Ghost Slayer: A swordsman with pupil technique who plays Tai Chi

Tanjiro and Inosuke moved at great speed, and the two shuttled through the dense jungle, but the direction of the wind remained the same, and Tanjiro still could not determine the location of the other.

Inosuke stopped Tanjiro, he crouched down without saying a word, and then a colorless fighting aura spread around like a ripple.

Beast breath, Qi's type, spatial perception.

Inosuke's eyes were closed, but the terrain around him was extremely clear in his mind, and it didn't take long for him to discover the location of the mastermind behind the scenes.

With only a bush separated by Mother Spider and them, Inosuke lifted Tanjiro and threw him out with force.

"Huh! Huh! Huh?! Tanjiro shouted suspiciously.

When he reacted, he was greeted by a panicked Mother Spider.

Tanjiro finally reacted, he decisively pulled out his knife, took a deep breath, and the breath of water was activated.

The Mother of Spiders stared blankly at Tanjiro who descended from the sky, everything happened too suddenly, or maybe those swordsmen were too strong.

All his means were vulnerable in front of those swordsmen, and even his position was exposed.

The past flashes like a movie, but it is all memories of being tired or taught by the father of spiders.

The past was unbearable to look back, and the mother of spiders laughed with relief, it was a smile that was finally relieved.

It is better to die than to live in this false family!

Under Tanjiro's shocked gaze, Mother Spider opened her arms, but she gave up resistance in the face of the threat of death.

So sad, so calm!

Tanjiro was stunned for a moment, the taste of sadness even masking the smell of ghosts.

He had never felt the emotion of calm in the body of a dying ghost, and there was no doubt that the other party accepted death.

Without any hesitation, Tanjiro used the overlooked sword technique in Mizuno's breath.

It was the gentlest sword, a sword technique that a ghost hunter could not wield against a mortal enemy, a ghost, and this sword had never been swung since the breath of water was born.

The breath of water, the type of Wu, the mercy of the dry sky.

Tanjiro gently skimmed over the body of the Spider Mother, and the sword technique like spring rain fell, and before he knew it, the Spider Mother was beheaded.

Such a gentle person, a feeling that has never been felt.

So warm!

Mother Spider hadn't felt this way for a long time, and suddenly endless memories flooded into her mind, which were memories of her time as a human.

At that time, she would cry and laugh, have human joys and sorrows, and have a happy family.

Before disappearing, Mother Spider left the last of her gentle smile to Tanjiro.

She looked at Tanjiro and said softly, "Thank you, you better get out of here quickly!"

"There are two twelve ghost moons in the mountains!"

The mother of spiders died with memories of the human period, Tanjiro slowly got up, he was still in shock, two twelve ghost moons?

After a few seconds, Tanjiro gripped the Nikkawa knife tightly in his hand, unable to flinch, even if it was a hundred, he would kill them all.

Inosuke and Zenyi also caught up, and Tanjiro calmed down and reported the results with a smile, it was because of the help of the two of them that he was able to kill the evil spirit.

Suddenly, an even stronger stench hit, and Tanjiro covered his nose and coughed from a distance.

He pointed to the woods not far away and said, "There are ghosts, most likely it is the Twelve Ghost Moon!"

Inosuke was silent for a moment, and then jumped to the ground, and he shouted: "Hahaha, the opportunity for Uncle Ben to become a pillar has come!"

"Rush with me, little brothers!"

"Pigs rush forward!"

Inosuke rushed in the direction Tanjiro was pointing, followed by Zenyi and Tanjiro.

There is no turning back from the bow, since he has chosen to enter the mountain, he must be ready to die.

The hazy crescent moon emerged from the thin clouds like cicada wings, and the silver brilliance passed through the layers of branches and leaves, scattering the ground like broken silver.

Boom!

The crisp sound of flowing water accompanied by the rustling of the wind, the Tonggu war rabbit walked through the forest.

The tired breath finally disappeared under a waterfall, which seemed to be the source of the stream.

In the distance, you can hear the sound of rapids hitting the rocks.

Kiriya War Rabbit frowned, his expression instantly became serious, he immediately pulled out the double knife at his waist, maybe one step slower would die.

On the moonlit waterfall stands a tall young man wearing a purple snake-print kimono with black patches and a black horse hakama.

The left forehead and right side of the neck are covered with red symmetrical markings, and the high crimson ponytail moves with the wind.

Damn, how did this guy come.

The Tongu War Rabbit is extremely bitter in his heart, and it seems that the guy with six eyes is the one on the winding-Black Death Mou.

Tonggu War Rabbit said indifferently: "Hey! Lord One is waiting for me! "

The Tonggu war rabbit is as stable as an old dog on the surface, but in fact, he is panicked.

Black Death Mou slowly pulled out the crying god on his waist, this is his Nikkawa knife, this knife is made of Black Death Mou's blood and bones, even if it is broken, it can be regenerated in an instant.

At the same time, the blades, handles, and hammers of the swords that wept in vain were covered with eyeballs.

At the same time, he himself also opened the markings, penetrating the realm, and his sword skills have been honed for hundreds of years.

Black Death Mou said expressionlessly, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, silver-haired swordsman!" A

hint of surprise suddenly flashed in the six deep eyes of the Black Death Mou, he never expected that after a hundred years, another swordsman would reach that realm.

And he is still a twenty-year-old young man, and this talent is a real genius even hundreds of years ago, even surpassing himself.

"I don't want to meet you at all!" The Kiriya War Rabbit showed a bitter melon face.

Black Death Mou pointed at the Tongyu War Rabbit with a false crying look, and he said extremely seriously: "Silver-haired swordsman, do you want to worship me as a teacher!"

"With your talent, if you become a ghost, you may be able to surpass that man in kendo!"

Black Death Mou has been looking for a guy who can replace that man, after all, that man is no longer there, and whether he wins or loses, he wants to find a guy who can confront him in swordsmanship.

Kiriya War Rabbit said without thinking: "I refuse!"

Black Death Mou sighed lightly, he didn't really want to kill such a genius, a genius whose talent was closest to his younger brother like a god in hundreds of years.

But Black Death Mou has his own arrogance, and he who could have sneaked up on the Kiriya War Rabbit has been quietly waiting for the other party, and he has let them go of the insects that could have been killed with a slight wave of the knife.

It's all about being able to fight with dignity.

Black Death Mou has not experienced the thrill of fighting for hundreds of years, and sometimes how lonely it is to be invincible.

Black Death Mou jumped from a waterfall more than twenty meters high with a jump, and he didn't even stir up a splash, which even the most powerful diving champion could not do.