Demon Slayer: I can create my own breathing

"I know that the human life in my hands is important to you, so let me go, I guarantee his life!" the

demon tightly strangled the fat man's huge belly, as if to completely block his small body behind him before he was reassured.

The claws in his hand were placed on the back of the fat man's head like a dagger, ensuring that even if he was attacked, he would be able to take the fat man as a companion on his journey to hell as soon as possible!

"Let him go, and we'll let you live." Tomioka said indifferently.

That's the rule for the Ghost Slayer Squad, they always put the lives of civilians first.

So Tomioka didn't make a move after the first defeat, fearing that the evil ghost would go crazy and drag the fat man to die with him.

"Since you have agreed, you will throw the two of you with the Nihon Wheel Knife and retreat a hundred meters, and I will let him go. The demon's hands increased again, and he looked like he would tear up the ticket if he didn't agree with him.

Tomioka Yoshiyoshi and Tsutomi exchanged a look, they knew that Gen Cangtai was about to arrive after saving people, and they only needed to delay for some time.

"I can give you a knife, but how can we make sure you mean what you say. He put away the Nihon Knife and seemed ready to accede to his request.

Feeling the hostility in his back disappear, the demon breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and he felt that he had done the right thing.

"You have to trust me, or I'll kill him right now. The demon dragged the fat man's body back, trying to get closer to safety.

"No, we're going to watch you let him go, it's impossible to be that far away. Tomioka put the knife in its sheath, took it from his waist and held it in his hand, and in the next moment he would throw the Nichiren knife to him.

"Have you figured it out, I don't have that much time to spend with you, I'll count to three, if I don't agree, then I'll die with him!" the demon roared, giving an ultimatum.

"Okay!" Tomioka was the first to throw out his Nihon Blade, the scabbard drawing a graceful arc in the air.

The demon picked up the Nichiren knife cautiously, checked it and saw that there were no traps on it, and then looked at the rabbit.

"You, yours should be given to me too!"

the rabbit sighed, slowly untied the Richakra knife on his waist, put it on the ground, and gently pushed it over.

The evil ghost was laughing wildly in his heart at this time!

With such a simple plan, he let two powerful swordsmen obediently listen to him.

You can also harvest two Japanese wheel knives, and you can also sell them for a good price in their ghost circle.

The demon cautiously bent down to pick up the second Nihon Knife, and he decided to throw the fat man in his arms away in a moment.

But at this time

, all the noise in the street disappeared, and the sound of footsteps, sobs, breathing, and heartbeat slowed down until it stopped.

The air was as quiet as if it were dead, and only the shrill tinnitus in the auditory hallucinations could be faintly heard.

Breath of Speed, Final Form, Time Stop,

Sota fell from the sky and walked leisurely towards the demon.

At this moment, everything was still in his eyes, even a speck of dust on the street was respectfully prostrate on the ground at the moment, not daring to move in the realm of Yuan Cangtai.

He looked around and saw the horror that seemed to be welded on people's faces, and he saw the indifference on Tomioka's face and the banter on the rabbit's face.

They knew they were coming.

Turn your head again.

He frowned, because he found that at the end of the commercial street, a man and a woman did not run away, and stood there with an indifferent expression staring at Fugang Yiyong.

The woman was short in stature but beautiful in appearance, and she didn't look very old, while the other boy had light green hair and frowned, looking bitter and hateful.

The warm yellow light shone on the demon's face, and a hideous and joyful expression was fixed on his face, and he didn't know what happy things he thought of.

Yuan Cangtai gently pulled out the Rilun knife, and the blade was as clear as a wash.

He took a step and came to the evil ghost like an old man downstairs for a walk.

Looking at him with interest with his head down, he reached out from his arms and gently pulled out the policeman who had the courage to evacuate the crowd and put it aside.

Then swing the knife twice.

For the first time, a line of blood appeared on the arm holding the Nichiren knife.

The second time, a very thin red line appeared on the demon's neck, as if it had been drawn by a child.

After doing this, Yuan Cangtai shook his wrist lightly and put the knife into the sheath.

Then a smile appeared on his face.

For two years, he has honed all the breath he has created to the top.

The ultimate meaning of the quick breath was also comprehended by him.

This trick of time standing still has come closer and closer to its literal meaning.

Yuan Cangtai snapped his fingers, the scene began to come to life, the world seemed to be pressed the play button, the noisy sound began to enter Yuan Cangtai's ears, and the still things began to return to their original appearance.

Behind him, the demon's laughter jammed into his mouth, and his arm and the Nichiwa knife he held fell like an apple.

The head fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

The body collapsed with a bang.

Yuan Cangtai scooped up two Japanese wheel knives and threw them at the two of them.

"Senior brother. Fugang Yiyong took the Hinawa knife and hung it on his waist, and nodded to Yuan Cangtai.

With their relationship, he naturally wouldn't say a few more kind words, and he was not surprised to see the scene of the tragic death of the evil ghost on the ground, after all, he had always seen Yuan Cangtai's strength.

Tomioka Yoshiyoshi caught up with his junior brother after he became a water pillar himself, but when he stepped on that threshold, he still didn't know where the upper limit of his junior brother's strength was.

"Well, senior brother saves people. Gen Cangtai bent down to examine the wounds on the fat policeman's body.

After gently cutting his clothes with a knife, a thirty-centimeter wound on his arm was exposed, and he was still bleeding.

Yuan Cangtai raised his eyebrows and raised two fingers to wipe the injured area.

The cold breath immediately froze the blood vessels, and the blood no longer overflowed.

Gen Cang breathed a sigh of relief, tore off the corner of Haori's clothes, and bandaged the wound in a standard knotted position.

"Is this the only one?" Yuan Cangtai stood up, and with a slight hand in his heart, he automatically cleaned and removed the blood stains.

Tomioka Yoshiyoshi came to the side of the demon, and the demon's body flew into ashes and disappeared, leaving a black pearl behind.

He picked it up and threw it to Gen Cangtai, "Well, he was the only one who hurt people when we came, but he was stopped by the police."

The rabbit also approached and squatted down, dipped his finger in a little demon blood and sniffed in front of his nose, "It's far from reaching the strength of the next string, it's really looking for death." "

No, in such a bustling city, demons who don't have a certain strength can't even defeat the escort team with guns, let alone their well-trained ghost swordsmen.

Just then, an inaudible voice reached his ears.

"Senior brother, there are two suspicious people two hundred meters in the direction of twelve o'clock, but I can't determine their identity, you go around and help me stop them. "