The head pillar also wants to be removed today

"puff."

As if he heard some funny joke, Manu Ling didn't care about his injuries, and almost sat down on the spot holding his stomach and laughing.

"Hahahaha." He laughed so hard that tears came out of the corners of his eyes.

"Just because of you, you want to exorcise me?"

"Don't you think that you can defeat me if you can eliminate the influence of Wuwei Transformation?"

"It's ridiculously naive."

Although the transformation of inaction has no effect on this guy, it will indeed greatly affect his strength.

But being able to be called a super magic spirit, how could he only have this ability?

The real person opened his arms, and the feather-like structure spread from the base of his arms little by little, evolving into a wing-like shape.

"Just play with me."

Tanjiro ignored the madness of the curse spirit over there.

He clenched his teeth, took a deep breath and then let it out slowly.The chest cavity expands to the limit, and a large amount of oxygen scrambles to rush into the blood, and then transported by the heart to all parts of the body.

Oni's blood has never been so active and noisy as it is now, Tanjiro closed his eyes, he could even hear the sound of blood cells colliding and rubbing against each other in the blood vessels.

The blood, which was already almost boiling, didn't cool down because of the cold air he inhaled. Instead, he was more excited to rush through his body because he got enough oxygen, and even his breathing was scorching hot.

Tanjiro took a slight step back, gripping the handle of the knife tightly, his muscles almost trembling with excitement.

Gui Guyu's sensitive five senses dutifully brought him countless information, even the slight breeze on his skin was never let go.

I don't know if it's Tanjirou's illusion, he can no longer distinguish whether his palm is too hot, or the hilt of the sword is hot like a soldering iron at the moment.

He gripped the handle of the knife tightly, the sound of the sword being unsheathed was extremely clear and echoed among the ruins, and the lingling cold light reflected from the blade was reflected in the bright red ghost pupils that were shining brightly.

It was not long after that, but Tanjiro felt that he hadn't picked up the Japanese sword for a long time, and even the muscles of his whole body were a little strange as if they were not well coordinated.

"Huh? What is that?"

It's not that the real man has never seen those strange magic tools in the hands of conjurers, but this is the first time he has seen such a simple and heavy knife.

"Will the curse spirit also use spell equipment?"

——Well, even though the guy in front of him is not a curse spirit, let him call him that first.

The real man squinted his eyes, and the mantra floated quietly on his body.

Weird, very strange.

Even if he used Wuwei Transformation just now, or now, he hardly felt a surge of magic power from the guy opposite.

The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, and the blazing fire instantly occupied his entire field of vision.

Kagura, the God of Fire, Circle Dance!

"whispering sound!"

The super magic spirit reacted quickly, and the moment the fire light approached its cheek, it suddenly fell backwards in a posture that humans could never do, and its back was broken in half as if broken.

But even so, he still felt a burning pain on his face as if it had been scorched by a charcoal fire, and even the tip of his nose smelled a faint burning smell.

The curse spirit is not to be outdone either.

Even though it is such an awkward posture, the real person can actually lift his legs - of course he is not a human being, so it seems nothing surprising.

At some point, the leg that turned into a horseshoe kicked hard on Tanjirou's shoulder.

The curse spirit was too vicious, the moment it touched the evil spirit's body, sharp spikes appeared from the soles of its feet, piercing Tanjiro's shoulder without hesitation!

"Wow!"

Unprepared and injured, Tanjiro's pupils shrank, but the next moment he clenched his teeth fiercely, flipped his wrist and slashed at the real man's neck with a raging flame.

Tanjiro also took advantage of this force to take a few steps back abruptly, holding the wound on his shoulder and gasping for breath.

The bone whip behind him seemed to have received an order, and rushed forward, wrestling with the curse spirit.

Tanjiro lowered his head, his forehead hair fell down, and the shadow blocked the expression on his face.

The injury on the shoulder is not insignificant for human beings, and it is even possible that they will never be able to hold a sword again.

However, at this moment, he could clearly hear the teeth-stinging sound of the bones growing, and feel how the flesh under his palm healed quickly.

No.

Now is not the time to think about that.

Tanjiro gritted his teeth, and the real person on the other side seemed to be addicted to the game, and the sharp and piercing voice kept echoing in the ruins.

"You are indeed much more interesting than those humans!"

The mantra looked excited, as if he had found some toy, and seemed to care nothing about Tanjiro's hostility towards him.

"However, it's my turn to attack next."

The curse spirit raised the corners of his mouth and spoke slowly.

However, his next actions were far from being so leisurely.

Suddenly, many things like bone spurs appeared on the back of the curse spirit, but the texture of those things was soft and definitely not as hard as the bone spurs.

The sudden spikes pierced into the bone whip fiercely, and with the huge force, the bone whip pierced into the wall fiercely, no matter how frantically the bone whip struggled, it couldn't break free.

"That way, you won't be able to move."

The real man covered his face and laughed.

He didn't know what he did, the spikes separated from his body automatically, and there was not even a trace on the curse spirit.

'Oops! '

The moment the bone whip was pierced, Tanjiro's face froze, and his secret thought was not good.

Although these bone whips seem to have self-awareness and are often out of his control, there is no denying that these things extend from him.

The bone whip is under control, which will greatly affect his actions.

That curse spirit had exactly the same idea.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, a ruthless expression flashed from his dark red ghost pupils.

The blade turned around in an instant, and his waist was twisted into an angle that is almost impossible for humans. Tanjiro gritted his teeth and swung the blade down suddenly!

"Wow, no."

Seeing this operation of the evil spirit, the real person was dumbfounded.

"You are too cruel!"

However, the evil spirit didn't even look back at the bone whip that was forcibly stripped from his body and the bloody wound on his back.

Tanjiro raised his head, his eyes were like fire, he stared at the air and patted his chest, as if he was a curse spirit who was afraid.

"But that's what makes it fun."

The curse spirit grinned grinningly.

Seeing that there was no way to restrain the evil spirit's actions, Daoist simply retracted the bone spurs, and the bone whip, which had gradually lost its vitality, struggled unwillingly on the ground twice, completely silent.

"Will you grow new bone whips?"

"I won't let it grow back."

Tanjiro replied in a low voice.

The wound on his back has almost healed in just a few blinks of an eye. If it weren't for the tattered clothes behind him and the dark red blood stains splashed on the cloth, he wouldn't even be able to see what Tanjiro did just now.

Kagura, the God of Fire Huayangtu!

"Wow!"

The real person narrowly dodged, "Why did you attack without saying a word!"

God of Fire Kagura · Flywheel Kagero

God of Fire Kagura·Turn Around the Setting Sun

Tanjiro pursed his lips tightly, as if he had made up his mind not to pay any attention to the curse spirit with extremely bad personality.

Although he is reluctant to admit it, but after being forcibly turned into a ghost by Wu Mi, what changes is not only his more sensitive facial features and the uncontrollable bone whip behind his back, but also many subtle changes that even Tanjiro himself has not noticed. .

For example - he can now connect every style of the sun's breath without hindrance.

"Although your sword skills are very powerful."

The real man crossed his arms in front of him.

"But if it's just like this, it can't hurt me, okay?"

He shook off the arm that was cut off by the evil ghost, not caring about the injury at all.

"As long as I keep the shape of my soul. Absolutely..."

Manu Ling suddenly opened his eyes wide, staring blankly at his arm.

"Eh?"

Why didn't it heal?

His arm was cut straight by the sharp blade, and the incision was scorched black by the blazing flames of the blade, and the bones and muscles inside could not be seen clearly at all.

'how is this possible? ! '

Daoist, who had never expected such a situation, suddenly panicked.

He shook his arm with only half of his forearm in disbelief, desperately urging the magic power, but the cut on the forearm still showed no tendency to heal.

The newly born super magic spirit finally felt panic and fear.

"you……!"

The real person suddenly raised his head, and before he could speak, his voice was completely hoarse.

The blade approached his neck silently, and the sharp and cold blade lay across the side of the carotid artery.The cold killing intent enveloped the top of his head, shaking the curse spirit so that he could not move.

"To play with the souls and lives of others at will."

Tanjiro's voice was cold, as if he was trying to suppress the anger that was about to spew out.

"You deserve death."

"Ah."

Mana Ling's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and cold sweat broke out faintly on his back.

"I said, just because you want to kill me?"

A muffled laugh came from the real person's throat.

He turned his head straight, not paying attention to the wound on his neck that was cut by the blade, and even took the initiative to lean his neck against the blade.

"Next time we meet, I will definitely kill you."

Kill this guy who made him so embarrassed.

Tanjiro didn't expect that this guy would lean straight on the knife, so he couldn't help but pause slightly.

At this second of stupefaction, the real person suddenly swelled his whole body, like a balloon full of air, his facial features and muscles all over his body pushed together, making him hideous and ugly.

Tanjiro reacted quickly, without hesitation he cut open the swollen meat ball in front of him.

The warm and sticky blood was poured all over his body and face, Tanjiro half closed his eyes, a thin piece of flesh like a maggot, which might be ignored if he didn't pay attention, quickly crawled along the ground and wanted to crawl into the river , trying to escape.

"Don't run away!"

The sharp ghost eyes locked on the piece of meat that was fleeing quickly, and Tanjiro rushed forward without looking at the broken piece of meat on the other side.

He must cut that curse spirit under the sword today!