Crimson Blade

Scarlet blood soaked his clothes, and Xing Shoulang held a little girl with braids in his arms. While looking at the door with golden red eyes vigilantly, he comforted him in a sunny tone:

"It's okay, I believe I can take you out."

The little girl curled up in his arms nodded, her clear and clean eyes were full of trust in Xing Shoulang.

It's really troublesome, I didn't expect that I would hit the string here.

I hope the nearby pillars can come to support soon!

Gritting his teeth secretly, Xing Shoulang barely stopped the bleeding wound with breathing techniques, his flame-like hair was somewhat dimmed by the dust from the long-time battle.

According to common sense, the low-level swordsmen of the ordinary ghost killing team do not need to perform tasks during the Chinese New Year holidays, but the evil spirits will not stop hunting because the swordsmen are on vacation.

Therefore, Sanshikiya will allow higher-level swordsmen to expand the scope of patrols during the Chinese New Year, and then reduce the scope or take turns to rest after the holidays for lower-level swordsmen.

Although Xing Shoulang has been on the mission for less than half a year, as Yan Zhu's stepson, he was a high-level swordsman from the beginning, so naturally he also needs to expand the scope of patrols during the Chinese New Year.

It's just that he was not very lucky, and accidentally ran into the Xiaxian ghost.

"Boom!"

As the drum beat approached, the evil spirit with black hair and blue eyes, with the number six engraved in his eyes, stopped in front of the door where Xing Shoulang and the little girl were hiding.

The upper body of this demon named Xiang Kai is bare, with large drums glued to his shoulders, feet, abdomen and back.

The huge body stood in front of the wooden door and cast a huge shadow. His eyes moved, and some pale hands slowly stretched towards the wooden door.

"Oh!"

Before the evil ghost's sharp nails touched the wooden door frame, there was only a loud noise, and some old wooden doors cracked in response.

The air around him was tumbling, and Xing Shoulang, whose hair tail was as red as a raging flame, held a long knife in his hand. Flames rolled up on the blade, and he slashed at the evil spirit with the sound of piercing through the air.

Breath of Flame·One Type·Shiranui

The evil ghost's pupils shrank fiercely, and directly blocked the neck. Although he was not beheaded, the black-haired Xiang Kai was pushed directly into the opposite room because of the inertia of being rushed out by Xing Shoulang because he couldn't dodge in time.

"Boom!"

The drum sounded, and the room where one person and one ghost were located flipped over, allowing Xing Shoulang, who had finally stepped on the ground, to fly into the air again.

Oops!

Xing Shoulang secretly thought something was wrong, although he used the surprise attack to take the evil spirit to another room, making the little girl safe temporarily, but now he is in crisis.

Seeing the boy in front of him who was always preventing him from eating was forced to stay in the air, the corners of Xiang Kai's mouth curled up, a sneer appeared on his face, and then he patted his hand on the big drum in his abdomen.

"Boom!"

The sound of the drum sounded like a reminder, and the invisible claw marks brought waves of ripples in the air to attack Xing Shoulang.

What should I do?

I have no leverage at all in mid-air...

There was a drop of cold sweat on the forehead, and the golden-red mid-length hair was raised slightly. Xing Shoulang's eyes were fixed, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. He reacted extremely quickly and swung the long knife in an arc from left to right.

Breath of Flame · Two Shapes · Rise of Flame

A flame like the blazing summer sun was blazing on the blade, and the impact generated by the collision between the long knife and the evil spirit's attack forced Xing Julang's body to lean back.

Originally, the Ni-type of Flame Breath was supposed to slash from bottom to top, but because of the emergency, Xing Shoulang directly changed the move and chose to slash from left to right, using the Ni-type as a defensive technique to block Xiang Kai's attack.

"Well, not bad, you can escape my attack!"

The corners of the mouth on both sides were split, and the black-haired evil spirit showed a ferocious smile, then tilted his head with interest, and said in a malicious tone: "Then let me see, you can still do it in the next attack." Can't hide?"

What is this guy going to do?

The body lightly landed on the horizontal wall, the upper part was white, and the haori with flame patterns on the bottom was raised slightly. After hearing the rampant words of the evil spirit, Xing Shoulang felt a twitch in his heart, and the string called vigilance was in the air. It tensed for a moment.

"Boom boom boom!"

Some messy and unaesthetic drums sounded again and again, and the room began to rotate non-stop, and invisible claw marks were also mixed in and attacked Xing Shoulang.

The room started flipping erratically!

His sleeves fluttered, Xing Shoulang pursed his lips tightly, and not long after his toes landed where he could use his strength, his body floated again due to the space flip.

While the eyes are looking for a place to stay, they must also maintain their perception to avoid invisible claw marks.

But after a while, Xing Julang, who was dazzled by the constantly turning room, began to lose his sense of space, and his mind couldn't judge up, down, left, and right at all.

"Boom boom boom!"

The drums were still beating, and Xiang Kai narrowed his blue eyes and shouted triumphantly: "Now it's up to you to hide!"

"Tap Tap!"

Here Kyojuro and Xiangkai are in full swing, while Tanjuro on the other side has dark red spots on his forehead, and yellow and black checkered feathers fluttering. in front of the mansion.

"Is your master in there?"

Glancing at the hoarse crow in the sky, Tanjuro muttered to himself, then pushed open the door and stepped into the room.

His right hand was vaguely pressed on the handle of the knife that was already worn out, looking at the dark corridor in front of him and the adjacent rooms, Tanjuro pursed his lips and said to himself with a light smile:

"Ah, where will it be?"

A transparent world that ordinary people cannot see unfolds in his eyes, and the dark red markings twist slightly as if they were alive. Tanjuro's seemingly gentle expression froze for a moment, but in an instant, his eyes penetrated the entire house and found the location of Anjurou .

"What a tough kid!"

Completely taking the scene of Kyojuro's difficult battle into his eyes, Tanjuro said with a slightly moved face, and then disappeared in place in a flash.

Really... completely disoriented!

The body was forced to stay in mid-air due to the constant flipping of the space. Seeing the sharp claw marks attacking him from multiple directions, Xing Shoulang, who was still oozing blood, could only block part of the attack, and the rest was really deliberate. Powerless.

Is it over...

Seeing the invisible claw marks gradually approaching, Xing Shoulang, who was already helpless, didn't want to sit still, even though the time was too late, he still gritted his teeth and raised the long knife to see if he could block it.

"It's too late...huh?!"

With a mocking smile on his face, Xiang Kai's blue pupils, who thought he was sure of winning, shrank fiercely and shouted in shock:

"who!"

"Oh!"

The upper wooden door was knocked open, and Tanjuro, who arrived in time, smiled slightly at Kyojuro, who seemed to be in a desperate situation, the dark red hair on his temples rose, and the long knife on the left was unsheathed.

God of Fire Kagura Train

The sound of breaking through the air turned into crisp birdsong, and the dark red lava-like phoenix spread its wings and wrapped around the knife body, blocking the remaining invisible claw marks for Xing Shoulang.

"Boom boom boom!"

The sound of the drum, which had been paused for a while when the enemy was about to be eliminated, became more intense again. Xiang Kai, who was the sixth of the string, was standing upside down for some reason, and his heart was vibrating in his chest like a drum beating.

This feeling is like meeting a natural enemy!

Looking at the man who broke in suddenly in front of him, Xiang Kai rolled his Adam's apple up and down and swallowed, trying to suppress the sudden sense of panic in his heart and continue to fight.

"You are…"

Kyojuro, who was rescued, was slightly taken aback when he saw Tanjuro's clothes, which were obviously not the uniform of the Demon Slayer Squad, and asked subconsciously.

However, before he finished asking, the hanging pendant shook, and Tanjuro found a place to stand on his toes extremely quickly, and then the black and yellow checkered feathers flew, and his figure rushed towards Hibiki who was beating the drum at top speed. .

Are you kidding me?

Obviously this room is still turning over and over again, how did he seize this short moment to find a place to stay!

The premonition of encountering a natural enemy became stronger and stronger. Seeing the man rushing towards him, Xiang Kai slammed the big drum in his abdomen several times, and began to take a step back unconsciously.

Seeing these invisible attacks, Tanjuro just slightly raised his dark red eyes, a look of indifference appeared on his face, and his body in mid-air moved sideways abruptly.

A magma-like torrent appeared on the tip of the long knife again, and the small bunch of dark red hair raised up behind Tanjuro. At this time, he was like a fire bird reborn from the ashes, surrounded by raging fire towards Hibiki Kai. cut off.

God of Fire Kagura·Huihui Enguang

The earrings swayed slightly, Tanjuro had pity in his eyes, the blade was attached with a flame as hot as the sun, and he swung a spiral slash from top to bottom to cut off Hibiki's head neatly.

What is this... Am I scared?

There were black and red ashes dancing in the dark red flames, and finally, Xiang Kai, who had a trace of consciousness left, looked at the Vulcan-like man in front of him, and suddenly realized something.

No, it's not that I'm afraid...

It's Master Wu Mi, and Master Wu Mi is afraid of this guy!

At that moment, the fragments of memory that emerged from the depths of the blood merged with Tanjuro's figure wielding a knife, Hibiki's slightly widened eyes from shock reflected Tanjuro's pity-filled face, and finally turned into ashes.

The randomly changed room returned to normal. After Tanjuro killed the evil spirit neatly, he casually swung the sword flower, put the knife back into its sheath, and turned to look at Kyojuro who was rescued by him.

"Are you OK?"

The gentle male voice made Xing Julang, who was in disbelief, come back to his senses, and then praised passionately:

"You are so strong!"

"Are you the swordsman of the Ghost Killing Squad, thank you so much for saving me!"

"Ah, that's what I should do."

Looking at the boy who looked like a little sun in front of him, Tanjuro patted the haori that was covered with dust due to the rush of the journey, and replied with a gentle smile:

"Well, I shouldn't be considered a swordsman of the Demon Slayer Squad now..."

"However, it should be over in a few days!"