Demon Slayer: The beginning of an immortal sword

After the rain, the rain was still very strong.

After that, the crow and the clone finally arrived.

"It seems to be a little slower."

The clone said in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

Looking at the wet clone in front of him and the crow behind him who was also soaked like a drowned chicken, Ju Qingyan nodded thoughtfully and said, "This rain can slow down the speed."

From the information sent back by the clone, this rain has some special properties. If ordinary people encounter it, they will not only lose their way, but also slow down their movements.

For Ju Qingyan, due to the weakening effect of the Bi Luo Ning field on the blood ghost art, he himself did not obviously feel the negative impact of this rain.

At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, and the bright moonlight sprinkled the earth again.

The rain ghost was surrounded by mud. It did not attack immediately, but stayed quietly in the puddle in the middle, as if waiting for something.

Ju Qingyan looked at the puddle below, then put the Undying Slash on his shoulder, and shouted with disdain: "What kind of ghost is below? Tell me your name."

"Gurgle gurgle..." Hearing this, there was a strange movement in the puddle.

As bubbles continued to emerge, a bald head emerged from the turbid water surface, which was the initiator of the rain just now.

The rain ghost stared at Ju Qingyan, and his pale face made a sharp sound with doubt: "Name? How can a ghost have such a thing."

Ju Qingyan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said with some disdain: "Isn't your boss a ghost? Isn't Muzan Kibutsuji a name? You don't even have a name, so it seems a bit weak."

I thought I met some tough guy, but I didn't expect it to be an unknown person who didn't even have a name. Ju Qingyan suddenly lost interest and mocked.

"Ghost? Muzan..."

Before he finished speaking, Yugui, who was showing off just now, quickly covered his mouth and looked around with a look of extreme fear.

Although he didn't know what was going on, the throbbing in his heart told him that if he hadn't stopped and said the name in full, he would definitely die!

I remembered it! He finally remembered it!

Muzan Kibutsuji - the master and creator of all ghosts.

And as a ghost created by him, he would naturally be controlled by him.

This control is not just physical restraint, but also absolute mental control.

Except for Kokushibo, one of the upper strings, every other ghost must obey Muzan Kibutsuji's orders unconditionally. Any violation will face severe punishment, and may even lose his life.

However, at this moment, an abrupt voice sounded behind Yugui: "Who allowed you to call me by my name?"

This is the voice of Ju Qingyan, but it is different from before.

At this moment, he was standing quietly behind Yu Gui, exuding an indescribable sense of oppression.

He mobilized his own blood, thus changing his voice, and he imitated Muzan Kibutsuji to an 80% similarity.

When Yu Gui heard this voice, he was frightened and trembled all over. His pale face was a little rosy because of fear.

"My Lord..."

Yu Gui was so scared that he trembled all over, and his trembling body knelt down involuntarily.

When he turned around and tried to kneel more upright, Ju Qingyan shouted: "Kneel down and don't move!".

Hearing this, Yu Gui lowered his head even lower. He didn't dare to look back even once, and his heart was full of fear and awe.

"You don't even want to call me Muzan Kibutsuji."

Ju Qingyan, who pretended to be Muzan Kibutsuji, spoke again, his voice was low and cold, full of the majesty of a superior.

This frightened Yu Gui so much that his body trembled even more. He kowtowed and begged for mercy, his voice almost crying: "Sir, spare me, sir, spare me! I really didn't mean it, please forgive me!"

He knew that he had made a big mistake and angered this terrible existence, and he was extremely scared.

However, at this moment, "Kibutsuji Muzan" behind Yu Gui suddenly laughed wildly.

"Puff~ Hahaha, I really can't hold it anymore..."

At this point, Ju Qingyan couldn't help it anymore, and kept slapping his thigh and laughing.

It turns out that teasing ghosts is so interesting. I must try it when I meet the Twelve Ghost Moons in the future. After all, this kind of thing is really rare.

If I can surrender mentally, the ghosts that enter the Refining Ghost Banner will be more compatible with me.

Hearing Ju Qingyan's laughter, Yu Gui raised his head in astonishment and turned around quickly.

There was no Muzan Kibutsuji, he was just a hateful human holding a red sword.

"Damn it, you dare to fool me, die!"

Yu Gui was furious, his bald head full of blue veins looked unusually bright under the reflection of the moonlight.

He grabbed his hand into the water, and a pair of strange hands suddenly stretched out from under Ju Qingyan's feet.

At the same time, a water arrow shot out from the puddle and stabbed straight over.

However, Ju Qingyan easily dodged Yu Gui's attack, then quickly turned around and slashed at Yu Gui with a knife.

This knife severing Yu Gui's hands!

Ju Qingyan did not choose to cut off Yu Gui's neck directly.

However, the burning sensation made Yu Gui extremely painful, because he did it intentionally to punish the other party for disturbing his sleep.

"Impossible, you were clearly hit by my blood ghost technique, how can you still have such speed?"

The rain ghost endured the severe pain, and after realizing that his regeneration ability was invalid, he asked the same question as the ghost who destroyed the temple at the beginning.

"Why can't it heal?"

Looking at the rain ghost who was like a curious baby, Ju Qingyan spread his hands and said helplessly: "Maybe it's because you don't have a name."

The rain ghost had already wanted to retreat, but was aroused by this sentence.

For some reason, he always felt that the other party's words were insulting him.

Ghosts also need to save face.

But facing Ju Qingyan, he was suffering for his face.