Demon Slayer: My Wind-up Qi will never be exposed

Chapter 385

"Jikoku ?......

" "Who is that?" "

Muichiro is like a dormant beast, although he is talking to Black Death Mu, whether it is the posture of holding the knife, or the murderous aura in his eyes...

"It's gone... It's been hundreds of years-"

Black Death Mou said a little vicissitudes, feeling a little lonely for this world where things are people, and looking at his juniors in it, he opened the conversation.

"I... When he was still a human, his name was Jiguo Yansheng..."

And this sentence was not the most exciting, until Black Death Mou made a booing motion, and then said a little mysteriously.

"Are you... I..."

"Stayed in the stepcountry... The descendants of the children

..." "That is, my descendants..."

Wuichiro suddenly felt that his head was about to explode, and his brain suddenly fell into a state of death, unable to calm down for a long time, and constantly muttered in his heart.

"How is it possible, how could it be, am I a descendant of a ghost?...... Descendants?" "

... So this man is the original breathing swordsman!" but

nothing will change anyway, you must kill him. Even if it is righteous to destroy relatives, this ancestor who has destroyed himself is not spared.

Thinking of this, Muichiro no longer hesitated, but instead pulled the knife out of its scabbard, and there was no panic on his face.

In the face of the unfilial piety of his descendants, he just smiled lightly, and the black death Mou rubbed his chin, and did not even move the knife, but said with appreciation.

"Well, not bad..." "

Mental power... It seems impeccable either..."

"Just for a moment... "

Muichiro and Purgatory had no intention of listening to the Black Death Mu, and directly attacked, not giving him time to react at all.

"Kasumi no Breath II Type Yae Kasumi"

appeared along with the dense fog, and the extremely fast eight consecutive slashes rushed towards the Black Death Mou, and even made a slight sound of breaking the air.

"Flame breath one type, do not know fire"

purgatory The whole person seems to be a combination of human and fire, since the last fight with the Qiwoza, his own understanding of the breath of Yan has reached a higher level!

The body is like a cannonball, rushing over with the momentum of a flame explosion, the air seems to burn under this flame, and the water vapor evaporates instantly.

Black Death Mu did not resist, or felt that their attack did not need to be knifed at all, so he just raised his body and dodged all the attacks.

Seeing that the blow was not hit, Wu Yilang was not discouraged, but instead waved out more dense fog, and the thick fog in the sky instantly made this place like a fairyland.

"Xia no Breath Five Type Xia Yun Sea"

countless consecutive slashes, attacking in all directions, is bound to chop the black death Mu into meat mud, but a breeze dispersed, and the black death Mu...

Looking at the black death mou who was unscathed, Wuichiro was stunned, and he could finally feel the important role of Wu Mark in the Forging Dao Village, if it were not for him...

Purgatory's face froze, and he could feel that there was a powerful force in the body of Black Death Mou who was dressed simply and strangely, and it was difficult to defeat it.

"

The age is about fourteen years old!"

"He has cultivated such a proficient sword technique at a young age..." Black

Death Mou had already checked the bodies of Muichiro and Purgatory through the transparent world, and he could roughly guess his age through the flow of bones and blood.

"Very good! Worthy of his own offspring. "

Thinking that their descendants can be so powerful, the black death Mu who is the ancestor is also very happy, besides, who doesn't want their descendants to be strong and admired by thousands of people!"

"After hundreds of years, how can your blood and cells still live in my body?"

Black Death Mou saw something different from Wuichiro's side face, and was secretly surprised in his heart, because then Wuichiro would not live to be 25 years old.

"So

it is..."

"Kasumi no Breath Seven Types"

did not have any hesitation, and Wuichiro directly used his strongest move, hidden in the dense fog, but for the Black Death Mou who mastered the transparent world.

[Isn't that running naked?].