Ghost Slayer: The Great Swordsman System at the beginning, our teacher follows the country

He told the secretary what happened in the village, and Wuichiro then expressed his opinion.

"The village is no longer safe, and the ghosts here have far exceeded the upper limit that can be defended."

When he moved, he already felt at least five powerful auras.

That sense of oppression is at least at the winding level.

That is to say, there are at least five Shangxian in the current village of knife forgers!

Although he is strong, he is definitely not an opponent of the five winding ones.

Even with the addition of Ganluji Mitsuri and the others, there is not much confidence.

Not to mention, there are quite a few low-level ghosts in the village.

"We'd better save some people with mature knife forging skills, especially the knife makers headed by the village chief, and then evacuate here."

Wuichiro's idea is not unreasonable, and it is also an excellent solution under this situation.

However, he overlooked one point.

"No, we want to wipe out all these ghosts."

"But……"

Just as Wuichiro was about to refute, he saw the secretary slash with a knife.

A slash flew out, passed by his side, and fell directly into the grass behind him.

"what!"

Immediately afterwards, a scream came from the grass, and Dapeng's blood splashed in the air.

Looking back, Muichiro saw a mouse-like ghost lying on the ground.

His widened eyes were full of doubts, as if he didn't know how he was discovered.

Judging by his appearance, it seemed that he was about to sneak attack himself.

Although the hard power may not be as good as his own, the ability to hide his breath is indeed a must.

Under the sneak attack, I am afraid that he will really succeed.

"Don't underestimate any ghost, no matter how weak it looks, it may have the ability to kill itself."

The secretary's words made Wuichiro think of Ban Tiangou, a seemingly weak old ghost, who could split such a powerful individual.

"I see, sir."

Just as Muichiro lowered his head, two figures ran out from the forest.

"Help!"

Running in front is Xiao Tie, and behind him is a muscular goldfish.

"A ghost made by a spell?"

With a raised eyebrow, Muichiro judged that the ghost was not the main body.

"Rescue."

As soon as the secretary's voice sounded, Muichiro drew his sword and rushed over.

After chopping off the muscular goldfish's head, the other party did not stop as he imagined.

The huge fist swung out and hit Wuichiro heavily.

At a critical moment, Secretary Secretary swung out a knife and smashed the jug on the muscular goldfish.

"This is Shangxianwu, Yuhu's blood ghost technique."

"The monsters summoned by spells are the power obtained from the pot."

"So what you have to do is not to behead, but to break the jug."

After narrowly escaping from death, Xiao Tie, who was still in shock, jumped directly on Wuichiro's body.

"Oh, thank you, thank you so much."

"I thought I was going to die, it was terrible!"

While weeping, Xiao Tie's hands and feet wobbled uncontrollably.

"I shouldn't call you kelp head, I'm sorry..."

Tilting his head, Muichiro asked with some doubts.

"Kelp head, are you referring to me?"

"Uh, no, no, you heard wrong."

Realizing something, Xiao Tie quickly waved his hand and said.

"By the way, there is one more thing I want to ask you."

"Is it Iron Cave Forest and Iron Tomb?"

Before Xiao Tie could finish speaking, the secretary spoke.

"I didn't find them in the village, so they must have come out."

"That's right, it's the two of them!"

Xiao Tie was a little excited and spoke incoherently.

As a friend of Iron Tomb, Tiexuan Sen has been with him all the time.

Even if such a thing happened, he still protected the Iron Tomb and did not let him be disturbed.

Because Tiexuansen knew very well that once the knife sharpening stopped, all previous efforts would be wasted.

"What about the location?"

Grabbing Xiao Tie's collar, the Secretary threw him into Wu Yilang's arms.

"Yes, over there..."

He was stunned for a moment, but Xiaotie quickly reacted and pointed in a direction.

"Then you go."

As he spoke, the secretary patted Muichiro on the back.

"As a 'pillar', this is what you should do, Muichiro, isn't it?"

"What's more, Iron Cave Sen and Steel Tomb are both highly skilled swordsmiths."

"In the village, leave it to me."

Opening his mouth, Wuichiro wanted to say something else.

But he also knew that there was nothing wrong with what the secretary said.

"I see."

After sighing, Muichiro ran towards the direction of his finger with Xiaotie on his back.

After watching the two leave, the corner of Secretary's mouth slightly raised.

In the village of the knife forger, there have been too many ghosts that should not have appeared.

And being able to lead so many ghosts at once, besides Wu Mian, the Secretary still remembered a guy.

"Di Cai is here too?"

With a cold smile, a murderous intent flashed in the secretary's eyes.

"Interesting guy, I don't know if you will surprise me again this time."

On the other side, Di Cai seemed to have noticed something, and looked up in one direction.

After frowning, the inexplicable feeling in my heart disappeared again.

As a last resort, he had to re-invest in what he was doing now.

"So, this knifesmith, how much fresh 'knowledge' can you provide me?"

In his hand, a swordsmith was strangling his neck tightly.

"You, this, devil."

"No, no, I'm a ghost."

With a weird smile on his face, Di Cai stretched out his right index finger.

A thread of red blood as thin as silk protruded from the fingertips, and it split into countless strands in the blink of an eye.

"save……"

The swordsman was about to call for help, but in the next second, blood streaked into his mouth, nose, ears, and eyes.

Under the pulsating skin, blood lines crawled towards the brain of the knife maker like maggots.

Di Cai also showed an intoxicated look on his face.

"Well, yes, this knifesmith knows more than before."

Soon, he got what he wanted and withdrew his bloodline.

And the knifesmith in his hand had already turned into a cold corpse.

At Di Cai's feet lay the corpses of several swordsmiths in the village.

"It's almost there, just find a few more guys, it should be enough."

Just when Di Cai was about to set off to find a new swordsmith, he was suddenly taken aback.

"What, Imura, you said you met a swordsman who is not inferior to 'Pillar'?"

"Didn't Shang Yuanyi say that there are only two pillars here? How did he collect the information?"

"Wait a minute, what about Shang Yuanyi, why can't I contact you?!"

When Di Cai roared, Shang Yuanyi was lying on the ground in the forest outside the village, his eyes widened.

"Among ghosts, how can there be such a 'heterogeneous' like you!"

"answer me!"

"The predecessor's winding three!!!"