Ghost Slayer Blacksmith's Self-Cultivation

"My lord, hurry up! Help me!"

The door lock outside the firewood room made a sound of metal fitting. As the lock buckle turned, the door lock opened. The small-eyed trafficker really panicked and desperately asked the long-haired young ghost for help.

"Okay, I see. You didn't say anything, so I'm relieved!"

The corners of the long-haired young ghost's mouth made the sound of teeth rubbing, his hands rested on the shoulders of the small-eyed trafficker, and a swamp land gradually slipped under his feet again.

The small-eyed trafficker secretly let out a long sigh of relief, but his shoulders felt an unprecedented pain, as if something was tearing him apart.

"Crack-crack!"

"Oh!"

"Why?"

The pupils of the small-eyed trafficker's eyes gradually dissipated, and his two eyes stared at the long-haired young ghost. After the corners of his mouth said these three words with difficulty, his entire chest was split in two.

"Crack! You said that only the dead and ghosts can survive, but you should be glad that compared to that adult, I only like to eat girls under the age of 16!"

As soon as the door of the firewood room was opened, the bartender Taro walked in front and before he pulled out the key, vigorous blood spurted out from the broken body in two, and the bloody aura dyed the ground dark red. color.

"what?"

"It looks like I really drank too much, too much!"

The bartender Taro, who was a little drunk just now, was already trembling with fright at the sight in front of him. He stumbled and ran out with a strange smile on his mouth.

It's just that he didn't take a few steps before he entered the swamp formed in front of him and couldn't move.

And Takeo, who was behind him, was not much better. Although he had expected many assumptions, he really didn't expect that this move would be such a big 'surprise' after opening it.

"Ok?"

"There's actually one more?"

The long-haired young ghost made a sound of doubt, dived into the ground and turned into a swamp, and rushed towards Zhuxiong's position.

However, Takexiong's vision gradually began to blur, let alone running, even walking is now a luxury.

His body was like being chained to an iron ball, extremely heavy and slow.

"What to do, I will die, die!"

Behind Takeo, the hard ground turned into foul-smelling swamp mud, and bubbles burst from the rancid swamp constantly.

A pair of small eyes watched Zhuxiong in front of him, and when he saw the right moment, the long-haired young ghost stretched out his sharp claws and attacked directly from behind.

But Zhuxiong closed his eyes at this time, his legs suddenly half-squatted and jumped up, leaning back to volley and step on the spine of the long-haired young ghost, and escaped the sneak attack of the long-haired young ghost with extreme danger.

"It's interesting, but next time you won't be so lucky!"

"It's still rare blood, interesting and interesting!"

The long-haired young ghost once again made a 'squeak' sound produced by rubbing teeth, it seemed that he was a bit annoyed by being played by the little ghost in front of him.

He has always been killed by one blow, but this sneak attack was fruitless, which made him feel a burst of anger in his heart, without any sneak attack, he just rushed towards Zhuxiong directly.

With his back to the long-haired young ghost, Takeo was panting heavily. A deep cut on his left leg was bleeding continuously. He was holding an iron hand axe with the blade still remaining. The mottled blood was obviously cut by himself.

Stimulating the nerves with intense pain to temporarily suppress the physical effects of the bloodsickness is a desperate move.

Although he doesn't have the sensitive and perverted sense of smell like Tanjiro's brother, Takeo can still distinguish one or two places from the smell of rancid mud.

The long-haired young ghost didn't give Takeo any time to react, he leaned forward with his sharp claws and gave a powerful sweep. Takeo couldn't dodge it enough and could only subconsciously catch it with a hand axe.

"clang!"

The power of turning into an evil ghost is several times that of a human like Takeo. Takeo's whole arm let out a helpless 'scream', and the hand ax fell to the ground.

The long-haired young ghost grinned with bloodshot eyes. He no longer wanted to kill the boy in front of him. He wanted to capture him alive and taste his flesh and blood bit by bit.

Although the long-haired young ghost once said that he didn't like to eat the flesh and blood of girls over 16 years old, because it would be stale, but human beings with thin blood are not so easy to meet, and this is a rare good thing.

The long-haired young ghost walked towards Zhuxiong step by step, and retracted all five sharp claws at the same time, of course to avoid cutting the skin and wasting this precious blood.

"Don't come here!"

Takexiong half curled up on the ground, with a frightened expression on his face, and his body backed up little by little.

"Crunch! Where are you going, I like the expression of you humans."

"brush!"

Before the long-haired young man finished speaking, a silvery white light quickly swung out from Zhuxiong's curled up body, this time with extremely heavy force.

Caught off guard, the long-haired young ghost made a long and thin crack in his throat, blood spurted out immediately, and the long-haired young ghost let out a painful roar.

Zhuxiong looked at the long-haired young ghost with distorted facial features in front of him, his surprise this time hurt him, but Zhuxiong had already expected that this blow would not be enough to kill the long-haired young ghost in front of him, but it was enough.

"Bartender Taro, why are you still standing here, run! Go tell my team members to contact the Demon Slayer Squad!"

Takeo yelled at the bartender Taro who was lying on the ground next to him, maybe the visual impact he received when he opened the door was too frightening, the current bartender Taro was already completely drunk, seeing Takeo's words, he didn't bother to thank him, and rushed out of the house sullenly.

"Ghost Killing Squad!"

The long-haired young evil spirits are full of fear. For these less advanced evil spirits, the members of the unintentional ghost killing team are their nemesis.

Zhuxiong looked at the long-haired young man in front of him, the scars on his face had already recovered, and he couldn't see the appearance of the injury at all.

"brush!"

Of course, Takeo couldn't let him go after the bartender Taro, the silver-white ax swung forward again, and the long-haired young ghost firmly stuck the ax between his fingers with the five sharp claws stretched out from the palm of his hand.

"Hey! It seems that you are just supporting the brat. Your strength seems to be much weaker. Instead of taking care of others, you should take care of yourself first!"

The long-haired young ghost quickly flicked the ax away, and grabbed Zhuxiong's head with the other hand.

"clang!"

A golden light shone in front of Zhuxiong, and even the long-haired young ghost gave a look of doubt, "Are you a weapon master!"

Ding!Long-haired youth ghost exclamation point +100
Takexiong, who was at the end of his battle, grinned. The long-haired young ghost was right. He really couldn't hold it anymore. The three negative states of exhaustion, dizziness and blood loss made his body overloaded and on the verge of collapse.

"But with the last of my strength, I want to fight you, just treat you like a piece of iron!"

"Wrist Hammer—Chaotic Ring!"