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"Well, it seems that the mental strength is also impeccable."

"It only took a moment to regain his composure."

Looking at Wu Yilang who calmed down, Hei Shimo became more and more appreciative.

Huh.

In an instant, Wu Yilang pulled out his long sword, and countless sword lights fell towards Hei Shimo.

Breath of Kasumi, Eightfold Kasumi

"Your sword skills are indeed superb"

"Not bad."

Heishi Mou appeared behind Wu Yilang at some unknown time and praised.

Wu Zhixing, Xia Yun Sea.

Another strike of sword light slashed through, but in the end he cut an empty

"Muichiro"

"Around fourteen years old"

"Even at such a young age, he has acquired such proficient sword skills."

Black Death Mou was still calm and calm, and commented.

In the world of pirates,

Zoro was already stunned.

What's going on?

Don't all ghosts rely on their super physical fitness to trade injuries for injuries?

But why is Heishimou's movement so exquisite?

Although he didn't use his sword, it put a lot of pressure on him.

This guy is too strong.

Muichiro Tokitou and Heishimou are not on the same level at all. existence.

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"You are truly a descendant of our clan"

"Even if the family name has passed away"

"My cells are still in your body."

Looking at the young man in front of him, Hei Shimo's tone contained a hint of appreciation.

"Are you insulting me?"

However, Muichiro seemed quite unhappy,"Even if I am really your descendant,"

"Since hundreds of years have passed"

"There must be no trace of your blood or cells in my body."

While speaking, dark streaks appeared on his face.

"black markings"

"So that’s it, it’s already happened."Seeing this scene, Hei Shimo showed surprise for the first time.

"The breath of the clouds is hazy."

Muichiro raised his long sword, and a large amount of steam came out of his body, making the surrounding area blurry.

"This is the first time I've seen such a move"

"The former Breathers of Clouds had never used similar combat skills.……"

Halfway through Hei Shimo's words, he seemed to realize something.

Uh-huh.

The sharp tip of the knife turned into an afterimage and struck a few centimeters away from his neck.

Uh-huh.

Displaying amazing movement skills, Hei Shimo dodged the blow.

"Very exciting combat skills"

"Smooth and beautiful"

"You must have created it yourself."

"It would be rude not to respond with fighting skills."

Realizing that Muichiro, who had turned on his markings, might threaten him, Hei Shimu drew out his long sword.

Breath of the Moon.

One's Form.

Dark Moon.

The cold sword light like moonlight passed by.

Muichiro only felt I have severe pain in my wrist and one of my palms has disappeared.

"Ghost...can actually master breathing techniques?"

"Damn, how can we fight like this? It’s so foul."

"It’s unmistakable, this Black Death Mou was definitely a member of the Demon Slayer Squad."

Seeing this scene, all the powerful men were also shocked.

Ghosts have extremely strong recovery capabilities and are very physically strong.

On the contrary, humans bleed, get sick, have limited lifespans, and are very fragile.

Their only advantage in facing ghosts is, It is exquisite swordsmanship and breathing techniques.

But if ghosts also master the same skills... then for humans, this last advantage has completely disappeared.

Muichiro was also stunned at this moment.

He seemed to understand now why. The ancestors are going to give up the surname Jiguo.

What a shame.

Among the ghost-killing clan, there is such a traitor who is willing to become a ghost.

Let yourself, the descendant, wash away this shame.

Cut off one Hands don't matter.

As long as he's not dead, he can continue fighting

"Oops, Mr. Muichiro seems to be seriously injured."Mili's face was filled with worry.

"As a former demon-slaying swordsman, this attitude is too sad."Xing Ming clasped his hands together and burst into tears.

"Come on, hold on, you must hold on until we come." Saneya's veins popped out. In his opinion, the existence of Black Death Mou was an insult to the Demon Slayer Corps.

Giyuu didn't say anything, just silently grabbed the handle of the knife.

He was still not strong enough.

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"Breath of the Moon?"

"The speed is completely different from just now"

"Even if you turn into a ghost, you can still use the breathing method."

Muichiro tore off a piece of cloth and bandaged his wrist to prevent excessive blood loss.

Holding the blade, he once again launched a fierce attack on Hei Shimo

"It's great"

"After one arm was cut off, he immediately stopped the bleeding and attacked me."

"It is rare to have such courage."

Hei Shimo raised his long knife and was very satisfied with this descendant.

Huh.

The long knife pierced Wuichiro's shoulder like a phantom and nailed him to the stone pillar.

"Yo, my descendants"

"You can become a ghost too"

"For that lord's use."

Looking at Wu Yilang who was covered in cold sweat and said nothing, Hei Shimo didn't take it seriously,"Are you still hesitating?"

"Forget it, let me stop your bleeding for now"

"The human body is too fragile."

After that, Hei Shimo was kind enough to simply bandage Wuichiro's wound.

"Even if you died of excessive blood loss before getting the approval of that adult"

"That's your life too"

"This also means that your life is yours, nothing more."

At the same time, Xuan Mi quietly came to the wall, raised the muzzle of his gun, and pointed it at Hei Death Mou.

Then, he pulled the trigger.

Bang.

After the gunshot, Hei Death Mou's figure disappeared.

"You must be thinking so too, right?"

I don't know when, Hei Shimo has appeared behind Xuan Mi and asked.

Just as Xuan Mi was about to turn around, a sword light slashed down and cut open his right hand holding the gun.

"Xuan Mi."

Seeing this scene, Muichiro yelled and struggled desperately.

However, with only one hand, he couldn't pull away the blade inserted into his shoulder.

Seeing that Xuanmi wanted to fight back with the knife, Heidi Mou slashed out again and cut off the opponent's remaining left arm.

"Ah, ah, ah!!"

The pain of losing both arms made Xuan Mi couldn't help but kneel to the ground.

"Well...that's it"

"Are you the Ghost Eater?"

Seeing the unusually small amount of Xuan Mi's blood loss, Hei Shimo instantly understood what he was doing and slashed with his sword again.

Whoa.

Xuan Mi's pupils shrank, he felt a sharp pain, and found that he had been cut off at the waist.

"He's obviously been cut in half, but he's still alive"

"More than three hundred years ago, there once was a ghost eater like you."

"After he was cut in half, he was quickly killed on the spot."

"But for you, does it have to be beheaded?"

"No matter what, I can't let go of a ghost-like person like you."

After saying that, Hei Shimo drew his sword again and raised it high.