Demon Slayer: The beginning of an immortal sword

At this moment, Yu Gui became so angry that he forgot his fear.

He ignored life and death and shouted at Ju Qingyan: "Even if I am a nameless ghost, so what? I can have eternal life and keep eating people to become stronger, but your life will only end in my stomach. Hehehe. "

"Eh~ Oh, I didn't expect you to be..."

"Shut up, I just have rare blood, you can try to see if you have the ability to taste it."

Ju Qingyan looked at the The ghost who was only talking to himself sneered: "You know what? I have a bad temper when I wake up. I hate being disturbed when I sleep, so you will die under my knife, and die miserably."

Rain The ghost was enraged by Ju Qingyan's words and kept making low roars: "How shameless! Today I will let you experience the horror of ghosts!"

"Blood Demon Art: Drowning!"

With a roar, the rain ghost waved The half-broken arm attacked again.

Countless streams of water converged from all directions, forming a huge waterspout.

The water tornado swirled in the air, sweeping towards Ju Qingyan with amazing power.

"Your blood demon art has a good name."

As a time traveler, Ju Qingyan praised him, and then looked at him. Condensed.

At this moment, the soil under his feet suddenly changed.

The originally solid ground began to become soft, like a muddy swamp.

If it weren't for the Biluo Ning that reduced the blood vampire art, maybe You will sink into it and find it difficult to extricate yourself.

"It turns out that the waterspout's killing move is fake, and the swamp under your feet is real. You have some brains."

However, Ju Qingyan in the field is like a tree with roots in it. The ancient dragon tree was firmly rooted in the earth.

His feet grasped the ground tightly, as if he had merged with the soft soil, making his body like an unshakable mountain, no matter how violent the waterspout was. , and he couldn't move even a bit.

Ju Qingyan's eyes were sharp, and he exuded a powerful aura.

He clenched the Immortal Slash in his hand and swung it violently. A dazzling blade light cut through the air and collided head-on with the whistling water tornado.

There was a loud bang. , the waterspout was cut in half with a knife, and water splashed everywhere.

However, this was just the beginning.

Taking advantage of the cover of the water curtain, Ju Qingyan exerted force on his feet, and his body was as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye he arrived at Yugui Beside him.

His movements were so fast that they were dazzling and impossible to catch.

The Immortal Slash in Ju Qingyan's hand danced like the wind, and every swing was full of fierce momentum.

He swung out four swords in a row in an instant, each Each knife accurately hit the joints of the Rain Ghost's limbs.

With four crisp sounds, the Rain Ghost's limbs were completely cut off, and the whole ghost instantly turned into a ghost stick.

The Rain Ghost's eyes widened, full of Face of pain and shock.

He never thought that he would lose his limbs in an instant and be completely unable to move.

Ju Qingyan's swordsmanship was so exquisite and fast that he had no power to fight back.

Only now did Yu Gui realize that he was not the man in front of him. The opponent didn't even take this battle seriously, he was just playing tricks on me!

Thinking of this, Yu Gui couldn't help but feel powerless and desperate.

"How could it be possible..."

Yu Gui muttered to himself, His voice was filled with disbelief and despair.

He stared at the blood gushing out of his body with wide eyes, as if he couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes.

The massive loss of blood caused his body to gradually lose strength, and his blood magic also became ineffective. He was too weak to continue.

He felt his vitality was rapidly fading away, and his consciousness began to blur.

The rain ghost lay quietly in the freezing cold puddle, his body soaked by the rain, his eyes dull and empty, It was as if the soul had left the body, leaving only a shell.

"Among the ghosts I've fought, no ghost can match you in terms of blood ghost magic. I, Ju Qingyan, recognize you."

This is true. For now, the ghosts Ju Qingyan has encountered are not There are many, and even fewer who can use blood ghost arts.

"It's a pity that you don't have a name."

After saying that, Ju Qingyan laughed strangely and began to judge the rain ghost that had lost its resistance. He will not be soft-hearted when it comes to ghosts.

His smile is as gentle as that of a butterfly, but he is inflicting the punishment of slow slicing on the ghosts.

As time went by, the wounds on Yu Gui's body became more and more numerous, and under the effect of the Undead Slash, it began to become weaker and weaker.

Although each knife was not a fatal wound, the number of wounds was too large, mainly because the damage caused by the Undead Slash to the ghost was irreversible unless the entire blade was removed.

"Really... disgusting words..."

Yu Gui's face was as pale as paper, and his lips were bloodless. He was unmoved by everything in the outside world.

Even if the Undead Slash fell on him again and again, he would not say anything.

He just thought that this person was so annoying. He was obviously ridiculously strong, but he pretended to be a pig and eat the tiger, and bullied the weak everywhere. How was this different from the full-level god-equipped big man slaughtering the novice village?

If he knew the whole story, Yu Gui would definitely explain to Ju Qingyan: "It was not my intention to disturb your sleep."

But now, it was all too late.

He would never have the opportunity to learn the truth of the matter, let alone the opportunity to explain it clearly to Ju Qingyan.

At this moment, Yu Gui's fate seemed to be doomed. He would quietly disappear with the charge of "disturbing the people".

As time went by, Ju Qingyan finally killed the culprit who disturbed his sleep.

Because there was no suitable knife at hand, he could only use the Undead Slash instead.

Although Ju Qingyan tried his best to control the strength, Yu Gui still couldn't bear such torture and died after just over an hour.

"The blood ghost technique is good. If you eat more people, you may reach the strength of the lower string. It's a pity that you are just an auxiliary."

At the end, Ju Qingyan didn't forget to comment.

This world does not have a clear standard and boundary for measuring strength, and there is no specific realm division.

Who is strong and who is weak can only be known when they really fight.

And the so-called level of the swordsmen is just a way to distinguish the high and low wages in Ju Qingyan's eyes.

I don't know if the Twelve Ghost Moons will pay wages?

Just as Ju Qingyan was about to put away his knife and eat, a stronger breath was getting closer and closer.

Of course, this strength is only relative to the rain ghost.

"Blood Demon Art - Thorn Kill!"

Accompanied by a crisp cry, a large number of thick vines with sharp barbs suddenly emerged from the woods. These vines were like poisonous snakes, rushing straight towards Ju Qingyan at a very fast speed.

Faced with such a fierce attack, Ju Qingyan couldn't help cursing in his heart: "Fuck, come again? How many people have my rare blood physique? Why is it so popular?"

However, he did not panic at all, but responded quickly.

The Undead Slash in Ju Qingyan's hand danced like a storm, forming an impenetrable knife curtain.

Each knife accurately chopped on the vines that rushed towards him, cutting them off one by one and stopping their progress.

"There is something. It can still have this power under the influence of Biluo Ning."

Looking at the land beside him that seemed to have been plowed, Ju Qingyan's face was calm and he muttered to himself.

Where these vines passed, the trees fell to the ground, and there were messy traces on the ground, showing the powerful power of this attack.

I think the ghost who can use this level of blood ghost art should be extraordinary.

A seat for the Refining Ghost Banner!

Under the moonlight, the figure of a little girl in red clothes and white hair appeared in the woods in the distance.

"A powerful ghost hunter, really interesting."

"I think the Demon Slayer Corps will suffer heavy losses if they kill a swordsman of your strength. In this way, the adults should be very happy, hehe..."

As the crisp loli sound fell, the figure of the little girl became clearer.

She slowly approached with an innocent smile on her face, but this smile made people shudder.

The little girl looked about ten years old, but she had a pair of horns on her head, which made her look completely different from ordinary humans.

What's more eye-catching is that the word "Xia Si" was engraved in her left eye, as if telling her identity and status.

The fourth of the lower moon - Lingyuzi, come on!

From right to left, Mingnu, Daki, Lingyuzi