Ghost Slayer Blacksmith's Self-Cultivation

Takexiong exhausted his last bit of strength, and the twin axes slashed towards the long-haired young ghost at an incredible speed.

The long-haired young ghost smiled playfully, "The last blow, what a big breath! Watch it! Let you feel what despair is!"

He had already noticed that the young man in front of him was just holding his breath, all ten sharp claws popped out between the fingers of his palm, and the sharp claws faced Takexiong's hand axe.

"Clang! Clang! Crack! Crack!"

The long-haired young ghost put away his playful smile, and his face gradually turned pale. He only felt his sharp claws snap off inch by inch, and in the next second, his two arms were cut off in unison.

"Impossible! How could I lose to an ordinary kid, but I have already eaten almost fifty human ghosts!"

The voice of the long-haired young ghost was full of unwillingness, and his strong obsession made his body recover in an instant, but at this moment, when he looked at the young man in front of him, he felt an invisible sense of frustration in his heart.

The young man in front of him didn't have any expression, just like a stone slab, layers of gold and silver phantoms appeared around his body, and the two gold and silver handle axes intertwined back and forth, as if hacking at the long-haired young ghost from all directions.

He already had the intention to retreat, but under the rapid slashing, a vacuum zone was formed here, and he was firmly fixed here, unable to move an inch.

panic!helpless!Howling!The long-haired young ghost once again experienced the complex emotions of being a human being, and he faintly felt that his recovery speed could no longer keep up with the speed of the boy's slashing.

The boy's entire arm was too close to be captured by the naked eye. It felt like a ruthless fully automatic 'shaving ice machine', slashing at the long-haired young ghost in front of him crazily, instantly unstoppable.

The long-haired young ghost only felt that his body was blown by a strong wind, his skin was stinging unbearably as if being cut by countless iron blades, and his whole body was covered with large and small white marks.

"How is it possible! This is unscientific! You are not human!"

The long-haired young ghost screamed and collapsed on the ground, and the next second his body exploded like a balloon filled with water.

"Oh!"

A thick blood mist erupted from the long-haired young ghost's body, and then spread, and the whole area was filled with a stench, making people sick.

Takexiong looked at the long-haired young ghost with a dull expression, and there was no smile on his face.

His arms drooped completely, and he seemed to be numb to the point of losing consciousness. The feeling of dizziness and loss of strength made him not know where he was.

"Crench!"

Zhuxiong fell into a pool of blood, and he could still faintly hear the 'creaking' sound of the long-haired young ghost grinding his teeth, but the tense nerves were slightly touched again in the next second.

"Accident, it's just an accident. Didn't you expect ordinary humans to have such a strong fighting power?"

The long-haired young ghost stood in front of Zhuxiong, and beside him was an identical self.

And the long-haired young ghost was still holding the bartender Taro in his hand, looking at the half-dead Takeo jokingly.

He raised his foot high, and stomped hard on the half-dead Zhuxiong who was lying on the spot, and there was a crisp bone cracking sound from his toes.

Zhuxiong, who was still in a coma, let out a scream. He wanted to stand up and fight back, but his physical fitness had already reached its limit, and the hammer blow just now was no less than his own blow with all his strength.

"Little ghost, your life is really tough, I can't wait to taste your flesh and blood!"

The long-haired young ghost stretched out his hand to grab the boy in front of him, but the next moment his entire arm fell to the side, and the wound spurted out stinky blood, and he froze in place for a while.

"Breath of the Moon—One Shape·Dark Moon!"

A beautiful figure appeared from under the moonlight, her face was full of anxiety, she held a bamboo knife in her hand, faced the long-haired young ghost in front of her, and protected the fallen Zhuxiong behind her.

"Crunch! I like to eat a little girl with thin skin and tender meat like you the most. It's delicious to eat while it's hot!"

The eyes of the long-haired young ghost were red. He was really shocked by the blow just now, but the weapon in her hand did not seem to be a solar knife that could injure ghosts. Judging by her somewhat disordered breathing rate, it seemed At most, he was just a trainee member of the Ghost Killing Squad.

The long-haired young ghost licked his lips, showing a look of hunger and thirst, but this time he didn't dare to take it lightly, and used his own blood ghost technique when he came up.

The sharp claws on the left palm pierced hard into the palm of his right hand, the long-haired young ghost snorted coldly in pain, the blood condensed in his palm, and then bent down and smashed to the ground.

"Blood Ghost Art - Hell of the Witch Swamp!"

All of a sudden, the whole ground began to collapse, and the soft and rotten swamp mud swallowed up the ground completely. Mai Chuansumi watched her body sinking little by little, but at this moment she was calmer than others.

I haven't become an official member of the ghost killing team, and I haven't killed my mother's evil ghost with my own hands, so how could I stop here.

Chuansumi Mai looks soft on the outside, but her heart is extremely resolute, she is stronger than any boy, and she works hard every night under the moonlight to swing the knife, just to make herself stronger than others.

She looked at a towering tree next to her, clenched the bamboo knife tightly in her hand, and then raised the crescent sword again with a tricky arc.

"Breath of the Moon—One Shape·Dark Moon (Change)!"

The long-haired young ghost in the distance looked at the flustered look of the girl, and couldn't help cursing himself for being too cautious. The power of the blood ghost technique is related to the number of people the ghost usually eats, and every time it is activated, it will consume the savings In the power of its own flesh and blood.

However, when he saw that the girl even slashed in the wrong direction with the knife, he couldn't help but sneered a little. It really was because he was too sensitive.

"Really! That's not necessarily the case!"

The corner of Mai Kawasumi's mouth showed a winning smile, and that sweet face was an absolute recognition of her own strength (weapon).

Bamboo Knife Engraving (Lake Toya) Passive Skill: Everything can be cut!
——The Carver (Kaomen Takeo)

A towering tree as thick as several hundred people was chopped down, and the whole large log was like a bridge uprooted from the swamp, just connecting to the position where the long-haired young ghost was.

Kawasumi Mai stepped on the log floating on the swamp, and rushed towards the long-haired young ghost like a dragonfly on the water.

"Impossible, even if it is the pillar in the Ghost Killing Squad, it is impossible to cut it from such a long distance!"

The long-haired young ghost's hair was scattered, and he lost his position for a while. This is also a shortcoming of the long-haired young ghost. Although he can be copied into three clones, each has a different personality, respectively (arrogant/ timid/cautious).