Li finally activated his latent skill and followed the scent he smelled, walking directly to the suburbs outside the city...

If a ghost attacks in a crowd, it may be able to kill people, but it certainly cannot eat people. If it desperately starts to eat people in a crowd, the people around it will be affected by it anyway.

Now this ghost only left a little breath, and walked all the way to the suburbs, and Li Zhong followed all the way to the suburbs. Until Li Zhong came to a small forest not close to the city.

What surprised him was that this ghost didn't look weak...

I saw a middle-aged man with hands like steel, constantly fighting with people.

Several guys in black uniforms were beating up the middle-aged man. Each of them held a sword and launched a round of attacks on the middle-aged man, but they were unable to do anything to him!

When they slashed at the middle-aged man with their swords, the middle-aged man always caught the blade with his hand very accurately.

When the blade struck his skin, it was like cutting on steel. It could only send out a series of sparks, but it could not hurt him at all!

Although the middle-aged man was dealing with five or six people at the same time, he had no intention of falling into a disadvantage. He just relied on his hands and stood still, which was enough to deal with these five or six people!

There was a clanging sound, and the middle-aged man looked at the guys in black uniforms and couldn't help but smile with disdain and said: "What's wrong? This won't work? Didn't you guys say you want to behead them?"

Kill me? Why can't you even cut my skin now?"

Saying this, a panting boy couldn't help but swallow, holding a knife in both hands, but his eyes were looking at a man with a middle parted head not far away, and asked: "Murata, what should I do? When will reinforcements be sent?

Can you get there?"

The middle-aged man named Murata was also panting. It would be better to say that except for the middle-aged man who was besieged in the middle, everyone else was panting constantly.

The range of their movements just now was quite large, and a lot of their physical strength was consumed during the duel.

But the middle-aged man in front of him seemed not to be consumed at all... But of course, this middle-aged man was not an ordinary person at all. In other words, he was not a human being at all.

This middle-aged man is a ghost!

In the left eye of a middle-aged man, there are two words engraved on it - XII.

There are words in the pupils, which are symbols of the twelve ghost moons, and also the symbols of the twelve most powerful ghosts! The words in the pupils represent his ranking.

Part two!

After clearly seeing the font in the middle-aged man's eyes, Murata couldn't help but swallow, and large drops of sweat broke out from his forehead.

Facing the problem of his companions, Murata could only say with some despair: "It's useless...it's useless. As for Gui, it's useless no matter how many people come. Zhu and the others are too far away from here. It's not possible to meet them in a short while."

We can come here. In the final analysis, the Twelve Ghost Moons are simply not something we can compete with. The reason why we can survive so long is because this guy is just playing tricks on us."

Murata is a member of the Demon Slayer Corps with a rank of Kui. He is the lowest swordsman in the Demon Slayer Corps.

The first person to discover the second string was another swordsman. After discovering the ghost, he immediately started tracking it and notified several other companions who were around, and Murata was one of them.

The swordsman who discovered the second sword of the lower string just recognized that this middle-aged man was a ghost from his breath, and did not know that this middle-aged man had the level of the lower string!

And it’s the second-ranked second string among the strings!

So, a total of five or six of them came from all directions and finally arrived at this area...

Among the six people present, four swordsmen were Gui, and only Murata and the other swordsman were Ren.

Such a fighting force has no ability to resist at all when faced with an opponent.

Murata's words reached the ears of the middle-aged man. The second-stringed man couldn't help but look at Murata with admiration and said: "It seems that you are quite self-aware. I didn't plan to eat today, but since I was

It would be embarrassing if you found out..."

As he spoke, the man clasped his hands together and clapped his hands hard, and all the muscles in his body instantly squirmed and exploded. His height increased to two meters and two meters away. His muscles bulged and burst his clothes. His iron-gray skin looked like

Very strong! He originally looked like a middle-aged man, but at this moment his face has turned into that of a ferocious evil spirit!

While he was transforming, another Ren's swordsman activated his breathing technique and swordsmanship, rushed directly behind Xia Xian Er, and struck down Xia Xian Er's neck with a slash. The speed of this sneak attack was extremely fast.

This is the fastest speed in this swordsman's life!

There was a crisp sound...

The expected scene of cutting off the neck did not appear. A layer of iron-gray substance covered the lower part of the neck, causing the swordsman's sword to not cut in at all.

Xia Xian Zhi Er turned to look at the swordsman and laughed: "You don't really think you can break through my 'back', do you?"

"I gave you my back because I know that you guys can't cut off my neck with your weak knives! If you want to cut off my neck, you must at least be a pillar, right?"

As he said that, he casually swung his fist with the back of his fist and hit the swordsman on the side, knocking him away directly. The swordsman drew more than ten meters on the ground before he could stop.

...

"Takamoto!!" Murata exclaimed, watching his colleague being beaten out.

Takamoto held his waist in pain, and a broken sword was stuck on the ground beside him. Only less than ten centimeters of the Nichirin sword remained!

"Hmph, vulnerable." Xia Xianzhi Er snorted coldly, "I thought you guys from the Demon Slayer Squad could bring me a lot of fun, but it turned out to be just that."

The other swordsmen had already thought of retreating. After discovering the absolute difference in strength, they had no idea of ​​fighting! Especially after seeing the numbers in the second pupil of the second string, they started fighting and almost wanted to escape.

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Takamoto's fall became the trigger that triggered the fear in their hearts. The two Gui-level swordsmen simply ran away, exposing their backs to Xia Xian Er.

"Hey, I'm showing my back to you because my strength crushes you. But how dare you show your back to me?"

Xiexian Er opened the corners of his mouth ferociously, picked up two stones from the ground with both hands, swung them hard, and threw them at the two people. The stones shot out of the air like bullets and shot at the two people! The target was two

Human brain!

If hit, both of them will die suddenly on the spot!
Chapter completed!