Demon Slayer: The Tai Chi Swordsman

Zenitsu's body trembled almost every time he took a step, and his heavy breathing and heartbeat all reflected his fear.

"Mr. Zenitsu!" Zhengyi said in a low voice.

"Ah!"

Zenitsu wailed, and then hugged Zhengyi's legs tightly.

"What...what happened?"

"Signal, signal, can't you give a signal before speaking?"

"It will scare people to death, do you understand?"

Zenitsu complained while shaking, but his complaints became louder and louder, shaking the ceiling.

Zhengyi squinted his eyes, sweating profusely, he was also very scared: "Sorry!"

"You have to be careful, you almost became a murderer!"

"Sorry, it's just that your breathing and trembling make me a little uneasy!"

"Huh?" Zenitsu broke down on the spot, and was looked down upon by this guy again!

Zenitsu cried and said, "I've tried so hard!"

"Also, don't speak loudly, it will attract bad guys!"

"Shh~"

Although Zenitsu's voice was about to blow the ceiling off, he still made a "shhh" gesture to Zhengyi.

Just as Zenitsu was defending himself, a long-tongued ghost crawled out from the floor. He twisted his body, and his four eyes turned around on his forehead.

Zhengyi's face turned black, and he was so scared that he didn't say a word. He pointed to the back tremblingly.

"What's wrong?" Zenitsu turned his head in confusion.

He didn't say a word, put Zhengyi under his armpits and ran away at the fastest speed in his life.

"Ah!"

"What the hell, look, I told you, talking loudly will attract monsters!"

Shengyi was so weak that he couldn't complain for a moment, because you are the one with the loudest voice.

The long-tongued ghost exerted force on all four limbs, like a gecko, chasing Zenitsu relentlessly.

"Children are the most delicious!"

The long-tongued ghost greedily licked the saliva on the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but speed up.

"I haven't taken a bath for three months, I stink!"

"And this child is as thin as a pole, the taste must be dry, we don't suit your appetite!"

"Don't eat us!" Zenitsu explained incoherently.

"You have to taste it to know!"

The eerie voice of the long-tongued ghost sounded, and Zenitsu got goose bumps.

Suddenly, the long-tongued ghost's tongue shot out like a bullet, and the large tongue of more than ten meters crossed the entire corridor.

The tongue brushed past Zenitsu, and the slippery saliva stained his face.

Fortunately, the tongue was deflected, but the water jar in the corridor was shattered at the first blow, and even a deep scar appeared on the wall.

Before Zenitsu could catch his breath, the long tongue swept over, and he and Shoichi broke through the wooden door and flew into the room next to him.

Unfortunately, this room has walls on three sides, which is also a dead end.

"Are you running!"

The long-tongued ghost slowly crawled into the room, and he said as he walked: "Little yellow-haired ghost, I will make a hole in your head, and then suck out your brain bit by bit!"

"Then tear off your limbs!"

As the long-tongued ghost spoke, he began to move, and Zenitsu's brain instantly crashed, and then he foamed at the mouth and fainted.

"What?" Masakazu and the long-tongued ghost said in unison.

"Mr. Zenitsu, wake up!"

"Now is not the time to sleep, you will die!"

No matter how Masakazu shouted, Zenitsu did not move, and a snot bubble came out of his nostrils after a while.

"Uh!"

Masakazu stared at Zenitsu Agatsuma helplessly, it turned out that he was really asleep, how did he fall asleep!

"You little bastard, you fainted after just a few words. It's no fun anymore!" The long-tongued ghost changed the subject, "So I'll eat you first!"

"No...no!"

Shoichi held Zenitsu's clothes tightly, but Zenitsu was twice as heavy as him, and he retreated with difficulty.

"No, no!"

The long-tongued ghost charged his tongue and punched it out, with the sharp tip of his tongue stretched straight, aiming at Zhengyi's head.

The long-tongued ghost looked happy, as if the scene of the other party's brain splattering had already appeared.

Zhengyi closed his desperate eyes, he had given up struggling.

Suddenly, a crisp sound of drawing a sword sounded, golden arcs filled the air, and the dark red long tongue split into two.

"Ah!" The long-tongued ghost looked at the tongue that was broken into two sections with horror, he didn't see what happened at all.

Zenitsu stood up with a carp, he stretched out his hand to protect Zhengyi.

That sense of security made Zhengyi think that the person standing there was not Mr. Zenitsu.

"Don't be afraid, leave everything to me!"

The white snot bubble trembled rhythmically, and Zenitsu took a sword-drawing and slashing posture, while holding the handle tightly.

The long-tongued ghost stood up in fear and said, "Why did this kid's breath change?"

What the long-tongued ghost didn't know was that the sleeping person was ZenitsuActivate the medium of the large size

"Thunder Breathing·One Type·Thunderbolt Flash!"

The white air flow is like a series of agile little snakes, drilling into Zenitsu's mouth from all directions and filling his lungs.

After the charging is over, a golden lightning flashes, and the long-tongued ghost is beheaded before he can react.

There are still sizzling golden arcs in the air.

Snap!

Zenitsu's snot bubble bursts, and the large experience card ends.

He turned his head in confusion, looking at the ghost head that was dissipating under his feet, and Zenitsu jumped up in fear.

"Ah!"

"Why did he die? What happened?"

In a daze, Zhengyi stared at Zenitsu blankly. This is obviously what you did, okay?

Unable to understand the current situation, Zenitsu cried and threw himself into Shoichi's arms. He complained: "Shoichi, why didn't you say it earlier? You are so strong!"

"Hmm?"

"But I still have to thank you for saving my life. I will remember it for the rest of my life!"

"Ahhh, I almost thought I was going to die!"

Zenitsu's two big snots were floating in the air. Shoichi pushed him away and whispered: "It was obviously you who did it!"

"Mr. Zenitsu was still handsome just now. What is this now!"

"Hmm?" Zenitsu cast a questioning look, "What are you talking about, and what's the matter with your disgusted expression?"

Shoichi scratched his head awkwardly and said: "No...nothing!"

"Why did I lose to that kind of kid? I am unwilling to accept it!"

The long-tongued ghost went to hell with resentment and confusion.

On the other side of this room is the corridor, where Inosuke travels at a high speed.

His thoughts were exactly the opposite of Zenitsu's. He couldn't wait to meet the ghost and fight him for three hundred rounds.

However, this house was like a maze, and the ghosts didn't know where to go.

In a blink of an eye, Inosuke passed through five corners and entered another corridor.

A huge voice came out from the shadows on the opposite side.

"Eat!"

"Eat!"

"I want to eat!"

"I'm so hungry!"

A mournful roar accompanied by a rumbling stomach came from the corner.