Ghost Slayer: Please let me be a human being

Crack!

Silver lightning exploded between heaven and earth.

Qingmu, who was running for his life, suddenly stopped and pulled his longbow to its full length. Under the illumination of the lightning, the tip of the arrow flashed a faint blue light.

The last arrow, and also the last poison arrow.

Boom!

The arrow broke through the air.

The two were less than five meters apart, and "Aomura Kazuhiko" had nowhere to hide.

"Aomura Kazuhiko" did not hide either, letting the arrow pierce his head, rushed to Qingmu in one breath, and swung his arm, stabbing Qingmu's face like a javelin.

Fast! Swift! Sharp!

"Die, die! Just die obediently! Humans are only worthy of being food for ghosts!"

His eyes were full of bloodthirsty light.

Although his strength was weakened due to the effect of the poison, he didn't think it had any effect.

He had seen with his own eyes how vulnerable people were in front of ghosts.

Looking at the sharp claws approaching quickly, Qingmu didn't blink his eyes and leaned back suddenly.

The sharp claws flashing with cold light passed by his face.

At the same time, he let go of the longbow and held the hilt of the knife in reverse.

Swinging his arm, the hunting knife suddenly came out of the sheath, drawing a graceful arc in the air.

Puff!

A string of blood beads fell in the air, and the right arm of "Aomura Kazuhiko" was broken from the elbow.

Aoki turned over to adjust his balance, then tiptoed forward, and the hunting knife swept towards "Aomura Kazuhiko"'s neck like a gust of wind.

The dazed "Aomura Kazuhiko" suddenly woke up and hurriedly retreated.

But he was still a step too slow, and the hunting knife cut his throat, leaving a deep wound, and blood spurted out.

If it was a human, with such an injury, unless he was in the hospital, he would basically die.

But "Aomura Kazuhiko" was a ghost, and the wound on his neck immediately began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the broken arm was also slowly regenerating.

"Ah!"

Aoki's eyes widened with anger, and he chased after him with a resolute momentum, slashing wildly with his hunting knife.

He can't be allowed to recover!

Comparing physical strength and recovery with ghosts, fighting a protracted war and a war of attrition, is a road to self-destruction!

"Aomura Kazuhiko" was suppressed by Aoki's momentum, retreating again and again, with more and more wounds on his body, and the healing speed gradually slowed down.

"How is it possible? How did his strength suddenly become so much stronger?"

"Aomura Kazuhiko"'s face was full of shock and confusion.

Just now in the house, this guy was still very weak, and it felt like he could be killed with one hand.

What happened in the past two minutes?

As soon as he was distracted, "Aomura Kazuhiko" was stabbed again, from his left shoulder to his ribs, almost splitting him completely.

The severe pain made his expression twisted, and he suddenly stopped, and his regenerated right hand stabbed Aoki's left chest like lightning.

Even if the power becomes stronger, what does it matter?

The fragile human body will never be as good as a ghost!

He can be injured countless times, but he only needs to seize one opportunity to win the battle.

"Hide?"

This thought subconsciously popped up in Qingmu's mind, but it was immediately suppressed.

Although he seemed to have the upper hand, it was entirely because of "blood boiling".

He could feel that he didn't have much time.

Once the effect of "blood boiling" ended and he fell into a weak state, he would be a piece of meat on the chopping board.

Can't delay any longer!

The battle must be ended as soon as possible!

No matter what the cost, it's worth it!

A flash of madness flashed in Qingmu's eyes, and facing the attack of "Aomura Kazuhiko", he just slightly tilted his body.

Puff!

"Aomura Kazuhiko"'s claws sank into Qingmu's chest, and the distance from his heart was only a few inches.

But his face changed and he looked up.

"Die!"

Qingmu roared, grabbed "Aomura Kazuhiko"'s arm with his left hand, and swung the hunting knife in his right hand like lightning.

Puff!

The huge head flew up.

There was still a ferocious murderous intent on the face of "Aomura Kazuhiko".

Aoki turned around, got out of the claws of "Aomura Kazuhiko", and threw the hunting knife as a hidden weapon.

Puff!

Bang!

The hunting knife pierced into the head of "Aomura Kazuhiko" from the side, nailing it hard to a big tree behind.

"Asshole! How dare you? I must kill you!"

"Aomura Kazuhiko" did not die, and cursed Aoki madly, while the headless body raised his hands and rushed towards Aoki.

Unfortunately, he had no vision.

Aoki easily dodged, went around to the back, and kicked him hard in the leg pit.

Plop!

The headless body immediately knelt down.

Aoki kicked him on the back again, knocking him down completely, picked up a stone next to him, and smashed it down.

Crack.

The right knee of the headless body was shattered, and the head nailed to the tree screamed.

Aoki raised his arm again without hesitation.

Thighs, arms, heart...

One after another...

Suddenly, Aoki's body shook, the stone in his hand slipped to the ground, and his face was as pale as paper.

The "blood boiling" was over!

The strength flowed away like a flood, and the severe pain swept over like a flood.

He groaned and sweated profusely in an instant.

Pain!

It hurts so much!

Aoki looked down.

I don't know how much blood he had shed, half of his body was stained red.

"We have to deal with it quickly, or he will die if he bleeds any more."

He tore off a piece of cloth and covered the wound.

"Aomura Kazuhiko"'s body had become a mess, but his muscles were still beating unconsciously.

The head nailed to the tree stopped struggling, eyes closed, and seemed to have lost consciousness.

That's all.

Without the Nichirin sword, cutting the neck cannot kill the demon directly.

But as long as we wait until dawn, everything will disappear as soon as the sun shines.

Aoki fell silent.

He completely lost himself and ate people. The former "Aomura Kazuhiko" can no longer come back.

His consciousness was trance for a while, and many scenes appeared in front of him.

From the deerskin boots that suddenly appeared in his vision when he was seriously injured and lying in a strange forest, unable to move, waiting to die slowly.

To the scenes of the master patiently teaching him archery, making traps, and identifying the traces of prey.

The last scene that appeared was the regretful sigh of the master after he was rejected yesterday when he suggested that he and Takina go on a date.

Aoki stopped his chaotic thoughts.

"I didn't expect this to be the world of Demon Slayer. When the injury is healed, I will go find the Demon Slayer Corps and find a way to learn the breathing method!"

"As a demon, I was defeated by ordinary people!"

A strange voice with anger suddenly sounded.

Aoki's body froze, and he noticed it.

At some point, a black-haired young man appeared next to the tree where "Kazuhiko Aomura"'s head was nailed.

He wore a well-fitting black suit with a spotless white shirt inside. His face was as pale as paper, and there was no emotion in his plum-red eyes.

He lifted up "Kazuhiko Aomura"'s head.

"Kazuhiko Aomura" regained consciousness and looked at him in horror: "I'm sorry! Please, please give me another chance!"

The black-haired young man glanced at him indifferently.

Bang!

With a face full of despair, "Kazuhiko Aomura"'s head exploded, and blood and flesh splattered.

Then it turned into black smoke with the body and quickly dissipated in the air.

The black-haired young man turned his head to look at Aoki.

Aoki was cold all over, and his name automatically appeared in his mind.

Muzan Kibutsuji!

The first demon, and the strongest demon!

He was also his master, the initiator of Kazuhiko Aomura's transformation into a demon!