Comprehensive comic: Starting from jobless reincarnation

The headless torso rushed towards Roja's position. Roja's hand holding the cherry cake paused slightly, and looked at the third sword hanging on the tree next to him, with a cold look on his face. color.

Sick Ye, who was glanced at by Luo Ya, had goosebumps all over his body. He subconsciously wanted to move his head back, but it was tied tightly by the rope.

Roja stood up, stuffed the newly opened cherry cake into his bag, and walked towards the headless corpse with an indifferent expression.

Bing Ye was stunned, with a look of ecstasy on his face. The other party didn't come to get the knife. What does this mean? Is this human being really so conceited? There is a huge difference between a ghost's body and a human's body. For such a conceited guy, this time he must be taught what the price is.

The next moment, the headless corpse was kicked into the ground. Roja raised his fist and opened his bow from left to right. It was still Ola Ola's project.

Powerful force filled Sick Ye's body without a trunk. The bones were dislocated, muscles were strained, fractures were broken, and even the liver was almost exploded. The more fierce the opponent's attack, the happier Sick Ye was. Bing Ye secretly thought in his heart that such a fierce offensive by the opponent must not be sustainable for a long time.

But in fact, Sick Ye was still too naive.

This may indeed be the case for normal humans, but who told him that the guy standing in front of him was a human?

The pure-blood dragon boy understood that Roja's red gold eyes were even more dazzling under the moonlight. Every punch made the ground tremble, and the powerful force made his whole body tremble continuously.

But even so, the Xixian named Bingye still breathed a sigh of relief.

Bingye originally thought that the other party could only sustain such a high intensity of consumption for ten minutes or half an hour at most. At that time, he would quietly release the blood ghost technique to trick the other party and complete the ultimate counterattack.

Then, he wanted to hide, and the force of his fists never stopped. Even Roja changed his tricks, sometimes shooting his bow from left to right, sometimes holding his body that was about to fall apart with one hand, and hitting him hard with the other. hit.

But after nearly half an hour of beating, the fleshy body of the diseased leaf, which was about to fall apart, could not be broken by hammering, but that was it. Although it was not broken by hammering, the recovery speed was obviously reduced a lot with the naked eye.

Sick Ye stood there and grinned in pain, but unfortunately all his words were blocked in his mouth.

At the same time, Bing Ye glared at the female ghost's head hatefully, his expression full of hatred.

That ferocious look seemed to say: Are you the one who introduced the Japs into the village?

The female ghost was trembling. She wanted to defend herself, but she didn't want to.

Luo Ya touched his head, don't mention it, there are specialties in the art, if there is no breathing method and the sun sword, it will be very troublesome to deal with it.

After beating for a long time, Luo Ya also felt a little bored. After thinking about it, he squatted on the ground and looked at a pile of shapeless skeletons.

Roja tried to exhale and inhale, trying to retain the energy regularly. The power in the air was probably the key to destroying the ghosts.

But it's still like before, the power can only stay in the blood of the body and cannot be used.

Roja frowned in thought. He tried to mobilize the small force in his body to punch the sick leaf.

The sick leaf's head hung on the tree whimpered a few times, but was speechless.

The struggle was strong, but not very strong, which meant that the other party was not in great pain.

Roja frowned, wondering what was wrong.

The breathing method should be wrong, the rhythm is not like this.

Well, let's try another breathing method.

Oxygen was again inhaled by Luo Ya in large quantities, flowing into the lungs along the blood, and then flowing from the lungs to the whole body.

This time, most of the strange power was preserved.

Roja frowned again, feeling a little strange in his breathing method.

Is it possible to preserve so much just by changing the way you breathe?

It's a bit unscientific, but unscientific is unscientific. This time Luo Ya still hit the opponent, and this time the opponent's expression became extremely exciting.

Luo Ya smiled, it would be great if it worked, but he was afraid it wouldn't.

Then Roja started trial and error, but the final result was that he had mastered the qualified breathing method by dawn.

The effect is somewhat, but the energy retention only reaches about 80% at most, and there is no more.

It seems that it is necessary to learn the so-called breathing method. Roja feels that he does not need to learn it specially. As long as the other party stands in front of him and demonstrates it, Roja will probably be able to understand the other party's breathing method.

The sky had just dawned, and the morning light shone down on the entire land. The sick leaves were quietly bathing in the sun's morning light with a peaceful and gentle expression on their faces.

"This is the breath of freedom." The sick leaf yearned for the sun so much at this time that the feeling of the sun burning the skin actually brought a sense of pleasure to the sick leaf.

The sick leaf turned into ashes and disappeared with a smile on its face.

The female ghost also disappeared in this world, and the ghost blood stained on Roja's body gradually dissipated under the decomposition of the sun.

Roja stood up with some hesitation, picked up the sword and looked at it, and found that the edges of the sword had been completely corroded. Roja shook his head secretly, sighing that the sword was probably scrapped again, and threw it aside, towards the road down the mountain. Go.

But after walking for a while, he met someone he didn't expect.

This person has long yellow hair, part of the edge of his hair is red, has thick black sword eyebrows, his eyes are bright, wearing a brown Demon Slayer uniform, and a feather with flame patterns at the end. The weaving boy.

Roja was slightly startled when he saw the other party. He had already guessed the other party's identity.

The only one who is so obvious is the Flame Pillar named Purgatory Xing Jurou.

The opponent's momentum was very strong, and Roja could feel that every time the opponent breathed, he would inhale a large amount of oxygen in the air.

Roja raised his eyebrows slightly. The other party's vitality was very strong and he had a strong momentum.

Purgatory Xingshoulang paused when he saw Roja walking forward in a hurry. He frowned and looked at Roja and said: 'Young man, there is a strong smell on your body. Have you encountered it? where is it? ’

Purgatory Anjuro's voice is loud and powerful, and he seems to like talking like this.

Roja didn't feel any malice from the other party. He pointed to the mountainside and said to Purgatory Xingjulang: "You came too late. One person was killed last night. Oh, no, there should be many people killed. Hmm. During this time.”

Purgatory Anjuro was stunned, showing a sad look, and said with emotion: "Is it too late after all?"

Roja nodded. It is true that Purgatory Xingjuro came a little late. Even if there was no Roja on the mountain at this time, Purgatory Xingjuro would not be able to find him. Ghosts do not live in one place for a long time. According to that guy's character, He is probably planning to find another place to hide.

Feeling the long breath and long-lasting heartbeat of the other person, Roja tried to maintain the same breathing frequency as the other person.

Soon, Roja felt like a flame began to burn in his abdomen, and the power that could not be moved no matter how he used it began to transform into the flame in his abdomen.

Purgatory Xingjuro raised his thick black sword eyebrows and looked at Roja in surprise. Purgatory Xingjuro said bluntly: "The breathing rate is still too fast, slow down."

Roja nodded, took a breath, and continued to exhale again.

At this time, Purgatory Xingjulang nodded, swept away the previous grief, and said to Roja: "Okay, young man, you are very good. You have mastered the trick so quickly, which is worthy of praise. Oh, by the way, are you interested in joining the ghost team?" Kill the team?”

Roja thought for a moment and nodded.

Roja's appearance surprised Purgatory Xingjuro. Purgatory Xingjuro thought that the other party might shirk it, but he didn't expect Roja to agree so readily.

Purgatory Anjuro showed a big smile again and said to Roja: "Good-looking young man, what is your name? My name is Purgatory Anjuro. I like you very much. Are you interested in becoming my stepson?"

The so-called stepson is the so-called personal disciple. Each pillar will select some demon slayer team members with good talent and good strength to become his stepson. Purgatory Anjuro asked Luo Ya to be his stepson as soon as he opened his mouth. This made Luo Ya Yadu was a little surprised.

After all, not just anyone can be a stepson.

Although the other party invited him, Roja still shook his head and smiled at Purgatory Anjuro: "Although I plan to join the Demon Slayer Corps, I don't know which breathing school I am suitable for yet. If I become your stepson rashly, It’s still a bit abrupt.”

Roja didn't say anything. Now his strength is almost equal to that of Purgatory Anjurou. If he really becomes the other party's stepson, he won't learn anything.

Purgatory Anjuro showed a look of regret and said to Roja: "Is that so? To be honest, I have been troubled by the harsh training methods and no one wants to be my "stepson". By the way, Do you know where that ghost is? I still want to kill this ghost as much as possible."

Roja said to Purgatory Xingjulang: "I have killed him on the mountainside, and now there is not even ashes left."

Purgatory Xingjuro's eyes suddenly shrank when he heard this. He looked at Roja excitedly, and murmured to Roja: "You killed the third string? No, haven't you mastered breathing yet? Moreover, you also There is no Nichirin sword, right, where is your weapon?"

Roja said casually: "Throw it away, it was damaged in a fight."

After saying that, he was about to leave. Who knew that at this time, Purgatory Xingjulang grabbed Roja's shoulders, showed a smile, and said to Roja: "Are you really not going to become my stepson?"

Roja waved his hand and interrupted the other party's words. Although Roja's behavior was a bit rude, Purgatory Anjuro was still not angry and looked at Roja with a smile.