Ghost Slayer: The Great Swordsman System at the beginning, our teacher follows the country

Laughter broke out, and Imura and the other disciples couldn't hold it anymore.

Tears of laughter came out one by one, and I almost choked out laughing.

Without speaking, the secretary just turned around slowly and walked towards the shelf where the wooden knife was placed.

Snapped.

The moment he put the wooden knife back, the seemingly innocent bamboo suddenly moved.

In the center of each of the ten bamboos, a vertical crack appeared.

咔

It was just a crisp sound, but the ten bamboos were split in half at the same time.

Not only that, an invisible air flow gushed out from the broken bamboo and rushed towards Imura in an instant.

Before he could react, he was completely enveloped in it.

At this moment, he felt as if he had been hacked into pieces by someone, and his whole body was full of severe pain.

His eyes widened, his pupils were bloodshot, and Imura felt that he might die in the next second.

His back felt chilly, his body trembled uncontrollably, and all the muscles and cells in his body were howling.

He had a feeling that if the other party wanted to, he would have been cut in two.

Five seconds, but it seems as long as a century.

When the time was over, Imura, who came back from that feeling, felt as if he had recovered his life from the hand of death.

Suddenly, he felt a little wet under his body, and there was a bad smell.

Lowering his head, Imura's face turned into a liver color.

It turned out that during these five seconds, he was so frightened that he shitted.

The facial muscles kept trembling, and Imura only felt that he had no face to meet other people.

All this is because of the man who claims to be a doctor.

Mixed with shame and anger, his breathing became rapid, like an angry orangutan, his chest kept rising and falling.

The originally exhausted body was filled with strength again because of the anger, and even that memory was temporarily suppressed.

Reaching out, he took a real knife directly from the weapon rack.

With anger and resentment on his face, Imura rushed towards the Secretary.

Chapter 79 Two-Fingered Knife, Black Death Mou's Invitation

Glancing at Imura who was rushing towards him, the secretary just turned slightly and walked over.

Seeing the secretary walking towards him, Imura showed a cruel smile on his face.

He wants to kill the secretary in two!

Holding the knife in both hands, he slashed at Tianling Gai who was the secretary.

Seeing this, Suhe not far away just wanted to shout, but then got stuck there.

The scene in front of him made him hold back the words in his throat.

I saw that the Secretary only used two fingers to clamp the knife that Imura chopped down in anger.

There was a look of shock and fear in his eyes, and Imura didn't understand why the difference in strength between the two sides was so large.

Using a little force with both fingers, the iron blade made a crackling sound.

Hey, hey, do you mean? !

With a bad premonition in his heart, Imura wanted to abandon the knife and jump, but it was too late.

With the sound of metal shattering, the blade was directly broken into more than a dozen pieces by the secretary.

Under his control, four of the flying fragments were inserted into Imura's hands and feet.

Relying on the control of power and understanding of the human body, these four fragments did not cut off the opponent's main artery.

What is cut off is only the tendons used to exert force.

No matter how good the doctor is for treatment, it is difficult to return to the level of ordinary people.

It can be said that Imura has lost the qualification to hold a knife in his life.

This is the so-called, capital crimes can be avoided, but living crimes cannot be escaped.

Such a result is the best punishment for Imura.

Turning around, Secretary Secretary walked towards the outside of the dojo.

Seeing this, Komaji on the side hurriedly followed. .

If he is treated in time, he will not die.

Only the secretary's voice remained in the air, and his figure had already disappeared.

Waking up suddenly, Suhe hurried forward to check on Imura's physical condition.

After learning about his son's situation, a bitter expression suddenly appeared on his face,

After witnessing the power of the secretary's chopping bamboo and breaking the knife with two fingers, the pride of being a swordsman in his heart had already been washed away into dregs.

So much so that he couldn't even think of fighting the secretary.

Awakawa is also very clear that this kind of result is already showing mercy to him and Imura.

If they do something to make the other party unhappy, let alone their father and son.

These disciples, this dojo, and even this small town will all be reduced to ashes in an instant.

Subconsciously, Suhe handed over the unconscious Imura to his disciples and asked them to treat him.

His already old face seemed to be ten years old again, he turned around slowly and saw Qingzang.

The owner of Qingzang, I

Su He was about to say something, but was interrupted by the other party.

I only have one request, don't let your son disturb Lianxue again.

After speaking, Qingzang also turned and left.

Seeing Qingzang leaving, Suhe wanted to say something, but stopped again.

In the end, he just stood there and sighed slowly.

On the other side, when the secretary and three were about to return to Suliu Dojo, a figure was already standing in front of the dojo, waiting for them.

Looking from a distance, it turned out to be Lianxue.

Are you OK.

With an anxious look on her face, Lianxue ran to this side regardless of her weakness.

Finally, he rushed into Komaji's arms.

Seeing that his daughter was not concerned about himself first, but Komaji instead, Keizo showed a helpless look on his face.

She hasn't grown up yet, and Lianxue will soon be unable to keep her.

Shrugging his shoulders, Keizo let out a long breath, folded his arms, and looked at Lianyuki who was asking about Komaji's situation.

With you like this, it's hard for people to think that you have something to do.

The secretary's voice sounded, and Qingzang, who had realized it, couldn't help laughing.

Indeed, Komaji, who was covered in bruises, undoubtedly looked the most seriously injured compared to himself and the secretary who were both clean and clean.

Shaking his head, Qing Zang then walked into the dojo.

The secretary patted Komaji on the head and said.

You two, go inside and talk about you and me.

After hearing the secretary's words, Lianxue was stunned for a moment, and a blush appeared on **'s cheeks.

The eyeballs rolled around, and the two little hands were tightly clasped together, looking embarrassed after being exposed.

And Komaji was not much better, after hearing what the secretary said, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face.

Mr. Secretary, Lianxue and I are not

Do you really think so?

Interrupting Komaji's words, the Secretary pointed behind Komaji.

Looking back, Komaji saw Lianxue who was pulling his sleeve, pursing his lips, looking at him.

The big watery eyes were full of expectations, as if they were saying something.

Seeing Lianxue like this, Komaji was stuck there immediately, and didn't finish what he just said.

After scratching his head, he walked into the dojo holding Lianxue's hand.

After solving the matter of the swordsmanship dojo, the Suliu dojo did not encounter any provocations from other forces in a short period of time.

After a few days of ordinary days like this, the relationship between Komaji and Lianxue is also rapidly warming up.

One night, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the gate of the swordsmanship dojo.

He has a high black ponytail, six scarlet eyes, and a ghost blade pinned to his waist.

The one who came was none other than Shangxianyi, Hei Si Mou.

After looking at the swordsmanship dojo for a while, he judged the approximate strength of all the humans in it.

One is slightly in the stream, the other is barely in the stream, and the others are all waste.

These two influent-level humans are naturally Awakawa and Imura.

If they knew that the swordsmanship they were proud of was only at the top level in the eyes of Hei Si Mou, they might be directly stunned.

After confirming the positions of the two humans, Hei Si Mou jumped into the sword dojo after a few jumps.

Hei Si Mou chose to infiltrate secretly because he was worried that the matter would become a big issue and be discovered by the secretary.

The one who has entered the mainstream is too old, and his potential is basically exhausted, even if he turns into a ghost, he will not be able to achieve anything.

The one who barely entered the stream, 19 years old, barely make a living.

Appearing quietly outside Imura's room, Heishimu pulled out the Ghost Blade from his waist.

swish

The blade shattered the door, cutting it into countless tiny pieces.

The fragments were so small and thin that they barely made a sound when they fell to the ground.

After smashing the door, Heishi Mou walked into the room.

On the bed on one side of the room, Imura was lying there, trapped as a mummy, with his limbs propped up by braces.

When he heard someone coming in, he was about to yell with his eyes red.

I

The first one had just uttered, but the latter words got stuck in his throat.

He clearly felt that there was a frightening aura emanating from this non-human life form in front of him.

Do you want to be a ghost?

Chapter 80 Imura's Demonization, the Bloodbathed Dojo

ghost?What it is? !

Suppressed by the breath of Hei Si Mou, Imura even felt that his brain could not continue to think.

The cold sweat that broke out from his body instantly wet the bandages, and a feeling called death was slowly pressing towards him.

At this moment, Imura knew that he had only two choices left.

Become the ghost in the opponent's mouth and live.