Yiwozuo, whose attention was attracted by the sound, glanced at the short old man and two adult craftsmen who were already in the room, with undisguised disgust flashing in his eyes.

Dislike of the weak.

"Just existing is a piece of sinful garbage. Die."

Yiwozuo randomly threw a few punches in that direction, and then directly unleashed a ferocious fist wind that could crush the flesh of an ordinary person.

After trying to deal with these weaklings in the air, he jumped up and crashed through the ceiling, and then rushed on the roof toward the powerful aura that was quickly leaving the village for some reason.

But at this moment.

Those fierce punches thrown out from the air were all suddenly scattered in time.

And almost in the next instant, intensive slashes like whip shadows completely enveloped Yiwozuo's whole body.

"'The Breath of Love·One Type·The Trembling of First Love'!"

"Qiang Qiang Qiang——!"

Blood spattered and was scattered by the whip shadow of the unknown weapon in mid-air.

A figure with three long cherry-pink braids, under a somewhat unstoppable momentum, performed several dance-like somersaults in mid-air to lose its inertia, and finally stood steadily between the craftsman and the evil ghost. Landed.

"Wow, this guy ran too fast, I finally caught up!"

Mitsuri Kanroji, who had already changed her loose kimono into the open-breasted uniform and short skirt of the Demon Slayer Corps, shouted with joy in her voice.

In his hand, he was still holding a special Nichirin sword with a handle that had just been forged a few days ago.

The scabbard is white, the blade body is pink, the handle is grey-green with a heart shape, and the pink blade is like a four-leaf clover, which can be folded into the scabbard.

Overall, it looks like a weird telescopic knife that is as soft as a whip, has strong toughness, and can even easily injure the user.

This is a weapon carefully forged by Tetsuchi Kawara Tetsujin, the most skilled village leader in the village of swordsmiths, specifically for Mitsuri Kanroji who has special sword skills. She is the only one who can use it smoothly.

That was the short old man she was protecting behind her at this time.

"Chief of Tiedi Village, please don't worry and leave it to me. I will protect you!"

Kanroji Mitsuri said lively and confidently with her head raised and her chest raised.

But the next moment I saw the special fonts in the eyes of the evil ghost in front of me, I was immediately stunned.

"Wow! Is this guy on a string, or three? No wonder he ran so fast just now, and I can't even catch him!"

The girl screamed loudly again.

But this time, his voice was filled with some unconfident panic.

"The hand that was cut just now seemed to be very hard, and the wounds caused by the cut were all healed instantly... No, this guy didn't seem to have any defense just now!"

But looking at the girl in front of him who was wearing some revealing clothes and shouting incomprehensibly, Yiwo Zuo frowned deeply.

When I just rushed into the village, I seemed to have been aware of this guy's aura, and then this guy kept chasing after me.

Although during this period, he also instantly judged that the opponent's aura was at the pillar level and had sufficient combat value.

But just when he was about to change his hunting target and turn around to solve this problem, he suddenly discovered that the other person's gender was female.

Therefore, this made him give up his plan to stop and fight with it.

Because out of the belief of a strong man, he never kills or eats any woman, even when he is hungry.

This is a principle he has adhered to for hundreds of years since the day he turned into a ghost.

The principle of belonging to the strong.

"Hey, get out of here..."

Yiwozuo frowned and whispered with a gloomy face.

"I don't kill women."

Chapter 223: Dead people are not allowed

"Enemy attack——!"

"A ghost has entered the village and the enemy is attacking!!!"

Under the originally silent night, a piercing alarm bell suddenly appeared and rang throughout the village.

It was also accompanied by a craftsman roaring and shouting at the top of a simple observation tower made of wood.

"Protect the heads of each family! Keep Zhu's knife safe and help the village chief escape!"

Under the reminder alarm repeated over and over again, the craftsmen in the entire knife-forging village who were about to fall asleep quickly packed up all the carefully forged Nichirin swords and took them out of their homes to the street. ,Then......

In panic, he saw a large group of carp-like evil spirits with clay pots and huge limbs that had rushed into the village.

Even one of the huge strange fish has climbed up the watchtower and wants to eat the noisy night watchman.

And just then.

A huge roar suddenly came from the distance.

“Bang bang bang—!”

A hole more than two meters high suddenly appeared in the wall of a certain house, and it seemed that some supporting point had just been destroyed, or that it had simply caused enough damage.

next moment.

This already crumbling house collapsed into ruins.

And in the dust that was rising all over the sky, a figure dripping with blood suddenly jumped out into the air, barely escaping in time to avoid being crushed under the rubble.

This also made Kanroji Mitsuri's big eyes full of fear.

But before she could breathe a sigh of relief, a terrifying figure rushed out almost at the same time and followed closely and punched her in the abdomen.

So, the next second.

The unoccupied house across the street was smashed through the roof by Dao's rapidly falling figure.

"Wow, it hurts, it hurts, it really hurts when this guy hits someone!"

Her long cherry-pink braids were covered in dust. Lying on the tatami, Kanroji Mitsuri felt pain all over her body, and her back was even numb.

At this time, the blood flowing from the wound had dyed her fair skin red and soaked the Demon Slayer uniform on her body. It not only caused pain, but also caused her physical strength to continue to drain away.

"But the village chief and others have already taken refuge. I have fulfilled my duties well... Wow, here we go again!"

There was no time to rest at all.

On the roof that had been knocked out of a big hole, there were already countless violent blows, falling like a violent storm at a very fast speed, and attacking at the same time the girl who collapsed on the tatami.

"'Destruction and Killing·Chaos Style'."

In just an instant, the entire roof was shattered.

The remaining sawdust flew away, causing Ganluji Mili's pupils to shrink, and she quickly left the place like a spring.

At the same time, he held the special retractable Nichirin Sword tightly in his hand. He reacted quickly and swung the blade widely like a cat jumping, splitting all the fist energy that enveloped him at the same time.

""Breath of Love·Three Types·Koi Neko Shigure"."

The huge repulsive force made Kanroji Mitsuri's jaw numb when she held the knife, and the residual fist wind even made her stagger. After a roll to relieve the force, she regained her balance.

She shouted with joy and fear on her face.

"Block it, block it, this guy's boxing is so scary!"

"You are very noisy."

Falling from mid-air, standing on the tatami covered with wood residue, Yiwozuo frowned and looked at the girl in front of him.

He couldn't help but be a little surprised by how fast the opponent swung his sword just now.

His eyes casually glanced at the extremely thin and extremely soft weird Sun-Rin Sword in the opponent's hand. This was the first time he had encountered a ghost slayer who used such a whip-like weapon.

But this level of sword swing speed should not only be due to the special nature of the weapon.

And this is indeed the case.

What Kanroji Mitsuri really relies on is strong toughness, coupled with the soft muscles unique to women, and a larger range of joint movement, which makes her even faster than Mr. Ozhu Tengen. Some of the higher swing speeds are now possible.

Moreover, her body is very special, with the density of her muscles being eight times that of ordinary people.

Even when he was only one year and two months old, he could easily lift four pickle stones (15kg) in order to take care of his mother who was pregnant with his younger brother.

She has a truly superhuman physique.

"The smell of blood smells like a rare special physique. You can definitely become stronger if you eat it... Unfortunately, I don't eat women."

Yiwozuo, who didn't have any wounds on his body, said expressionlessly.

"Hey, I say it one last time, get out of here before I beat you to a disability."

"I don't!"

Although she couldn't help but feel scared because she was facing Shang Xian alone, Kanroji Mitsuri refused directly and stubbornly.

She pretended to be calm and confronted the evil Shura ghost in front of her.

The strong sense of crisis and terrifying momentum made her hair stand on end, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

"I, I, I won't let you hurt the villagers here. We are all very good people!"

In response to these words, Yiwozuo, who originally wanted to catch up with another pillar to fight, became more gloomy and impatient with his unsmiling face.

He glanced at the girl's legs, which were slightly trembling either due to injuries or inner tension.

There was some inexplicable anger in his tone.

"Those who are not enlightened enough should stop taking up weapons and fight, and go back to a mediocre life until a miserable death of old age... It's extremely ridiculous."

The words just fell.

His figure disappeared directly from the eyes of the nervous Kanroji Mitsuri, and in the blink of an eye he was above her, swinging his arms back in a posture ready to punch.

And this also made Ganluji Mili's body stiffen.

Because her dynamic vision did not keep up with the opponent's movements, but fortunately, the crisis instinct she developed through years of fighting still allowed her to detect where the next attack was coming. It was...

Above!

The whip-like Nichirin Sword subconsciously swung upwards, and almost at the same time, an indifferent voice sounded.

""Destruction Kill·Shattered Style·Ten Thousand Leaves Shiny Willow"."

next moment.

It is indestructible, carrying a fierce and powerful punch, and then swings it directly from top to bottom.

The impact of his fists had even caused the tatami-covered second floor to shatter like leaf patterns in advance.

This guy's fists are really scary!

Being completely targeted by the enemy's attack, Mitsuri Kanroji, as a contemporary love pillar, felt like she was really about to cry.

Because this was the first time she had encountered an evil spirit who had been forced into such a state.

To be honest, I feel like I can’t beat it at all!

However, although his thoughts were a little confused, his body, which had been tempered for thousands of years, was already moving at full speed in advance as if it was a stress response.

Her feet twisted like a dance and turned around.

""Breath of Love·Land Type·Cat Foot Love Wind"."

In an instant, the swirling slashes that were as dense as a cocoon completely enveloped the girl, trying to protect herself while also splitting the attacks from the enemy.

Then, the softest whip blade met the strongest iron fist.

“Rumble——!!!”

A huge roar echoed under the night sky.

The part of the fist force that was guided and dispersed directly shattered the entire second floor floor just like it destroyed the roof before.

Kanroji Mitsuri fell hard to the ground on the first floor, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the wooden floor red.

She had not completely removed the force of the opponent's punch just now.

It seemed like a few of my ribs were broken, it was really painful!

But before Kanroji Mitsuri could get up from the ground, a merciless kick hit her in the abdomen, sending her flying, smashing into the wall, and falling into the room inside the house.

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