Ghost Slayer: The Great Swordsman System at the beginning, our teacher follows the country

Looking at the two demons out of the corner of his eye, Tanjirou's thoughts refocused on the spine in front of him.

Right now, he has two choices.

One is to directly give up cutting off the spine, withdraw the knife, and defend against the attacks of the potter's wheel and diseased leaves.

But obviously, this scheme has certain risks.

Since the potter's wheel and diseased leaves choose to appear at this time, it is natural to have a certain degree of certainty.

In addition, they have been hiding in other places, so they will definitely not do impulsive things.

The second option is to give up defense and try to cut off the spine with all your strength.

Choose this option, the risk is the highest.

Facing the two Twelve Onizuki's oni defenseless, if one is not careful, Tanjiro will be killed instantly.

Breathing became quite short, and fine sweat broke out on Tanjirou's forehead.

"What should I do, how should I choose?"

A voice roared in his heart, and Tanjiro finally made his choice.

Gritting his teeth, he chose to cut off the spine!

Regardless of the potter's wheel and diseased leaves behind him, Tanjiro gathered all the strength in his body and swung down.

Faced with his behavior of wanting to change one for one, Nightmare couldn't understand at all.

How can a human being deserve to die with himself as a ghost?

At this time, for the first time, he was a little flustered.

"You two, kill this guy quickly!"

A piece of meat emerged from the ground, quickly forming the shape of a head.

Judging by that appearance, it was the nightmare from before.

With an anxious look on his face, Nightmare now desperately hopes that the potter's wheel and sick leaves can kill Tanjiro.

He originally wanted to kill Tanjiro alone, and get Wuyou's approval and reward.

But now it seems that I still need a little help from these two guys.

Although he was a little angry in his heart, the potter's wheel and sick leaf also knew that they were grasshoppers on the same line now.

Through the vision provided to them by Nightmare, the two of them also knew that Tanjirou was the target that Master Wuyou said.

At least, the three of them can maintain the same goal in terms of eliminating Tanjiro and gaining more powerful power.

A light flashed in the eyes, and the sick leaf reacted first.

The muscles on both legs agitated, as if infinite power was brewing inside.

As soon as the body fell to the ground, it was a little bit on the ground.

With the help of the force of the recoil, Sick Leaf's body turned into a streamer and rushed directly towards Tanjiro.

As one of the twelve ghost moons, the third of the lower strings, the blood ghost technique possessed by Biaoye is not very strong.

Even, many ghosts have similar abilities.

"speed"

The blood ghost technique possessed by Sick Leaf is simply speed.

But being able to become one of the twelve ghost moons with such an ordinary ability, his speed is naturally not like other ghosts.

As long as he wants, within a certain period of time, Sick Leaf can even increase his speed to a level close to that of sound.

But now, although he has not increased to the limit speed, he is still very terrifying.

With a low growl, the accelerated sick leaf stretched out his right palm.

Five sharp claws popped out from it, reflecting the cold light.

"die!"

Stretching forward, he swung hard towards Tanjirou's neck.

Extreme speed and sharp claws, this is the secret of Sick Leaf's victory.

Seeing the attack of the diseased leaf, the potter's wheel breathed a sigh of relief.

It takes a little time for his vampire technique to activate, and it is not ready to use at any time like Sick Leaf.

"Since the sick leaf has made a move, then this kid should be dead."

While thinking this way, the potter's wheel looked at the secretary.

In his opinion, the only variable that could change is the secretary.

It's not just Nightmare, he and Sick Ye also can't see through the secretary.

"When the diseased leaf attacks, I will keep an eye on this guy."

The eyes were fixed, and the eyes of the potter's wheel towards the Secretary became even colder.

However, just when he was about to stare at the secretary, the other party's figure suddenly disappeared.

"?!"

Seeing the secretary suddenly disappear, the potter's wheel subconsciously called out.

"Where did that guy go?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an idea appeared in his mind.

A trace of cold sweat appeared on his face, causing the pupils of the potter's wheel to shrink.

Turning his head, he yelled at Sick Ye.

'Be careful, that guy is looking for you! '

"what?!"

Hearing the sound of the potter's wheel, Sick Ye also looked towards him.

But it was not the pulley that first entered his field of vision.

A slightly familiar figure appeared in front of him.

"This guy, as I remember, is called Secretary?"

Just as this thought came into his mind, a black shadow appeared in front of him.

"Want to attack me?"

As one of the Twelve Ghost Moons, Sick Ye has experienced many battles.

Faced with the idea of ​​human beings wanting to get close and attack him, I have experienced it several times.

Knowing that the secretary wanted to hit his face with his fist, a sneer appeared on Bing Ye's face.

The other party's idea is good, but there is a problem.

How can the physical strength of human beings be compared with oneself.

The outstretched right palm did not retract, but Sick Ye just stretched out his free left palm and blasted at the secretary.

The sharp claws also popped out, grabbing at his heart.

Under the blessing of his own speed, his left palm blasted out like a jet of bullets.

The sneer on his face was even worse, and Biao Ye seemed to be able to see the secretary's chest being pierced by himself.

In the previous battles, several ghost hunters were killed by him in this way.

The faces were full of doubts, and after looking at their own faces, these ghost hunters would look down at their chests.

Watching the spurt of blood, the ghost hunter finally opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

On the other hand, he would smile evilly, and then hold the other person's heart in front of him.

In the end, in front of the opponent, he squeezed it hard.

Seeing the other party's face gradually disappearing with vitality and despair, Bing Ye felt his blood was boiling.

Facing the sneer on Sick Ye's face, Secretary Secretary didn't have the slightest wave of emotion on his face.

Just as the other party thought, how can the physical fitness of human beings be compared with ghosts.

Of course, it refers to ordinary human beings.

And his secretary is not an ordinary human being.

A second later, his fist collided with the sick leaf's paw.