Human account is forced to full level

"...Don't be kidding, you are not my elder."

Tokito Muichiro withdrew his gaze from the dirty palm, looked directly at the enemy in front of him, and for some reason suddenly chuckled.

Smile from the heart, beautiful, overwhelming.

"Gavange is."

This scene even made the ghost swordsman who had lived from the Warring States period to the present a little stunned.

"Who is that?"

Hei Si Mou frowned for some unknown reason.

Because his Lord Wu Mi didn't share anyone's information and memory with him, so after hearing this strange name, he only felt inexplicable for a while.

"...Forget it, let's make you incapacitated first."

Forget about this little episode.

Hei Si Mou casually raised his ghost blade, and was about to swing it down to cut off the limbs of his descendants.

And in this very moment.

For hundreds of years, since he personally faced a supreme swordsman who slaughtered all ghosts and died in bed, it was the second time that the sense of horror called life and death crisis enveloped him so clearly.

Up!

Obeying the instinctive warning, he raised his head fiercely, and Hei Si Mou met a pair of dead fish eyes with no waves in the ancient well. He saw the terrifying figure hiding in the darkness of the underworld, and...

A long knife that had been cut in front of him and was about to take his life away!

"Clang!!!!!!"

The violent to the extreme sound of metal collision reverberated.

Above the ruins, dust rose all over the sky, accompanied by the huge roar of the ground's depression and smashing.

There was even a crack that seemed to split the earth, spreading out from the dust that obscured the view, stretching for nearly a hundred meters!

At this time, an object suddenly spun out of mid-air at high speed, and finally ruthlessly plunged into a pile of rubble somewhere.

That's a half-cut knife.

It was covered with dead eyes.

"......sharp."

Some hoarse voices came out of the sky and dust, with some stunned.

And with a sudden gust of wind blowing away all the dust from such a line of sight, what was revealed were two figures in a stalemate.

A sloppy man with a big sword in his hand pressing down, and an evil ghost holding the black scabbard tightly with both hands to resist the blow.

"Human, I know you, Tong Mo and Yi Wo Zuo were defeated by you, right?"

Hei Si Mou stared at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him.

The instinct of the body told him that he had encountered a real formidable enemy.

"When you slayed them, you didn't even use a sun blade...it's incredible."

"A lot of nonsense."

Yejian Jieda, who had come all the way and beheaded nearly a thousand evil spirits, had a gloomy and frightening expression.

At this time, his eyes did not stay on the opponent.

Instead, he stared at the pitch-black scabbard in the opponent's hand, and the half-drawn dark red blade.

There are ancient characters engraved on it. This is the saber brought back by a certain supreme swordsman from another world hundreds of years ago——

"Buddha Killing".

Chapter 230 Seven: Beyond the Limit

under night.

A burly figure was retreating rapidly.

Then he was directly overtaken by another ghostly figure, holding up the red sword in his hand.

Cut off suddenly!

Then it was firmly resisted by another pitch-black blade condensed to the limit with dark magic energy.

"'Dark Coil·Black Blade'."

Ye Jianjie gritted his teeth, stepped on the ground with his heels, stopped the retreat, and then took the initiative to step forward and slashed down with all his strength.

Ignorance cut!

The huge pitch-black sword light tore apart the ground, but was completely offset by the blade of the squall blown by the huge moon-shaped slash.

But in the end, the enemy was temporarily forced back.

"Hey, hey, what's the matter with your knife?!"

Ignoring a knife wound on his left shoulder, Ye Jianjie looked at the ancient long knife in the hands of the evil spirit with a serious face.

There is something wrong with this red knife.

This is no longer something that can be explained by a famous craftsman or a magical creation.

If he hadn't condensed the "darkness" attached to the knife in his hand to the extreme in advance, his knife would have broken when he slashed against him for the first time.

Even so, after a few times of slashing, the sun wheel knife, which was forged by the head of the knife forging village who represented the strongest craftsmanship in the world, already had a lot of gaps.

It is only a matter of time before it is completely scrapped.

"That's right... I don't know exactly what is going on with this knife that goes against the common sense of the world."

But facing this question, after Hei Si Mou was silent for a while, his calm eyes showed unspeakable complexity and bitterness for the first time.

The knife is not his.

This was the saber that belonged to the younger brother whom he had hated all his life.

No one or ghost can use it except Ji Guo Yuanyi, who has passed away.

Even Lord Wu Mi couldn't hold the bronze-colored handle, otherwise he would be destroyed by the irresistible flames of hell that appeared out of thin air.

And now that he can temporarily unsheath the knife, he still relies on his blood relationship with that person, otherwise...

It's not enough to be a swordsman at all.

Now being gifted by the world to the "Buddha" that has been strengthened to the level of an artifact, after hundreds of years of continuous energy extraction, the internal power has been temporarily exhausted.

But even so, just because of its unparalleled sharpness in this world and its completely unreasonable sharpness, it can still be invincible after being held by Hei Si Mou.

To put it simply, if there is no absolute control of the "Blood Curse".

Hei Si Mou could even kill Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi directly now.

"I don't deserve to hold it, I'm just borrowing it temporarily, if I can... I wouldn't even want to use it."

The ghost swordsman stepped forward slowly.

He was walking towards that man with a sloppy image, but he could bring something similar to the man who gave him a strong sense of crisis back then.

"However, I think you are qualified to be beheaded by it. After a fight to the death, your head will be beheaded by it covered in blood."

Hei Si Mou's footsteps became heavier and heavier.

Even under Ye Jiansuke's slightly astonished eyes, his body size was still slowly rising, accompanied by the roar of the dead heart like a drum, and a pair of slender black horns growing on his forehead.

What even those Shangxian who had died didn't know was that Hei Si Mou had once been bestowed with the blood of the ancestor of ghosts regardless of consumption, up to the true limit he could bear.

And this is just for a try.

Trying to steal and imitate what they have seen before, the second stage of the ultimate technology created by Ji Guoyuan on the basis of the pattern in another world——

"flare".

And after a hundred years of trying by Bai Shengmou, he finally succeeded.

Just like the cut version of Breath of the Sun and Breath of the Moon, he secretly learned and developed a new technology that is plausible, has strong sequelae, and can maximize the overall improvement of physical fitness——

"Eclipse moon".

Suddenly, the drum-like heartbeat was silent, and the heavy footsteps disappeared.

Hei Si Mou, who had completely changed his appearance, was wearing the warrior armor of the Warring States Period, and was covered by a Shura mask deformed by his own flesh and blood, staring at the expressionless burly man in front of him.

He raised the unparalleled sharp blade in his hand high.

"Come on, strong... let's fight to the death!"

Crazy killing intent permeated the air, and the cold invisible saber air was scratching the person's skin.

And Ye Jian Jieda's response to this?

It was the jet-black blade that had cut open the space crack and swung silently.

"'Dark Magic · Dark Entanglement · Dimensional Slash"."

In an instant.

The space is misplaced.

The battle armor deformed from flesh and blood was split instantly, passing through the flesh and blood body that was harder than diamond, all the way down, and finally even opened an abyss-like gully on the ground, extending along a straight line to the A hundred meters away from the end of the ruins.

The blade of Hades cuts everything.

"... trouble."

Silently maintaining the posture of swinging the knife, Yejian Jieda silently perceived the blood-stained figure who had just been chopped off by him and flew a hundred meters away. Although he became weaker, he had no intention of dying at all.

So why are the enemies here so resistant to cutting?

That was already the strongest move he has mastered just now, and even the "Three Demon Eyes" who were about to explode before were finally beheaded by him with this move.

"Hey, this type of self-healing ability is so unreasonable, it's really troublesome... It seems that it's been a long time since I lost my life."

Ye Jianjie let out a breath slowly.

But he didn't take advantage of the victory to chase away. Instead, he suddenly raised his left hand and grabbed a guy who was so fast that afterimages appeared.

But just when he wanted to crush the opponent's skull directly, his movements suddenly stopped in astonishment.

Because, the opponent is Kamado Tanjiro.

"...Boy, what's your situation now?"

Yejian Jieda silently looked at the new arm that had grown from the original severed arm, as well as the scarlet vertical pupils, beast-like fangs, and...

A pale whip tail made of vertebrae grows from the back of the waist.

This is no longer what humans should be like.

"You turned into a ghost?"

Ye Jianjie frowned, but subconsciously let go of the strength in his hand.

Then the bony whip tail stabbed in front of him like a poisonous scorpion preying on it, but stopped dead at the last moment.

"Ye, see the leader at night..."

Unstoppable saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth, but his once gentle eyes were now filled with an appetite that was about to drive people crazy.

He wants to eat meat.

Human flesh.

"Quick, kill me quickly..."

Kamado Tanjirou's hands were trembling, and the half of the Demon Blade that was about to take his life away from his chest had disappeared.

Because it has been integrated into his blood.

He has become a ghost.

"Quick, quick!!! I can't control myself!"

The roaring roar revealed determination, making the slovenly man slightly silent.

But he didn't swing the knife in his hand, instead he threw the opponent directly and casually behind him.