Human account is forced to full level

If he fought alone, everyone he knew in the Ghost Killing Squad would definitely not be able to win.

After instantly judging this point, Kamado Tanjiro growled without daring to shift his eyes in the slightest.

"He is very strong, and you have to pay attention to the knife on his waist...the breath of the knife is very strange."

Unlike Zamon Tanjiro, who is as close to a formidable enemy as he is, Black Death Mou's gaze always stays on his sun-patterned earrings.

This is, the thing that makes him extremely disgusted.

It should not be worn by others.

"...Hey, boy."

Heishi Mou asked expressionlessly.

"Where did you get those sun-patterned earrings?"

Chapter 230 Six: Under the Saber of the Supreme Swordsman

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!"

His right hand held the handle of the knife tightly to support his bruised body, his lungs were so hot that he seemed to be on fire, he coughed violently, and finally even spat out a mouthful of blood.

Kneeling on one knee, Kamado Tanjiro covered his mouth tightly with his hands, all his senses locked on to the Oni Swordsman not far in front of him.

In the still firm eyes, it was difficult to hide the horror deep in the eyes.

At this time, the street he was on had completely turned into ruins.

On the nearby ground, dense and deep cut marks criss-crossed, as if they had just encountered an irresistible man-made natural disaster.

His nose moved slightly, and he smelled the breath of Zuhira Inosuke and my wife Zenitsu who were buried under the collapsed houses on both sides. Although they were weak, there was no danger of their lives.

"Damn it...the "Joint Intensive Training" guided by the pillars has just started for a day, and I haven't had time to fully train at all, otherwise I should be able to last longer."

Kamado Tanjiro's voice was full of unwillingness, and even a little hoarse because of the seriousness of the injury.

However, there was still no trace of flinching or fear in his eyes.

"Don't be afraid, Tanjirou, persevere."

Standing beside him was Tokito Muichiro, whose team uniform was soaked by the blood from his own wound, his face turned pale, but his hands holding the knife were still steady.

"The battle situation here has been spread by the crows, and the other pillars will definitely come as soon as possible..."

"They can't come."

A cold voice interrupted his words.

"Now there are more than 3000 ghosts in this place, and one fifth of them have been forcibly spawned to the strength of the lower string level by the blood bestowed by Lord Wu Mi. They are already too busy to take care of themselves."

Hei Simou moved forward slowly, and the heavy aura on his body became more and more frightening.

The six red-gold vertical pupils kept looking at the young man with bruises all over his body and flame marks on his forehead. Their eyes were complicated, full of pity, contempt, and pickiness.

However, more is inexplicable anger.

"Well, it's not just the lack of cultivation, but also the overwhelming lack of talent...Young man, you don't deserve to wear those sun pattern earrings."

His footsteps stopped, and his figure disappeared instantly.

Then, the Demon Blade with eyes all over the blade came to the side of Kamado Tanjiro's neck in the blink of an eye, and was about to complete the decapitation.

The boy's pupils were constricted into pinpoints, full of scars, and his body, which had been forcibly stimulated by the death crisis to an unprecedented potential, instinctively moved at full speed, and his feet twisted violently.

"Chong-"

The ghost blade cut across the neck, but it just cut away the afterimage left in place.

The magic sun rainbow, the setting sun turns around!

Kamado Tanjiro, who has already arrived in the air behind the opponent, his body upside down, can only feel that the adrenal hormones in his body are being secreted crazily, and the oxygen in the blood vessels is flowing rapidly. Flames wrapped around the sharp knife.

From top to bottom, desperately swung a spiral slash to cover the enemy.

"'God of Fire Kagura·Huihui Enguang'!"

The sharp edge that could easily cut through steel came to the back of the evil spirit's neck, but the next moment...

"Chong-"

With the clear and crisp sound of the knife, the ghost blade forged from flesh and blood easily swung away the blade of the sun flame.

The blade vibrated at a high speed, almost letting Kamado Tanjiro's Hirinkatsu leave his hand all at once.

And the life-and-death crisis that followed made all the hairs on his body stand on end.

"The sword is not swung like this, and the sword shape of the breathing method of the sun is not the way you use it. It is so rough, so lacking in precision... so unsightly!"

Hei Si Mou's voice was already filled with inexplicable emotions of extreme dissatisfaction.

At the same time, he followed up with several slashes without any mercy, completely sealing off all the escape routes of the young man who was still in mid-air in an instant.

He can't avoid this trick!

Kamado Tanjiro, who instinctively judged this point, gritted his teeth, not only did not show fear in his eyes, but instead showed a kind of fierce determination that was driven to a desperate situation.

You don't need to dodge all, avoid the vital points, as long as you avoid the vital points and don't die!

He and the opponent traded their lives for injuries! ! !

But at this time, a familiar figure wearing a wild boar hood blocked in front of him ahead of time.

The two long knives, whose blades were full of gaps like the fangs of wild beasts, slashed out desperately.

"'Spatial Perception·Frenzied Tear'!"

A beast-like roar roared, accompanied by frenzied slashes in all directions, slashing against the weird bloody ghost blade.

It was Zuhira Inosuke who had broken free from the ruins and finally managed to catch up.

Relying on his extremely keen skin sense and excellent insight, as well as the two knives in his hand, he forcibly withstood the continuous slash from the first string!

"Oh?"

Hei Si Mou was slightly surprised, and then accelerated his continuous slashing with some interest, and even directly turned into an impenetrable deadly knife net.

The two fang-like knives let out a scream of overwhelmed.

Dense knife marks instantly appeared on the boar-headed swordsman who was supporting him tightly.

"It hurts to death!"

Zuhira Inosuke, whose body began to howl, roared without taking a step back.

"Chou Shanyi, hurry up, I won't be able to hold on anymore!"

Before the words fell, there was a roar like spring thunder, exploding under the night.

On the ruins not far away, a figure stood up in the posture of preparing to draw a knife.

And at this moment, since Hei Si Mou started the war, he finally instinctively sensed a little sense of threat.

He looked at the yellow-haired boy who had been howling and screaming so much that he looked down upon, before he had time to cut back the guy wearing a boar hood.

In the dynamic vision beyond the limit of human beings, the figure accompanied by the thunder and explosion has been lost.

"Thunder's Breath · Seven's Shape..."

The distance of tens of meters was fleeting, and a figure whose movement trajectory was like a flying thunder dragon had already charged forward and slashed to the neck of one of the upper strings.

An electric arc danced in her pupils who were calm and focused to the extreme. My wife Shanyi, who only practiced drawing swords and slashing, slashed out her own original and final sword shape with lightning speed.

"'Fire and Thunder God'."

Facing this extreme slash with the thunder of the mad dragon, Heixin Mou only had one evaluation in his heart.

Concentrate a little bit and get to the top!

His perception cooperates with the transparent world to capture everything around him.

Not only the Thunder Knife that had already slashed to his neck, but the two fang blades that were about to break also slashed at his arms at the same time, as well as the Sun Flame Blade that struck again from the left, and The mist that has already rushed into the blind spot behind him.

"...not bad."

The corners of Hei Si Mou's mouth curled up slightly.

And then, the next moment—

Countless huge crescent-shaped blade winds suddenly appeared without warning, covering a radius of about 360 meters at [-] degrees in an instant without any dead angle. With an irresistible trend, they directly wiped out everything in front of him like an autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves thing.

Destruction.

"'Picking up the shape · ferocious change · the sky is full of fickle moons"."

Sheath the knife.

The tornado formed by countless giant slashes then dissipated.

Standing on the ground already full of ravines and cut marks, Heishai Mou calmly looked at the nearby swordsmen who had fallen in a pool of blood, and shook his head slightly.

"Tan, Tanjiro..."

Collapsing on the ground, my wife Shanyi, whose vision was blurred by blood, struggled to crawl slowly towards the figure in the distance who was lying on the ground, was on the verge of death, and even lost an arm.

His charge just now was too fierce, and he had no time to stop and dodge in the face of the sudden slashing attack, and it was only because Kamado Tanjiro pushed him at the last moment that he was lucky enough to survive.

But Kamado Tanjiro also had his left arm cut off.

He is dying!

My wife Zenitsu roared crazily in her heart, but in the end, because of her injuries, she passed out unwillingly just like the mouth of Inosuke Hirai who was lying on the other side.

And at the last moment of coma, he seemed to see a bloody knife pierced into Tanjirou Kamado's chest.

"You guy, you are not worthy of passing down the breath of the sun."

Hei Si Mou looked at the semi-conscious opponent with cold eyes.

But just when he wanted to draw the knife and leave, he found that the opponent's only right hand was holding the blade of "Xu Crying God" tightly without knowing when.

Its strength was so great that he couldn't even withdraw the weapon smoothly for a while.

"Return to the light?"

Hei Simou looked down at the other party, his indifferent tone did not change at all, since he couldn't draw it back, he wouldn't.

He casually broke off the blade forged from his own flesh and blood, allowing it to heal and grow quickly, and at the same time turned around and left without looking at him again.

So didn't notice either...

The boy's wound seemed to have stopped bleeding at some point.

And began to have a little tendency to self-heal.

Hei Si Mou strode forward, and walked towards the only swordsman who was still standing in the other direction.

The blood dripped unstoppable.

Holding the hilt of the Hikari Saber tightly in his hand, Muichiro Tokito, who was extremely pale, bit the strip of cloth torn from his uniform with his mouth, and wrapped it tightly around the wound of the severed limb.

His left forearm was severed.

But those gem-like mint green pupils stared fixedly at the formidable enemy ahead, and still did not lose their fighting spirit.

"...Well, it's really quite good. He can stop the bleeding immediately after the arm is broken, and he has shown half of the wavering and timidity for Zeng until now, which is really a rare talent."

Seeing that unshakable gaze, Heishimu couldn't help speeding up his pace, and even came directly in front of Shitou Muichiro, looking down at him.

"I have said it before when I was alone, are you a descendant of me or a human body, you don't need to die sadly like other human beings, because you have a talent that is enough to cherish, you are chosen people."

The evil spirit stretched out its hand to the swordsman and gave alms.

"So, come on, become a ghost, and then, become the power of that adult with me."

In this regard, Tokito Muichiro, who was on the verge of death, looked at the palm splashed with his companion's blood, and listened to what the other party claimed to be his elder, and fell into a deep silence.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered a man who also called himself his elder when they first met.

That is a very strange guy. He is obviously not related by blood, but he still wants to be nice to him, tries to make him laugh, and always does things that are too close, and even treats him like a child who hasn't grown up. Look, it's just unreasonable, but...

Whether it is before restoring memory or after restoring memory.

Even because my emotions are completed with memory, I don't know how to face the man who suddenly broke into my life.

He has never hated each other.