Demon Slayer: I can create my own breathing

"!" Tokito Muichiro had already raised the axe in his hand, and his strong sixth sense told him that it must not be a good thing.

Immediately, Muichiro's brain nerves were beating wildly, as the talking figure in the shadows stepped out.

A monstrous monster with an evil grin on its face and bloodthirsty eyes full of joy at finding food.

It is said to be a monster because his original clothes were pierced by craggy bone punctures, and the sharp bony protrusions formed a sharp facial bone on his face, as if he had put a hard mask on his face.

Tens of thousands of fluff rolled on his body, and finally spread on his body like the scales of a fish that Muichiro had seen in the water.

"It's... What is this," Arichiro's eyes widened, and almost instantly, he remembered what Wasaki said during the day, "Eat... Man-eating demons!"

"I'm out, my food. The hideous demon closed his eyes and sniffed vigorously, "It's so fragrant, it's so fragrant!

"Let me think about it, how long and how long I haven't met such a bloodline, this charming aroma, eating you... Eat you!" The demon's face began to turn crazy, "Eat you and I will be able to reach the level of the lower string!" With

the last word, the demon writhed like a cheetah and pounced on the two people around the campfire

! His target was Arichiro, who had no weapons!

"Brother, run, I'll entangle him!" Arichiro picked up a nail rake on the ground, which they used to dry the grain, and he used all his strength to smash the nail rake at the evil spirit.

The bright spark flashed in front of Arichiro, a spark from the nail rake rubbing against the scales on the demon's arm.

Almost as soon as he made contact, Arichiro felt the tremendous force coming from the nail rake, as if the huge force generated when a tree fell and Arichiro's nail rake flew away.

Through the sparks and the flying nail rake, Arichiro saw the excited and murderous eyes that were close at hand.

The demon caught up with his flying body the moment he lost his mind, and in the moment of confrontation, the demon had broken the only barrier for the weak boy.

Then it was time for him to enjoy the slaughter of humans.

The arm with sharp bone spurs was raised high, as if it was about to penetrate Arichiro's body in the next moment, and Arichiro was so frightened by this sudden attack that his face turned white, but his face still showed a look of determination.

With the last of his strength, he let out a shout, "Brother, run, run out of the forest!" and

closed his eyes as if he were deadly, but after waiting for a long time, Ichiro did not feel the pain of the sharp piercing into his body.

He opened his eyes nervously and found that his brother was standing in front of him.

The tree-cutting axe in his hand blocked the piercing arm.

The grimace covered in scales and bone spurs had a look of disbelief on his face, and he couldn't believe that the boy had broken through such a close distance to his side in an instant.

And the power coming from his hand can vaguely compete with him.

"Stay away from my brother!" Muichiro yelled at the top of his voice, he couldn't show a little cowardice at this time, otherwise the fear in his heart would overwhelm his movements.

Muichiro waved his hand violently, and the arm pressed on the axe began to bleed, and the sound of rubbing against the bones could be faintly heard, and there was a crisp "click" sound, and Muichiro gritted his teeth and cut off the demon's palm!

A flash of blood flew out, and a palm full of scales fell to the ground.

Just when the two of them showed a hint of surprise, a disdainful smile appeared on the demon's face, the blood on his arm squirmed, and immediately returned to its original state, and even bone spurs grew in his palm again and swung towards Muichiro.

Caught off guard, Muichiro's arm was cut by this spike, and the sharp pain in his hand made Muichiro can't help but scream, and the axe in his hand fell like this.

Arichiro didn't have time to see his brother's injuries clearly, so he suddenly protected his brother's body behind him, took the falling axe and threw it at the demon.

Then he dragged his brother and ran towards the house, hoping to find a weapon against the demons.

The speeding axe was embedded in the demon's head, and although it didn't pierce his facial bones, it blocked his vision for a moment, and he didn't pay attention to the speed at which the two of them fled like snails in his eyes.

Instead, he licked the blood on the bone spurs intoxicated, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

It was this taste, the delicious blood that was like a great tonic, which made him intoxicated.

"Hahahahaha! Today I finally met a rare bloodline, is tonight the time when I have the power of the twelve ghost moon levels. The demon licked the blood from the bone spurs, turned and followed the trail of blood into the room.

"My little darling, have you hidden it, I'm going to start moving. Inside

the room, Arichiro was anxiously rummaging through the cabinets, trying to find something useful, while Muichiro, who was sitting next to him, was holding his arm with a pained expression on his face.

"Brother, go quickly, don't worry about me, you go down the mountain to move the rescuers.

Arichiro pushed down the farm tools erected at the door in front of the door in a puff of air, hoping that these would stop the evil spirit's footsteps, "How can I leave you here alone, if you want to go, you will go first, I will try to hold him back."

Yulang's forehead was covered with sweat, he picked up a hoe and trembled against the door, swallowing a mouthful of saliva, "Brother... Brother, if we can escape this time, I will definitely let you join the ghost killing team, Brother Yuan, they really didn't lie to us!"

At this time, a sense of regret occupied Ichiro's heart, knowing that this was the case, he said anything and agreed to Yuan Cangtai's request, it was his own indecision that harmed himself and his younger brother.

He hated

it, hated why he didn't have the physique of his brother, so that he wouldn't even have to struggle to pick up a hoe.

Muichiro staggered to his feet, picking up the firewood knife in his hand to chop bamboo.

"Brother, I'll go ahead, I can still do it. Muichiro's lips were a little pale, but his breathing was not chaotic, and as his arm was injured, the fear in Muichiro's heart seemed to disappear, and his face became calmer and calmer.

"Smack!" There was a loud bang, and a sudden change occurred

! The evil ghost outside the door did not enter the house in the usual way, he rushed into the house like a wild beast, and the first to bear the brunt was Arichiro

, who was in front of

the door!