Demon Slayer: I became Feng Zhu

Whoa!

For a moment, Tong Mo just waved his golden iron fan.

The heads of all members of the Ghost Slayer Squad were sliced ​​to the ground, and their lives were stripped of their lives before they could even make a sound.

More than a dozen heads were instantly cut off by ice crystals, forming a fountain of more than a dozen human figures, with blood overflowing, and soon the ground was dyed bright red.

Seeing such a bloody scene, Wuyue almost vomited out. She could keep her expression on the head of a ghost, but this one didn't work.

Seeing the sacrifice of his companion, Mi Wei's eyes were red. He clenched his fists and clenched his hands tightly, trembling slightly, his chest heaved violently, and his teeth gritted.

"Huh~?"

"Are you angry? Can you tell me what it feels like to be angry?"

Tong Mo asked Mi Nue with a smile on his face, even though he just killed more than a dozen members of the Ghost Killing Squad.

"You devil!"

Wuyue couldn't stand him killing his companions like this anymore, and he could still do that without changing his face.

"Water Breathing Pickup Type-Life and Flow!"

Wuyue exploded in an instant, rose into the air and slashed at Tong Mo heavily.

"No Moon!"

Mi Mei shouted to Wuyue, she was not yet Tong Mo's opponent, she would suffer if she rushed forward rashly!
Snapped!
Tong Mo hugged Wuyue tightly at the cost of sacrificing one hand, no matter how hard she struggled, it was useless.

He stuck out his bright red tongue and licked Wuyue's face.

suck...

"Your name is Wuyue? It's a good name!"

Tong Mo still had a smile on his face, as if everything was under his control.

Wuyue's body twisted desperately in Tong Mo's arms, but she couldn't escape Tong Mo's bondage no matter what.

Tong Mo's right arm clasped Wuyue's waist firmly, and the other hand pressed Wuyue's head on his chest.

The nose greedily inhaled the body fragrance emanating from Wuyue's body!
Body scent!

This girl still has body fragrance?For a moment, Tong Mo fell into memories.

It seems that a few years ago, I also met a girl with deodorant, the girl who used the breath of flowers.

Talking nonsense about wishing humans and ghosts to live in peace.

He bit Wuyue's neck, sucking Wuyue's blood.

Yiwozuo turned his head away, clenched his fists tightly, exposing the veins on his forehead.

That disgusting feeling struck again, at this moment he really wanted to go up and kill Tong Mo.

"Ahh! Moonless!"

Mi Wei struggled to get up and called Wuyue from afar. At this moment, the world seemed to stop flowing, and all the hustle and bustle had nothing to do with her.

Wuyue felt as if she was a bird trapped in a cage. No matter how hard she struggled, she could not escape Tong Mo's shackles. She was already desperate, and her strength could no longer break free.

The sun wheel knife in his hand also fell off...

"boom!"

Suddenly a black shadow grabbed Tong Mo's head and smashed it fiercely towards the ground. Tong Mo's head exploded in an instant, and blood spattered everywhere.

Makijuro hugged the unconscious Mutsuki and came to Yamene.

"Take good care of her!"

After finishing speaking, he handed Wuyue to Mi Nue, who hurried forward to catch it.

"You are……"

Makijuro nodded, then turned around, looking at the dozens of headless corpses lying on the ground, his heart was extremely angry.

He thought he could let go of everything, but when he heard that his son met Shangxian Guiyue, his heart couldn't calm down.

Makijuro pulled out the Hirinken sword that had not been moved for a long time.

Swish!
The sun wheel knife shone with silver light.

"Long time no see, old man!"

He said with emotion that once upon a time, this knife accompanied him to kill countless evil spirits, but it has stayed in the scabbard for several years without seeing blood.

When he went out today, he didn't know why he would wear it, maybe it was God's will.

Hirinto seems to have heard his call. When Makijuro's hand pressed on the sword, the Hirinto shook slightly, and a clear and crisp sound of the sword could be faintly heard.

Tong Mo pulled out his head from the ground, his mind was bloody and he said:
"Speed, accuracy, and strength are all perfect, who are you?"

Wu Mi and Hei Si Mou also stared into their eyes, this man who suddenly appeared was very strong, and Yi Wo Zuo had a fighting spirit on his face.

Just listen to the man's voice:
"The former Yanzhu - Purgatory Makijuro! The current Yanzhu is my son!"

When he spoke of his son, the ghosts could feel his immense pride.

Yi Wozuo squinted, as expected of that man's father, as powerful as him.

"Hee hee! So that's the case, is it an old man who was eliminated?"

"Breath of Flame Nine Type - Purgatory!"

Makijuro didn't say anything else, he directly raised a blow, his whole body was surrounded by scorching fireworks, and roaring broke out, he rushed towards Tong Mo like a shooting star.

"So fast!"

Tong Mo stared wide-eyed, seeing the prairie fire approaching him, he hastily counterattacked.

"Vampire Manifestation..."

Before using the move, Makijuro approached him.

boom……!
In a moment, he was chopped off by Makijuro.

Immediately, the sun wheel knife holding the flames slashed at his head, and Tong Mo's eyes reflected the raging fire, as if it was going to devour him.

"Moon Breath One Type: Dark Moon-Night Palace!"

Black Death Mou blocked Makijuro's blow with Iai Zhan, he didn't want to make a move, it was against his samurai spirit.

However, there are not many ghost moons left, so in order to avoid misfortune, he had no choice but to despise his warrior spirit and act.

He turned around and said to Wu Mi:

"My lord! For you, I gave up a lot of things."

Wu Mi: ...

Although Wu Mi knew that what he meant was his so-called warrior spirit, but he always felt a little awkward hearing this.

【In the future, it's better not to pretend to be a woman in front of Hei Si Mou! 】

Tong Mo recovered. At this moment, he was a little annoyed and almost capsized in the gutter, but Mr. Wu Mi was still watching!
He licked his lips and said to Makijuro:

"That's great! I'm going to be serious next time!"

He didn't thank Heishimou for saving him. Whether it should be said or not, there was a reason for his unpopularity.

"Bai Ji, the cold and fierce blood ghost technique."

Two giant ice lotus in juvenile form breathed out cold air and attacked Makijuro.

"The Breath of Flame Wu Zhi-Flame Tiger!"

The cold air is evaporated by the flames.

Yi Wozuo couldn't help but sarcastically said in the back:

"What? Master Shangxian Er can't even beat a front Yanzhu? Why don't you lower your status! Shanglu is more suitable for you."

Tong Mopi responded with a half-smile: "Look at what Your Excellency Yiwozuo said, I'm going down, how many Shangxian ghosts dare to accept my transposition bloody battle?"

Yiwozuo thought for a while, the dog, Yuhu, and Luoji brothers and sisters were already cold for a long time, so he was the one with the lowest ranking in Shangxian Ghost Moon.

So what this guy said was that he didn't dare to accept his transposition bloody battle?
Tong Mo's words are also correct, but he doesn't know the ways of the world.

Wu Mi glanced at the miasma ghost and said:

"How long can I maintain the vampire technique?"

The miasma ghost said respectfully:

"Return to your lord! Persevering until dark is not a problem at all! All this is thanks to the blood bestowed by your lord."

In fact, Wu Mi's blood is important, but he didn't explain to Wu Mi how he survived in the barren mountains all these years.

The moment he turned into a ghost, he lost his original memory, but he retained the memory of just becoming a ghost.

But he blew a wave of rainbow farts without misery, what is this called?This is the way of the world.