Comprehensive comic: The sap-leveled Paladin

"You kid don't go to sleep, you still want to hug me here for the night," Tatsumura grabbed Sanji's collar and brought him in front of him.

The little boy didn't speak, just stared at Tatsumura Yang, and when he put it down and hugged it, he refused to let go.

Seeing this, Miyo Tatsumura in the house said, "Alas, I guess I was scared to see those scenes" Thinking of the incident in Qingjing Lane at that time, a trace of fear flashed on Miyo's face, but fortunately he didn't go out at that time.

I heard from the neighbor on the street next door to the brother-in-law of the daughter-in-law of the second uncle next door that Mrs. Tanaka, who found the body, is still delirious and chattering all day long, as if she was scared silly.

"I said, squeeze it at night, and wait for tomorrow you to take him to the mountain shrine, find a good one, and let people live..".

"Okay, okay, I'll take him to the guest room to sleep tonight, and I'll see the situation tomorrow" Seeing that his wife was about to start chattering again, Tatsumura Yang interrupted directly, picked up Sanji and took a candlestick from the table.

Pushing open the wooden door of the room, it was completely dark outside, and the fog rolled in the courtyard.

As soon as the door opened, the fog found an outlet and frantically poured into the room, blowing candles flickering and flickering.

"Hurry up and close

the door" "Okay" Hearing the roar of the tigress behind him, Yomari Tatsumura closed the door.

The dark corridor was foggy, and Tatsumura Yang walked in the direction of the guest room with Sanji in his left hand and a candlestick in his right hand.

"This world, little san, there is no other one in Tianjin Village, but a mouthful of food will still not lack your mouthful"

The hoarse voice echoed in the courtyard, and powerful footsteps sounded in the corridor, and the corner of Tianjin Village's Yang eyes kept staring at Sanji.

Through the faint candle flame, you can see that Xiao Sanji's white and tender cheeks are glowing orange-red in the cold winter.

The dark eyes stared at Tatsumura Yang in a daze, and the mouth was still closed, as silent as during the day.

Exhaling slowly, Tatsumura retracted his gaze.

It's all like this, and I don't make a move, maybe I guessed wrong, it's okay to guess wrong, and leave a little blood for the Wei family.

The courtyard of the Yang family in Tatsu Village is not large, otherwise the gate would not be placed in an alley, and it didn't take long to come to the guest room.

However, after Tatsumurayang's hint, Miyo also chose the most remote room.

"Well, we'll sleep in this house tonight" Tatsu Murayang walked to the front of the room, pouted, and said to Sanji.

Sanji looked at it blankly, but fortunately, Tatsumura Yang didn't expect him to react, pushed the door in, and put the other party directly on the bed.

"I'll go close the door"

Before the words fell, Tatsumura Yang didn't have time to withdraw his arm, and an evil wind blew straight into the door, whining in this empty room.

The

wind was getting stronger and stronger, the candle flame flickered a few times, and it dimmed all of a sudden, and suddenly it changed, and Tatsumurayang's body shook, and he almost had an overreaction.

However, feeling the temperature on the other party's body, he still restrained his movements.

"I'll go light the candles" Tatsumura took a sharp breath and pulled the matchbox out of his pocket.

Snap -

a match slashed through the phosphoskin, a cluster of flames flickered, and Tatsumura Yang swept the room vigilantly, his pupils shrunk when he saw the empty bed.

At the same time as the "three divisions"

shouted these words, Tatsumura rolled on the bed, and a Japanese wheel knife was taken out by him from under the mattress.

The Nichiren knife is an important strategic material, but it is not too rare, and if it is rare, it is impossible to last for thousands of years without being used up.

Just now, he deliberately put the previous Nihon Knife on the altar in the bedroom, just thinking about deceiving the other party when he went out.

Looking at it now, the other party was too cautious and didn't make a move, but considering that the other party can endure it for a day, it doesn't seem impossible to take this time.

However, why didn't you make a move in the dark moment just now, and you have waited until now, why don't you wait a little longer and wait for yourself to go to bed.

If Tatsumura Yang could see the battle of Hanajie at this time, then he would definitely know why.

"Are you looking for me?"

A cold voice came from overhead, and the disgusting stench peculiar to ghosts filled the room at once.

Tian Jin Murayang's heart jumped, and he looked up at the aging face that was grabbing the beam of the house and said, "Sure enough, it's you!" The

puppet ghost smiled and said, "Giggles, yes, Tazu Murayang

, it's been five years, your body is too old to hold a sword" "Hmph, it's enough to kill you again

" "Kill me, just with your broken body, or those two little ghosts, don't worry, I have prepared a gift for them

" "What!" Tian Jin Murayang's face changed, the kid at the east gate didn't know it, if this is the way, he has to apologize.

"Giggles, worried about them? Now I'd better worry about yourself, let me see if you can escape as you did five years ago"

The shrill voice was like a fingernail scratching a blackboard, and the cheeks that should have been immature were full of wrinkles, and the corners of the mouth were grinning, reminiscent of a witch boiling medicine.

"Water Breath, Type Seven, Water Drop Ripple Thorn Qu"

Seeing the other party rushing over, Tatsumura Yang threw out his strongest skill, Type Seven, without reservation.

In the Demon Slayer anime, because of the fast pace, the characters who appear are all masters of all sword types (except for the sleeping pillar of Thunder's Breath), which gives the audience an illusion that everyone will have.

But in fact, members of the ghost killing team like Tatsumura Yang, who can't use all the sword types, are the common situation

, but even so, they are still fighting on the front line of the crusade against ghosts, because they all have their own reasons.

Boom-boom-the

cold sword light in the room slashed one after another, and the puppet easily changed direction and successfully dodged a sword.

It's all empty!

Tatsumurayang's face was heavy, panting, even if he had been prepared, adjusted his posture and breathing, and the killing he hit was still dodged by the other party, and the other party's improvement was more than he imagined.

"Giggles, it looks like you're completely old! Tatsumura Yang" saw the heaviness on Tatsumura Yang's face, and the puppet ghost's eyes showed a look of satisfaction.

In five years, she has eaten a lot of people, but never once, as refreshing as this!

She must taste it slowly, her wrinkled face smirked, and her figure disappeared in place in an instant.

Bang -

Tatsumura Yang only had time to turn sideways, and he was kicked in the abdomen by a force, and the whole person smashed straight into the wall.

"Sure enough, the human body is really weak, only five years later, it is already old, and it is completely incomparable to your dead companion" It was obviously a child's body, but it made an old and sharp voice, which made people's hairs stand on end.

Tatsumura Yang endured the pain, anger welled up in his eyes, and the memories of that year came to mind.

Takahashi, Sawada.

Back then, it was at the cost of the lives of the two ghost killing teams that they could swing the last sword, originally they all thought that the revenge would be avenged, but they didn't expect that the other party actually faked death and escaped!

Getting up from the ground, Tatsumura Yang gritted his teeth and said, "Even if this is the case, I can kill you

" "Water Breath, Seven Shape, Water Drop Ripple Thorn Song"

Maybe it's anger, maybe it's the oppression of death, maybe it's something else.

In an instant, Tatsumura felt himself see water droplets slowly falling in the air, splashing ripples on the surface of the water.

Tatsumurayang's eyes froze, and the Hinakura knife danced in the direction of the ripples.

This time, the speed is so fast, the momentum is strong, he wielded the strongest sword type in his life, this time, he is confident that he can definitely cut the other party!

The sword slashed through the air quickly, and the sword shape of the quiet beauty contained infinite killing power.

One knife

, two knives in the right foot, three knives in the left hand

, four knives in the left foot

, and in the right hand

room, the puppet ghost showed horror on his face, and kept using his limbs to escape in the room, but his speed was always missing a point, and his limbs were still cut off.

Tatsumura Yang showed a cold face, this time he will definitely not let you escape again.

The blue Nihon Wheel Knife aimed at the opponent's neck and was about to swing it down.

Suddenly, a feeling of suffocation hit, and the chest cavity seemed to pile up together, and the breath of death drilled out of the chest like a maggot attached to the bone, reaching out and climbing up to Tatsumura Yang's cheek.

Swing this sword and you will suffocate to death!

This thought came to mind, and the state of Xuanzhi and Xuan came and went quickly, and Tatsumura Yang suddenly fell out of the state just now, leaned over and lay on the ground, coughing violently.

Ahem cough

is just for that moment, the gray hair on Tatsumura Yang's head suddenly increased several times, he greedily sucked the air, but the cough in his throat couldn't be stopped, as if he had to cough up blood to stop.

Bang -

on the other side, the puppet ghost who fell to the floor showed a happy face, and originally thought that he would die, "Sa, it's really a brilliant knife, compared to those, the waste killed by me is much more powerful, but you are old, Tazu Murayang, if this knife could have killed me five years ago" Hearing this, Tatsu Murayang

raised his head with great difficulty, and looked at the puppet ghost who was recovering unwillingly.

"Even now.... cough cough...."

"Giggles, that's the look, do you know, those ghost killing teams have this kind of look every time they die, it seems that you are also running out of oil, and as a ghost, I can recover at once"

Ghosts, just like a kind of racial rule, as long as it is not a decapitation injury, it will not be fatal.

Even for the upper string black dead Mou and the upper string three Yi woza, unless they want to die, the beheading can't resist their body's resurrection.

For ordinary ghosts, cutting off limbs is no different from cutting off nails and hair for humans.

Of course, it's not completely impossible, at least it takes a month for humans to get a haircut, and the ghost can recover in the moment of breaking his hands and feet.

As he spoke, the puppeteer's hands and feet had fully recovered, and the wrinkles covering his entire face wriggled with the other party's smirk, like maggots on his face.

"Die!"

The puppet ghost swooped down and rushed towards Tazu Murayo, its sharp nails emitting a ghostly glow.

At this moment, when the puppet ghost was about to slash across Tatsumura Yang's head, a figure rushed out of the mist.

"Water Breath, Three-Style, Flowing Dance"

The figure flashed, and the speed of the swing of the Nihon Wheel Knife exceeded the dynamic vision of those present, and the mist that filled the entire room was directly cut in half by the sword type of Righteous Brave.

From a distance, a distinct black line divides the room into two pieces, like a gray-black cloth cut in two.

Different from Tazu Murayang's sword type, Yi Yong is a pillar, even if it is a three-type sword, the sharp sword light is like a thin needle, making the puppet ghost's skin numb.

Can't eat hard, the puppet ghost was horrified in his heart, this guy looks so young, and his strength is far superior to Tazu Murayang, he must change direction, otherwise he will die.

A cloud of mist poured into the gap cut by Righteous Bravery, and the puppeteer who had escaped the disaster lay on the ground, squeezing words out of his throat in a fit of rage.

"Damn, it's like this again, it was like this five years ago, it's the same today, it's abominable"

"Ahem, Yiyong boy, if you were a little later, my life would be ruined

" "I'm sorry, I met a puppet on the road, and I almost took a step slower" Yiyong slashed his knife horizontally, stared at the puppet ghost, and said to Tatsumura Yangdao.

"Ahem.. Then I'll leave it to

you" "Don't worry, you won't let it escape

" "Don't be ashamed!" Filled with easy rage in the puppeteer's brain.

Although the strength of the other party is indeed not comparable to the waste of Tatsumura Yang, he is not a soft persimmon kneaded at will.

The mist surged wildly in the room with the momentum of the two of them, and Sanji, who couldn't help it at first, rushed towards Yiyong with a strange crawling style.

Bang -

A spark slashed between the Nichilun knife and Sanji's palm, and the expression of the righteous Sanwu could not be seen on his face, but the puppet ghost's face changed.

Is this guy a pillar?

The rating method of the column, she also heard a little, the first is to kill 50 ghosts, regardless of whether it is strong or weak, this kind of column is strong and weak.

The other is to kill the lower string ghost, this kind of pillar, which is undoubtedly strong.

Unlike the puppet ghosts who are stuck in thinking, Yi Yong has only one idea, to kill the other party in seconds!

In the anime, unlike other pillars, Yiyong can be regarded as a representative of never beeping if he can open big, and several fights in the plot are basically open directly when he sees a ghost.

This time Yi Yong was no exception, after blocking the attack of the ghost, Yi Yong took a deep breath "Water Breath, Eleven Type, Nagi" Nagi

, the original ten forms of the Water Breath of the extra sword type, is the eleventh sword type invented by Yi Yong, which is called the strongest guardian technique in the breathing method.

But this sword type is not only defensive, but also super lethal.

In the first appearance in the anime, Yi Yong easily cut off the 'Kerrith Wheel' that Spider Ghost is proud of with 'Nagi', which is the ultimate ultimate move that perfectly integrates into offense and defense.

A stream of sword light surrounded Yiyong, and while he was within the range of Yiyong's attack, the puppet ghost saw a different scene.

The world became an ocean.

The waves were coming like a tide, but she was standing in the middle of the sea, and she was the enemy of the ocean, and in all directions, the vast ocean was the enemy.

"This, this can't be!" A shrill cry carried fear, and the mist coalesced behind the puppeteer, and the sound waves rushed towards Righteous Courage like a scream.

As

the tide receded and the sea calmed down, the sound was strangled like a mayfly shaking a tree, and the golem felt only a buzz before she saw her head fly.

Bang -

The head rolls on the floor a few times until it hits the wall.

"The corpse has not disappeared" Yi Yongsan's faceless face flashed a trace of fluctuation, this breath is definitely a ghost, but he is not dead by decapitation, is he also a puppet?

Or is it ....