Ghost Slayer Blacksmith's Self-Cultivation

Facing the handball shells hitting at high speed, Tanjiro looked extremely calm. He took a deep breath and looked forward.

"Complete collection. The Seventh Form of Breath of Water——Shizuku Ripple Striker and Song!"

The Japanese sword in Tanjiro's hand stabbed straight at the handball that was coming at high speed, and the moment it touched the handball, ripples were splashed, weakening the impact of the handball to a minimum.

"Shh!"

The blade of the Japanese sword did not penetrate into the handball at all, and a double penetration came directly, but the scene where Tanjiro imagined that the handball broke did not happen.

"how so!"

Tanjiro couldn't help being startled, the handball had clearly been pierced by the blade at this moment.

At this moment, the handball did not become discouraged and shriveled because of this, but trembled slightly and broke free from the shackles of Tanjirou Rilundao, and then soared into the sky.

"boom!"

"Brother, why are you in a daze, it was too dangerous just now!"

Takeo waved the Ugin sledgehammer in his hand, quickly flew the strange handball hammer, and at the same time reminded his brother Tanjiro.

"Takeo, be careful with these handballs, they seem weird!"

Tanjiro came back to his senses, and he was highly concentrated holding the Japanese sword. He recalled that when he hit Mr. Yushiro with the handball just now, there was a pause and unnatural distortion.

"Obviously the way the handball rotates is not very special, what is going on here!"

"Brother, get out of here first!"

Takeo grabbed Tanjiro and rushed out of the house, and the broken beam of the house fell down the next second.

Tanjiro looked at the collapsed house, and was inexplicably moved in his heart. This is really too dangerous. If it was a little later, the fight would end before it even started.

"Are you my opponents in playing ball, then continue to play with me until you die!"

"There is even a small bald head, I don't know how it tastes like!"

"Hahaha!"

The handball ghost Zhusamaru outside the house had a cruel smile on his face, and two handballs hit Tanjiro and Takeo directly and fiercely.

'Boom boom! '

Takexiong took a step earlier, with a detached aura, swung the Wujin sledgehammer with one hand, and directly greeted the handball flying towards him without any politeness.

"Who are you calling a little bald head, I have long hair!"

Takexiong was described as a bald head by the handball ghost in front of him, and he became messed up in an instant, and his anger suddenly disappeared.

"Brother, cover me!"

Zhuxiong yelled, swung the Wujin sledgehammer and charged at the evil ghost who could only throw handballs from a distance in three steps and two steps.

"Handball ghost, don't let me get close to you, I'll let you know that the little bald man doesn't just call out so casually!"

Zhuxiong rushed towards the handball ghost cursingly, holding the Wujin sledgehammer firmly in his palm, looking dissatisfied with desire.

In his usual cognition, units that only have long range tend to be weak in close combat capabilities, but Takeo knows that his advantage is that he can only exert his absolute strength in close combat.

It is also quite troublesome to be attacked by these long-range handballs all the time. It is better to break the point and give priority to solving this annoying handball ghost.

"Complete concentration. The first type of breathing of water-water surface slash!"

Tanjiro saw the handball flying towards him, and with a horizontal slash with the Hirinkatsu wrapped in water, he cut the handball in two and shattered it into pieces.

The two moved quickly from left to right, and with just a look, Takeo and Tanjiro could read something from each other's eyes.

"It seems that you are very confident, you dare to rush up to die, then I'm going to play for real!"

Zhu Shamaru sneered, and a handball appeared out of nowhere and threw it directly at Takeo and Tanjiro who rushed over.

"elder brother!"

Tanjiro nodded slightly, and the water flowed around the blade of the Hirinkana.

"Complete concentration. The first type of breathing of water-water surface slash!"

"not good!"

Tanjiro's expression changed suddenly, the sword skill released by the Hirinkatsu just now passed through the handball so easily.

It was an insubstantial feeling, and a dangerous breath rose in Tanjiro's heart, and he hurriedly shouted at Takeo.

"Brother, handball is weird, be careful!"

"bell!"

The handball hit the ground, one turned into two, and then turned into four. In a blink of an eye, the handballs seemed to form a huge wall, smashing towards Takeo's position overwhelmingly.

As if the trickery had succeeded, Zhu Shawan looked at his super masterpiece and said with satisfaction: "Just let my phantom ball play with you, don't die, hahaha!"

"cut!"

Takexiong curled his lips in disdain, obviously he was only a few steps away from hitting the handball ghost with the Wujin sledgehammer in his hand, but a wall of balls rising in front slanted down towards Zhuxiong's position like a violent storm.

"Wrist Hammer—Swinging Big Pendulum Clock!"

Takeo stopped rushing forward, turned his upper body backwards, then turned his body, and directly hit a large number of handballs.

"brush!"

Zhuxiong couldn't help panicking, where the sledgehammer passed, he could only hear the sound of breaking through the air, and all the handballs in front of him were phantoms.

This feeling of using the wrong force made Takeo very uncomfortable, and more than a dozen handballs above him followed like a shadow and hit Takeo's head straight.

"Don't be careless!"

Although Takeo reacted in time, but with so many handballs on his head, it took such a short time to identify which one was the real handball.

"The breath of water in the complete set - the shape of land. Reverse the whirlpool!"

Tanjiro quickly switched sword skills, stepped on Takeo's spine with both feet and soared into the air, using the torque from his upper body and waist to create a slash like a whirlpool.

For a while, the steady stream of handballs was swallowed up by Tanjiro's twisting vortex, and there were countless tiny fragments between the swords and swords.It fell all over the ground, and it seemed that the real handball was also cut off by Tanjiro's sword skills.

"Handball ghost, let's see what other tricks you have!"

Takexiong was full of momentum now, and the handball ghost condensed two handballs again, and smashed towards the position where Takexiong was.

"Come again!"

"Wrist Hammer—Handaxe Throwing!"

A handaxe appeared out of thin air in Takeo's right hand, and the silver-white light flashed away quickly, colliding with the rushing handball.

"what!"

The unbelievable expression appeared on Zhu Shamaru's face for the first time, she wanted to condense a handball, but the angry Takeo would not give her any chance to throw a handball again!

"You stinky handball thrower, I have tolerated you for a long time!"

The Wujin sledgehammer in Takeo's hand smashed hard at the handball ghost's lower abdomen, a huge force was instantly transmitted into Zhu Shawan's body, and the unstoppable inertial force directly sent the handball ghost flying out.