Demon Slayer: The Undead Swordsman of Thunder

"Tsk!"

"Asshole, go to hell!"

The fighting spirit of Fushigawa Shiya became more and more condensed, his eyes were wide open, and he wanted to tear the ghost in front of him into pieces immediately.

If it weren't for the potion given by Zhen, Kuang Jin would have died. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

Raising his hand, Breath of Wind·Type 1·Dust Whirlwind·Slash was launched, and Shiya rushed towards the direction of Guhuo Bird at a speed invisible to the naked eye. Wherever he passed, a hurricane formed, and sand and stones flew everywhere.

The moment he got close to Guhuo Bird, Type 2 was activated, and five sharp claw-like blade winds fell, but the opponent also took Shiya's attack.

Before the smile on its face took shape, its body retreated at a high speed. Shiya was like a high-speed train, knocking Guhuo Bird out dozens of meters away.

"Boom boom boom..."

Accompanied by loud noises, the buildings in the ancient house began to collapse. In the blink of an eye, the main house of the ancient house was completely destroyed and turned into a ruin.

The broken walls were scattered everywhere, as if they were toys crushed by a giant, and the dust was flying, covering the sky and the sun.

Guhuo Niao and Shi Mi stood up from the ruins together. Although no substantial damage was caused, Shi Mi's goal was achieved.

His goal was to keep the battlefield away from Kuang Jin so that he could give it a try.

"Ah, hey!"

Guhuo Niao covered her mouth with a red face, with a smile in her eyes. She really liked Shi Mi too much.

"Good boy, come to your mother's belly!"

Shi Mi showed a disdainful smile, and he spit on the ground without hesitation.

Then, he waved the long sword in his hand and rushed forward with a fierce momentum. The fighting spirit on his body became stronger and stronger, and the dark green light was like a burning flame, constantly jumping and flickering.

Breath of the Wind·Seventh Type·Strong Wind·Tengu Wind, more than a dozen tornado-shaped spiral wind blades were like a Tengu with a bloody mouth, biting at the Guhuo Bird frantically.

A gentle laugh echoed like a ghostly voice between the wind blades full of destructive breath, the Guhuo Bird had a mouth full of fangs, and its whole body was filled with a pink incense.

It was no longer playing around but going all out, and the blade winds were crushed by the Guhuo Bird. In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color.

The space of the ancient house was divided into two, half of which was a turbulent dark green wind, and the other half was a pink gas with a strange fragrance.

The sword light and fist shadow, in addition to the assistance of incense, the body of the Guhuo Bird was terribly strong.

It is one of the lower strings closest to the upper strings so far.

Just a few minutes later, a pit several meters deep formed where the two fought, and Shimi was covered with wounds, some of which even showed bones.

Guhuo Bird lost an arm, and half of its head turned into a pile of rotten meat. Originally, these injuries were not a problem with its recovery ability, but it could not withstand the constant destruction.

Both the man and the ghost acquiesced to each other's breathing, and were ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

The pit was full of blood, most of which was Shimi's blood, and as time went by, the blood would evaporate.

"What, you are so willful!"

"Let your mother hug you!"

The face of Guhuo Bird returned to normal, and under its beautiful face was the iconic motherly smile. It opened its arms to Shimi.

"Are you sick?"

"If you want to go crazy, go crazy in hell!"

"Damn it!"

Shimi's face was ashen, and he cursed loudly, his veins bulging. He didn't understand why this dead pervert always regarded himself as a mother.

It didn't deserve the word mother at all. It was a world away from his mother.

After a short intermission, the seriously injured Shimi once again burst out with a strong aura.

Breath of Wind·Eighth Form·First Fierce Wind Slash was activated, and he rushed towards Guhuo Bird with the force of a gust of wind. The fast-flowing wind accelerated the evaporation of blood, and a touch of red appeared in the dark green wind.

Before the opponent could react, Shimi had already passed its body, followed by a full-strength slash with a rapid rotation.

The half-moon-shaped blade wind headed for Guhuo Bird's neck. Although it blocked it in time, half of its neck was still cut off.

"Ah, what?" It quickly distanced itself from Shimi, because it was impossible for it to avoid the move just now. It was not that the child became stronger, but that it became weaker.

That's right, this is Shimi's strength. The more injured he is, the more blood he loses will be absorbed by the ghost, because eating people is their instinct, and the thin blood makes it impossible for them to control this instinct.

At this moment, Guhuo Bird's pale cheeks have two more drunken blushes.

Shiya was just extremely angry, not losing his mind. He was the most talented wind-breathing swordsman.

With his roar, a strong fighting spirit burst out from his body again, and the dark greenThe beam of light illuminated the entire ancient house.

The powerful blade wind overflowed from the Sun Wheel Sword, and the blade wind whistled, forming a green whirlwind that swept everything around, and a hurricane as high as five meters was formed.

The hurricane moved with Shimi, and the broken buildings turned into dust, and even the ground was deeply cut.

Guhuo Bird also rushed towards Shimi at a high speed, and its bloodthirsty instincts awakened.

At the moment when the man and the ghost were about to fight, Shimi jumped up, and he fell like a dark green meteor, holding a long wind tail.

Breath of the Wind·Ninth Type·Weituo Tiantai Wind was activated, carrying a large amount of Shimi's blood.

Guhuo Bird had a trance for a few seconds, but it was enough to change the outcome of a battle.

With a muffled sound, Guhuo Bird's head fell to the ground, and blood gushed out from her neck, splashing a blood mist.

The Sun Blade in Shimi's hand drew a full arc moon in the night sky, and with a fierce killing intent, he cut off the neck of the bird.

Its body fell to the ground with a bang, but its head still maintained that hypocritical, kind smile, as if it didn't care about its own death.

Shimi looked at the corpse on the ground and the smiling head, and an inexplicable disgust surged in his heart.

He kicked the body of the bird down with one foot and watched it slowly turn into ashes.

Fuzugawa Shimi successfully beheaded one of the lower strings, the wind pillar of the Demon Slayer Corps, and went online.

He climbed out of the big pit with his wounded body and moved little by little to Kuang Jin.

The blood on Kuang Jin's body had coagulated, and he lay there like a dead body.

Shimi's heart skipped a beat, and he hurried over to feel his breath, and then laughed out loud.

"Kuang Jin, you are still very tenacious!"

"Hahaha!"

Shimi fell down exhausted, and his crow went down the mountain to inform the hidden team that had been on standby for a long time.

...

"Good news, great news!"

"My master, Fuzugawa Shimi killed one of the lower rank!"

As soon as Shuanglai flew into the headquarters, he began to proudly report his master's achievements.

Just as it was about to fly into the lord's residence, another companion flew towards it.

That was the crow named Yan.

And Yan was the liaison officer exclusively for Kocho Shinobu.