The Heavens System of the Blade of Pillar Slayer

Continuously waving the broken Sunwheel Knife, Tanjirou's body was continuously spinning in the air along with blue water currents. Every time he spins, the power of the blade will become stronger.

This is the final form of the breath of water that Lin Taki Sakan taught him, and it is circulating.

A roaring water dragon appeared above the short knife, and Tanjiro slashed at a spider silk fiercely. This time, he did not cut the spider silk off, but directly cut it off.

"Cut off! Cut off the wire! There is a chance to beat him!"

Seeing that he cut the spider silk off, Tanjirou's heart was overjoyed, thinking that he already had a chance to win.

Then, the roar of the water dragon rang out again, and Tanjirou's figure burst out, and the heliostat in his hand was slightly lifted, and it was cut off at the tired neck.

On the other side, the tired man with keen observation ability discovered the strangeness of Tanjirou's trick. Every time he spins, the power of the blade will become stronger.

However, he did not feel a trace of panic because of this, instead he raised his hands again.

"Don't you think this is my hardest wire?"

His hands were soaked with bright red blood, and the blood also stained his original white spider silk.

"Blood Ghost Art·Scribe Prison!"

With a low cry, a group of cobwebs formed by blood-red spider silk appeared above Tanjiro's body, and because the web appeared too fast, Tanjiro could only resolve it by cutting it off.

"You're useless, go to hell."

The tired face was expressionless and faintly spoke, and then, his hands pulled the spider silk, the blood-red spider web suspended above Tanjiro's body was suddenly locked, if the spider silk touched, then Tanjiro's The body must be cut into pieces.

"No way, this kind of wire cutting is constant, and the rotation is not enough!"

Looking at the cobwebs that were shrinking rapidly, Tanjirou shouted in despair, he didn't want to lose to his tired hands, let alone die here, for his sister Midouzi.

"If I lose, I will die!"

At this time, all the things he had experienced in this life suddenly appeared in his mind, just like the revolving lantern that the old people often say, only when people are about to die.

This means that Tanjirou, who is experiencing revolving lanterns, is about to die.

As a dazzling white light flashed through his mind, the picture suddenly became when he was playing with his brothers and sisters when he was a child.

On the steps of the house not far away, sat a very thin man. He was Tanjirou's father, Tanjirou Tanjirou.

Then, the picture changed again. One night, he and his mother were standing in the snow, and Tanjuro Katomon was dancing in front of them, the ancestral dance of their family-the God of Fire Kagura.

Tanjiro felt very strange about this. His father was obviously weak, but he was able to dance for such a long time in this ice and snow.

After that, the picture came to the room again, and the young Tanjirou was lying in the arms of Tanjuro, who had not yet died, listening to him talk about breathing.

Kamen Tanjuro told him that there is a unique way to breathe. Only by mastering the correct way of breathing can he be able to exercise without feeling tired. He also told him that Kagura dance and the earrings he wears must be passed down from generation to generation. Go down.

"Tanjirou, I believe you."

In the next second, the screen suddenly darkened and returned to the real world. Tanjirou's eyes condensed suddenly, and bursts of white smoke came out of his mouth.

"It must be done!"

There was a cry in his heart, and the Sun Wheel Sword that was about to be put down by him was raised again.

The azure water dragon suddenly turned into a fire dragon surrounded by crimson flames in the next second, accompanied by the sound of dragons.

"The God of Fire Kagura, Round Dance!"

After a violent shout, Tanjiro rotated in the air for a full circle, swiping the sun-wheel knife surrounding the scarlet flame, and directly chopped the blood-red spider web with a knife, and the fragments were scattered to different places around.

"The silk was cut off." Seeing that the spider silk he strengthened was cut again by Tanjirou, a little surprise appeared in his tired heart.

However, before he had time to react to what was going on, Tanjirou's figure rushed towards him quickly, no matter how hard the spider silk was, he would cut it off, as if nothing could stop him. Pace up.

In desperation, the tired figure could only move back quickly, trying to separate himself from Tanjirou.

However, no matter how he tried to pull the distance, Tanjiro could always follow up in the first place, and the speed of forwarding was much faster than the speed of retreating. After a while, Tanjiro had already arrived in front of him.

"This guy..." The cold sweat slipped from his cheeks. Now, his face has an unprecedented panic, obviously because he was caught off guard by Tanjirou's sudden outbreak.

At the same time, Mi Douzi, who was bound in the air and fainted, suddenly appeared in her mind a beautiful woman.

That was her and Tanjiro's mother, Kiomon Kwaiie.

"Mi Douzi, wake up, go and help my brother." In front of Mi Douzi slowly in the aisle, Kuizhi at the stove door gently stroked Mi Douzi's white and tender face.

However, Mi Douzi, who had fallen into a deep coma, did not wake up, so Kyomen Kwaizhi felt a little flustered, because she knew that Tanjirou would not be able to defeat Tired without the help of Mi Douzi.

Then, there was a little pleading in her tone, and there was a hint of sobbing: "Midouzi, please, wake up, otherwise my brother will die."

In the next second, Mi Douzi's closed eyes suddenly opened suddenly, and the unique pupils possessed by Guicai made her expression look a bit hideous.

With one palm stretched out, she could see her flesh and blood burning violently at this time, so there were many orange spots in the palm.

"Blood Ghost Art·Explosion!"

A violent drink sounded, and the blood that had originally stuck to the spider silk suddenly began to burn violently, causing the spider silk to turn into ashes in an instant, spreading to the tired body, and forming a blood red in front of him. Fire and fog wall.

"All the silk has been burned." Seeing that all of his silk threads have been burned, he was tired and shouted in shock.

At this moment, Tanjirou's figure passed through the wall of fire and fog, and the sun-wheel knife that was interrupted by his hand severely slashed on his neck, but it did not pass through his neck in the first place.

"The bond between me and Mi Douzi, absolutely no one can cut off!"

With all his strength, the blood adhering to the blade of the Sunwheel Sword burned. As the blade slashed across his neck, the dazzling fire light also shone the dark woods.

"Ha!"

A crisp sound sounded, and when he looked at it, the wheel knife slashed through the tired neck that day, and rotated a circle in the air, forming an extremely dazzling flame circle.

Then, the tired head, whose neck was chopped off by the Sunwheel Knife, fell to the ground, and his body slowly fell to the ground.