Demon Slayer: I became Tanjiro’s sister

Wuxia gritted his teeth and stared at Qianxia fiercely, if there is anything that is something that black history still hates him, it must be someone else telling this black history to his face.

At first, he still regarded himself as invincible in the world, walking around at night, and although it was recently reported that the recent ghost killing team had become different from the past, Wu Miserable did not take this matter to heart.

Little Ghost Killing Team, why hang your teeth?!

This level is not in a dimension at all, and no matter how much the group of people in the Ghost Killing Team make trouble, it is only within the scope of his grade.

If someone from the Ghost Killing Team appeared in front of him, Wu Wu was confident that he could wake up the ridiculous fantasy of the person in the Ghost Killing Team with a slap, and by the way, the other party's head would also be pumped away.

The misery of such an idea can be described as meeting love around the corner and suddenly meeting with the young yuan.

No misery: knives? Warrior? Ghost Slayer's?

Enone: Ghosts? Ghost King? Dangerous!

Just one of the eyes of each other, before he could take another look at him, he was cut by Yuanyi and was on the verge of death, almost instinctively self-detonating into more than 1,800 pieces of meat, relying on the slight advantage that Enichi could not cut so many pieces of meat in a time, and successfully escaped from Enichi's hands.

This is the only and biggest black history of Wu Miao, even if it is the black death Mou he regards as a business partner, he did not tell the truth, but only vaguely said that he lost to Enichi.

At this moment, his black history was said so bluntly by Qianxia, and even refuted the situation, this is no longer just to make Wuxia so simple, Wuxia gritted his teeth and let out a roar full of anger at Qianxia.

I saw that the bone whip on his back quickly and sharply blasted towards Qianxia, and although Qianxia had already made a fighting posture, he was still beaten out by this bone whip.

Chinatsu crashed into the wall on the side, and this wall didn't even last a second and shattered on the spot, and Chinatsu was knocked into another space.

Seeing this, Wuxia directly ignored the rest of these people around, and his footsteps rushed towards the side of Qianxia who was shot away, and at this moment, Wuxia only wanted to tear Qianxia apart, and then let Qianxia be devoured by himself little by little in great pain and despair.

Qianxia, who was beaten without misery, turned two or three times in the air, and finally barely managed to rub his feet wildly on the ground and stabilized his body.

Although it seems to be the same as the battle against Black Death Mu, Qianxia stimulated the other party with words, but the result is completely different, the root of which is that Wu Mi is stronger than Black Death Mu.

The strength of Black Death Mou lies in his unpredictable breath of the moon, and his sword qi can be said to be defenseless in the absence of intelligence, and then the output is so high that it is difficult to resist.

This belongs to the "mechanism" and the "value".

And Wu Miserable is a pure "numerical monster", even the knife can ignore the regenerative power of one or two, the attack power of a building that smashes down with a whip and the infinite physical strength brought about by the complex organs of five brains and seven hearts in the body............

Qianxia, who was standing firm, looked ahead, and saw that Wuxia had already rushed towards him fiercely.

With nine bone whips on his back and two thorn whips in his arms, Chinatsu didn't feel the slightest feeling of fighting a humanoid opponent under such a chaotic and sharp attack.

Thoroughly and utterly... Monster!

Qianxia waved the sword in his hand with difficulty to resist, but in the process, he was inevitably hit by a few bone whips without misery, and a large amount of blood splashed out of Qianxia's body.

However, the expression on Qianxia's face did not change a little, which made Wuxia, who originally wanted to see Qianxia's painful expression, feel extremely disappointed.

"You can't feel pain, do you? If that's the case, you're a monster. Wuxia also tried to use words to dissolve Qianxia's heart, but Qianxia didn't eat him at all.

"Kagura, God of Fire, Burning Bones."

The swirling flame sword qi temporarily resisted the whip of Misery, and then Qianxia's body tilted backwards and jumped away, and she switched her breathing method while she opened the distance between Misery and Misery.

"Moon Breath, Qizhi Type, Eternal Mirror, Moon Reflection!"

Qianxia quickly swung violently, and three sawtooth moon blades rushed towards Wu Miserable, and this sudden Moon Hu caught Wu Miserable by surprise, with "Bang!" With a sound, a thick fog rolled up on the other side.

On Tanjiro's side, my wife Zengyi, who was lifted up by him, couldn't help but sigh when she saw this scene.

"That's awesome... I... We can win! "

Different from Shanyi's opinion, the snake pillar Yihei Xiaobane, who is full of injuries and half squats in front of Miri.

"It's too early to say this, although I don't want to say anything to lower morale, but everyone is still ready to rush over at any time..."

Indeed, this is only a round, it is too early to open champagne, not to mention that opening champagne at half time is also a very strong FLAG.

Under the other FlAG "smoke without injury", Wu Miserable walked out of the dense fog with a faint look, which is the suppressive power of the "numerical monster", but fortunately, the "aging" part of his body containing the ultimate poison has secretly played a role.

The ultimate poison is the greatest reliance to defeat Misery, and every minute that passes, the miserable flesh will faintly age for 50 years.

The life span of ghosts is indeed long and even eternal, but the aging of the flesh is not in vain, the seemingly infinite physical strength will decline with the aging of the flesh, and this physical strength is precisely the basis of the strong physical fitness and regenerative ability of the ghost body.

In the original work, Tanjiro and others even dragged Wujiro to the state of aging 9,000 years old, which made Tanjiro in the explosive state have the power to fight with it.

Qianxia's eyes stared solemnly at Wu Miserable, if it was a state full of blood and everyone was beaten, she was 1000% sure that she would kill Wu Miserable and take all the members to a happy ending.

But singling it alone is another matter............

Just in the blink of an eye, a bone whip flung towards Qianxia's head, and Qianxia's body subconsciously reacted, and dodged the blow by a millimeter.

"Who's ... Luo Pin?

Wuxia was a little surprised by Qianxia's reaction just now, and then the determination to "kill" in his eyes became more and more intense.

His back is nine bone whips, and his hands can transform into two thorn whips, and his lower body can split eight more pipe whips, even faster than the bone whips on his back.

"I admit, you are indeed more perfect than me now, but there is no doubt that I am better than you... More powerful!! All

the whips on Wuxia's body were thrown fiercely towards Qianxia, and their speed was so fast that there was even a sharp sound of breaking the air.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!!!