Ghost Slayer Blacksmith's Self-Cultivation

"Zhushawan, it seems that your handball has some problems, do you want me to help you!"

On the side, Yawaha quietly covered half of his face with one shoulder, as if he didn't want the smoke and dust in the distance to splash on his face, and said seriously.

"Hmph! Yawahata, I haven't figured out how to kill Na, so I want to have fun with them!"

"Ring bell bell!"

With crisp bells, two handballs flew towards Zhu Shawan's palm from the ruined house in the distance, and her face showed a playful look, as if she had found a rare toy.

In the distance, a red eyeball-shaped charm fell to the ground with the wind. Zhu Shawan patted the handball and looked at the house where the smoke was gradually clearing.

"Sure enough, it's exactly what Yawaha said. It's really exciting to see such a building appear in a strange cemetery forest!"

"Hmm! It seems to use the blood ghost technique that can hide things cleverly. It's strange! The ghost hunter is with ghosts, what's going on!"

Yawaha held his forehead with one hand, and the blood vessels on his face bulged.

Although he closed his eyes tightly, the eyeballs in the palm of his palm had already seen everything in the distance, and he could see everything clearly.

"Heh heh heh, hahaha! Isn't that more interesting!"

Zhu Shawan showed a satisfied look on his face, but Yawaha beside him obviously didn't think so and instead spoke with a bit of sneer.

"Zhu Shawan, you always make people wonder whether to say you are childish or assertive. Take a good look. When you threw the ball just now, you stained my cuff again!"

Yabaha stretched out a hand, palm facing Zhushawan, and the green eyeballs kept turning, as if accusing Zhushawan of all kinds of barbaric acts.

"You're so talkative, and your clothes aren't dirty at all, you're really nervous, Yawaha, why bother so much, the important thing is to have fun!"

Zhu Shawan said disapprovingly, a handball appeared out of thin air in each of her two hands, and threw them viciously towards the distant room.

"Boom!"

The wooden door outside the house was smashed with a large hole, and Tanjiro and his party inside the house also saw the whole picture of the ghost clearly at this time.

She has short fluffy hair, but the tail of her hair is red in color, and her yellow pupils are erect, full of excitement.

Tanjiro was startled at this moment, the handball thrown from the hand of the evil ghost in front of him had such great power, it destroyed the house like this in just a few hits.

On the other side, Yushiro had sharp eyes and muttered in his mouth, he couldn't help but suspect that the evil spirit in front of him might be one of Kimai Tsuji's subordinates, but he was able to see through his illusion, probably it was him The trick made by the evil ghost next to him.

"Boom!"

Zhu Shamaru hit the handball hard on the ground this time, and with the help of amazing elasticity, it bounced several meters high, and along the z-axis curved path, it rushed straight to Tanjiro's hut.

Two handballs were rampaging in the house, wantonly destroying everything in the house, and the whole house was in danger of collapsing at any time.

"Master Zhu Shi, be careful!"

Yushiro was startled when he saw the handball rushing towards him, but the handball rushed towards the eaves quickly, brushed past his head, and then fell straight down, seeing that the handball's path of action was about to hit Zhu Shi's pretty face above.

"bell!"

The handball suddenly stopped in mid-air, instead of continuing to fall, he turned back along the road and rushed directly to Yushiro's head.

"Boom—boom!"

The handball directly exploded in the air, turning into scattered fragments and disappearing. Obviously, this handball was also part of the female ghost's illusion using the vampire technique.

"Thank you!"

Yushiro's face was covered with cold sweat, and he sat down on the ground, with a black and transparent sledgehammer firmly blocking him.

"I'm sorry everyone, I'm a little late online, but fortunately I caught up!"

Zhuxiong held the Wujin sledgehammer with one hand, with a simple and honest smile on his face.

He looked at Yushiro who was already dazed with fright. If his sledgehammer hadn't been shot in time, the current Yushiro would have been headshot by the handball ghost.

But of course he also has his own selfish intentions, he doesn't want to see Yushirou headshot directly, blood spattering all over his body as soon as he wakes up.

"Zhuxiong, your injuries have recovered!"

Tanjiro looked at Takeo standing in front of him in disbelief. The most incredible thing was that the fracture of his left leg and the knife wound on his right leg had completely healed. I have to say that this is really a medical miracle!

"It's very dangerous outside, there's a basement here, hurry down!"

Zhu Shi slowly helped Yushiro up and said to Tanjiro and the others.

"Miss Zhushi, please protect yourself. After all, I am a member of the ghost killing team, and I will not let the evil ghosts do nothing!"

"But Tanjiro, you don't need to worry about us, we are already..."

"Bang-boom!"

Another handball slammed into the positions of several people impartially, but Takexiong beat him back with one step and one hammer.

Zhu Shi wanted to remind Tanjiro that he was a ghost, but Tanjiro on the side obviously didn't pay attention to himself, but said loudly to Nezuko who had just got out of the wooden box.

"Nedouzi, don't follow me, go and protect Miss Zhushi!"

"Master Zhu Shi, we can't help you much, why don't we go to the basement to take shelter first!"

In Yushiro's heart, he was more concerned about Master Zhushi's safety, and now he felt a little bit of regret in his heart, that he shouldn't have brought Tanjirou and the others here.

Tanjiro showed a dignified look on his face. At this moment, he had already pulled out the Japanese sword from his waist, and walked out involuntarily.

Tanjiro had no intention of leaving from the very beginning, and he specifically ordered Nezuko to protect Miss Tsuyoshi's safety together, but Takeo also had the same idea as him.

"Brother, I am the same! It's been a long time since I fought side by side with my brother, I really want to know how strong my brother is now, hehe!"

Takeo put the Ujin sledgehammer in his hand directly on the ground, he moved his aching neck quickly, and said to Yushirou and the others without forgetting to look back.

"Yushiro, does your Master Zhushi have any potions to treat the haemorrhoids or something? I'll give you a couple of mouthfuls later. I'm afraid I'll lose the chain in a fight. I don't know what to do!"

At this moment, Yushirou's face was covered with black lines of question marks, and Nezuko and Zhushi had successfully entered the basement, but they still nodded and agreed. After all, Takeo saved his life just now. It can be done.

"Hey, it's not fun to not kill any of them. Now I'm really angry!"

Zhushamaru outside the house showed a disappointed expression on her ferocious face. She raised a handball high, the veins in her arm bulged, and shot at Tanjiro and the others like a cannonball.