Demon Slayer: I can create my own breathing

Under the encirclement and suppression of everyone, Nightmare's recovery speed soon couldn't keep up.

Now, he is the only one left with the four lower strings, and the task that should have been nine out of ten is now in tatters.

And this is not to blame their lack of strength, it can only be said that the monster to be killed is too strong.

At this moment, Yuan Cangtai slowly came to the first two sections of the carriage, looking at the empty and only one conductor who was not unconscious.

"Hey, what are you still doing here, why don't you hide?"

The conductor's face suddenly turned pale, and his palms trembled: "I... I'm here to make an inspection... This is—

" "Is the patrol done?" Yuan

Cang interrupted this person impatiently.

The people who have not yet appeared in this place are suspicious no matter how they look at it.

For the sake of what he didn't do, Yuan Cangtai didn't make a move on this person.

In any case, he is not the main culprit.

The conductor swallowed a mouthful of saliva, although he didn't know the identity of the person on the train, but it could be seen from the blood stains on his body that he was not an ordinary person.

Even with the temptation of sweet dreams in front of him, he was still a little panicked, there was only one life, and if he died, no matter how many sweet dreams he had, he would not be able to enjoy them.

"Now give you a chance, get out of here, I guarantee your life.

Yuan Cang said indifferently.

He doesn't dislike these people, let alone like them, if he wasn't in the position of a pillar, he needs to take a responsibility, and he would have beaten this person up long ago according to his previous character.

The conductor was at war with heaven and man in his heart, and finally chose to leave here.

The moment the conductor began to step on it, tentacles suddenly rose from the ground and plunged into the back of the man's head.

But I heard a 'boom' and the tentacles snapped.

Gen Cangtai's Hinakura knife was pulled out at some point.

The conductor didn't dare to delay, and ran to the rear, he knew that the teenagers and the people in the car should be in a group, and it was right to look for them.

Nightmare didn't even see his movements, and the tentacles were cut off.

At this time, he finally panicked.

He can underestimate those little imps, because even if they find their weaknesses, they may not be able to cut them off.

This person is different, although he can see that Gen Cangtai is weak. But who can guarantee that he is not pretending to be like this.

Yuan Cangtai squatted on the roof of the car, looking at the platform covered with blood and flesh with a smile, he laughed softly: "Nightmare, this is your weakness, am I right?"

Nightmare didn't respond to him, just silently increased the power to protect the place.

The tentacles rose into the sky, like a lotus flower blooming, guarding this place, but this lotus flower looked a little disgusting.

"If you don't speak, I'll just guess right. Yuan

Cangtai drew his knife again, ready to finish the matter here completely.

Two familiar figures suddenly rushed out from under his feet, scrambling to cut off the tentacles made of flesh and blood.

"Brother Yuan, you can rest first, and we'll leave these to us!" said

my wife Shanyi as she looked up at the car.

At this moment, it was Inosuke and my wife Shanyi who rushed out.

Originally, they were guarding in their respective carriages, but Yan Zhu suddenly told them that the power in the carriages had weakened somewhat, and asked them to cooperate with Gen Cangtai to cut off the head of the evil spirit.

Shanyi ran over, this time, he wanted to show his progress for so long in front of Brother Yuan!

Yuan Cangtai stopped when he was about to take out the knife, and smiled at the two: "Remember not to be reckless, I will press you here." Shanyi

, who had received the approval, was full of fighting spirit, and the yellow lightning on his body rose into the sky.

"Thunder Breath, One Shape, Thunderbolt Flash, Eight Links!" Under

the lightning speed, the tentacles made of flesh and blood were cut off and rose into the sky, slashing all the tentacles in an instant.

It's just that before he had time to be happy, the tentacles instantly stretched out again and grabbed the two of them.

Inosuke took out the knife and fought against my wife Shanyi, and at this moment, the tacit understanding between the two after the training in the butterfly house was unobstructed.

The two of them slashed for a long time, and it was visible to the naked eye that the regeneration speed of the tentacles had slowed down, and at this moment, a huge lump of flesh suddenly appeared in the middle of the carriage, and the flesh ball was covered with blue eyes.

The two have not experienced lethargy and naturally do not know the role of the eyes.

Loud cheers rang out in the carriage behind them.

"Inosuke, Zenitsuke, your eyes will put you to sleep, you will wake up by cutting your neck in a dream!" Zenyi

recognized Tanjiro's voice at the last moment of his sleep.

At this moment, he came to the scene of the battle, and looked at the two people who were constantly fighting, and he was a little anxious.

It's just that he suddenly saw Gen Sota sitting in the car, and Tanjiro suddenly had a backbone and was no longer afraid.

"Tanjiro, why don't you sit up? Yuan Cangtai smiled and extended an invitation to him.

For the protagonist of this original world, his perception is getting better and better.

When he didn't come, it was Tanjiro who bought them time, and looking at him, even though he knew that he was facing the lower limit of resumption, he still didn't give up the heart of resistance.

As for the armed forces....

In his opinion, the future is also promising, after all, no swordsman has just joined the team and withstood the attack of the lower string.

Oh, except for him.

And he didn't know that if it weren't for Nightmare's intervention, Tanjiro would have had a chance to cut off the head of the second string.

And he, naturally, will not take it out and brag about it.

Tanjiro glanced at the two people who had woken up on the field and nodded at Gen Cangta.

Genkota reached out and pulled Tanjiro up, making him sit a little closer to him.

"Brother Yuan, are you injured?"

Tanjiro asked with a worried expression, as he saw that Genkota's body was covered in blood.

"No," looking at Tanjiro's gaze, Gen Cangta smiled lightly, "These are all enemies'.

Tanjiro breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked the question he had been thinking about for a long time.

"Brother Yuan, have you ever heard of the breath of fire

?" "Huh?" Yuan

Cangtai, who was watching the battle, was suddenly attracted by this sentence.

"You know, why do you suddenly ask this?"

Tanjiro was stunned for a moment, wondering if he had heard it wrong.

Yuan Cangtai looked at him and smiled, "What's wrong, why is this expression all of a sudden, where did you come across this name."

Yuan Cangtai was also a little surprised in his heart, since he knew that the breath of fire was the breath of the sun, this term had not appeared in his field of vision for a long time.

Tanjiro confirmed that he had heard correctly, and his face suddenly jumped a little excited, like a child who had finally found an answer.

"Brother Yuan, can you tell me about the origin of the breath of fire.

Yuan Cangtai took him back a position and chuckled: "Wait until you kill this lower string one, I am answering your doubts." "