Comprehensive comics, starting from Demon Slayer, fusion of Gojo Satoru template

Ying appeared behind Ye Ming and Gojo Satoru like a ghost. He held a long sword emitting cold light in his hand and swung it with a fierce momentum, trying to sneak attack from behind.

However, Ye Ming had already noticed it. He did not move, but just raised one hand slightly and easily grasped the blade of the long sword that Ying stabbed.

Ying pulled hard, but found that the long sword did not move at all. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Ye Ming's mouth corners slightly raised, and then he gently twisted his wrist, and a powerful force was transmitted along the long sword. Ying only felt a powerful force coming, and his body fell forward uncontrollably.

Ye Ming took advantage of the situation and turned sideways. His other hand stretched out like lightning, accurately grasped Ying's throat, and lifted him up.

Ying's feet left the ground and struggled desperately, but he could not break free from Lin Fan's iron-like hand.

"With just this little ability, you dare to sneak attack? Are those high-level guys crazy?" Ye Ming said lightly, with a hint of disdain in his voice.

Ying's face flushed red, his eyes stared at Lin Fan, trying to cast a spell to break free.

But Ye Ming's power seemed endless, and his confinement made it difficult for Ying to cast a spell.

"Just kill him, I love it." Gojo Satoru waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

Ye Ming did not hesitate, and a tearing force acted on Ying. Before he could say a word, his body was twisted and exploded, and a large pool of blood appeared.

On the other side, these high-level spellcasters heard the noise outside becoming weaker and weaker.

"Haha, it seems that those guys have been killed."

"I want to see who dares to offend the authority."

said the gloomy old man.

Not long after, a sound of footsteps came from far away.

"Hmm? This footstep... doesn't seem to be Ying's."

Just as they were discussing, the door was kicked away with a bang, and the flying door hit a senior executive, knocking him out with it.

These old men raised their heads in astonishment at the same time and looked out the door.

Their pupils gradually shrank.

"Gojo Satoru and Ye Ming, what do you want to do!!"

Gojo Satoru had a playful smile on his face, tilted his head and looked at the panicked high-level sorcerers, put his hands in his pockets, and said nonchalantly: "Hey, aren't these the great people above you? Why are you so surprised to see us?"

Among the high-level sorcerers, the gloomy old man pointed at the two with trembling hands and roared: "Gojo Satoru, Ye Ming, you are so bold! Are you going to openly make enemies with the management of the entire sorcerer world? Do you know the consequences of doing so?"

Another old man with eyebrows growing to his mouth also shouted hoarsely: "Have you forgotten your duties as sorcerers? You dare to trespass here and try to disrupt the order of the sorcerer world. You are simply traitors!"

Ye Ming's eyes were cold, and he glanced at everyone in the room. A cruel arc appeared at the corner of his mouth. He slowly took a step forward, and the powerful aura instantly made the air in the whole room seem to solidify.

He simply didn't bother to answer the questions from these high-level sorcerers, and just walked straight to the old man closest to him.

The old man's eyes widened in horror, and he wanted to escape, but he found that his body was frozen and unable to move. Ye Ming stretched out his hand, pinched his neck as easily as grabbing a chicken, and then slowly exerted force.

"No... don't!" The old man struggled desperately, grabbing Ye Ming's arm in vain, but his strength was as insignificant as an ant in front of Ye Ming.

As Ye Ming's fingers tightened, the old man's body began to make a cracking sound, and his bones gradually deformed under the huge pressure.

His eyes bulged, his mouth opened wide but he could no longer make a complete sound. After a moment, only a slight "click" was heard, and the old man's body collapsed softly, and his life breath dissipated instantly.

Ye Ming casually threw the lifeless corpse aside, just like throwing away a piece of garbage. There was no mercy in his eyes, and he said indifferently: "You old guys, besides sitting here to hurt people, it seems that you have no other purpose."

Gojo Satoru clapped his hands softly, "Excellent, Ye Ming, these old guys should have realized this long ago."

The high-level curse masters were even more afraid when they saw Ye Ming was so ruthless and resolute. The gloomy old man suppressed his inner fear and said: "Ye Ming, Gojo Satoru, stop it! As long as you stop now, all the resources of the curse world are at your disposal. High-level curse tools and rare curse objects can be given to you as long as you ask."

The old man with eyebrows growing to his mouth also hurriedly agreed: "Yes, there is also status. You will become the most honorable existence in the curse world and have a decisive voice in the decision-making level.Power, all the past unhappiness can be written off. "

Ye Ming sneered and shook his head.

"Don't you understand? Today... is the day you die! !"

As they said, the two raised their hands at the same time.

"The spell turns forward, Cang! !"

A blue ball of light appeared.

Seeing that Ye Ming and Gojo Satoru were unmoved, the high-level spellcasters were completely panicked.

"No! No! We were wrong, please let us go!" An old man burst into tears and collapsed to the ground, his hands trembling constantly as he clasped his hands together and prayed.

"You two demons, such behavior will be punished by God! The spellcasting world will not let you go, you will be nailed to the pillar of shame forever! "The other old man's eyes were red, and he roared at the top of his lungs, trying to use curses to vent his despair and resentment.

However, even if this curse has different effects in this world of spells, it depends on the person. How could such a weak person's curse on the strongest be effective?

Gojo Satoru and Ye Ming had no mercy or hesitation.

The blue ball of light "Cang" expanded rapidly in their hands, and the powerful spell power wave swept the entire room like a turbulent tsunami.

The high-level spell masters widened their eyes in horror and tried to make a final resistance, but everything was in vain in the face of this powerful force.

Wherever "Cang" went, the tables and chairs were instantly turned into powder, and the walls were torn like fragile paper. That Those high-ranking and arrogant sorcerers who were once high above were drowned by the blue light, and their bodies gradually broke apart under the powerful tearing force. Their screams echoed in the room, but were quickly covered by the roar of the sorcery. After a while, there was only a mess in the room, and the former high-ranking sorcerers had turned into countless fragments and scattered all over the floor.

Ye Ming and Gojo Satoru slowly put down their hands and looked at the tragic scene in front of them, without a trace of emotion on their faces.

Since they came here today, they have already made preparations. A new era is coming, and these guys are the first seeds sown for the emergence of a new era.

Ye Ming twisted his neck.

"I can't rest yet. There are still some things to deal with. These guys have more minions than just this."

Gojo Satoru waved his hand indifferently.

"Just trash, it will be dealt with soon."

With that, the two left without looking back, leaving only a ruin.