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

Chapter 270

"Come on, I just want one death!"

Wu Chen said categorically, without a trace of hesitation, and his black pupils were also filled with angry flames at this time.

Black Death Mou was in a trance, and at that moment, he actually saw his brother's figure on this kid, as if he was the reincarnation of Ji Guoyuan.

"In that case, let's satisfy you!"

......

"Breath of Flame Four Type Sheng Yan Vortex Roll"

Xuanlan Yinsu clenched his teeth, he had to do something in the face of this terrifying blow, and swung a vortex-like fire flame slash, and the sharp-toothed sticky fish swarmed.

Oh, Xuanlan Yinsu's attack was too weak, just killing the thousands of sharp-toothed sticky fish in front of him, and more rushed towards the body.

"Not good!"

Shanyi's eyes were tightly closed, and his mouth shouted imposing words, his body was half-bowed, waiting for the opportunity, and the ground under his feet shattered into slag.

"Thunder Breath One Shape Thunderbolt Flash"

Shanyi suddenly opened his eyes, but his eyeballs turned into a white light, and the thunder and lightning scattered outward from it, shining brightly for a while.

The dark night was also like the wrath of the heavenly duke, and one after another purple thunder followed Shanyi's knife straight into the ground, and the giant octopus and the sharp-toothed sticky fish turned into ashes.

"What? What a joke, he, a person who is not even a pillar, actually defused my blood demon technique! "

The jade pot is like meeting an alien.

His eyes bulged and bloodshot all over, and what made him even more flustered was the sudden fog around him, and a sense of familiarity and death drowned him out.

"Kasumi no Breath Five No Type - Sea of Kasumi Clouds"

Wuichiro sent a high-speed continuous slash towards the jade pot in a straight line, and the blade directly hit it with holes, but the jade pot has a stronger recovery ability.

"It's really angry enough, dare to go against the artist like this, without Wu Chen's kid, you are a slightly iron-headed waste."

The jade pot said grimly, and summoned a few more pots, which were a blockade against Wuyilang.

"Blood Demon Art Blood Prison Bowl"

Wuichiro was slightly weakened in physical strength, trapped inside, and the feeling of suffocation became very strong for a while, it can be said that there is no oxygen at all here.

"Haha, you better die here! Don't worry, you will all die, and the Wu Mark who will breathe the sun is probably dead!

"If Your Excellency Black Death Mou is here, it will be difficult to escape death!"

The words of the jade pot were like a knife scraping Xuanlan Yinsu's heart, although he didn't know who Black Death Mou was, but looking at the jade pot like this, it was not simple.

"What do you say? Woo hoo, ah... Why?

"It's strange, Wu Chen, it's not so easy to die, you don't disturb the army's heart, you bastard!"

Xuanlan Yinsu and Shanyi, you say, I don't believe that Wu Chen will die, and at the same time, I am curious about the strength of Black Death Mou.

"Hehe, this is provoked, and the people of the Ghost Killing Team are not very good! I'll make you desperate!

"Your Excellency Black Death Mou is the first to be on the wind, and his strength is even stronger than that of Lord Wu Wu is infinitely close, what is a Wu Chen?"

[Winding one! ] ]

Shanyi muttered in his heart, even a winding five is so strong, then the winding one is not ...

"It's a pity."

"Moon Breath Ten Types, Face Slash, Luo Yue"

Black Death Mou sighed, and then released a powerful blow, and the ghost knife trembled and roared!

Two giant full moon wheel-shaped sword qi that swirled around, accompanied by countless full moon blades on the sword qi, were shattered everywhere they passed.

A large pit of 100 meters appeared on the ground, and it continued to attack Wu Chen, and Wu Chen was not sure at this time, whether he could carry it down!

"Dark Breath Five Type, True Shadow Armor",

"Breath of the Sun Eleven Type, Dragon of the Sun, Head Dance

" "Two Series, Indiscriminate Strengthening."

After Wu Chen's knife merged, through the systematic reminder just now, he knew that he could strengthen other breathing methods in this way, but his heart still couldn't calm down.

[Oops, the hope is too slim.] A

trace of blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and the nosebleed flowed out even more frantically, Wu Chen gritted his teeth, ignored it, and turned into a fire dragon attack!