Human account is forced to full level

"Wow, what a big tone. By the way, it doesn't seem like the sun wheel knife you are holding in your hand? It looks like the blade is blunt, and it seems to be rusty. Is it really well maintained?"

The man with a soft smile on his face didn't care about the other party's threat at all.

After all, he does have the qualification to ignore others, because in his rainbow-like colorful pupils, there are special characters, which represent his identity——

"Switching Part II·Tong Grinding".

"Chong--!"

A severed arm flew into the air and spun rapidly.

Before he even had time to feel the pain, under Tong Mo's dazed gaze, an iron fist bigger than a sandbag hit him hard on the face.

"Bang!!!"

There was the sound of a huge physical collision like a spring thunder, and the crisp cracking sound of skulls.

The evil ghost's figure flew backwards in an instant, crossed the stream, and even smashed several lush trees in the middle without losing momentum.

Dust and dead leaves rose up, obscuring the view.

"That's a lot of nonsense. My knife is an order made for installment payment."

Carrying the strange girl who was still in a coma in his hand, Yejian Jieda's dead fish eyes did not have the slightest wave.

After he glanced at the dusty sky on the other side of the stream, he slowly pulled out the blade from the scabbard again, and then directly smashed the huge ice cone that came suddenly to pieces in an instant.

"Hahaha~ It's really a lot of strength."

There was no weak laughter coming from the scattered dead leaves.

A hazy figure appeared in the icy mist that quietly diffused at no time, walking towards the magic swordsman holding the blade of Hades.

"Are you really human? You are stronger than a ghost, and you don't even seem to know how to breathe~"

Looking at the scruffy man with a black cloth with a strange cow's head on his shoulders, and Tong Mo, who had fully recovered from the fatal injury on his face just now, he smiled firmly.

"You can't kill me, so you will definitely be killed by me."

He gently fanned the golden iron fan in his hand, making the surrounding air that had already entered autumn seem to become a bit colder again.

"But I can let you go, after all, I don't like to eat men very much, you still seem to be hard to kill, and I still have things to do now~ As long as you take the one in your hand Just give it back to me, girl."

Tong Mo's smile was very gentle and polite, but the indifference in his eyes never fluctuated in the slightest.

The feeling of this guy's "Qi" is really strange, cold and strangely gentle coexist, and there seems to be an emptiness inside that there is nothing.

Ye Jianjie frowned and looked at the other party's face where no injuries could be seen.

He was sure that he had completely shattered this guy's skull just now, but at this moment, not even a bruise could be seen on the other's face.

"...Why are you so obsessed with eating this child?"

"Because I am the patriarch of the 'Eternal Bliss Cult'."

Tong Mo patiently explained, spreading his arms and talking about the boring church that was founded by his stupid and pathetic parents hundreds of years ago when he was still a human child.

"It is my duty to share the happiness with the believers. In order for that child to no longer feel the pain in the world, and to live with me for eternity in the future, I—— will eat her well too. ~"

"Not at all."

Tong Mo fanned the fan a few more times without any trace, and smiled cordially.

"Well, am I nice?"

"Sick guy."

Ye Jiansuke made no effort to hide the mentally handicapped expression on his face, and the eyes of dead fish eyes became almost like looking at the excrement in the stinky ditch.

"Although that kid Tanjiro said that there are people with conscience among you ghosts, it certainly doesn't include you... brainless, let me give you a choice."

It seemed that the addiction to smoking came up again, and Yejian Jieda casually lit a cigarette for himself again, which made the white mist linger.

"Either stay here obediently and chop you up when I save someone, or... let me kill you now."

He looked at the rare evil ghost in front of him calmly, and said casually.

"Choose, idiot, I only give you three seconds."

"Wow, it's really too much to say, has anyone ever told you that you are arrogant, human?"

The two sides were separated by a forest stream, Tong Mo's smile became a little teasing, and then...

Suddenly, he waved his fan violently.

In an instant, the cold air around him that could tear the lungs at any time, swept away the man with the knife in all directions like a winter storm.

It was a special move that melted the frozen blood into mist, and then spread the "powder crystal" in the air with a fan, quietly changing the environment, and making the breathing of everyone present dangerous.

Even the crystal-clear stream began to freeze unconsciously.

Blossoming lotus-shaped ice crystals, as exquisite as works of art, are blooming on it.

"Blood Ghost Art: Lotus Leaf Ice".

Then, with a strange book engraved with a shamrock, it suddenly appeared and spread out...

Frostwind meets darkness.

A pitch-black sphere the size of a fist appeared, and the invisible and strange suction spread to a radius of five meters, directly devouring all the "unknown ingredients" in the air like a whirlpool in the deep sea.

The air that was breathed into the lungs became just a little bit cold at night again.

"Dark Magic · Black Cave".

"It's fancy... It seems that you have already made a choice, stupid."

Yejian Jieda first glanced at the cumbersome girl caught in the creaking nest by herself with some disgust, and then looked straight at the evil ghost with a somewhat astonished face on the other side of the glacier.

He said blankly.

"Kill you in 3 minutes."

......

at the same time.

In another part of Forging Knife Village near the edge of the forest.

A man with short peach-red hair, golden pupils, and pale skin slowly walked out of the shadows in the forest and came under the bright moonlight.

His whole body was covered with countless dark blue tattoos representing sinners, his nails were blood red, he was wearing a purple blouse, and there were old rosary beads hanging on his ankles.

The special typeface of "Changing No. [-]" emerged in the depths of the pupils.

"Ah, boring, there are a lot of weak people in this village, so weak that it is disgusting, there are ants like guys everywhere."

Yiwozuo looked at the village in front of him, frowning slightly,

Although destroying the village in charge of forging Japanese knives can deal a huge blow to the ghost hunters and weaken the ghost killing team, he has no interest in this kind of "despicable behavior of the weak".

And no matter how you say to do this kind of thing, it is too overkill to send four stringers.

Obviously, in fact, at most one or two windings are enough, I don't understand...

But since it is an order issued by Master Wu Mi, there is no need to be confused, just execute it and complete it.

"Forget it, let's kill all these worthless weaklings first, and I don't know if we will meet strong guys, such as Zhu and the like...huh?"

Yiwozuo suddenly turned his head and looked towards a certain direction in the village. After being taken aback for a moment, he immediately showed a happy smile on his face.

He sensed a few breaths that were not weak.

"Looks like he won the lottery."

Chapter 220: Ghost and Pillar

In a room covered with tatami mats and a warm atmosphere, a beautiful boy with long hair almost reaching his ankles was sitting in a corner with a cute face, quietly eating a cold tofu.

This was made by the system kitchen for him before.

There is nothing special about the way it is made, and the color, smell, and flavor are all ordinary, but Tokito Muichiro tastes delicious.

Although it's a bit hard to say why, he likes the smell.

Thinking of the silver-haired girl, because she heard that the hot springs in the mountains near the village are helpful for healing, she took the man who claimed to be his elder and suddenly broke into his own life to soak every night.

Tokitomuichiro tilted his head in doubt.

Because based on rational judgment, he didn't think that just soaking in hot springs would be able to help Gavan's degree of injury.

He felt that the people around him seemed to always take everything for granted.

And that guy called Kamado Tanjiro too.

Two days ago, because I couldn't find Mr. Koanamori who helped me forge Japanese knives, I woke him up by pinching his nose, who had fallen asleep exhausted from training, and wanted to ask him if he knew where the craftsman was. At that time, that person actually smiled directly and said that he wanted to help him find...

This made Shitou Muichiro unable to understand.

Obviously the other party is already so tired, and you have to be busy with your own training, why should you repay him with such kindness for someone you don't know well?

"...Why do you care so much about others? You should have something to do yourself, right?" Tokito Wuichiro, who was confused, asked at that time.

"Help others, and you will get rewards in the end." The exhausted Kamado Tanjiro replied with a smile at that time.

It is said so from the heart, and it is taken for granted.

Shi Touwuichiro didn't understand.

After eating the last bit of delicious cold tofu on the plate, he chewed it carefully while looking at another corner of the room.

There was a spruce box with a ghostly breath wrapped around it.

If it was him not long ago, he would probably step forward with a knife without saying a word, and cut off the head of the ghost hiding in it.

Because this is not only his duty, but also he has been burning with raging anger against the ghost for some reason, obviously he doesn't even remember the things before he was rescued by the lord.

But he won't now.

At least he won't have any bad emotions about the ghost in the box that doesn't have the slightest smell of human blood.

Why is this?

Tokitomuichiro thought blankly.

He seems to be thinking about some inexplicable things recently, although there are more times when he is looking at some strange-looking clouds in the sky.

"...Brother Jiafan seems to have gone to the hot spring with the system again, and I don't know when he will be back tonight?"

Shi Tou Wuichiro was talking to himself, and then he was taken aback suddenly.

Because at this time, the door of the box that had been silent had been pushed open from the inside.

A sleepy girl emerged from it.

The long black hair like a waterfall hangs naturally, the tips of the hair are orange red, the delicate body is covered with a pink kimono, and a black feather is worn outside, and a green and hard bamboo tube is biting in the mouth for some reason.

A pair of cherry-pink vertical pupils, which are different from all other evil spirits, are no longer as calm as usual, but full of human anxiety.

Kamado Nezuko woke up from a deep sleep and looked out the window.

That gaze seemed to have seen a certain forest outside the village, his only remaining relative who had already fallen into a life-and-death crisis, his elder brother Tanjiro Kamado.

Ignoring Shitou Muichiro who was a bit astonished at the side, Zaomen Nezuko didn't hesitate at all, just kicked her feet with all her strength and rushed out of the window in an instant, jumped onto the top of the house on the street, and then rushed out of Forging Sword Village at full speed .

This sudden situation made Tokitomu Ichiro feel a little confused for a moment.

But after hesitating for a while, he finally put on the new saber that had been forged aside, and then also jumped out of the window, quickly chasing after it with light and sensitive movements.

because......

He instinctively felt that where the ghost girl was going, there seemed to be someone who desperately needed his help.

This is really strange, obviously he doesn't think he is a nosy person.

Shitou Wuichiro was puzzled, but at the same time, the pace of his feet was getting faster and faster, and his figure flew across the roof next to the street, like a phantom of mist that disappeared in a flash.

But what he didn't notice was.

At this time, in a dark alley about a mile away in a straight line behind him, a figure covered with dark blue tattoos meaning sinners was rushing towards his position with an extremely ferocious momentum. .

Then, as if he thought it was too slow to drive like this, the man who had already reached the end of this dead-end alley jumped up with a kick and smashed the wall of the house blocking the way.

Sawdust splattered, dust confused.

Accompanied by frightened random shouts.