Demon Slayer: I can create my own breathing

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Beast's Breath, Three Fangs, and Fangs tore at

the boy in the boar mask and crossed his hands back, swinging the two Nikchakra knives in both directions, slicing the head of the mountain-like demon with the broken jagged blade.

"Eat me this trick is talking, stupid ugly thing!"

the twin knives slashed at the demon's body, bringing bursts of sparks until a flash of blood rushed out, and a cry of pain came from the demon's mouth.

Mitsugaku's face was happy, he thought that he was also a waste character like the other members of the Ghost Slayer Team.

I didn't expect this wild boar-like boy to really have such strength.

In this case, he gave up the idea of running away for the time being.

He didn't want to leave the Demon Slayer right now.

If you run away this time, you may be wiped out by the Ghost Slayer Team.

He didn't want to be targeted.

Thinking about it, Miyue shouted at the young man who was fighting with the evil spirit, "You continue to fight this monster, and I will help you solve the trouble behind." "

Yellow lightning was wrapped around the Nichicha knife of Mt. Kodake.

He chose to deal with the demons who seemed weaker.

In this way, even if the boy fails, he can still plan a route to escape.

If the boy kills the demon, then he takes the credit.

If the boy unfortunately died, he could only say that his destiny was so, and then quickly leave here.

I don't care about the lives of ordinary people in this place anymore.

When you go back to report for duty, just lie.

Yellow lightning bolts wrapped around Mt. Tandake's Nichiren sword.

He fought the demons on the other side.

However, Yue Yue controlled his own fighting power, and only maintained the strength to deal with ordinary demons, but he was not in a hurry to kill the other party.

Because he had preserved his strength in this way before, he had not died under the siege of so many evil spirits.

While fighting at will, he watched the boar boy and the burly demon slash and slash.

In his eyes, the young man wearing the pig's head mask tried to use his brute strength to constantly oppress the other party.

However, he found that he had no chance of being beheaded, because the demon naturally had the advantage of regeneration, which made it difficult for people to kill him with one blow.

After a while, even the teenager who looked extremely strong was gasping violently at this time.

His physical strength simply can't match the speed at which the demon regenerates.

"Are you going to die here?" Inosuke looked at the demon who still looked like a hill, and then at the team member next to him who was evenly matched with a dwarf demon.

"Maybe I'm still too reckless to break into such a battle all of a sudden. Then

he immediately shook his head and drove these negative emotions out of his head.

"Yaga, I'm a man who wants to become the god of beasts, how can I die here

!" "The pig is advancing suddenly!"

Inosuke kept waving the Hinawa knife in his hand, slashing at the fist that the demon threw at him.

Under the mask that no one sees, there is a perseverance that others can't understand.

"The little imp of the ghost killing team, do you have to resist again, you don't see that your companions are left, quickly give up the struggle and accompany them on the road. The extremely tall demon voice was buzzing, but he didn't care so much about the attack on the boy.

With a "click", the boy's Hinawa knife suddenly broke under the attack of a huge fist like a golden stone.

Inosuke didn't react for a moment, and the punch that was broken through with infinite power hit him in the chest.

The punch knocked the boy away with a huge impact, and Inosuke Leaned his back against the stone, and couldn't help but lower his head and spit out a mouthful of blood.

In front of the evil spirit, Inosuke endured severe pain and stood with a knife in one arm, his mask was bloody, and his voice was slightly hoarse, and he lived up to his previous neutrality.

"Hoh... Looks like you devil still have two more strengths, and I... I haven't given up yet!" said Inosuke stood up with a sigh of relief.

In the distance, Tsugaku watched Inosuke be knocked away, his dark green eyes twitched, he had long expected this ending.

I watched the burly demon keep walking towards the weak boy in front of the stone.

He didn't mean to help.

Even if the boy saw their misery and came to fight.

The soles of his feet were oiled, and he was about to use the steps of the thunder breath to leave here.

He suddenly felt the ground tremble, and his pupils dilated.

Like a cold winter wind blowing through the leaves, a dozen demons fell into the dirt called death.

There is a saying that death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves.

But Yue Yue couldn't imagine how warm that scene was, because the bloody scene he saw in front of him might be engraved in the depths of his memory for a lifetime.

It was a nightmare that you will never forget.

In the field of vision of Miaoyue just now, the evil ghost who was pinching the wild boar boy's neck was raising his arms high and wanted to pinch the wild boar boy to death.

From a long distance, he could clearly see the muscles on the demon's arms, neck, and body.

It seemed that the next moment he was going to crush the boy's head.

But in the blink of an eye, he saw the burly demon's neck suddenly break.

The headless corpse didn't seem to realize what was happening, and it fell like this with the smell of lightning touching.

The blood flowed like an infusion.

And the demons who watched the play behind him were not happy too soon.

The heads of the demons that were relatively close to this space all flew up, blood flowed out of the sky, and then their bodies continued to weaken, and they died without any resistance.

The last second they were jokingly watching their strongest man play with the boy, and when he was about to kill the boy, they had a bloodthirsty smile in their hearts.

But they soon disappeared without a trace.

Thunder's Breath, One Type, Flashes of Lightning

, and a figure of Eight Lian slowly withdrew his knife and stood up, and it was only at this time that Yue Yue could see his face clearly.

It was Gen Cangtai, who had a conflict with him in the same class as him!

Gen Cangtai stood beside the young man wearing the wild boar mask and greeted Yue indifferently.

"Long time no see. And

at this time, a yellow flash came belatedly in the place where he came, and it was the figure of my wife Shanyi.

At this time, my wife Shanyi's face was full of shock.

He looked at Yuan Cangta incredulously.

While in a hurry, Yuan Cangtai listened to a few words of his explanation about the Thunder Breath One type and realized a new meaning.

And he used a powerful force he had never seen before.

He remembered the conversation between Sota Gengen and him on the road.

"Don't be discouraged if you can't learn other moves, the swordsmanship masters I've seen before only have one skill, but they can still be called masters. "

Why?"

"Because they have polished their respective tricks to the extreme, to the point where one law can be used to ten thousand laws, so they can stand proudly with one move.

"I think you can learn the same way, too. "

Looking at Gen Sota, who was talking eloquently, for the first time in my wife Shanyi's heart, I had admiration other than Kuwajima Jigoro.

"Look, I'll show you a demonstration. Yuan Cangtai, who had discovered the rock-like evil ghost, said lightly.