism and can shuttle back and forth from various pots.

The moment he received the order from Oni Wu Tsuji, the jade pot teleported over, sprang out from a ceramic pot behind Yasuda, and dealt a fatal blow.

boom!

The broad ax swirled out and went straight to Yuhu's head.

"It's useless, it's useless, you can't hit it."

He mocked the rock pillar, but the jade pot didn't dare to take it lightly. His strong body shrank down and disappeared into the small pot.

Crack.... The small ceramic pot was smashed to pieces, without any traces in it.

"Be careful of the bottles and cans around you."

The rock pillar was born to warn, the head turned back and forth, searching for the fighting spirit that was flying fast.

In the perception of fighting qi, all the surrounding objects that can be called pots have a strange layer of fighting qi attached to them.

And the jade pot kept moving through these pots. For a while, the rock pillar could not determine the trajectory of the jade pot.

This kind of blood ghost technique is not a big deal to him, it's just some evil ways, but it seems elusive and very dangerous to a first-class swordsman.

"Can't fight..."

In a dilapidated earthen pot by the roadside, the head of a jade pot resembling a fish head just popped out, and before he could finish his taunting, he saw a huge meteor hammer heading towards his forehead with an invincible force Come on.

Immediately there was a shock, and he went back in an instant.

"I'm scared to death, I'm scared to death." Yuhu's voice came from the bottles and cans in all directions.

There was a slippery feeling in his voice, which sounded very disgusting.

But there is indeed a little bit of fear in it, and I dare not act rashly.

Yanzhu's strength was not even a little bit more than him. Yuhu didn't want to die, so he started to interfere.

At this time, the other little ghosts also began to stand still, staring at everyone fiercely and fearfully.

"Pay attention to the bottles and jars around you, and smash them as soon as you see them."

With a loud shout, Yan Zhu charged into the group of ghosts, killing the opponent with fear.

Under the circumstances at this time, if Hei Si Mou and Gui Wu Tsuji did not come, Yan Zhu was an invincible existence.

The rest of the first-class swordsmen became more cautious after witnessing their teammates being killed instantly, but at the same time they killed the surrounding ghosts more violently.