three times,

…

Zhenji kept swinging the sword, and the blade flow became more and more smooth, and he even controlled the sharp edge to be concentrated within a three-foot radius, without causing any damage to the outside world, and only focused on attacking the cannibal.

The cannibal ghost could no longer even reorganize his body, and turned into a piece of meat on a chopping board, being cut and torn apart by the sword light.

And in Zhenshen's perception, she could feel that the other party's breath was getting weaker and weaker.

finally.

The moment the ghost's breath completely disappeared from her perception, she stopped swinging her sword.

The sword light gathered in the three-foot area gradually dissipated, leaving only a pool of black blood on the ground, without any life left, completely wiped out by her sword.

"It turns out there really are cannibals in this world..."

Zhenji stared at the pool of black blood.

She had heard such horror stories when she was very young, but she always thought they were just stories. In the six years she lived in the valley, Fengye never told her about the outside world.

I saw it with my own eyes today.

"And the Demon Slayer Squad that guy mentioned..."

"Ah, I think I should ask more questions."

Masaki was suddenly stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that he should ask more questions, including whether the Demon Slayers had any Nichirin Swordsmen or something like that.

She rubbed her forehead in distress.

"Master must know this, but he didn't tell me at all. If he wants to know, it seems he can only go find out tomorrow."

Speaking of which.

Masaki shook his head, put away his sword, and looked around.

The noise of the fighting was actually very loud, enough to alarm the neighbors on a quiet night, but there was not a single light on nearby. It was obvious that even if they heard the noise outside, people just locked their doors and hid in their homes.

After looking at the messy yard and the little boy lying unconscious next to the door, Masaki didn't know how to deal with it for a moment.

But at this time.

Zhen Sheng's eyes suddenly froze, his movements stopped, and he slowly turned his head.

"..."

A figure appeared at the end of the line of sight.

It was a young boy with short red hair. His pale skin was tattooed with dark blue patterns. His pupils were shining with pure gold, and in the center of his pupils were words symbolizing status.

Wind up, three!

The strongest ghost under Demon Dance Tsuji Mukai's command is the Twelve Demons. There are six upper-string demons and six lower-string demons in the twelve demon moons. Over the past hundreds of years, the lower-string demons have experienced countless changes, and countless people have been killed by the Demon Slayer Corps.

, but so far in hundreds of years, the six people in Shangxian have never been killed!

They are the strongest ghosts under Wu Mei!

What appears here is the third of the first quarter of the twelve ghost moons - the Yiwo constellation!

"It's the first time I've ever encountered a ghost killed in this way. What a powerful swordsmanship... It's such an unexpected discovery tonight, it makes my hands feel a little itchy."

Yiwozuo had a smile on his face and looked very happy and excited.

For him, the greatest pleasure of being a ghost is to find and fight strong men, but there are too few people who can fight him, and he has never encountered a human being who can defeat him.

"You must not have had enough fun fighting that trash just now."
Chapter completed!