Comprehensive manga: Come to Demon Slayer with Madara

Chapter 76

"Hmm.... Psychological quality can also be said to be impeccable.

"After a brief panic, it quickly calmed down."

Black Death Mou touched his chin with his hand, and his six eyes looked at Muichiro.

After Wuichiro calmed down, his first reaction was to immediately move, and immediately used Kasumi's breath, the type of Yae Kasumi, and launched multiple slashes against the Black Death Mou.

"Pretty good slash, Kasumi? So it is, it's not bad. The

figure of Black Death Mou appeared behind Muichiro, who did not notice how he moved.

Wuichiro missed the blow, and immediately turned his head and launched the Wu Zhi type of Kasumi's breath again, the sea of clouds, and when he made a move, a large number of colorful clouds were brought around him.

"Huh? It's empty again..."

"It's moving fast."

Wu Yilang attacked twice, but did not hit Hei Death Mou, and Hei Death Mou's knife was even in the scabbard.

"Wuichiro, you should be around 14 years old now, you can practice such superb combat skills at a young age, and despite your fear of me, you can still attack me with a sword

???..."

"Swing a knife?"

There was stunned in Black Death Mou's eyes.... I don't know why, a terrifying-looking back flashed before his eyes...

[Dare to swing a knife at me..... Very daring....]

[But what you can make me praise.] That's all. "

This is.... Who? "

Fine beads of sweat began to ooze from the back of Black Death Mou's hand...

"Flawed..."

Wuichiro's gaze froze, and he slashed out.

When ~~~

Black Death Mou raised his own knife and blocked this knife.

"It's really worthy of being a descendant of my clan, even if the bloodline is thin, but it is still harmless, even if the family name is dead, my cells still exist in your body."

With a force in his hand, Black Death Mu flicked Muichiro's knife away, and his face returned to a calm appearance.

"Are you insulting me? Even if I am really your descendant, since hundreds of years have passed, then I must not even have any blood and cells from you in my body.

"Also, you just had a momentary flaw, are you afraid of something?"

Wuichiro's whole body spirit had been raised to the peak at this moment, and a blue light appeared on his arm, extending all the way to the knife.

"What kind of combat technique is this?" Black Death Mou looked at the knife with a blue brilliance, a little puzzled.

"Kasumi no Breath ・ Yu no Yu no Ji · Shōk."

With Muichiro's move, a dense glow appeared all around.

"The first move I saw, the previous Kasumi Breath users, have never used this kind of combat technique."

Black Death Mou stood in place, and the blade appeared very abruptly on the side of his neck in the blink of an eye.

"The rhythm is special.... The movements are very hidden, but also can disturb the opponent's audio-visual, very wonderful combat skills, beautiful and smooth movements, presumably created by him.

Black Death Mou's figure disappeared, Wuichiro did not hit him, and Black Death Mou moved again.

"If you don't fight with combat skills, it's too rude."

"Breath of the Moon, One Type, Dark Moon, Night Palace."

Black Death Mou took out the knife, the speed of the knife is completely not a grade with the speed of Wuichiro's knife, it is too high!

"Breath of the Moon? Even if you become a ghost, you can still use the moves derived from the breathing method?

"Oops! It's so fast! "

It's going to be cut!"

At the time of the crisis, Wuichiro exhaled sharply, and a large amount of blue light burst out from his body, and he actually reacted, and the knife in his hand turned its direction very inconsistently, and slashed together with the black death mou's knife!

The two knives cut together, obviously, the force of Black Death Mu was much greater than that of Wu Yilang, and Wu Yilang took several steps back with the help of this force, temporarily opening the distance between himself and Black Death Mou.

"It was just now... That feeling.... I did it! "

Remember how you felt before..... You can also fight!

Wuichiro adjusted his breathing and stared at Black Death Mu with dead eyes.

"It's amazing! Can you block a blow from me at this age?

"And it seems that he plans to continue fighting me, and it looks like he has grown up in battle!"

Black Death Mou's eyes revealed admiration for his descendants.

"Kasumi's breath, Stream Slash!"

Muichiro was extremely aggressive and immediately attacked Black Death Mu again.

Black Death Mou stretched out his hand and very cleverly snatched his Nikkawa knife from Muichiro's hand.

“？？？？"

"Give me back !!"

Wuichiro shouted, his body twisted violently, blue light all over his body, and his hands grabbed it sharply, unexpectedly... I took my Nikkawa knife back again....

"Oh? Hahahaha! "

Very good! Isn't that very spiritual!

"My descendant~ You also turned into a ghost, use it for that adult!"

Black Death Mou is very optimistic about his descendants, and Shi Tou Wuyi Lang.

"What are you talking nonsense? The ghost king is not miserable, today is his time to die, and you, worthless ancestor lord, as long as you die without misery, you can't live, right?

Muichiro grabbed his knife and began to move around the Black Death Mou, he was ready to change tactics, after all, every attack did not work.

Not far behind the wall, Immortal Chuan Xuan was covered in cold sweat, he was very nervous now!

Standing in front of him is the winding one!!

"Grunt~~"

Genya swallowed his spit and aimed the gun in his hand at Black Death Mou.

"Huh? Genya !! The

Black Death Mou in front of Wuichiro suddenly disappeared, this time was different, Wuichiro, who was still using breathing methods to refine Chakra, saw how he moved, he turned his head and saw Black Death Mou standing behind Genya!

"Huh?"

Xuan Ya was stunned, he felt a strong sense of oppression behind him.

Black Death Mou, standing behind him!

Poof~~~

Genya didn't see any attack at all, the arm he held the gun was directly broken, and the wound was neat, as if it was cut off by a sharp blade!

"So that's the case, that ghost eater, is that you?"

Black Death Mou looked at Xuan Mi condescendingly, as if looking at another dead man.

"Stay away from him! Kasumi's breath........"

Muichiro's knife just raised, and suddenly stopped...

The anxious expression on his face disappeared.

"I've already cut off someone's arm, give me face, he wants to sneak up on you, just forget it."

Black Death Mou's shoulder was held down by a hand.