Human accounts are forced to reach max level

"...Stop joking, you are not my elder."

Tokitoru Muichiro took his eyes away from the dirty palm, looked directly at the enemy in front of him, and suddenly chuckled for some reason.

A smile that comes from the heart, is absolutely beautiful, and will captivate a country.

"Brother Gafan is the one."

This scene even made the Oni Swordsman who had lived from the Warring States Period to the present moment stunned for a moment.

"Who is that?"

Hei Shimo frowned in confusion.

Because his Master Wumei did not share anyone's relevant information and memory with him, he only felt confused for a while after hearing this strange name.

"...Forget it, let's make you incapacitated first."

Put this little episode behind you.

Black Death Mou raised his ghost blade casually, and was about to swing it down to chop off the limbs of his descendant.

And that's at this moment.

In the past hundreds of years, ever since he had personally faced a certain supreme swordsman who had slaughtered all ghosts and died, this was the second time that the thrilling feeling of life-and-death crisis had enveloped him so clearly.

above!

Obedient to his instinctive warning, Hei Shimo suddenly raised his head and met a pair of dead fish eyes. He saw the terrifying figure hiding in the darkness of Hades, and...

A long knife has been cut in front of him and is about to take away his life!

"Chang!!!!!!"

The sound of extremely violent metal collision echoed.

Above the ruins, dust rose all over the sky, accompanied by a huge roar as the ground sunk and shattered.

There was even a crack that seemed to split the earth, spreading out from the dust that obscured the view, stretching for nearly a hundred meters!

At this time, an object suddenly spun out of mid-air at high speed, and finally plunged into a pile of rubble somewhere.

That's a half-cut knife.

It was covered with eyes that had lost their vitality.

"......sharp."

A hoarse voice came out from the dusty sky, with a hint of astonishment.

And as a sudden gust of wind blew away all the dust from the sight, what was revealed were two figures locked in a stalemate.

A sloppy man holding a sword and pressing down hard, and an evil ghost holding the black scabbard with both hands to resist the blow.

"Human, I know you. Tongmo and Yiwozu were defeated by you, right?"

Hei Shimo stared at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him.

His body's instinct told him that he had encountered a truly powerful enemy.

"When you killed them, you didn't even use the Nichirin Sword... This is simply unbelievable."

"So much nonsense."

Yami Jiedai, who had killed nearly a thousand evil spirits along the way, looked very gloomy and scary.

At this time, his eyes did not stay on the other party.

Instead, he stared at the dark scabbard in the opponent's hand and the half-drawn dark red blade.

There are ancient characters engraved on it. This is a sword brought back from another world by a supreme swordsman hundreds of years ago——

"Buddha Killing".

Chapter 237: Beyond the Limit

Under night.

A burly figure was retreating rapidly.

Then he was directly chased by another ghostly figure, holding up the red magic sword in his hand.

Cut it off suddenly!

Then it was blocked by another pitch-black blade that condensed dark magic energy to the limit.

"'Dark Tangle·Black Blade'."

Yami Jiedai gritted his teeth, stamped his heels on the ground, stopped his retreat, and then took the initiative to step forward and slash with his sword with all his strength.

Ignorance kills!

The huge jet-black sword light tore open the earth, but was completely offset by the violent wind blade caused by the giant full moon-shaped slash.

But in the end, the enemy was temporarily forced back.

"Hey, hey, what's going on with your knife?!"

Ignoring the stab wound on his left shoulder, Yami Suke looked at the ancient long knife in the evil ghost's hand with a solemn face.

There is something wrong with this red knife.

This can no longer be explained by being forged by a famous craftsman or created by magic.

If the "darkness" attached to the blade in his hand had not been condensed to the extreme in advance, his sword would have been broken the first time he cut it.

Even so, after just a few cuts, the Nichirin Sword, which was forged with the help of the village chief of the sword-forging village who represents the most skilled craftsman today, already had a lot of gaps.

It is only a matter of time before it is completely scrapped.

"Yes...I don't know what is going on with this knife that goes against the common sense of the world."

Faced with this problem, Hei Shimo was silent for a long time, but for the first time, his calm eyes showed unspeakable complexity and bitterness.

This knife is not his.

This is the saber that belongs to the younger brother who has been hated by him all his life.

No one or ghost can use it except for the late Tsukikuni Enichi.

Even Master Wuxian couldn't hold the bronze handle of the knife, otherwise his arm would be irresistibly destroyed by the hell flames that appeared out of thin air.

And now that he can temporarily unsheath the sword, he relies on his blood relationship with that person, otherwise...

He is simply not qualified as a swordsman.

Now gifted by the world and strengthened to the level of an artifact, the "Buddha Killer" has been drained of energy for hundreds of years, and its internal power has been temporarily exhausted.

But even so, just because of its unparalleled and completely unreasonable sharpness in this world, after being held by Black Death Mou, it can still be invincible in the world.

To put it simply, if there is no absolute control of the "blood curse".

Heishimou can even directly kill Demon Dance Tsuji Mukai now.

"I don't deserve to hold it, I'm just borrowing it temporarily, and if I could... I wouldn't even use it."

The Oni Swordsman slowly stepped forward.

He was moving towards the man who had a sloppy image, but could bring something similar to the man who gave him a strong sense of crisis.

"But, I think you are qualified to be beheaded by it. After a fight to the death, it will behead you with blood on it."

The footsteps of Hei Death Mou became heavier and heavier.

Even under the somewhat astonished gaze of Yami Jiedai, his body size was still slowly rising, accompanied by the roar of his dead heart like a war drum, and a pair of slender black horns growing out of his forehead.

What even the dead Shangxian didn't know was that Hei Shimo had once received a gift of blood from the ancestor of ghosts regardless of consumption, until it reached the true limit that he could bear.

And this is just for one try.

Trying to secretly imitate the second-stage ultimate technology that they had seen, created by Enichi Tsukuni on the basis of the pattern in another world——

"Flare".

And Hei Shimo finally succeeded after a hundred years of trying.

Just like the abridged version of Breath of the Sun and Breath of the Moon, he secretly learned and developed a new technology that is specious, has strong side effects, and can fully improve physical fitness to the maximum extent——

"Moon eclipse".

Suddenly, the drum-like heartbeat fell silent, and the heavy footsteps disappeared.

Hei Shimo, who had completely changed his appearance, was wearing the armor of a warrior from the Warring States period, and his face was covered by a Shura mask that was distorted from his own flesh and blood. He stared hard at the expressionless burly man in front of him.

He raised the unparalleled sharp blade in his hand high.

"Come on, strong man... let's fight to the death!"

Crazy killing intent permeated the air, and the cold, invisible sword energy was scraping people's skin.

And what is Yami Jedai's response to this?

It was the dark blade that had cut through the cracks in space and was wielded silently.

"'Dark Magic·Dark Entanglement·Dimensional Slash'."

In an instant.

The space is misaligned.

The armor transformed from flesh and blood was instantly split open, slashing through the flesh and blood body that was harder than diamond, all the way down, and finally even split an abyss-like ravine on the ground, extending along a straight line to A hundred meters away from the end of the ruins.

The blade of Hades cuts everything.

"...Trouble."

Silently maintaining the posture of wielding the sword, Yami Jiedai silently felt the blood-stained figure that he had just slashed a hundred meters away. Although it became a little weaker, it had no intention of dying at all.

So why are the enemies here so durable?

That was already the strongest move he had mastered now. Even the "Three Demonic Eyes" that was about to self-destruct was finally killed by him with this move.

"Oh, this kind of person with unreasonable self-healing ability is really troublesome... It seems that I have to fight for my life after a long time."

Yami Jiedai breathed out slowly.

But he didn't take advantage of the victory and pursue him. Instead, he suddenly raised his left hand and grabbed a guy who was so fast that afterimages appeared.

But just when he wanted to crush the opponent's skull directly, his movement suddenly stopped in shock.

Because, the other party is Kamado Tanjiro.

"...Boy, what's going on with you now?"

Yami Jiedai silently looked at the new arm that had grown out of the place where the broken arm had been, as well as the scarlet vertical pupils, beast-like fangs, and...

A pale whiptail composed of vertebrae grows from the lower back.

This is no longer what humans should be like.

"You turned into a ghost?"

Ye Jianjie frowned, but the strength in his hands subconsciously relaxed.

Then the bone whip tail stabbed in front of him like a poisonous scorpion preying on prey, but stopped dead at the last moment.

"Ye, Ye Jian Commander..."

The unstoppable saliva flowed down the corner of his mouth, and his gentle eyes in the past were now filled with an appetite that could drive people crazy.

He wants to eat meat.

Human flesh.

"Quickly, kill me quickly..."

Kamado Tanjiro's hands were shaking, and the half of the demon blade that was inserted into his chest and was about to take away his life disappeared.

Because it has been integrated into his blood.

He turned into a ghost.

"Quick, quick!!! I can't control myself anymore!"

The snarling roar revealed determination, causing the sloppy man to fall silent slightly.

But he didn't swing the knife in his hand, instead he threw the opponent behind him casually.