Demon Slayer Is The Strongest Demon King

Ichiro

Sanya didn't speak immediately, but lowered his eyes and thought quietly.

Fujiwara also knows that it is indeed not so simple to be convincing with just three words, although the words in it sound very outrageous, and it is normal not to believe it, but for today's Sanyashiki family, it is this outrageous fact that is needed.

Sanyashiki Ichiro also understands the current situation of his family, it can be said that the entire family has perished in less than ten years, and the inexplicable strangeness has been shrouded in the hearts of everyone in the Sanyashiki family, and no one knows why this weirdness found their family.

And the arrival of Fujiwara Tree informed him of the cause of this great misfortune for their family, although it was only one side of the story, but for the Sanyashiki family at this time, it was a lifesaver.

What's more, the Sanyashiki clan has nothing but money, and the people are gone, so what is the use of keeping the money?

"At this point, we have nothing to lose.

Ichiro Shikiya slowly raised his head and said.

"Then without further ado, I will select a suitable woman from among the women of the clan, arrange for her to marry Ling Lang, and give priority to ensuring that the maternity house clan does not have no successor.

As soon as Fujiwara heard this, he knew that the other party chose to believe in himself and cooperate with him, so he immediately stood up and made a quick decision.

Ichiro Sanyashiki, who made the decision, would never have imagined that their clan and the demon slayer they had formed would be entangled with cannibals far inferior to them for thousands of years.

The well-known Fujiwara clan and the Sanyashiki clan in Kyoto immediately attracted the attention of the wealthy families in Kyoto, and they sent congratulatory gifts on the wedding day.

The following year, with the huge financial resources of the Sanyashiki clan and the deep connections provided by the Fujiwara clan, the organization of ghost hunting began to take shape.

At the same time, he found many famous kendo masters as masters to cultivate the skills of the members of the organization, and then hired famous craftsmen to make weapons at hand, and then set up an intelligence department to collect information on the possibility of ghosts in various places and send members.

After two years of training, the organization established by the Sanyashiki clan has begun to take shape, but due to the presence of the emperor, they can only act in secret.

Sanyashiki officially named the organization the Demon Slayer, which means a team that specializes in killing evil spirits.

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"Is this the place, according to hidden information, someone in this village disappears at night every few days. "

Two young men dressed in black walked in a group through the village, wearing katanas at their waists, so the surrounding villagers avoided them.

In this era, the samurai were high up, but they were also alienated by the people.

The two teenagers didn't care, looked around and discussed in a whisper.

"In any case, this is the first time we have carried out the task since we left the school, and we must complete it beautifully, so that the lord and the masters will be impressed by us. "

That's right, what the hell, it's just a ghost under our sword.

As they spoke, they were filled with unparalleled confidence, believing in their own strength.

"According to the intelligence, the ghosts are active at night, let's take a rest first, it has been two days since the last person went missing, and the so-called ghosts should appear in the near future.

"Let's do it.

While the two were talking, they came to a small teahouse, sat down, and waited for the night to fall.

The time has quietly come.

"Yamada, be careful, what's coming

!" "I see, Matsuda

!" "Qiang!"

The two young samurai suddenly felt a very dangerous aura, and immediately drew their katana swords at their waists, guarding each other back to back.

"Whoosh!"

a dark figure quickly disappeared from the dead end of the two, and then reappeared in another place.

"You two aren't from this village, are you, samurai?" a

strange male voice suddenly came from front of their right.

"What people!"

the boy named Matsuda immediately turned his gaze to the source of the voice, and his expression was serious.

"People?" the

strange man who suddenly appeared repeated when he heard Matsuda ask who his 'person' was, and then suddenly laughed as if he had seen something funny.

"Hahaha... It's funny!"

"What's so funny?Do you see the knife in my hand? The sword doesn't have long eyes, tell your name and identity, and spare you from death."

The young and vigorous Yamada looked at each other angrily, and the mocking voice of the other party made him feel a nameless fire rushing into his heart.

"Could it be... You're the rumored ghost!"

Matsuda, who was more sensible, instantly thought of something, and revealed the identity of the other party in one word.

"It still seems to be a bit brainy, not as stupid as the one next to me. The

sudden appearance of the 'human' also admitted his identity as a ghost, and at the same time did not forget to laugh at Yamada, which made the other party even more angry, and his words tilted the balance of victory in his favor at an insignificant angle.

"What are you talking about, I will cut off your head, cut off your limbs, and make you kneel on the ground and beg for mercy. "

Cutting off my head and limbs is a good suggestion, but your strength is too weak..."

Yamada was so despised by the enemy, the anger in his heart instantly swallowed his reason, and he clenched the knife in his hand and rushed out directly.

"Wait... Yamada, don't be impulsive!"

Matsuda, who was a companion, saw that Yamada was provoked and rushed out alone, so he wanted to say something to stop him, but he was already a step too slow, so he had to follow the other party to make a move.

The white sword light slashed through the air, directly taking the enemy's head, and although he was angry in his heart, the movements of his hands were still clean and clean.

Yamada believes in his own strength, and he also believes in Matsuda, who is stronger than him, and the two will definitely be able to defeat the legendary demon.

However, the ideal is beautiful, and the reality is cruel.

The oni who appeared in this village was a powerful oni who had been a ghost for more than a year, during which time he devoured a large number of living people, and his strength far exceeded that of ordinary samurai.

After a few rounds, Yamada and Matsuda had their limbs cut off and their eyes lay blank in pools of blood.

"The flesh and blood of a young samurai is delicious!"

the demon bared its fangs, snapping the katana in his hand and tossing it aside.

Blood

spilled all over their mouths, their throats were slit, and their eyes stared blankly at the moon.