Demon Slayer: The Swordsman Coming Out of Sagiri Mountain

Underground, infinite city.

Rows of Japanese-style houses are illuminated by the dim light, and the heavy and oppressive feeling spreads.

Composite staircases cross upwards, platforms with staggered steel bars, and the sound of pipa is playing slowly.

"Being called here means..."

The spiky teen with pink hair looked horrified.

As the third of the top strings, he knows very well that the position of the top strings has not changed at all for hundreds of years. There is an absolutely insurmountable gap between the top strings and the bottom strings in the twelve ghost months. winding.

Yiwozuo turned his head, and saw the place beside him showing a hint of coldness, a folding fan was shaking gently, followed by a pale smiling face, as if blood was splashed on his head, colorful There is a faint smile on the pupil.

Numbers reflected above, winding, two.

"Isn't this Your Excellency Yiwozuo?"

"Go away!"

Yiwozuo's eyes were fierce in an instant, and he smashed the head of this annoying guy with a violent punch.

He has never been familiar with this guy named Tong Mo. To be honest, Tong Mo is the kind of evil spirit he hates the most. He feeds on weak women and brazenly shows off his behavior.

"Oh, Your Excellency Yiwozuo is really cold today."

Shang Xian Er, who was headshot, didn't have the slightest awareness of being disgusted by others, but simply thought that Yi Wozuo was in a bad mood today, wiped the blood on his face after recovering with a handkerchief, and still maintained that friendly smile.

"Why, have Your Excellencies Yiwozuo and Tongmo arrived first?"

At this time, there was another sharp sound from outside. To be precise, there was a potted object in the middle of the road, and the sound came from inside. After that, there was an old man with a bowed waist, looking at Yi Wo Zuo's eyes seemed to be terrified.

"Oh, my lord, are all the jade pots here?"

Tong Mo stepped forward again to greet him affectionately, but behind him, Yi Wozuo, who was so unhappy no matter how he looked at him, was ready to punch him to death.

Just at this moment, an arm grabbed Yiwozuo's hand, and Yiwozuo turned his head with his eyes split open, and met a face full of eyes.

Winding One, Black Death Mou.

"I should have said it before, you have to obey the control, you seem to be quite disobedient, Yiwozuo."

Hei Si Mou's voice was cold.

At that moment, half of Yiwozuo's arm was cut off by the roots, and blood was splashed everywhere.

What surprised all the ghosts at the scene was that no one saw Heishimu pull out the Sun Wheel Knife at his waist, not even Yiwozuo who subconsciously opened the snowflake array could not notice it.

Even between the strings, there is such a gap like a natural moat.

As Shangxian Yi, from thousands of years ago until now, Hei Si Mou has always existed beside Guiwu Tsuji Wumi, only his position has never been replaced between Shangxian.

Only Tong Mo, who has experienced a bloody battle and is qualified to challenge Hei Si Mou, knows how powerful this guy is. He was let go by Hei Si Mou after he failed.

"Has Your Excellency Hei Si Mou come too? Does this mean that everyone is here?"

Tong Mo showed a very natural smile.

Hei Si Mou said indifferently: You talk too much, Tong Mo. "

Although Tong Mo still had a smile on his face, he tactfully shut up.

Just at this time, the bowed old man spoke timidly.

"Not all the staff, there is one person who didn't come."

"The fallen concubine of the sixth winding."

The smile on Tong Mo's face froze.

Speaking of which... Luo Ji and the prostitute Taro turned into ghosts under his guidance, why did he subconsciously forget these two people?Isn't this saying that he, who is loved by everyone, ignores his companions who love each other?

Boom!
The sound of the pipa has not stopped.

The picture of Infinite City was reversed, and there was a feeling of turning the world upside down for a while.

A figure wearing a black kimono and clogs stepped out slowly, beautiful and elegant.

All the Shangxian ghosts present knelt down when they saw that figure.

"Mr. Miserable."

Gui Wushi had no expression on his face, but the corners of his eyes were twitching slightly, as if there was a mass of anger hidden in his heart that had nowhere to vent.

Finally, an indifferent voice sounded.

"Falling concubine, she's dead."

Death is actually not terrible for ghosts. Which one of you here... no ghost has never died?Everyone has grown into a creature like a ghost because of the gift of death.

But their boss Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou is quite taboo about the word death. The death spoken by the boss is the complete end for the evil spirits, the kind that will not even leave the body.

The jade pot was so frightened that it got out of the pot. For a long time, the dog hugged his head with both hands. Slightly moved.

This is not to say how good the relationship between Luo Ji and these people is, but to change.

The situation that has not changed for hundreds of years has changed at this moment. Shangxian Ghost was actually killed in a place other than the bloody battle, which means that the strength of ghost hunters in this era is already testing their restricted area.

Oni Wu Tsuji played back the image coefficients in Kamizuru's mind when Fallen Ji was killed in battle, which can be regarded as a special function of him as a ghost.

In Yoshiwara Everbright City, somewhere in a huge cave, where Fallen Princess stores her food, a huge, non-human guy destroyed Fallen Princess' body as a string with just his hands, and then it was like a torrential rain The ordinary fists destroyed the bodies of the brothers and sisters again and again.

In the end, ending with the Sun Wheel Knife, the brothers and sisters easily cut off the heads of the bodies that recovered very slowly for the last time.

"What the hell is this guy?"

"Is it really human?"

Except for Hei Si Mou and Tong Mo who remained silent, the other three subconsciously uttered a voice, but there was only one sentence, because the face of the boss Guiwu Tsuji in front of him was already ugly enough at the moment, as if he was about to die in the next second. It's like killing someone.

The reason why Hei Si Mou didn't speak was understandable, he had always been like this.

As for Yiwozuo, he couldn't believe it and was stunned.

"This guy...how is it possible..."

After just a few months, he saw the guy in Tokyo again.

Yiwozuo can forget everything, but he can't forget that face, because this is the first time since he became a ghost, he has met a human being who can compete with the evil spirit head-on in terms of physical fitness, just like a monster.

At the beginning, both he and Guiwu Tsuji Wucan thought about turning this guy into a ghost, but this plan was aborted along with the death of Xia Xian Yigu Huo Niao.