Demon Slayer: Swordsmith, Ryujin Jakka scares everyone to tears

Under Xuan Mi's cover, the village chief and his partner managed to escape.

However, Xuan Mi was bitten by the slimy fish in front of him, and even the bones of his left arm were exposed.

Xuan Mi had no way to fight back... because, in addition to the fact that attacking the slimy fish would strengthen the jade pot, there was another reason... that is - after these slimy fish were split, they would emit venom.

During the chopping process just now, Xuan Mi had already felt the venom.

The venom made his body gradually numb, and in the end it might even make him stiff in place.

If there were only a few dozen slimy fish, it would be fine... but now we have to face tens of thousands of slimy fish!

If this goes on, in less than ten seconds, Xuan Mi will be gnawed to the point where there is nothing left!

At this moment, he must make a choice immediately.

Xuan Mi grabbed a slimy fish in front of him without hesitation and stuffed it into his mouth...

He possessed the art of eating ghosts, and after swallowing the products of ghosts, Xuan Mi's body would temporarily become the physique of a ghost.

The stronger the ghost eaten, the stronger Xuan Mi's regeneration ability will be.

Although���This kind of slimy fish is poisonous, but as long as Xuan Mi eats one, he will not be afraid of being bitten by ten thousand fish.

In this way, there is still a glimmer of hope to turn defeat into victory!

After the slimy fish entered his mouth, Xuan Mi's eyes began to turn black, and his broken arm began to gradually recover.

Xuan Mi endured the cramps in his stomach, inserted his Zanpakuto into the ground, and punched quickly with both fists.

In just ten seconds, his fists knocked down hundreds of slimy fish.

These slimy fish were only knocked unconscious, and did not bring any enhancement to Yu Hu.

Seeing this scene, Yu Hu was surprised.

Yu Hu:"Little guy, I didn't expect you to have this skill. Your actions reminded me of an old friend of mine...but you are so different from him."

Seeing more and more slimy fish falling to the ground, Yu Hu was not worried at all.

Yu Hu raised a porcelain pot in his hand, pointed it at Xuan Mi, and said:

"Although it surprised me, this behavior has nothing to do with art... The only thing that has some artistic elements is your eyes... Let me help you preserve this artistic moment!"

After saying that, the porcelain pot aimed at Xuan Mi was like a dam that had been opened, and a huge wave of water was instantly sprayed out.

"Blood Demon Art! Water Prison Bowl!"

Before Xuan Mi could pull out his Zanpakutō from the ground, his whole body was surrounded by the water waves.

This blue liquid only looks like water, but it is not water.

The density of the liquid is very high and it is very viscous.

Being trapped in it, all the joints of the body cannot be used.

This is a blood demon art for swordsmen. Inside, even breathing methods cannot be used.

The inside of the bowl is even more resilient and cannot be broken by swords and guns.

Being trapped in it is basically equivalent to announcing the failure of the battle.

Xuan Mi struggled for a long time, but there was no sign of being able to break free. Instead, all the strength in his body was about to be sucked dry.

This is... The strength of an upper-rank demon...

I didn't even have a chance to approach him, and the battle was over...

Not to mention, this upper-rank demon has a strengthening function that makes it stronger when injured!

At this moment, a feeling of despair surged into Xuan Mi's heart... His oxygen-deprived brain began to feel dizzy, and the cramping in his stomach seemed to become more and more obvious.

Just as Xuan Mi's eyelids became heavier and were about to close, a green wind blade passed through his brows...

The water hell bowl of the jade pot burst in an instant!

Xuan Mi fell heavily to the ground, and fresh air entered his lungs again.

Xuan Mi looked up and saw the figure in front of him clearly - Shimi!

"Brother..."

Shimi didn't turn back because of Xuanmi's call, because he still had to deal with the thousands of sticky fish in front of him.

Shimi raised the green sun blade in his hand, activated the breathing method, and the air around the two brothers began to dance.

Xuanmi:"Brother! These fish can't be killed! Killing that guy will make you stronger!"

Hearing Xuanya's warning, Shimi was also shocked.

Before this, he had never heard of an upper-rank demon having this ability...

Even the last upper-rank one Kokushibo didn't have this ability!

Facing Xuanya's reminder, he can't take it lightly.

Shimi gripped the hilt with one hand and the blade with the other, and pulled it suddenly.

The green Nichirin Sword instantly turned blood red...

This blood red is real blood, Shimi's own blood!

Faced with so many sticky fish and unable to kill them directly, Shimi can only use this trick...

His blood is a rare type of rare blood, which can make the demons who smell it drunk.

Although, this trick did not have much effect when dealing with upper-rank demons of Kokushibo's level.

But it is still no problem to deal with this group of small fish in front of him.

"Breath of the Wind! Form 4!"

"Rise up the sand and dust!"

Shimi lowered his body and swung his knife quickly at the school of fish. A huge shield-shaped wind blade formed in front of the two brothers.

This time the wind blade was different from the previous ones.

This time the wind blade was just slightly larger in range, but it was not sharp.

Shimi did this on purpose.

His main purpose was to use the breath of wind to spread the scent of his blood, not to kill these fish.

In front of the huge shield-shaped wind blade, countless sticky fish fell to the ground before they touched the wind blade.

Xuan Mi looked at his brother's back and felt a little warm in his heart.

Although his brother did not recognize him, he saved him in the most dangerous moment.

Xuan Mi half bent over, trying to recover his strength quickly.

He wanted to recover as soon as possible to help his brother deal with the upper string in front of him.

Although he believed in his brother ’s strength...

However, the upper rank in front of him is very difficult to deal with, and has been strengthened dozens of times by himself and Tesana Mori’s slashes...

Without knowing the strengthening rules of Muzan’s blood, Xuan Mi couldn’t imagine what kind of strength Yu Hu has now after being strengthened.

If he knew that Muzan’s violent blood...

Each strengthening is superimposed on the previous base... Each strengthening is geometrically multiplied...

Xuan Mi will definitely not let his brother stand in front of him, because, if he is not careful, he will die.

However, Shimi’s personality is completely different from Xuan Mi. Even if he knows that Yu Hu has been strengthened in this way, he will still attack decisively.

When all the sticky fish fell to the ground,

Shimi didn’t say a word, aimed at Yu Hu, and launched an offensive directly.

"Breath of the Wind! Type 1!"

"Dust whirlwind, slashing!"

Shimi rushed towards Yuhu with a green gust of wind.

Wherever the gust of wind passed, the rocks on the street were torn apart.

Seeing Shimi's momentum and the power of wind breathing, Yuhu's face showed excitement.

Yuhu:"Such a work of art is worth my effort!!"