Human account is forced to full level

Ultrasonic waves that can easily collapse the human body in an instant appeared.

The air swayed violently like a substance, dispelling the raised dust, and even the nearby ground was directly and violently cracked.

But this attack, which is like an ultrasonic weapon, was yelled out by someone simply using their throat.

"Crazy pressure sound wave".

"Tch, you run so fast."

Clutching his bleeding neck, Seng Potian looked at the figure in the distance with a trace of blood dripping from his ears with an unfriendly expression, and with a wave of his hand, several ferocious wooden dragons swooped towards him again.

But this time, something that surprised Seng Potian happened.

Looking at the figure torn apart by the wooden dragon, he frowned suspiciously.

"Afterimage?"

After quickly scanning his surroundings, his brows frowned even tighter: "It's strange... I can't perceive the specific direction of the human breath."

And at this time, behind Shou Potian's blind spot, a figure was approaching quietly and quickly.

But before the light blue long knife was cut out again, the ground under the opponent's feet suddenly swelled up, and then a huge head of a wooden dragon rushed out, opened its bloody mouth, and directly bit it hard .

However, what was left this time was still only a faint afterimage of beauty like a mist.

And this is also the last form of Kasumi's breath, the "obscure" created by Tokitomuichiro, which possesses a strange asynchronous method.

The figure is turbulent like a cloud, disturbing the enemy. When it appears, it will give others the illusion of being as slow as a turtle, but when it disappears, it only takes a moment.

In this special state, even Kirilenko couldn't catch Toki Tomuichiro at all for a while, which can be described as the ultimate dodging skill, but...

That's limited to single-target attacks.

"A slippery guy."

Shou Potian raised his hand, causing the two wooden dragons behind him to open their ferocious giant mouths, and aimed at a certain area far away on the side.

"Boom-"

With the reverberation of the mighty drums, the two wooden dragons issued destructive sound waves directly from their mouths, and roared and released a huge range of dense lightning, blasting past like missiles washing the ground.

Its terrifying power is enough to easily shatter the earth.

But this time, after several afterimages dissipated, a real figure whose clothes were stained with blood was finally captured.

"'Eight clouds'."

The rapid eight consecutive slashes with full power scattered the few sound waves and lightning that happened to hit him, and also saved him from serious injuries that might lose his ability to continue fighting.

But even so, there was still some aftermath, following the Japanese sword in Tokito Muichiro's hand, hurting his white and slender wrists.

Ignoring the severe pain, the body instinctively paused slightly and stopped in place.

And this also made Shou Potian's sight catch him again, but...

This guy's appearance seems to have changed a bit?

He looked at the other party's left forehead and right cheek with some surprise. The blue floating cloud texture appeared at some time, which not only made his temperament a little more ethereal, but also added a bit of just right gorgeous.

God-given cloud and smoke half-hides the face, so as not to let the world see the beautiful face.

"...Strange, the physical fitness of this human being seems to have improved in an all-round way."

Shou Potian stared indifferently at the figure rushing towards him who was constantly dodging left and right amidst the bombardment of sound waves and lightning, and calmly analyzed the situation of the battle.

Then, he confirmed a fact——

The opponent is weaker than oneself.

next moment.

Without warning.

An abnormally ferocious strong wind, powerful enough to easily crush people into minced meat, instantly enveloped the figure that was rushing forward, squeezed the space, and directly "pressed" a round fan when it hit the ground Giant pit.

Dead leaves and dust rose up, mixed with splattered blood.

Tokito Muichiro, who was jumping in the air, calmly glanced at the blood-stained cloth of his left calf: "...dodge slowly."

"caught you."

And Ao Poten, who finally caught the opponent's flaw again, beat the taiko drum behind him without hesitation, using it as a medium to release a powerful attack.

""Vampire Stimulation"."

Under the reverberation of the drum, another wooden dragon spewed out countless giant shock waves like whaling guns from its mouth, carrying out a diffuse range attack that was so destructive that even if the attack target was a ghost, it would be easily penetrated.

As for this, Shitou Wuichiro, who was in mid-air and had no focus, obviously had no time to hide.

He opened his eyes wide, his pupils constricted, staring fixedly at the shock wave coming forward, twisting the wrist holding the knife in full concentration.

"'Kasumi's Breath · Three Shapes · Kasumi's Spray"!"

Stabilizing the center of gravity, turning around, swiping the light blue long knife entwined with rays of light, slashing swirling large-scale slashes like clouds and flowing water, and unrelentingly met the ferocious shock wave that could easily penetrate the human body.

"Chong--!"

The sound of crisp metal collisions echoed.

Then a blade-wielding figure flew out quickly, and finally slammed into a half-broken tree.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the ground red.

Tokitomuichiro knelt down on one knee, holding the Hirinkatsu with the blade inserted into the soil with one hand to support his body, while covering his right abdomen with the other hand.

There was a big hole there.

The blood flowed out unstoppably, bringing severe pain and numbness from the wound, and constantly consuming precious physical strength and energy.

"It's not completely blocked...the wound is too big, and there is no way to accurately stop the bleeding with breathing."

Beads of sweat oozed from his white forehead, while Tokito Muichiro gritted his teeth, he was also calmly analyzing his current physical condition.

"You can't hold on anymore, it's only a matter of time before you are killed."

At this time, an indifferent voice came.

Shitou Wuichiro reluctantly looked up, and found that the man-eating ghost was walking slowly towards him, surrounded by wooden dragons and protected.

"And even if you are not injured, you still can't beat me. Even if you really cut off my head, it doesn't make any sense. After all, I am not the real body."

Sho Potian looked down at the blood-stained human in front of him.

Against the backdrop of the scarlet blood, the crystal-clear skin looked even fairer, and even gave people a thrilling and strange beauty, as well as a strong sadistic attraction.

This guy must taste good.

The man-eating ghost thought so.

"Although I was entangled and dragged here by you, I don't think they will be able to decapitate my main body just based on those human imps who chased after me."

Sho Potian said calmly.

"Perhaps the boy with the flaming scar on his forehead is somewhat possible. After all, that guy's breathing method is very strange, but he has suffered quite serious injuries before and consumed a lot of physical strength, so just relying on them... …”

"Hey, you talk a lot, talkative, can you stop talking to me? It will be very annoying."

The evil ghost's words were interrupted, and his face couldn't help but become a little ugly.

But before he could say anything more, he saw that the other party stretched out his slender fingers like jade onions, and pointed upwards wearily.

"And, haven't you noticed?"

Tokito Muichiro looked at the evil spirit in front of him, blinked his eyes, pulled the corners of his mouth reluctantly, and showed a beautiful smile.

"It's almost dawn."

Sorrowful Potian froze for a moment.

Then he quickly raised his head to look at the night sky, and found that the bright moon was really about to fall to the horizon.

And this situation also means that the sun, which they absolutely cannot overcome, is about to appear and begin to shine on the earth, burning up any evil spirits who dare not return to the darkness.

"...Kill you before dawn." Shou Potian said with an ugly face.

Hearing this, Shitou Muichiro also supported his body with the Japanese sword, stood up reluctantly, and looked at the evil spirit in front of him calmly.

The other party was right.

With his current injuries, he wouldn't last until dawn.

And he was indeed not sure whether Kamado Tanjiro and the others could behead the main body. Before that, he had only rationally judged the most reasonable distribution of combat power.

As for now?

What he has to do is to fulfill his duties as a pillar, and continue to delay the opponent as much as possible until the last moment Tanjiro Kamado and the others succeed in defeating Kamizuru, or he just dies here.

"Huh... come on, let's continue."

The words just fell.

The half of the tree was directly and completely smashed by several wooden dragons.

And Shitou Muichiro, who successfully dodged away, forcibly entered the special state of "Hazy" again regardless of his injuries and overdrawn body, and his figure approached Aopoten rapidly and erratically.

The ghost-slaying sharp blade was dripping with blood and glowing with a penetrating cold light.

"Clang----!!!"

Above the ruins, the melodious sound of knives echoed again.

And in the night that was about to be dispersed, the bright full moon was also slowly setting.

Then, I don't know how long it took.

A light blue sun-shaped saber with a swastika-shaped handle is inserted obliquely on the ground.

Not far away, a beautiful figure like an elf was sitting powerlessly on the ground, leaning against the remnant body of the wooden dragon whose head had been decapitated.

Shitou Wuichiro looked up at the white belly that had already appeared on the horizon, and his mint green pupils were a little dizzy.

He was dying.

He looked down at the right abdomen which could not be suppressed at all, leaving only a numb piercing wound, and Tokito Muichiro calmly raised his head to look at the evil ghost who was indifferent to life in the distance ahead.

In fact, he was very angry all the time.

Different from the calmness shown when he was in a daze, in fact, ever since he lost the memory of the past, he has always had a strong anger bursting from the bottom of his abdominal cavity.

This anger has been driving him to train with painstaking efforts, and to continue to fight against evil spirits, even though he doesn't know the reason for it.

But now, looking at the evil ghost in front of him that seemed to coincide with a certain hateful figure in the lost memory, Toki Toruichiro always felt as if he was about to remember something when he was dying.

That is the home stained red with blood, that is the sense of despair that seeps into the soul, that is the evil spirit that insults life, and...

Died in front of his eyes, a person who looked exactly like himself.

Weird, right?

Not surprisingly.

After all, they are twins.

Unconsciously, a crystal tear slipped from the corner of Toki Tomuichiro's eyes who had been seriously injured and passed out, and it was accompanied by a human voice full of emotion and a crying voice.

"......elder brother."

And this time.

A huge shadow enveloped him.

"A good swordsman, you really cut off his head twice."

Shou Potian covered his neck that still seemed to be aching with his hands, looked at the unconscious man in front of him expressionlessly, sniffed the sweet smell of blood in the air, and couldn't help sticking out his tongue to lick it. Mouth.

"It's almost dawn, and it's enough to exercise before meals, so... it's time to send you on your way."

As he said that, he casually raised his hand, wanting to control the group of wooden dragons and give them a mighty final blow.

But at this moment-

The breath of death enveloped him.

Mo Potian instinctively felt an unprecedented sense of horror. In front of his constricted pupils, a figure who did not know when to appear was carefully hugging the unconscious Ghost Slayer by the waist.

The other party was wearing a rare blue and white robe, and there was a strange large white ball on his shoulder, and his aura...