Demon Slayer: The beginning of an immortal sword

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"Really not?"

Ju Qingyan's eyes narrowed and he asked again.

"I really, really have never eaten anyone..."

The female ghost who was tightly bound was trembling under her feet.

"well..."

Seeing this, Ju Qingyan let out a slight sigh.

He could naturally feel the stench in the female ghost's blood, and it was obvious that she had eaten people.

It's a pity that the other party failed to seize this opportunity to confess and be lenient.

Lies are really disgusting things.

As is the case with humans, so is the case with ghosts.

"I'm glad you could give me directions, but I don't like the fact that you lied in your second question."

As he spoke, Ju Qingyan expressionlessly raised his hand to grab the handle of the Immortal Slash behind him, and then slowly pulled it out.

The blade and scabbard were constantly rubbing against each other, making a crisp sound of gold and iron, as if announcing death to this ghost.

"No...I was wrong, I have eaten people..."

"That's right. Lying is not a good boy."

Ju Qingyan's gentle smile gradually faded, and suddenly her style changed and she said, "Since you've eaten people, it's easy to deal with it. Come and die for me!"

"No..."

"Don't worry, it won't hurt, it will be over in no time."

In the horrified eyes of the female ghost, Ju Qingyan swung his sword.

It was so clean and quick that the ghost had no time to react and lost its head without even letting out a trace of grief.

In the past half month, he has completely adapted to this world, and there is no psychological burden at all when he starts.

As the ghost's body was reduced to ashes, Ju Qingyan withdrew his clone, picked up the rope on the ground, and thought about his next plan.

"To the west?"

"This hand ghost is quite clever. If it's in the west, it can delay the morning sun to a certain extent."

After pondering for a moment, Ju Qingyan carefully identified the direction, and then headed towards the west of Tengxi Mountain.

It seems that it is impossible to sleep tonight. I will try to get rid of the ghosts in this wisteria flower prison and rest peacefully.

On the other side, vines attack the west side of the mountain.

There was a flash of knife light in the forest, and two emaciated ghosts who looked like they were malnourished were beheaded.

"With Qiantu here, we will definitely pass the final assessment."

The people around him cheered, obviously thankful that they had hugged him.

The leading boy in the crowd is Qiu Tu. He has medium-long pink hair and wears a yellow, orange and green tortoiseshell pattern haori.

There are horizontal lines in the silver pupils, and the fox disaster-fighting mask that carries the will of Sakonji is worn diagonally on the left side of his face. There is a scar on the right corner of his mouth that reaches his cheek.

Judging from the way he moves and the timing of his sword release, it is obvious that he has honed his skills to a certain extent.

In the words of Bei Mingyu Xingming, this Qiantu also has the potential of a pillar.

"Don't be careless."

After warning everyone, Qiantu whispered to the two people beside him: "Yiyong, Maoshan, do you still remember the ghost that Teacher Lintaki mentioned?"

"Little foxes, I found you. There are actually three of you this time, hahaha."

As soon as Qiantu finished speaking, a shocking sick laughter came from a distance, and a huge figure could be vaguely seen.

Immediately, the appearance of the hand ghost gradually appeared in front of people.

His fat body was covered with arms, and veins protruded from each arm, making the whole ghost look like a giant toad.

Just looking at it can make people lose their SAN value.

Under this strong sense of oppression, he couldn't help but cause a stir among the people around him.

"Are you kidding? How could there be...such an alien monster?"

"Run, you will definitely die if you fight this monster."

Among them, some were trembling because of fear, some were so frightened that they froze in place, and some gritted their teeth and forced themselves to cheer up.

Others tried to escape, but found that their legs and feet could not exert any strength due to excessive fear.

"Little foxes, if you don't go back this time, how will Nintaki Sakon feel about this time? I think he will..."

The Hand Ghost seems to enjoy the way humans show fear when they see him.

Unfortunately, before he could finish his words, another laugh came from further behind him, which was even more arrogant and arrogant than him, the BOSS of Tengxi Mountain.

"Shougui, I found you, hahaha..."

This villain-like laughter naturally came from Ju Qingyan.

He never likes to get stuck in rescuing people like Brother Lucky. If he can come early, he won't be a second late.

Seeing the hand ghost's huge body, he couldn't help but laugh excitedly and arrogantly.

"How come someone who doesn't have good eyesight comes from me?"

You guys, if you disturb my mood, go to hell. "

What greeted Ju Qingyan were several arms shot out from the hand ghost's body.

In an instant, whistling sounds continued to sound in the air, and one could imagine the consequences of being hit.

However, after these arms entered within ten meters of Ju Qingyan, they seemed to lose their subsequent strength and enter sage mode.

In the end, it was like a pile of soft mud, worthy of crawling at Ju Qingyan's feet.

"That's it?"

Ju Qingyan kicked him with disgust on his face, looking extremely arrogant.

Then with a movement of his wrist, a red sword suddenly appeared and cut off these arms.

After feeling the pain, the hand ghost quickly retracted his arm as an attack weapon, only to find that the bowl-sized wound had not healed as before.

The blood that kept flowing out seemed like a big joke on him.

"Breath of Blood·Type One - Xingfeng Shun."

After the battle started, Ju Qingyan no longer held back.

His body sank, he took a deep breath, and suddenly felt a burning power surge through his body.

The next moment, his figure had jumped to the top of the hand ghost's head.

"So fast!"

"But my neck is very stiff. This guy probably only has the advantage in speed. If he lacks strength, he should keep cutting."

"Just focus your strength on your arms around your neck..."

The hand ghost could vaguely capture Ju Qingyan's movements, but his body couldn't keep up with his consciousness.

Huh~

Just as he was secretly rejoicing, he found that his perspective was spinning, and then he saw a familiar headless body.

No, that body seems to be your own?

The hand ghost was not sure until his head came into close contact with the ground and rolled around a few times before he realized what he was doing.

His neck was cut off!

"Damn it, how could such a strong person appear in this selection?"

"That red sword, the Nichirin sword?"

"It's a pity that I couldn't kill Rintaki Sakonji's disciple..."

While the hand ghost was screaming, the memories of his life emerged like a tide, and then dissipated into the world with endless regret.

"I'm here, I'll kill you in one blow, what's there to say?"

After Ju Qingyan's words fell, there was silence, the ultimate silence.

Seeing this sudden scene, everyone was stunned.

They listened to each other's breathing and couldn't believe what their eyes were seeing.

I'm afraid that a slight movement will shatter this hard-won beauty.

In the end, it was Qiang Tu who reacted first.

"So strong!"

He was still tense, but his face was full of disbelief at this time.

Just when the hand ghost appeared just now, the sense of oppression made him immediately understand that he was beyond his power and that he was no match at all. He almost thought he was going to see Tai Ni.

But he didn't expect that Ju Qingyan, who had met once before, would appear domineeringly and turn the tide and win with one blow.

The breathing method used is still unheard of.

At this moment, the grateful Qiantu secretly clenched his fists and regarded Ju Qingyan as the target of pursuit.

"Is this a win?"

"One move lasts seconds. Does this kind of person need to be tested? I'm afraid he already has the strength of a Grade A swordsman."

"Great, I survived again..."

The crisis was over, the crowd began to get restless, and then came the surprise of the aftermath.

Many people collapsed on the ground unable to do anything, either feeling lucky, staring blankly, or crying with joy.