Master Blacksmith in the Blade of Demon Slayer

The flame is in the air!

The burning temperature almost caused scorching cracks in each other's skin.

"Although I didn't understand, I said it well!!!"

The nobleman Tsujimoto laughed, and a gale erupted from the light of the sword. The gale seemed to be mingled with the scorching heat on the blade of Aosuke of Iron.

The black death Mou even felt severe pain for a moment!

Immediately afterwards, the left hand was empty, the bone was cut off, and one hand fell to the ground instantly.

Noble Tsujimoto's body spun in the air, and as soon as it fell, Shinobu Shinobu in the air was already dragging Ma!

The blade penetrated Black Death Mou's head, and the blood instantly turned into a line and splashed on the tree behind him.

In a moment, nobleman Tsujimoto grabbed the back collar of Butterfly Ninja and threw it out with a flick of his hand. At the same time, the wind in his hand was inspired by the wind, and it was like Wan Cai Qianjo.

The Breath of Arashi——The Type of Qi·Dingshan Lan!!

The 169th chapter evil ghost!

Really's blow pierced the brain!

Hei Si Mou immediately felt that his body seemed to be stagnant.

The Sun Wheel Knife in Iron Cangsuke's hand was like a big sun, and the bright flames caused the soul to start to tingle slightly.

The breath of Tsujimoto nobleman Arashi looks like Wan Cai Qianjo, but when you look carefully, where is Wan Cai Qianjo?

That is clearly the mist in the mountains!

In an instant shrouded in the forest, every single point was a sharp edge.

The sense of crisis passed through the whole body, the murderous intent in the eyes of Hei Si Mou did not stop at all, and the anger was still like flames.

"Give me... Get out of here!!!"

Holding the knife in his right hand, he wanted to bounce Tie Zhi Cangsuke first, so that he had time to deal with Dingshan Lan.

However, Tie Zhi Cangjie dragged his blade with his left hand, never letting go even though it was dripping with blood.

What's more, Tie Zhi Cangsuke is still smiling at this moment: "I saw it."

What do you see?

The black death Mou was stunned for a moment, and in the next second, cracks appeared on the pitch-black knife wheel. The cracks were all over for only a moment, and the blade suddenly shattered!

"what?"

The black death Mou Yi was taken aback, why is this happening?

Tie Zhicangsuke let out an angry roar, holding the half of Heishimou's blade in his left hand, turning the tip of the blade and slamming it directly into his neck.

The Sunwheel Knife in the right hand was no longer obstructed, and the blade fell!

Hei Si Mou's chest suddenly had a scary to the extreme wound.

From the left shoulder, it spreads to the right waist.

Pain passes through the heart along with the gap!

"hateful!!!!"

Hei Si Mou roared and flew out with a kick, Tie Zhi Cangsuke's body was like a rag pocket, it seemed that he had lost the strength of the final struggle and was kicked out fiercely.

Clang crashed into the tree trunk, and after landing, he was motionless!

Life or death is unknown!

However, after such obstruction, Hei Si Mou had no time to crack Ding Shanlan, so he could only adjust the angle of his body, turning the original beheaded knife into a slash!

In the next second, the light of the sword penetrated his body like mist and clouds.

The upper body began to slip off gradually.

Cut diagonally!

Once the upper body falls, the combat effectiveness will inevitably continue to decline.

At this juncture, Black Death Mou made a decision that absolutely no one can imagine.

He made a decisive action, drew out half of the blade from his neck, and pierced it into his left waist.

Stabbing diagonally, all the blades were lost in flesh and blood.

Using this blade as a'nail', he abruptly'nailed' his upper body that was about to fall off.

Following the blade reverse, head straight to the noble Tsujimoto!

The blood splashed in an instant, and the nobleman Tsujimoto immediately showed blood marks on his chest, his steps retreated slightly, but he immediately took another step.

The blade was rolled up, and there was still a smile in his eyes: "The power is weak!"

Lan's Breath-Lu Zhi-Yun Lan!

The clouds turned into clouds, the mountains rolled, and the infinite strength brought by the blade was crushed toward Hei Si Mou.

The black death Mou was about to move forward, but he only felt that his hands and feet seemed to be unwilling.

The severed wounds could not be recovered for a long time, and the left hand was chopped off, but it has not yet recovered.

Is it the kind of special sun-wheel knife forged by Tetsu no Sōsuke?

His gaze swept across the unidentified Tie Zhi Cangjie on the ground, killing intently.

"Sure enough, you can't keep him!"

The blood rolled, and the blade in his hand returned to its original shape at a speed visible to the naked eye, but when he wanted to go further, he suddenly realized that he was too weak!

Ding!!!!

Coming with strength, his body started to fly back involuntarily.

"how come……"

The black death Mou Wei was slightly stunned, and suddenly realized the piercing scar on his head. When the scar appeared, he felt that his limbs became dull and his senses became slow...

"It's poison!"