Demon Slayer: I can create my own breathing

"Brother!" Muichiro looked back anxiously, hoping to see his brother's figure.

He saw Arichiro, who had smashed out of the end of the ravine dozens of meters away, leaning against a big tree, blood leaking from the corners of his mouth, and his arms bent unnaturally.

Arichiro was obviously not dead, but because he was an ordinary person, the blow almost made him faint.

Ichiro tried to struggle to stand up, but the sharp pain from the bending of his arm kept warning him of his behavior, and his left hand gently pressed the broken right hand, and his brain seemed to be filled with paste.

Arichiro opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the wooden house, "Brother... Brother, be careful. Then

he passed out.

At this time, Muichiro remembered what kind of situation he was in, and when he was about to turn around, there was a whistling sound around him, which was the sound of bone spurs cutting through the air at a rapid pace.

Muichiro's eyes turned red all of a sudden, his body seemed to be gushing with endless power, and the green tendons in his arms bulged, as if something had awakened in his body.

There was a loud sound like a blower in the small space of the wooden house, the source of the sound came from Muichiro's lungs, in a state of rage, his body unconsciously awakened the most basic breathing method

, which was not mixed with basic elements and was similar to the creation of his ancestors, if Ji Guoyuan saw this scene, he would also be proud of their family's bloodline.

Almost instantly, Muichiro's body twisted away the demon's sharp bone spurs to the limit, and the wood knife in his hand slashed at the demon's heart.

At this time, Muichiro felt that his mind became unusually clear, he didn't know what he was doing now, but he knew that he had to make the evil ghost in front of him pay the price.

The sharp blade stabbed into the demon's chest, and the demon let out a howl of pain in surprise.

The demon didn't think that there would be too many twists and turns in tonight's plan, because the strength of the two of them was extremely weak, and he didn't feel the breath of the Nihon Wheel Sword on their bodies.

This is also his biggest guarantee tonight, for him, even ordinary ghost slayer team members he doesn't care, let alone this kind of ordinary people who have not been trained.

The firewood knife on his chest was pulled downward by Muichiro, and the sharp pain filled his brain, and he endured the pain, and instantly restored the chest of the bleeding and even the heart, and the arched soles of his feet kicked Muichiro's body like a catapult.

Muichiro couldn't dodge this kick when he was so close, and his figure disappeared in an instant, rolling down not far from

his brother! He twisted his body urgently before being kicked away, letting it fly towards his brother.

The moment he hit the ground, he heard the sound of bones breaking in his body, it was the sound of broken ribs, the pain hit like a tidal wave, he endured the pain and came to his brother's side, leaning his body lightly against the trunk of the tree.

"Brother, brother, wake up. With tears in his eyes, Muichiro tested it with his hand, and when he found that his brother was still breathing, he finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

At this time, there was another tearing sound on the floor of the wooden house, and then Muichiro saw a one-meter-wide wooden plank flying towards them.

Muichiro didn't have any weapon in his hand to withstand the blow, and he hugged his brother's body tightly, trying to use his back to fend off the damage of the plank.

With a "click", the wooden board smashed into Muichiro's back like a boulder, and the huge force that came made Muichiro unable to bear it anymore, and a mouthful of blood sprayed onto his brother's body.

And Ichiro, who smelled the smell of blood, woke up leisurely and looked at his younger brother lying in front of him with a bloody face, and his eyes turned red all of a sudden.

"Muichiro! How are you!" Ichiro looked anxiously at Muichiro, who was covered in blood, and his still intact arm touched his back, and the wooden thorns behind his back were pulled out by him one by one.

Muichiro gritted his teeth and tried not to scream, he turned his back to his brother, picked up a few pieces of different shapes from the broken planks, and held them in his hand, facing the direction of the wooden house.

"Brother, I'm okay, can you still go, you can go first. Wuichiro's voice was a little hoarse, the power of the demon was not something he could compete with at all, and what Gen Cangtai said was not an exaggeration.

When ordinary people encounter evil ghosts, there is only one way to die, and this kind of weird thing can't kill them at all.

At this time, Muichiro didn't know that there was a thing called the Nichiren knife in the world that could completely kill evil spirits, and it was precisely because of this that he would be so passionate about changing his knives in the future and striving to maximize his strength.

Muichiro took a deep breath and his heart began to beat faster, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt a force rising in his body.

And at that moment, the demon who threw the plank landed on all fours like a leopard chasing its prey, and began to run towards the two of them.

Faced with this line between life and death, Muichiro closed his eyes shockingly under the gaze of his brother.

At this time, in Muichiro's mind, he recalled Gen Cangtai's god-like knife, and there was no wind on his body, blowing his waist-high black hair.

Ichiro noticed that his brother's momentum had changed, and at this time he held the wooden stick in a posture like Gen Sota who came to beg for water.

Although Muichiro couldn't see, his ears could accurately capture the location of the demon.

At this moment, he left behind the fear in his heart, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and the strength of his limbs poured into his arms.

"Boom!"

Miichiro opened his eyes instantly when he heard this voice.

It's now

! The spiked end of the wood in Muichiro's hand thrust into the eye socket of the demon that was rushing towards him, Muichiro screamed, and the wooden thorn pierced through the demon's head like a sharp knife!

"Ah!!hh

It was the first time he had suffered such a big loss since he appeared, and the pain coming from his skull made him crazy, "You... You all have to die!" The

demon who said this seemed to have recited a spell, and his body, which was only a head taller than the two of them, began to go berserk, and the muscles of his body surged wildly into his body, and he swept Muichiro's body with his thick arms, but he dodged it.

Muichiro pressed his tumbling arm to the trunk of the tree, grabbed his brother and began to run.

The demon tugged at the bottom of the thorn and jerked it out, and the pain that seemed to be churning in his mind made his expression hideous again.

"I'm going to see where you're going to flee to! I'm going to tear you both hands and feet apart!"