Ghost Slayer Blacksmith's Self-Cultivation

"Elbow Hammer—Breaking Power!"

"Boom!"

Takeo shifted the angle of the hammer a little bit, and slammed the ground obliquely downward.

There was only a loud bang, and the ground collapsed, and Wujin's sledgehammer kicked up a lot of dust and dust, sweeping towards the surroundings.

"Bastard, it's so dirty!"

Yabayu roared with disgust on his face, and he kept waving his hands to quickly disperse the smoke and dust floating around him.

Zhu Xiong was overjoyed, he seemed to be angry on the outside, but inside he was very rational, knowing that he was on the disadvantaged side, he simply attacked the weak points of the two evil spirits.

Without the vector red arrow that Yawaha deliberately controlled, Takeo easily avoided the control of countless vector red arrows by getting the big eye charm from Yushiro.

"boom!"

A handball exploded near Takeo, and he knew that there was another troublesome handball player in front of him.

Taking Wujin's sledgehammer back into the space backpack, Zhuxiong used the smoke and dust that had not yet dissipated as a cover.

Takeo quickly rolled forward and picked up the two handaxes left on the ground, as well as the Japanese sword that his brother Tanjiro threw down.

"Wrist Hammer—Double Throwing Ax Throwing!"

"Superposition - Sun Wheel Knife Throwing!"

The silver and yellow hand axes spun rapidly, bringing up a series of invisible phantoms, and directly slashed at the handball ghost who was close at hand.

"Push!"

The silver-white hand ax slashed at one arm of the handball ghost first, and the other hand was grabbed by the handball ghost who reacted.

"Is it just these little tricks, it can't hurt me!"

Zhu Shawan said with disdain, and before he finished speaking, a blade struck from the side again.

Zhu Shawan was startled at first, and instinctively blocked it with his thick arm, and chopped off the three arms on the side of Zhu Shawan with a sharp blade.

"Not good! This is the sun wheel knife!"

Zhu Shawan let out a loud cry.

"Boom!"

Takeo would not give the handball ghost any chance to react, while she was still a little confused about the plot, a sledgehammer hit the handball ghost's lower abdomen viciously.

"Wrist Hammer—Swinging Big Pendulum Clock!"

"Crack!"

The handball ghost was hit by a violent hammer, and her whole body bent instantly. Her only three arms were helplessly covering her chest, and a lot of blood kept gushing out of her mouth.

The handball ghost in full form is extremely terrifying in terms of strength and physical strength. Although it is covered with injuries, it is still so powerful.

Takexiong was also shocked, the handball ghost was seriously injured, but he only took a few steps back after the heavy blow.

"Handball ghost, you must die today!"

As Zhuxiong said, he raised the Wujin sledgehammer and was about to hit the handball ghost again.

"Okay! Very good! It's a pity that you are not a ghost hunter, after all, you are just a relatively powerful toy!"

The handball ghost let out a strange laugh, and the veins in her body twitched, and then they swelled up suddenly, and the three broken arms instantly returned to their original state.

Zhu Shawan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a handball appeared in the palm of his hand, and then threw it directly at Zhuxiong.

"Handball—Handaxe!"

Zhu Shawan showed a cruel smile, he dared to play close combat with himself, he really wanted to die.

The phantom of the handball was like a huge hand ax dancing quickly, with a whistling wind, it slashed at Takexiong's head, but she seemed to have picked the wrong opponent.

"Wrist Hammer - Chaotic Ring!"

Just now, Zhuxiong just pretended to put away the Wujin sledgehammer, and quickly pulled out the two handaxes from Handball Ghost's body to hold it in his hands.

In an instant, the phantoms of silver and yellow handaxes intertwined around Takeo, forming an airtight and large slashing circle.

"Swipe!"

Only a second later, Zhu Shawan's eyes were full of fear, and all six of her arms were chopped off by the sharp blade and fell to the ground.

"Ahhh!"

There were countless small wounds on Zhu Shawan's body that could not be seen clearly, and blood sprayed out from the broken limbs like a spring, staining the space ten feet in front of Zhuxiong red.

At this moment, Zhushawan has long lost her previous strength, and her current state is like a crab without legs, which can only be slaughtered.

"The last knife!"

Takeo took back the brass hand axe, grabbed the hilt of the Japanese sword and slashed at the neck of the sluggish handball ghost.

"how come!"

Takeo, on the other hand, showed a surprised expression, and the sun wheel sword in his hand was thrown out of his hand, and fell to the ground beside him.

Before he could react, Takeo's body also flew upside down like the Japanese Rikatsu before.

"Zhu Shawan, why are you in such a mess, and your body is really dirty!"

Yawaha glanced at Zhushamaru at the side with a look of disgust and said.

But Zhu Shawan didn't look impatient this time, instead she felt loved by ghosts.

There was a crisp explosion on her body, and the large and small wounds on her body, as well as the broken arm, all recovered in an instant.

"Is this a ghost? This recovery ability is really terrifying!"

Zhuxiong swallowed involuntarily, but he was not frightened by the scene in front of him, but while observing the situation on the field, he quickly looked for a way to break through.

"brush!"

"Blood ghost art - the arrow of the red pattern!"

"Shhhhhh!"

"Handball—high-speed ball!"

The overwhelming red vector arrows and several handballs rushed towards Takeo again, but at this moment Takeo didn't take any defensive measures because he smelled his brother's scent.

But at this moment, the voice of his brother Tanjirou sounded behind him.

"Brother, sometimes you can't do it with your own strength, and sometimes you have to rely on our strength!"

Tanjiro picked up the Hinari sword stuck in the ground with one stride, and white mist spewed out from his nostrils.

"The breath of water in the complete set - the shape of land. Reverse the whirlpool!"

Facing the derivatives formed by the overwhelming blood ghost technique, Tanjiro immediately slashed with a stream of water from top to bottom, and his upper body drove the power around his waist to rotate greatly.

He himself turned into the center of the vortex, engulfing the handball and the vector red arrow in front of Takeo's eyes.

"Good weight!"

Tanjiro's blade became extremely heavy, Zhushamaru and Yawaha let out an exclamation, they were a little careless.

"The Breath of Water in the Complete Concentration——Type II. Hengshuiche Kai!"

Tanjiro's footsteps stopped suddenly, and the water ring formed by the huge water flow cut across Yawaha's neck.

"Water tuning cutting head!"

"Grumble!"

The twelve blue rosary beads on Yawaha's neck all rolled to the ground, and the aftermath of the powerful water flow knocked him to the ground.

"It's filthy, the ground is really filthy, you brat, go down there and make amends for me!"

Yawaha lay down on the ground and said angrily.

Tanjiro's heart skipped a beat, the arrow ghost's head was not cut off.

Fortunately, he blocked it with the rosary on his body.

"Brother, be careful with the rosary!"

Zhuxiong's face changed slightly, and he shouted hastily.

The twelve rosary beads rolled on the ground seemed to be alive at this moment, and they all shot towards Tanjirou.