The whole world has my vest

"My lord, I don't know either—" Tong Mo deliberately prolonged his voice, "After all, we ghosts can't form gangs, and Lord Wu Mi doesn't agree~"

"Really, then you are useless."

Tanjiro Onika said calmly, and with a wave of his hand holding the long knife, Tong Mo's head was split into several pieces by him soon again. Even an Oni with a strong regenerative ability will take a lot of time to recover completely. .

One of the top strings, Black Death Mou, did not leave the Infinite City. Now that Naruto has been controlled, he can only leave the Infinite City that has been turned into a cage by killing Tanjiro Onika.

"Ming Nu, bring Hei Si Mou to me."

Onika Tanjiro said softly, and the next moment, Black Death Mou with long black and red hair and a Japanese Japanese sword pinned to his waist—or Ji Guoyan Sheng appeared in front of him.

Black Death Mou deserves to be one of the Kamizuru. As an Oni who also mastered the method of breathing, he lasted longer than Onimai Tsuji who fought against Onika Tanjiro with the power of Oni.

It's just that Moon Breath, who once killed countless pillar-level swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad, was completely swallowed by the swordsmanship like a fierce sun when he confronted Onika Tanjirou.

The more he fought, the more frightened Hei Si Mou was. The enemy's swordsmanship, pace, and even the long crimson hair faintly protruding from under the bamboo hat were all shockingly familiar.

"Who the hell are you?!"

After leaning over to avoid a slash, Heishi Mou asked sharply.

"Where did this set of sword techniques come from?!"

"Except for that person, there should be no other person in this world who knows this breathing method!"

"answer me!!"

Heisei Mou looked at Onika Tanjiro with extremely stern eyes, and his strikes became more and more fierce, as if what he was fighting was a nightmare that had terrified him for hundreds of years.

Onika Tanjiro originally didn't intend to pay attention to Heisei Mou, but at this time Joshua took over part of his consciousness.

If it is Onika Tanjiro who is fighting, then it is Joshua who is talking to Kurosei Mou.

"How do you know so well that there is no second person in this world who knows this breathing method?"

Joshua said slowly.

"This world is so big, there are not only a few people with talents."

"But looking at you, you shouldn't be very, very jealous of the person who created this set of swordsmanship, right? So in order to win over this person, as a former soldier of the Demon Slayer Squad, you even sold your soul and dignity, Kowtow to Onimai Tsuji Muyou in exchange for great power?"

"You are really pathetic and ridiculous. The strength you gained by bowing down to flatter ghosts has been completely lost from the very beginning. You have lost all your face."

"Let me guess, maybe you plan to show that person after you get the power? But the result must be another disastrous failure, right? Or he is too sympathetic to you, and he doesn't even want to touch you at all—poor, so pitiful ah."

Joshua's mouth is poisoned like a strong poison. Those who have been treated by his full firepower are basically so angry that their hearts hurt and their spleen hurts, and the veins on their temples are throbbing. About to have a cerebral hemorrhage.

Hei Si Mou also failed to escape this result, his eyes were blood red, the words of this swordsman who suppressed himself with the 'breath of the sun' plucked out the past that he tried to bury for hundreds of years.

Ji Guoyuanyi, his younger brother who is like a son of god, like a scorching sun radiating light and heat to the surroundings, the jealousy and longing that almost burned his bones and soul clean should have subsided for hundreds of years, But at this moment, it turned into a prairie fire again, trying to turn this world into hell, burning his body.

Even the breath of the moon sword technique he is using at this moment is born out of Ji Guoyuanyi's breath of the sun, obviously twins, obviously he is the eldest son, but Ji Guo Yan Sheng feels that he is the inferior product and imitation .

However, Jiguo Yuanyi should be dead, but Jiguo Yansheng has seen Jiguo Yuanyi's swordsmanship is still so sharp and clear, even if Yuanyi died hundreds of years ago. At night, the scorching white light of the knife is still deeply engraved in Ji Guoyan Sheng's mind, and he can't forget it even hundreds of years later.

Yes, what Joshua said is right. After betraying his dignity and pride and becoming a ghost, Ji Guoyan Sheng still failed to beat Ji Guo Yuan Yi—even the vitality that ghosts are proud of, in Ji Guo Yuan One's under the knife is not worth mentioning.

Heixin Mou, who had been stabbed at the pain point, let out a low growl, and his sword skills became more dangerous and complicated, and even this spacious hall full of stone pillars was destroyed by the knife marks like ruins.

Talking and fighting while healed, he finally lost the spirit of Onika Tanjiro, and the bamboo hat he was wearing on his head was split in half by Heiseimu's sword skills without paying attention.

The white hat slipped from his hair, and the face of Tanjiro Onika and the flower earrings on the earlobe appeared in Heiseimu's eyes without any cover.

"That flower earrings are!"

After seeing the familiar long red hair and the familiar flower earrings that could be drawn with his eyes closed, the three pairs of eyes on Heisei Mou's face opened, making his expression at the moment particularly terrifying.

It's just in the horror, but mixed with some fear, some nostalgia, and some sadness that even he himself doesn't know.

"It was left to me by a very gentle man."

After feeling that Joshua stopped speaking, Onika Tanjirou slowly uttered these words.

"But he's gone where you'll never go."

Onitaka Tanjirou showed a sneer, he didn't hold back his hand anymore, and in the next attack he used the breath of fire sword move that made Heishimou unable to resist.

Heishimu once again felt the scorching light and heat in the unavoidable sword attack that was like the scorching sun.

"Yuanyi..."

Hei Si Mou's hoarse voice was finally talking about his own brother who was killed by him a hundred years ago.

When Hei Si Mou woke up again, he was no longer in Infinite City.

In the huge room, the Twelve Ghost Moons are all here, and the leader of the Twelve Ghost Moons, Oni Wu Tsuji Wumi, is also there.

"What exactly is going on……"

Hei Si Mou only felt sore all over, as if he had been crushed to pieces and then reassembled.

"Ah, you've woken up, Your Excellency Hei Si Mou."

Tong Mo, who was on the second string, greeted him with a smile.

"We were all captured, and then, Mr. Joshua said, we have to be idols to atone for our sins."

"Hmph, what are you kidding!" Onimi Tsuji gnashed his teeth in hatred.

"Who will listen to that guy!"

His power was taken away, and he was placed under house arrest, all of which made Guiwu Tsuji extremely irritable.

"Master Joshua didn't give us a choice. Either we listened to his words and survived, or he could only be handed over to the group of ghost killing teams who have a deep hatred for ghosts."

Tong Mo is very aware of current affairs. It can be said that after understanding the current situation, he was the first to defect.

"It seems that Mr. Lei from the last team has already made his debut—in this way, Mr. Lei is our senior."

Tong Mo sighed.

Hei Mou's expression froze.

Jiguo Yansheng, once the eldest son of a samurai family, valued the seniority class more than anything else, but if he could survive, who would want to die?At least most of the ghosts in the Twelve Ghost Months have no intention of dying.

——After all, isn't even Onimai Tsuji, who can control their life and death, also become Joshua's prisoner?

Joshua locked them in a room with a barrier. He originally planned to keep them honest before talking about other things, but the swordsmen of the Demon Killing Squad knew that he, together with Onimai Tsuji, killed the Twelve Ghost Moons. It's ready, and I want to see it with my own eyes.

Joshua is also generous. When Twelve Ghost Moon and Ghost Dance Tsuji didn't know about it, their every move was clearly seen by the ghost killing team in front of the single-sided glass, and the voice of the discussion was very clear. Passed out.

"Their blood ghost skills have been completely sealed, and they will no longer have the urge to devour human flesh—except for the fast regeneration ability of ghosts, they are no different from ordinary humans."

Joshua said briskly, he even put on an oval peaked cap, like a responsible tour guide, introducing these ghosts to the swordsmen of the Ghost Killing Squad.

"It's almost like visiting a circus..."

This sense of déjà vu made my wife Shanyi couldn't help complaining.

The members of the Demon Slayer Squad who also had the same idea froze. Only Butterfly Shinobi, who saw the murder of his sister's enemy, still had a smile on his face, but his ruddy lips spat out dripping tears without hesitation. The words of poisonous juice: "No, if the circus is full of these dirty things, it will definitely be deserted, and then it will go bankrupt immediately~"

The implication of this passage is that these ghosts are not even intelligent creatures, but a bunch of dregs that need to be cleaned up.

"Well, according to the agreement with Bubuyashiki, the first selection of trainees will be made here, and those who fail, I will hand them over to you, and I will not ask about their handling."

Joshua said.

"At that time, if you are free, you can also come and have a look."

The selection day came soon, and the Twelve Onizuki who drank the potion prepared by Onika Tanjiro and Tsushima were no match for the Demon Killing Team at all.

"It's a shame..."

Hei Si Mou squeezed out these words from between his teeth.

The Twelve Ghost Moons put on Western-style clothes. Although they looked gorgeous and close-fitting, the critical gaze from below was enough to make these ghosts, who had held the power of human life and death for hundreds of years, feel uncomfortable.

Joshua stood in front of them and said calmly, "I'll just say it straight: this trainee selection will be conducted among you, and the number of places is limited."

"If you are selected, I will teach you to atone for your sins. If you lose the election..."

Joshua laughed lightly.

"Then we can only hand over those who have no use for recycling to the Ghost Killing Squad."

"It's useless" said it peacefully, but under the staring eyes of the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad, Twelve Ghost Moon felt that this was a blatant threat.

Is there anything more humiliating than this?Human beings who were once only regarded as prey to devour and taste, now judge and pick and choose them who should be hunters, and they can't even resist.