People read the barrage at the beginning of Demon Slayer

The snow light of the sword mixed with the flames slashed out like thunder, and it was in the middle of the girl standing at the door.

A blood streak instantly split diagonally on the girl's face, which was as pure as snow, and scarlet blood flowed half of her face.

"Heh......

".

The girl let out a chuckle.

Her slender and white fingers suddenly swelled and thickened, and her nails became very sharp.

The long hair stretched out in an instant, almost filling half of the room.

"Ah, lala, young man, you really don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade......

".

The long-haired female ghost stretched out her hand and gently brushed her face, and the blood stain immediately recovered.

"I saw that you had a beautiful face, and I was going to let you enjoy the pleasures of the world and eat you again...... Who knew that it turned out to be a stinky swordsman who didn't understand the amorous feelings. "

The long jet-black hair that surged together was glued together, and the Haruki was disgusted to watch.

I don't know how long this female ghost has been here, and I don't know how many people she has eaten.

Looking at the momentum of her body, she is already about to be comparable to the hand ghost of Fuji Raid Mountain.

The

small space is not conducive to the evacuation of the Qing people, and when they go outside, they are worried about causing a commotion, and they are even more afraid that the evil ghosts will choose people to eat.

Haruto frowned, the sword in his hand flickered, and he repelled the long hair flying towards him one by one.

Demons are different according to their talents, and some will awaken their own blood ghost magic.

Maybe it's a move similar to a sword move, or maybe it's a long hair like a female ghost.

Hard as iron, it makes a crisp metal crash when it comes into contact with a sword.

But.

"No matter how hard the hair...... It comes down to hair. "

Haruto raised his head, fire dancing in his eyes.

The

female ghost's heart jumped, and her long hair skyrocketed, sweeping all over the world, trying to entangle this handsome white-haired swordsman directly to death!

The jet-black hair immediately wrapped Haruto into a cocoon.

It's like the countless men who have been attracted by her charm that the female ghost has eaten.

"Hoo ......

".

She exhaled lightly: "What's the matter, the posture is so big, I thought I had met some powerful character." "

Her long hair can be used as her feeding cavity, and she can start eating while she is wrapped in food.

Countless long hairs will turn into spikes with mouthparts, piercing into the body of food, starting from the internal organs to turn the enveloped human into a white bone wrapped in thin human skin.

And so on......

Why is it so hot?

The humanoid cocoon of the long black hair suddenly emitted a scorching smell, and the firelight flickered, and with a low cry of clenched teeth, the tightly contracted long hair actually cracked inch by inch!

"Breath of Flame, Wanton Type, Flame Vortex!".

The thin blade unstoppably sliced through the layers of black hair, and a vortex of flames bloomed from the swinging blade, burning the black hair in an instant.

Even the burning flames spread down the long hair all the way to the source!

"Hmph......" The long-haired female ghost snorted and automatically cut off her long hair.

The black hair fell to the ground one after another, burning rapidly in the overlap.

"Yanhu's swordsman......" she grinned and bared her teeth, "It's really troublesome." "

Haruto immediately jumped high on his toes, and the black hair that reappeared weaved in front of him, and was cut off by the light of the sword he wielded.

Very good, the momentum is in full swing, so continue to maintain the state of breakthrough!

He puffed up, his white hair fluttering behind his ears.

"Bell, bell, bell!".

After a few consecutive battles between the long hair and the Nichiren knife, the female ghost's face was bruised, and her hideous face was no longer as pure as it was just now.

"Damn, damn, damn swordsman!".

A terrible roar came out of her mouth, and the long hair on the back of her head poured out: "Go to hell!".

"Whew, whew, ......

".

Haruto, who knew he couldn't last, jumped around the room, dodging the long hair that pierced the house like a torrential rain.

His gaze was firmly locked on the source of those long hairs, and the blade waved "欻欻欻", and he approached the female ghost in an instant.

His heartbeat seemed to slow down under the gaze of the hideous grimace that gradually dilated in his pupils.

Suck -

Waves of hot air surged in his chest, hot air flowing between his lips and teeth.

The blade in Haruto's hand drooped, as if a scorching sun had risen from the blade.

"Breath of Fire: Type II!".

The blade went from the bottom up, and a scorching wave of air swept through the room: "The hot sky is rising!".

Sting!

In the waterfall's black hair, the blade of the flame burned in a trajectory.

The

monstrous head flew high, rolling and smashing against the wooden window, then rolling to the ground.

The body that had lost its head was also unable to support it, and collapsed limply on the ground.

"Huhu......

".

Haruto gasped heavily, soreness and weakness rolling in every muscle, and his palms trembled to the point that he could barely hold the Hinawa Knife.

No, no...... It's not going to go on like this!

In this world, there are not all such weak ghosts!

He clenched the hilt tightly, and his fingertips were a little white.

What if I encounter more powerful demons in the future?

What if you encounter the twelve ghost moons, the lower strings are winded, and even the ghost king Oni Dance Tsuji is not miserable?

Just like now, if you don't kill a combo - are you waiting to die?

Haruto looked at the burning head, and suddenly his pupils shrank.

In his sight, a white barrage rolled again.

And that barrage isn't a fun whole job, it's -

[Dangerous].

[Dangerous].

[Dangerous].

！

A large row of dangerous words hovered in the eye sockets, making goosebumps blow up all over Haruto's body!

Isn't the long-haired ghost already dead?!

Her head started to burn under the burns of the Hinawa knife, didn't it?!

Cold sweat dripped from Haruto's forehead, and the unknown danger was the real horror compared to the known danger.

[White-hair-handsome-brother-].

[My little lover-].

[You Guo came back to incense during the period. 】

[SRDS Japanese legend says that the wet girl and the cow ghost have always acted together. 】

[Senior brother has finally arrived, but it's a pity that my friend is gone. 】

Who's here?

What do you mean by a wet girl and a cow ghost?

Qingren's vigilant breathing is going to be unobstructed, have any plot characters arrived here?

The most important thing is that the long-haired female ghost is indeed dead, but why hasn't the ghost energy in the house dissipated yet?

Is there no real death or- is there another ghost?

There seemed to be some noise outside, and countless people screamed outside, making the whole hot spring town boil.

What happened?

Qingren turned around blankly and wanted to open the window to see what was going on, but he didn't expect the window to open by itself.

A large, slime-covered octopus tentacle slammed open the wooden window and swept through Haruto's waist.

In the midst of the whirlwind, Harukoto wanted to draw his knife, but found that his limbs were numb and he couldn't move at all.

The suction cups on the octopus's tentacles injected toxins into his body as soon as they first made contact.

Haruto was weakly caught and pulled out of the hot house, and in the gradually dimming vision, he saw the monster outside.

It was a huge octopus ghost with a bull's head, curling its body and stuffing it into its mouth.

Ha...... Is this the cow ghost? The girl is referring to the long-haired female ghost he just killed?

Wanderers fled the hot spring streets, and there were cries and shouts everywhere.

In the lens of Haruto's line of sight, a young man with messy black hair, blue eyes, and dark red feathers is rushing towards here.

His expression was anxious, and his eyebrows were tightly wrinkled together

"Sunny people!".

Hit the street, Tomioka ......

No, I hit the streets.

It was dark in front of him, and he was stuffed into the mouth of the bull ghost.

The little bird swims in the sunny people, and then dies.