…
He lowered his eyes and looked at the headless body lying on the ground.
"…I see, I understand."
"Black Death Mou, Half-Tian Dog, Whore Taro..."
Yiwozao's face was gloomy. He stood at the corner of the street and looked towards the end of the street from a distance in the direction of the other two demon slayers:
"Now, is it my turn?"
While he was looking around for [the ghost hunter who killed the First Quarter], the ghosts of the First Quarter continued to be replaced with casualties.
Now, even the pipa girl has arrived at the position where she used to be [Winding Three].
——Ghosts are definitely stronger than humans.
Yiwozuo has always believed in this concept.
Human beings are fragile.
They will be injured. The slightest touch to their limbs will result in blood loss and broken arms. Even a slightly longer battle will exhaust their stamina.
You will get sick, you will age, your strength cannot always be maintained at its peak, and even your inner emotions will affect your strength.
It is a weak creature that can easily die if you are not careful.
And Twelve Ghost Moon was forced to this point by such a human being.
Creaking…
"...It's such an eyesore."
Yiwozuo stared straight at the end of the street, veins popped out on his forehead, and his tattooed hands clenched into fists.
The Demon Slayer team members on the other side of the street haven't noticed anything strange here yet.
Resentment surged in his heart, his pupils shrank to a point due to rage, and his body trembled as he prepared to move forward.
correct.
As his emotions boiled over, Yiwozuo's eyes gradually became excited.
——He suddenly thought of a brilliant idea.
——Since I can’t find the guy who killed Shang Yi anywhere.
——Then why not make a bigger noise and let him come to you?
As a ghost hunter, as long as enough people die, they will definitely come.
To be able to kill so many human beings in succession must be very powerful.
Fighting against the strong has always been what Yiwozu has been pursuing.
He looked at the two Demon Slayer members at the end of the street who were unaware.
Let’s start here.
tread.
Yiwozuo has just taken a step forward.
in mind.
The dark figure slowly condensed, and the plum-red eyes lit up in the darkness, staring at the advancing Yiwo Zuo.
Wubai's gloomy and cold voice resounded in his mind:
"Yiwo seat."
He shouted word for word:
"Stop."
The pressure from the depths of the blood suddenly burst out.
Snap.
! !
Yiwozuo, who was walking forward, was forced to open his eyes wide. Wu Ke's sudden words were like an extreme heavy blow that instantly oppressed him.
boom!
The force under his feet became stronger, creating a hole in the street.
Yiwozuo barely resisted the gravity attached to his body. He choked on his neck, and the blood vessels bulged in his neck, and he raised his head with difficulty.
His face was already red from holding back:
"Wumei...sir...?"
His eyes were bloodshot as he thought desperately:
"--Why…"
His vision was blurry under the heavy pressure. He stared angrily at the team members in the distance, feeling very puzzled.
The ghost hunters were clearly right in front of him, so he had no reason not to kill them.
It's like the body's instinct.
[Destruction Kill·Luo Needle]
Wow!
The technique, which looks like ice crystal snowflakes, automatically extends under the feet, emitting light all around.
"Ask why?" Wu Kuai opened his narrow scarlet eyes, staring coldly at Yi Wo Zuo:
"Are you questioning me?"
boom!
With a muffled sound, Yiwozuo could no longer support his body under pressure, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he half-knelt on the ground.
He supported the ground with his fists, raised his head with difficulty, and said in a hoarse voice:
"...No, I don't have any..."
"No?"
Wu Kai seemed to be looking for something, speaking casually, but his tone became colder:
"Did you just lie to me...?"
Hear the words.
"Ho--cough!!" Yiwozuo opened his eyes with force, his pupils trembled crazily, and the sticky blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth dripped onto the ground.
The crisp sound of bones breaking constantly came from the body.
"I'm very disappointed in you, Yi Wo Zuo."
"Am I being too nice to you, so that you don't listen to my orders at all?"
The distorted male voice seemed to be ringing in his ears, which was very strange. Wu Kai muttered in a low voice:
"Last time, what was the winding task I gave you?"
Yiwozuo's Adam's apple moved up and down, but he could only spit out blood from his mouth.
As if knowing that Yi Wo Zuo was speechless, Wu Kuai withdrew his eyes:
"——Looking for the blue Higan flower."
Wu Kuan suddenly stood in front of Yi Wo Zuo, his scarlet pupils almost stuck to Yi Wo Zuo's face, staring straight at him, his voice became extremely close:
"And what have you been doing?"
"Wandering around in human towns..."
"Don't you want to become stronger?"
After a long moment of silence, Wu Mei slowly faded from Yi Wo Zuo's consciousness.
The heavy pressure on my body seemed to be slowly easing.
"Pfft-ha! Ha!"
Yiwozuo opened his mouth suddenly, sweating profusely, and supported the ground with his hands as if he was relieved, breathing heavily like a fish that came ashore.
"If you understand."
Wu Mei’s last faint voice echoed in his mind:
"Just go and do your duty."
"Don't waste your time on other things."
Snap, snap.
Yiwozuo put his hands on the ground and knelt on the ground. He stared directly at the patch of ground soaked with his own sweat.
"...The subordinates know."
At this time.
In his unconscious and autonomous activation of the vampire technique [Compass Needle].
I sensed a faint fighting spirit approaching.
His compass needle can independently sense the enemy's fighting spirit.
Just like the positive and negative poles of a magnet.
The enemy's attack carries fighting spirit, and he will automatically dodge the attack like a repulsion.
And the attack he launched accurately hit the enemy's weakness like opposites attracting each other.
Everyone in the world has a fighting spirit, even newborn babies have a gossamer-like fighting spirit.
With the Compass Needle in his possession, almost no attack can touch him.
This is also one of the reasons why Yiwo seat can become a top string.
tread.
At this time.
"Hey!...Did you do all this!"
A shuddering cry came from in front of him. Yi Wo Zuo wiped the sweat from his eyelashes and looked forward.
The member of the Demon Slayer Corps was holding the handle of the knife. His breathing was rapid, his face was pale, and he was pointing the blade at himself with a look of horror on his face.
The weak fighting spirit he felt also came from the other party.
Yiwozuo glanced at the end of the street, where another team member was looking at this side from a distance.
Obviously, the noise just now was louder, attracting these two guys.
——Just kill him casually, he’s just an ordinary ghost hunter.
His eyes dimmed.
Click, click.
This was the sound made by the handle of the knife as the hand holding the knife trembled.
Yiwozuo didn't make a sound. At this moment, his heart was filled with the words he had just been scolded by Master Wuhan.
Stand up silently.
"Hey!" The team member was frightened and took a step back.
He looked at the stumps of his teammates on the ground in horror.
Since Cunpou hadn't been back for a long time, he decided to take a look.
result--!
The team members looked at Yi Wo Zuo in front of them with horrified eyes, and the hand holding the knife was so scared that they lost consciousness.
This guy!
What the eyes write - it's winding! !
tread.
The legs were shaking violently, and the team members had already lost their will to fight before they started fighting.
You can never win a head-on battle!
What you should do now is...
The team members looked sideways slightly, their hearts beating faster, and they glanced in the direction of their teammates who were staying in the distance behind them.
Then he took a deep breath and almost shouted using the amplification effect brought by the breathing method:
“Here’s the winding!!”
"Run--!!"
——Pass the message as much as possible, and delay the time so that the crow can send the message back!
Creaking…
The team member thought in his mind, clenched the handle of the knife tightly, turned his head suddenly, and looked at Yiwozuo with fearful eyes.
Now! Stay here!
Not paying attention to the ghost hunter's mood, Yiwozuo stood up unsteadily and clenched his fists.
[No matter what difficulties you face, never give up. ]
[Unyielding spirit]
In Yiwozuo's mind.
The unshaven uncle, wearing a white martial arts uniform, whispered to himself:
[We are not samurai, we don’t have swords]
The muscles in his arms were tense, and the compass needle under his feet shone slightly.
Snap.
The uncle's rough fingers poked his chest. He smiled, his thick black eyebrows slightly drooping to both sides:
[But there is a knife in my heart]
The upper body of the Yiwo seat is slightly tilted forward.
[Use only your own fists]
next moment,
Uh-huh!
The boxing skills that have been honed for hundreds of years turned into an afterimage, powerfully blasting towards the faces of the demon slayer members in front of them!
So fast!
The team members' pupils contracted, and the tattooed fists instantly enlarged in their field of vision.
At this moment, he was extremely grateful that he had chosen to shout to deliver the message immediately.
Almost instantly, Yiwozuo's fist touched his forehead.
At this time.
Wow——!
"Ho!" The wind of the fist blew the hair of the team member who closed his eyes in fear. He gritted his teeth tightly and shrank his neck in fear.
However, the imagined death did not come.
In doubt, the team members quietly opened their eyes.
His clenched fists stood firmly in front of him.
ahead.
Yiwozuo looked at his arm in surprise.
"...Why don't you swing it?" He was in a daze, his brows trembling unconsciously.
But no matter how hard he tried, his fist seemed to be blocked, unable to move forward an inch.
Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
"Ho!" Yiwozuo's face became ferocious. He exerted force for a long time, his face turned red from suppressing it, and he still couldn't swing his fist at full strength.
what happened? !
He glanced at his hands questioningly.
In a place where Yiwozuo cannot detect it.
"Komaji..." The man was tall with lean black hair, but his eyebrows were drooped and his expression was sad.
On the back of his pure white martial arts uniform were two calligraphy characters: "Su Liu".
At this moment, the man was extending a hand.
Place it firmly on the fist raised by Yiwozuo and hold it.
Yiwozuo struggled hard.
When the man saw this, his thick black eyebrows drooped.
With his illusory figure, he has no ability to touch Yiwozuo's body.
The one who really restricted Yi Wo Zuo from punching was not him.
Snap.
Yiwozuo shook his hand vigorously, then staggered back two steps.
He raised his head in anger and shook his fist twice at the team members.
--Nothing happened.
"What?!"
After realizing that he couldn't even use [Air Style], Yiwozuo looked at the team members in disbelief.
then.
Uh-huh!
Yiwozuo turned his head, gritted his teeth unwillingly, stepped forward, and disappeared into an afterimage.
The team member was stunned for a long time, and he looked at the place where Yiwo Zuo disappeared in confusion.
then.
Expansion!
"… survived."
His legs softened, and he collapsed on the ground as if he had lost all strength. His back was already soaked with sweat, and a joy of surviving the disaster surged into his heart.
After staring blankly at the night sky for a long time, he seemed to remember something and quickly got up.
He turned to look far behind him and shouted:
"Did you spread the news!!"
…
…
The next day.
Butterfly House.
"...a dangerous place."
Inosuke was hiding in the bushes in the courtyard, with two branches above his head, looking around from left to right, muttering in his mouth.
The injury on the top of his head was still aching.
He looked at Tanjuro who was reading a letter on the roof.
——The red-haired uncle is even more of a monster.
No matter what I do there is no sound.
Inosuke's eyes were serious.
Uncle Monster!
At this time.
"Inosuke——!" Tanjiro was holding a plate of tempura. He stood in the courtyard, stretched out his hand and shouted slightly.
After shouting a few times but getting no response, he scratched his head in confusion:
"It's strange, it was near here just now."
He walked around casually and just approached the bushes at the edge of the courtyard.
Sudden.
Uh-huh!
From the bushes in front of me, a hand suddenly stretched out!
With lightning speed, he snatched a fried shrimp from Tanjiro's plate.
Tanjiro was looking away for a moment.
He glanced quietly at the bushes in front of him.
"ah--"
Then a smile appeared on his face, pretending to be troubled: "I can't find Inosuke, what should I do?"
"He is worthy of being the king of the mountain. His hiding skills are truly top-notch."
Snap.
As he spoke, he bent down and placed the plate on the ground:
"There is no other way, just leave it here for now."
"Don't let little animals eat it."
Tanjiro's face was filled with a gentle smile, and he nodded towards the bushes in front of him.
Then he turned around and walked away.
soon.
In the bushes.
"Hehehehehaha!"
"Be impressed by me!" Inosuke held fried shrimps in each hand and laughed softly until his mouth was full of oil.
at the same time.
On the rooftop.
Tanjuro was holding the letter and reading it carefully.
"Mr. Kamado, what's wrong!"
Purgatory Anjuro sat aside, he crossed his arms, looked at Tanjuro with piercing eyes, and asked confidently:
"Have you encountered any difficulties? Your brows are furrowed like this!"
"No." Tanjuro shook his head slowly.
The letter appears to have been written a second time by Tomioka, and its contents are slightly illegible.
At this time, Tanjuro was turning pages.
Snap.
A photo fell out of the crack in the envelope.
Tanjuro lowered his head in confusion, picked up the photo, and looked at the content.
After seeing the back in the photo, wearing a short shirt and covered in tattoos.
He was stunned.
"Oh! So it's a new mission?" Xingshou Lang also saw the photo, and he laughed helplessly:
"It's a pity, but I also want to work with Kamado-san again."
His red eyes were shining in the sunlight, and he straightened his back and looked directly at the courtyard:
"But now I have to fulfill my promise to Miss Butterfly Ninja and protect the Butterfly House!"
"I'm afraid we have to wait until Miss Shinobu comes back..."
At this time.
Creak——
The door to the Butterfly House was suddenly pushed open, and the Butterfly Ninja smiled and poked his head in.
Yiwoza, no, it’s Koji. In my last book, I wrote 40 extra chapters about Koji.
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