The head pillar also wants to be removed today

"Hey, Xia You." The real person patted Xia Youjie on the shoulder, and looked at the vicious ghost opposite with a smile on his face.

"Don't be so direct."

"Even if it's the truth, you have to take that guy's mood into consideration, right?"

"Huh?" Xia Youjie raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, "When will you be considerate of others?"

"Because I think it's ridiculous." The real man opened his mouth, and the malice in his smile made people feel sick.

"It's just a hypocritical show of mercy to human beings——"

"!"

The cold knife light mixed with the crimson flame suddenly slashed straight at the two of them.

The real man opened his eyes wide, the sharp blade pierced through the air, and the sharp air flow caused his neck to hurt.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and a sharp and cold murderous intent enveloped his whole body in an instant. An indescribable terror and fear suddenly burst in his heart, and the invisible pressure forced him to almost soften his feet, and he knelt down in front of the evil spirit.

"Boom."

Suddenly a hand stuck to the back of the real person, and pushed the curse spirit forward without mercy.

The real person came back to his senses in an instant, and tilted his head dangerously, half of his head was sliced ​​off by the sharp sword.

The blood splattered, and a burnt smell suddenly spread in the air.

"Hey, Xia You." The real person hurriedly jumped away.

He clutched half of his head that was still bleeding, and the grass under him was already stained with a layer of dark red blood.

"what do you mean."

It was Xia Youjie who pushed him from behind just now and let him take all the attacks directly!

"Thank me." Xia Youjie, who was intact and escaped in time, shrugged, not feeling at all how excessive his actions were just now.

"If it weren't for me, you would have suffered more than this kind of injury now."

The real person tilted his head and let out a "tss", without any further rebuttal.

His state just now was really not right.

At that moment, when facing the guy opposite, a fear from the blood and soul suddenly filled his heart, making him unable to even have the slightest thought of resistance at that moment.

If you want to force a metaphor, it is probably like the subjects of human beings kneeling at the feet of the monarch.

But how is this possible.

The real person covered his face, which was gradually recovering from the squirming lumps of flesh, and secretly gritted his teeth.

In the end what happened!

"But the influence of blood is much deeper than I imagined."

Xia Youjie pinched his chin and lowered his head in thought.

"Or is it because the distance is too close?"

"I will never be with you guys who wantonly trample on other people's lives and insult other people's souls."

Seeing that the blow would fail, Tanjiro flipped his wrist, twisted his upper body with force from his waist, and immediately changed his sword style to attack the dodging real man.

"Even if I am no longer a human being now, even if one day I will be exterminated—"

He slashed down hard.

"I will do my best to protect humans!"

Kagura, the God of Fire, Circle Dance!

"It's really nice to say."

The real person's forearm suddenly swelled and changed, and when he leaned over, the flying hair was scorched by the red flame on the blade, emitting an unpleasant smell.

The real person didn't stop moving.

The forearm that should have swelled like a meatball suddenly shrank into something as sharp as an electric drill. The curse spirit seized the gap at the moment when the sword posture changed, and pierced the evil spirit's body without hesitation.

"Well!"

The severe pain exploded in an instant, and the curse spirit not only transformed into many sharp, densely packed small barbs, constantly hooking and pulling the internal organs, but also kept stirring the wound while Tanjiro was stiff from the pain.

"This is in return for your severe injury to me and half of my head cut off."

The real person's voice was deep and hissing like a cold and vicious snake.

I don't know if it was the pain or the blood ignited the tyrannical factor in the ghost blood, Tanjiro gritted his teeth, his pupils constricted, and the ghost pupils were so red that they almost bleed.

"To the extent—"

The evil ghost gritted his teeth tightly, and the expression on his face was faintly hideous because of the pain.

Without hesitation, he turned the blade and stabbed down suddenly!

Then, Tanjiro let go of the knife without a pause, grabbed the curse spirit's hair with one hand, and grabbed the real man's arm with the other hand, not caring about the bone spurs that popped up on the hand, which made blood holes all over his hand, and forced it out pull.

Tanjiro couldn't help but let out a low growl from the pain of the internal organs being pulled, and the dark red internal organ fragments could still be vaguely seen on the barb on the forearm of the curse spirit.

Tanjiro took a few breaths, grabbed the magic spirit who obviously didn't expect the attack and was grinning in pain at the moment, and said viciously:

"Don't underestimate me too much!"

After finishing speaking, he pulled the curse spirit's hair with both hands, and slammed the real man's head with a mallet!

"Wow, this is too tragic."

Xia Youjie had no intention of joining the battle at all, and stood aside and sighed softly.

If you heard me right, did you hear a very subtle sound like a broken bone just now?

"Stop making sarcastic remarks on the sidelines!"

The real person took two steps back, his brain had just grown, and now he was hit on the head by that guy who didn't know why his brain was so hard. Now his brain was buzzing, and he was dizzy and couldn't see clearly. scene.

"Hey, didn't I tell you that I couldn't make a move?"

Xia Youjie spread his hands, not thinking that there was anything wrong with him doing this from the sidelines.

"Gojo Satoru should have discovered the anomaly by now. I have now blocked Six Eyes' detection with a special method."

He pointed to his head, "If I make a move to cause the mana to float, it is very likely that Gojo Satoru will find out?"

"Now we don't have the ability to deal with him."

"whispering sound."

"Then I'll leave it to you first."

He clapped his hands, turned around and was about to leave.

"I have other things to do."

"I'll leave it to you first."

As if thinking of something suddenly, Xia Youjie kindly turned around to remind the real person.

"Be careful, don't die here."

"Don't try to escape."

Xia Youjie tilted his head, and the sharp bone whip almost brushed against his ear, and the sharp air made the tip of his ear hurt.

"Ok?"

He turned his head slowly, and the evil spirit was clutching the hideous wound on his abdomen, staring at him while panting heavily.

Even though he was about to lose his footing, those dark red ghost pupils still shone brightly as if quenched by fire.

"It's really nerve-wracking." Xia Youjie tapped his head in distress.

"Even for you, it is not easy to heal such a wound."

"Hmm...you don't seem to have eaten people until now?"

"So with all that energy expended, you should be pretty hungry by now."

Xia Youjie suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, but the next moment he suddenly appeared in front of Tanjirou.

"I hope that after a while, you will not hurt your dear classmates."

He didn't know where to take out the needle, and without saying a word, he directly stabbed Tanjiro's abdomen.

The granulation around such a hideous wound was wriggling at this moment, and the pink and tender new flesh actively proliferated under the urging of the ghost blood.Xia Youjie's hands were absolutely unambiguous, and he quickly backed away after drawing a tube of blood.

Tanjiro's face turned pale, and he fell forward uncontrollably when the wound that hadn't healed was suddenly treated like this.

"What do you want to do?"

He gritted his teeth and wanted to grab the needle from Xia Youjie's hand.

That's ghost blood, something that should never be obtained by such a guy at will!

"It's just borrowing your blood."

Xia Youjie turned around, and the real person's attack followed.

"After all, you don't want to cooperate with us, so I can only adopt this rough method."

"Xia You, you go to the second plan."

The real person clutched the nearly healed wound on his abdomen, casually lifted his forehead hair, and stared at the evil spirit in front of him with eyes full of cold murderous intent.

"Next, let me play with this guy."

Zhenren spread his hands, and there were a few strange laughs in his chest.

"Now we are the same."

The same serious injury, the same consumption.

He grinned, with a ferocious and ugly smile on his face.

"Now, let's talk about it."

****

"What's the matter, Wutiao?"

An Geji looked back suspiciously, not understanding why the people around her suddenly stopped.

"No—I just think it's weird."

The white-haired man who had taken off his blindfold a long time ago raised his head, and the distant scenery was clearly reflected in his blue eyes.

"Even now, I haven't found Tanjirou's breath."

Whether it's Youruhito, the other students, or the enemies, all nearby information is received by Six Eyes without reservation.

However, he alone failed to find Tanjirou.

It was as if it had been forcibly erased silently and silently.

"You can't find it either?!"

Ange Ji was a little surprised.

"Tanjiro's situation is very special."

Qiang Qiang smacked his lips irritably, "This time the attack was obviously premeditated."

"It's okay if you just want to destroy the exchange match."

I'm afraid that those super-level curse spirits have other plans and plans.

"Tanjiro told me that his blood can assimilate ordinary humans into creatures like him."

"A drop of blood?"

"A trace is enough."

He lowered his voice, obviously in a bad mood.

"If this blood falls into the hands of those curse spirits and curse masters, you know what the consequences will be."

The worst-case scenario is more than that.

"The top priority now is to get rid of the enemies here."

Gojo Satoru took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the restless feeling in his heart.

"Trust Tanjirou, that child's awareness will make me feel ashamed."

"Hey, diva." Gojo Satoru asked the people next to him with sideways eyes, presumably to relieve the overly serious and dull atmosphere.

"Can you imagine, that child actually wants to exorcise himself all the time."

"If only all the magic spirits in the world could be as cute and cute as Tanjirou."

"Oh yes, diva."

Gojo Satoru suddenly said seriously, "I told you just now, don't tell the group of guys above."

"Of course including the old man from Leyan Temple."

"Hey, why?" An Geji was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately realized.

"Are you worried about—"

"Do not."

Gojo Satoru denied her idea.

"It's just to prevent accidents."

Who knows if those rotten oranges half-buried in the ground will have any crooked thoughts?