Demon Slayer: The Forest Pillar

These days, Xuantu has been killing evil spirits crazily. The Sun Wheel Sword in his hand has been worn out. The necks of evil spirits are not as flexible as those of humans. The hardness of many evil spirits' necks is even comparable to steel.

But Xuantu did not expect that his Sun Wheel Sword would break when he was so close to victory.

He chopped at the hard neck of the hand ghost, but the result was that the broken blade with pits and holes was directly blown away, leaving only the handle and the broken blade less than five centimeters long in Xuantu's hand.

"What!?"

"What!?"

Xuantu and the hand ghost were stunned almost at the same time, but soon, the fear on the hand ghost's face was completely replaced by a crazy and triumphant laugh. Without thinking, he punched Xuantu, who had not yet recovered.

Facing the whistling fist, Xuantu subconsciously raised the Sun Wheel Sword for defense, but there was only five centimeters of the blade left to block anything.

Bang! The sound of the dull fist hitting the flesh was clearly heard by everyone.

Under the punch of the hand ghost, Xuantu was hit directly in the chest, and his body flew backwards and hit a big tree hard. Crack! The huge impact force even caused a crack in the thick tree!

Puff! A large mouthful of blood gushed out uncontrollably, and the fox mask also broke in half, revealing half of Xuantu's face with scars. Xuantu's eyes began to blur, and the pain in his chest was like a drill. It was broken, and his sternum must have been broken a lot.

The severe pain almost made Xuantu lose the ability to move.

Seeing that Santo had lost his resistance, the hand ghost couldn't help but let out a creepy laugh, "Haha! What a pity, little ghost, you almost cut off my neck, I didn't expect it, it was destined, Urokodaki! I will accept your disciple without hesitation, this is your retribution, hahahahaha!"

"Woo!!! (Santo!)" Tomioka Giyu opened his eyes wide, and the corners of his eyes even cracked and bloodshot. Seeing his best friend was seriously injured, he couldn't do anything. At this moment, Tomioka Giyu's heart was extremely unwilling. He twisted and struggled desperately, but he couldn't get rid of the hand ghost's restraints at all.

He could only watch the hand ghost get closer and closer to Santo.

At this time, Santo's eyes became more and more blurred. In a trance, he seemed to see Master Urokodaki wearing a Tengu mask. He saw that the master killed the evil ghost who killed his father and brought himself, who was trembling with fear, back to Sagari Mountain from his dilapidated home.

He saw Master Urokodaki taking good care of him, saw himself and other fellow apprentices practicing under the guidance of Master Urokodaki, saw himself comforting Giyuu in the back mountain, and saw the caring instructions of the master before he left...

Xiantu saw a lot, but the figure that finally appeared in front of him was the young Mori Pillar wearing a turquoise haori. The young Mori Pillar seemed to say to him, "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility!"

"No, I can't die yet! I said, I will let everyone, Giyuu, pass the final selection!!"

Swish! Xintu's silver-purple eyes suddenly lit up, and the blurred scene in front of him became clear in an instant. Subconsciously, Xintu reached into his pocket.

Using the last bit of his strength to take out the oil paper bag given by Mori Pillar, Xintu had no other thoughts in his mind at this time. He just wanted to restore his strength and eliminate the evil spirits!

Kacha! Xuantu took a big bite and swallowed the oil paper together. The rich sweetness instantly filled Xuantu's mouth. The sweetness was so rich that people could not taste what was in their mouths. If the tongue could make a sound, it would scream for help.

But along with the lethal sweetness, the crisp green grass contained in the deepest part of the oil paper was also swallowed.

When the green grass was chewed! Buzz! Invisible ripples seemed to rise in Xuantu's body. The majestic vitality that could not be observed by the naked eye quickly flowed through Xuantu's mouth to his whole body. At the same time, a violent force began to sweep through Xuantu's body.

"Ah!!" The vitality and the unknown violent force swept through Xuantu's body at the same time, constantly colliding in Xuantu's body, making him scream. At a certain moment, a trace of green and scarlet light flashed in Xuantu's silver-purple eyes.

"No! No! No! What is this!? Impossible! How can there be the breath of that guy!?" The huge body of the hand ghost suddenly trembled violently. The majestic vitality and violent power, the familiar feeling made the hand ghost's memory immediately return to the day a few years ago when he was wantonly ravaged by that little ghost.

"No!!"

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Bang! ! The body emitting a burning breath suddenly stopped, and the scarlet blood pupil of the right eye suddenly locked on a direction, the leftThe green eyes shone brightly.

"Forest Breathing·Type 8·Xiaoxiao Forest Eyes!"

In Xiaoxiao Forest Eyes, a large amount of vitality suddenly burst out, accompanied by a familiar feeling of blood bursting.

"Someone ate my Dorayaki!" Shinichi said affirmatively, a grass, a drop of blood, this is what Shinichi put in Dorayaki, it is a life-saving thing, but also something that will destroy the body.

Without thinking, Shinichi rushed to the place where the vitality burst out in an instant.

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After swallowing Dorayaki, the rabbit actually lost consciousness. He only felt that his eyes seemed to be scarlet in a daze, and a very violent force was tearing his body apart. That feeling was extremely painful, but there was also a warm force soothing his body, so that he would not be completely swallowed by the endless pain.

The last memory of Santu was that he seemed to be kneeling on a large piece of bloody land, holding a completely twisted and deformed knife handle in his hand. Yiyong and Murata ran towards him frantically, and there seemed to be a figure running towards him in the distance.

"Great, everyone, is everything okay?"

At this point, Santu's eyes went dark and he completely lost consciousness.

When Santu opened his eyes again, he saw a blue sky, and then Tomioka Yiyong's gloomy face.

"Yi, Yiyong?"

The slight call made the depressed Tomioka Yiyong suddenly stunned, and he looked down in disbelief.

"Santu!!"

It was the first time I saw a boy crying more miserably than a girl, but Santu's awakening made a large number of swordsmen gather around him instantly.

This is the entrance to Fujiki Mountain. It has been the eighth day. The final selection is over. No one died in this selection.

Almost all the swordsmen looked at Santo with gratitude, thanking this pink-haired boy who helped everyone pass the final selection by himself.

"Great, Santo! You finally woke up! I thought!" Murata, who was excited, was suddenly pulled aside by a hand before he could speak.

Murata was about to ask, but he turned around and saw a pair of eyes of different colors.

"Mori, Mori-sama?"

The swordsmen saw that it was Shinichi who came and made way.

Shinichi looked down at Santo lying weakly on the ground, with a broken fox mask on his arm.

"Your name is Santo? You killed many evil spirits and led so many people through the final selection. Do you feel that you are very powerful? Do you feel like a savior?" Shinichi asked calmly.

Santo wanted to stand up and answer Shinichi, but he was in so much pain that he felt like his body was going to fall apart if he moved, so he could only lie down. With the help of Yiyong, he could barely raise his head, "No, Master Morihashira, I just did what my master said. Master Morihashira, you once said that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility."

Hearing this answer, Shinichi was slightly stunned. Looking at this flesh-pink-haired boy with a still immature face, he finally said something that shocked everyone present, "Santo, you have lost the qualification for the final selection. You are eliminated."