Blazing Angel of Demon Slayer

Then, all the muscles of the upper body exploded at the same time, twisting the waist, and stretching the arms in one go.

A super-wide-range slash entwined with rays of light instantly collided with the oncoming ice dust.

The ice dust is so small that it has no substance, and the sun wheel knife seems to cut into the air, which is very awkward and seems to have no effect.

But at the same time, Xiaguang rolled up a strong wind, blowing away the weightless ice dust.

Shitou Wuichiro quickly detected the type of Tong Mo's attack in a short time, and used the appropriate sword type to attack and crack it. The genius swordsman is worthy of the name.

If it wasn't for attracting attention, everyone would want to applaud and applaud.

"Is Shitou Muichiro 14 years old now? It seems not yet."

"I can keep up with the strings at the age of 13, what was I doing when I was 13?"

Subconsciously, I dislike myself a little.

At this moment, Shitou Muichiro, who apparently had deciphered Tong Mo's attack, changed his expression slightly, feeling that something was wrong.

The breathing rhythm suddenly became chaotic, and the momentum also weakened.

Shitou Muichiro's lungs could only feel the impact of cold waves.

Between every breath, there is a heart-shattering chill rushing down the throat and into the lungs.

The core of breathing method is breathing. The intensity and rhythm of breathing determine the strength of breathing method.

As long as he is using breathing techniques, he cannot avoid such subtle attacks.

The air seemed to be filled with invisible substances, and with Tokito Muichiro's breathing, it was invading and attacking his lungs.

Shitou Wuichiro suddenly understood that his attack hadn't been fully effective, the ice dust must have split again and turned into many invisible dust that is hard to see with the naked eye.

If he was directly covered by the attack just now, his lungs would be necrotic in an instant, and his body would be frozen into ice cubes from the inside out.

Even now, subtle but over time the battle can add up to the same deadly frostbite where internal organs are frozen.

Shitou Muichiro felt chills in his heart.

"Is this the strength of winding?"

"It seems inconspicuous, but it hides a terrifying and deadly murderous intent."

"And is his attack just like this, or is it specially developed for the research and development of breathing techniques?"

With just one move, the gap is undoubtedly revealed.

Tong Mo smiled, and said: "Judging by your expression, you should have already discovered it, and you reacted very quickly."

He clapped his hands and applauded, and chased after him before he finished speaking, showing no sign of giving him a chance by talking too much.

The situation took a turn for the worse, but Tokitomuichiro laughed.

This smile made Tong Mo a little annoyed, how could he still laugh at his disadvantage?

"Why are you laughing?"

He felt uneasy, and the sharp edge of the iron fan slashed towards Tokito Muichiro's neck at an extremely fast speed, leaving behind several afterimages.

At the same time, Tokito Muichiro's sword trembled at a certain frequency again.

Translated into the secret code of the ghost killing team, that is

"Brothers, I can't beat it, shoulder to shoulder!"

Chapter 172 Who Has More?

Tong Mo's heart tightened, and for some reason, he felt a great terror, as if his eyes were shrouded in darkness and death.

At this moment, a cold murderous intent came from above his head, like a red steel knife piercing his head, making his hair stand on end.

"Is there anyone else? And the strength is not weak!"

The attacking Shitou Ichiro stopped. Tong Mo leaned back, his body was as soft as a snake, and he dodged the attack from above with a soft backflip. The ground he was standing on was heard with a bang, and a scorched black hole appeared. pit.

"Breath of Flame Nine Type Purgatory!"

The moment he retreated, Purgatory Xingshoulang chased after him again, wrapped in purgatory-like bright red flames. These scorching karma made Purgatory fall like a flaming meteor meteorite, and under the traction of his breath, he pointed directly at Tong Mo's head .

With this level of attack, Tong Mo felt the threat of death, he dodged quickly to avoid the attack,

"The Royal Son of the Crystal of Blood Ghost Art"

Three ice dolls that looked exactly like Tong Mo condensed out, and then defended him against the purgatory meteor.

"Kakkaka..."

As soon as the ice puppet came into contact with it, it was directly smashed into several pieces, and at the same time, ice dust was formed to entangle the Purgatory Meteor, trying to infiltrate into the interior, but returned in vain.

However, Crystal Yuzi bought time for Tong Mo. After suffering a pain in his shoulder, he successfully got rid of the follow-up pursuit of the Purgatory Meteorite.

After stopping, Tong Mo looked at his feet, one arm was lying on the ground.

His right arm was severed from the shoulder. There was no blood flowing from the huge wound, but the burning pain from it was heart-piercing.

Touching the broken arm, Tong Mo's cheeks twitched endlessly.

"It hurts..."

The golden iron fan in his left hand waved towards the burnt arm, cutting off another layer of flesh, and Tong Mo grinned in pain.

There is no way, if the burnt wound is not treated, it will be difficult to recover, so I can only cut it off by myself.

Afterwards, with a puff, the flesh and blood twisted and squirmed, and a new arm grew in an instant. Tong Mo took back the weapon in the hand of the broken arm on the ground, showing an innocent smile.

"Although it hurts, it doesn't seem to help."

The flames of purgatory produced by these breathing methods are extremely hot, and Tong Mo can feel a slight tingling pain on the body surface, but it is useless. The ghost's physique is terrible, especially at the winding level. , has little effect.

At this moment, in Tong Mo's eyes, a swordsman with unusually sharp eyes stood in front of the striped swordsman with an unusually excited face, protecting him.

The flames on the blade of the sun wheel knife in his hand flowed and rose, and the surrounding air was burned by the high temperature with ripples visible to the naked eye.

He is a very strong swordsman, and with the almost fatal attack at this moment coupled with his surging momentum, Tong Mo can conclude that the three after winding up are not the swordsman's opponents, even if he uses his recovery ability.

"It seems to be restrained"

Feeling the blood ghost technique's reaction to Purgatory Xing Shou Lang, Tong Mo couldn't help being taken aback.