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The six-eyed evil ghost raised the knife in his hand and slashed straight.

Lin Wangchuan also raised the gray knife in his hand and struck out with the "Yan Hui" move.

But after the crisp sound of "kacha", the gray knife broke into two halves.

Lin Wangchuan cautiously took a few steps back, moving very quickly.

What an awesome guy.

The famous stunt of Zuo Zuomu Kojiro - Yan Hui, was broken like this???

"Your sword skills are good! If you know how to breathe, you might be qualified to fight me!"

The six-eyed evil ghost was too lazy to tangle with him.

The knife in his hand was slowly put back into the scabbard with a calm expression. In an instant, the knife was drawn out again.

"The breath of the moon, the shape of one, the dark moon, the palace of the night."

It was an Iai Slash that was so fast that the blade could not be seen clearly. It would leave several full moon blades along the trajectory of the slash.

One of them hit Lin Wangchuan directly on the chest.

My chest felt like it was about to be cut open.

But that's it.

He seemed to have thought of something!!!

Breathing method of the moon?

Six eyes?

Sengoku samurai kimono?

Could it be that this six-eyed evil ghost is... Hei Shimo???

Lin Wangchuan looked at the broken gray knife in his hand.

It turns out this is the Nichirin Sword!

No wonder the material is so good?

Lin Wangchuan, lying in the mud, put together all the clues in front of him.

He finally understood what kind of world this was.

Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba?

Then who was the man who was chased by Hei Shimo just now?

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Hei Shimo put away his knife and passed by Lin Wangchuan. He was surprised to find that this young man was still alive.

"You are Hei Shimo, right?"

When Hei Shimo was asking the boy a question, he grabbed the gray sun blade in his hand and stabbed it into his chest.

The broken knife penetrated his body and was instantly stained red with blood.

Hei Shimo ignored the boy's question. He was not even curious about how the boy knew his name.

As one of the top strings, he is the strongest demon under Oniitsuji Muzan.

It's natural that he has a good reputation.

Anyone who is not Zhu is not worthy of communicating with him.

Especially a ghost hunter whose level is so low that he doesn't even have a demon slayer squad.

Heishimou immediately prepared to continue to hunt Ubuyashiki Ejo, and he planned to complete the task assigned to him by Kibutsuji Muzai tonight.

But when he just walked out a few steps.

The young man's voice came from behind again.

"The Breathing Technique of the Moon...is nothing more than that!!!"

Hei Shimo looked back, with six eyes and six different degrees of surprise, watching the boy who had fallen to the ground slowly stand up in the midst of heavy rain and mud.

He still had the sun blade stuck in his chest, and the rain covered the blood in his wound, dyeing the mud puddle under his feet red.

The swaying Lin Wangchuan stood there. After a moment, he stabilized his figure and felt the constant pain from the broken knife inserted in his chest. He gritted his teeth, held the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, and began to cut it bit by bit. Hei Shimou pulled out the broken knife stuck in his chest.

At this moment, Hei Shimo's six eyes were filled with only disbelief.

"Who are you?"

Hei Shimo's cold voice passed through the heavy rain and fell on Lin Wangchuan's ears.

Lin Wangchuan chuckled softly:

"Why do you think I'm human?"

"Are you not a human? Are you a demon?"

Hei Shimo was even more surprised because he did not smell evil spirit from Lin Wangchuan, and he was even more puzzled:

"Since we are of the same mind, let's not offend the river."

"It's a pity. It's a loyal thing to be entrusted by others."

Pulling out the half-broken gray knife, Lin Wangchuan looked at Hei Shimo through the rain curtain.

"Besides, if you stabbed me, I have to take it back, right?"

"How arrogant! Even if you are not a human being, you cannot be my opponent!"

Hei Shimo drank coldly.

"The breath of the moon, the shape of one, the dark moon, the palace of the night."

The moment Hei Shimo drew his sword again, Lin Wangchuan also drew his sword and struck out.

"The breath of the moon, the shape of one, the dark moon, the palace of the night."

Same words, same moves.

Two directions, two knives.

At the moment of drawing the sword, the Iai Slash is so fast that the blade cannot be seen clearly, leaving many full moon blades on the cutting path.

Six eyes were filled with shock.

Feeling the aftershocks coming from the Nichirin Sword in his hand, Hei Shimo looked at the young man opposite Heavy Rain in shock:

"Who are you? Why do you use the breath of the moon below?"

"You taught me this! Just now!"

Lin Wangchuan smiled evilly, put away the broken knife in his hand, and was ready to attack again.

Breath of the Moon, One Type·Dark Moon·Palace of Night.

This move should be a move adapted from the Iaido Drawing Technique. When combined with the breathing technique, it is truly astonishingly powerful.

Lin Wangchuan recalled the pain he felt after being slashed by this knife. Fortunately, he was immortal. If he were an ordinary person, he would probably...

Lin Wangchuan raised his head and looked at Hei Sheimou, thinking: Come on! One more blow, let this body learn how to use one more blow...

Laozi Dahao is the character of a martial arts genius.

Simple breathing method.

I can tell you just by looking at it.

Hei Shimo has lost his previous contempt and is on alert. This is the first time in hundreds of years that he has felt threatened.

The long-lost feeling made him feel inexplicably excited.

"I haven't met a decent opponent like you for many years!"

Hei Shimo did not hesitate, and immediately struck again.

"The breath of the moon, the shape of two, the pearls and flowers make the moon."

Black Death Mou swung out two blade winds while turning his body, with several full-moon blades attached to the blade winds.

Hei Shimo was looking forward to Lin Wangchuan's counterattack, but what he didn't expect was that Lin Wangchuan, who seemed to be ready to use the knife, actually remained motionless, as if he was deliberately letting the attack hit his body.

The next moment.

Several round moon blades left several blood marks on Lin Wangchuan's body. The flesh and blood were almost broken open, the gloomy white bones were exposed in the pool of blood, and several blood pillars burst out from his body.

"It hurts!!!"

Lin Wangchuan collapsed again in pain.

However, the first shock prevented Hei Shimo from letting go of his vigilance. He tightened his grip on the Sun Lun Knife in his hand, maintained vigilance, and slowly walked towards Lin Wangchuan. Once he saw him reacting, he would use the knife again.
To be continued...