Master Blacksmith in the Blade of Demon Slayer

The moment Tong Mo flew back, avoiding the slash, he swung his left hand again, but saw the cold air, condensing into icy love at a speed visible to the naked eye, the ice lotus opened the image of two women and appeared on the ice lotus. Suddenly opened his mouth and blew at the butterfly Chana.

Blood Ghost Art·Chan Lie's Bai Ji!

The figure turned and closed, and suddenly jumped up. The girl dancing in the volley bypassed the attack of the cold, her body turned, and the sun wheel made an unimaginable subtle arc, and went straight to the child's neck!

Whether it is speed or strength, this blow has reached its peak.

Jian Guang Senhan broke the dawn, but he was intoxicated by the fragrance of flowers. With only a flash, he reached Tong Mo's left neck.

There is no way to retreat, in the midst of swordsmanship, retreating can only retreat to a dead end.

At the moment, Tong Mo had to pop out his left hand and grabbed the blade of the butterfly Chana.

But in the next moment, the blade suddenly cut his palm, blood gushing, four fingers flying all over the sky!

This slight barrier caused him to flash past fatal scars.

However, the state at this time is already terrible!

The trauma of the body cannot be recovered for a long time, and it is impossible to imagine what hands and feet were made on that knife!

The blood couldn't stop, and the mutilated body was unable to maximize its combat effectiveness.

What's terrible is that the weapon was broken by the swordsmith. In addition to dodge the sword, he could only use his body to resist.

Then... the injury worsened again.

This is an endless loop!

"Go on... will die!"

The moment this thought came to his mind, Tong Mo rolled his eyes and looked at the sky.

If you keep going, you will die... But if you just run away like this, if you run hurriedly in front of Zhu, it seems that you will die?

Seeing the figure of the butterfly Chanahui rushing over again, the cold blade of the sword, obviously can be very gentle, but it is full of murderous eyes.

"It's so difficult..."

He sighed gently, then took a deep breath, and the blood ghost technique was activated.

The cold is gushing and condensing!

"Blood Ghost Art-Wubing·Water Lily Bodhisattva!!!"

This is the last blood ghost technique he can use in his current state.

An ice sculpture Bodhisattva statue more than ten meters high stood up in an instant. Just after it appeared, the diffuse freezing air immediately spread.

But at this moment, the figure was like a shuttle, piercing through layers of mist in an instant, and it was the butterfly Chana who appeared directly in front of Tong Mo.

The blade is scattered, accurate and direct.

neck!

"...This is a bit unwilling, isn't it? You just rushed over when you started the big move? How rich is your combat experience?"

There was a strange color in Tong Mo's eyes, but at this moment, it seemed that he felt something. While the blood was rolling, the original missing right arm rushed out and immediately blocked him.

At the same time, Butterfly Chana's slash fell.

Click!

It was as if it had cut the wood, and the blade went three points deep, but in the next moment, the girl who was still in the air suddenly danced, the sharp blade broke open the newly reborn arm, and slashed down on Tong Mo's neck.

"Huh?"

The thought hadn't rolled over, the next second, a head had already flown out.

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ps: Well, the protagonist in this scene will definitely not be the main force~ So, the final result is that the style will end with a new Sunwheel Knife, killing the second of the first strings~

Of course, the protagonist also played a role. The swordsmith, whether forging or destroying weapons with a hammer, they are actually experts.

Therefore, breaking the enemy’s weapon is equivalent to breaking the defense... and the style attack will become more effective~

Well, it's Jiangzi~

Chapter 22 After the War

Tong Mo's head rolled to the ground, and the girl's toes fell lightly.

"Now, what is going on with your knife?"

The head was still talking, and there was no fear in his eyes. It was just a little curious: "Is the restraint on us too strong? This kind of thing is not good news, well... anyway, I am about to die. Maybe it’s not my turn to worry about it, right? However, the little brother knifesmith is too much, right? He broke someone else’s weapon and didn’t even have an apology?"

Tie Zhi Cangsuke kept staring at him, and he couldn't help being speechless when he heard this.

He found that Tong Mo was still looking at himself, as if he really hoped that he could get a sentence of sorry, so he thought for a while and said, "You are welcome!"

"... I suddenly felt that I can probably understand what anger is..."

For about a moment, there really seemed to be a trace of irritation in his eyes, but as the body and head collapsed, whether he could capture that trace of emotions, after all, only he knew.

After confirming that the ghost in front of her had been completely wiped out, Butterfly Chana turned around immediately, and almost reached the front of Tetsu no Sangsuke in an instant.

"Are you ok?"

She knelt down and looked at Tie Zhi Cangsuke.

The mask on his face shattered, revealing Tie Zhi Cangjie's original face.

It's just that his face is bloodstained, and he doesn't really look like the original one.

He shook his head: "It's not a big problem."

Struggling hard, trying to stand up, but using the Sunshine Hammer successively, the breath of the sun that never stopped at all, made his body unable to withstand such consumption for a while.

Halfway up just now, his legs softened, and he knelt on the ground...

"……It's a shame!"

Not long after we met, it would be too polite to click on such a big gift!

The faint fragrance caught my heart, and there was already an extra person in my arms, his strength was not small, and his body was completely supported.