Tanjiro swallowed what he said.

He looked at the old man in front of him in surprise. For some reason, he felt that this figure was so familiar even though he had never seen him before, especially the sea-blue Haori...

Wait! Isn't this the teacher's clothes? Tanjiro was stunned, and finally remembered the origin of this clothes.

He sniffed and finally confirmed the identity of the person in front of him.

"So this is the true face of the teacher? But why does it feel completely different from before?"

Tanjiro was a little confused.

Even after confirming his identity, he was still a little confused, because the aura of the old man in front of him was completely different from the teacher in his memory.

How should I put it...too ordinary?

"Don't go out and say that I taught you this kind of weak fist... it's embarrassing..."

The slightly hoarse voice was mixed with helplessness.

But after hearing these words, Tanjiro finally felt at ease.

Although his voice has changed slightly, he is still the same teacher who loves to teach him.

"Teacher, why are you here?"

"We'll talk later. I'll kill that ghost first."

As Xuanhao spoke, the expression on his face gradually turned cold, and he looked past Tanjiro mercilessly at the ghost who had climbed up from the ground.

He handed the sleeping Nezuko to Tanjiro, and then picked up the broken knife on the ground with an expressionless face.

"Teacher... that sword has been broken..." Tanjiro hesitated a little. He clearly saw that the teacher was wearing a intact Nichirin sword on his waist, why not use it?

"I know."

Xuan Hao didn't even look back.

"That's enough for it."

"Damn it..."

His tired face, whose head had recovered completely, looked at the old man in front of him ferociously.

"Where did you come from, old guy? One after another, it's so annoying! Sister! Sister! Where did you die? Why didn't anyone tell me when you came!?"

He looked angrily into the woods and yelled.

"Sister?" Xuan Hao pondered for a moment, "Are you referring to the ghost hiding in the woods? Don't worry, she walked away peacefully."

"!?"

"Damn humans!"

His tired face became extremely ferocious.

Vampire Technique·Kesi Rotation!

Huge spider webs spread out in the woods, as if they could cover the entire world.

The dense threads directly enveloped Xuanhao, Tanjiro and Nezuko. It seemed that he was completely enraged and planned to catch all the humans in front of him and the ghost that was with humans and tear them into pieces.

"The breath of water, the pattern of eleven, trace."

An old voice sounded.

The breeze blew through the woods, and when viewed from above, the entire dense forest undulated like a backward wave.

"!?"

His tired face suddenly became ugly.

Because he felt that his vampire skills were somehow out of his control.

The spider web moving towards the human being in front of me seemed to have encountered some resistance.

The old figure stood not far away, holding a broken knife in his hand and pointing at him expressionlessly.

The air seemed to suddenly become solid.

He felt that his whole body was completely swallowed by the sea water at this moment, and invisible power surged towards him like a wave. His vampire technique could only be pushed back under such a wave.

"Puff-puff..."

Continuous cutting sounds sounded.

Standing in place tiredly.

"How can this be?"

He was cut into pieces by his own vampire spell.

"So...so awesome!"

Tanjiro stared at the scene in front of him in stunned silence.

Speaking of which, this was the first time he saw his teacher use sword skills, but...type eleven? He remembered that there was no eleven types of water breathing!

That's right, there were originally only ten moves of Water Breathing, and the sword skills after ten could only be created by the swordsmen individually.

Xuan Hao's eleventh type is a sword skill used for defense, "Su".

The so-called "tracing back" means going against the current.

It is said to be defense, but in fact it is just pushing back the opponent's attack arbitrarily. In essence, it is also considered an offense.

Xuanhao is not very good at defense, but he was not the only one who was enveloped by this ghost's attack just now. In order to ensure the safety of Tanjiro and Nezuko, he could only improvise such a sword skill.

The chopped pieces of flesh struggled desperately to heal.

Xuanhao glanced at it lightly, then turned to look at Tanjiro.

"You can't kill such a weak ghost, and even injured Nezuko. Is this what you call good protection?"

"..."

Tanjiro lowered his head in silence.

Can't refute.

If he was just fighting against the 'Twelve Ghost Moons', he might be able to do it, but to kill them... it was a bit reluctant for him now. After all, this was a ghost that required a swordsman above the pillar level to attack independently.

If he were alone, he might be able to swing the sword without any scruples, but the situation just now made him realize that he could not fight alone. If he wanted to protect Nezuko while fighting, he must have a complete crushing force.

It depends on the opponent's strength.

"The knife is also broken."

"sorry……"

Tanjiro bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

"Don't just admit your mistakes, make up for them."

Xuanhao took off the sword from his waist and handed it to Tanjiro, "Do you know what to do?"

"Forehead……"

Tanjiro looked at the Nichirin Sword in front of him and was stunned, "I understand!"

Gently putting Nezuko down, he took the nichirin sword passed by the teacher with both hands, stepped forward and waited for the ghost in front of him to recover.

"Damn it...Damn it...Damn it! Damn it!!"

The flesh and blood being slowly spliced ​​together made a sound of resentment.

"Human, don't be too arrogant!"

After a while, Tired finally recovered and slowly got up from the ground.

He looked at the two humans in front of him with resentment on their faces.

"How dare you hurt my family and be so arrogant in front of me!"

"..." Tanjiro looked at the resentful ghost in front of him in silence, "It's so sad."

Although he kept emphasizing 'family', he only smelled 'angry' emotions from this ghost, and there was no trace of 'sadness' caused by losing his family.

This is an empty and sad ghost.

"Don't hesitate." Xuanhao noticed the pity in Tanjiro's eyes and frowned as he reminded.

"I understand, teacher, please don't worry."

Tanjiro's eyes became firm, and he slowly pulled out the Nichirin sword, and the flawless blade began to change color as he held it tightly.

It's still as dark as obsidian, but it seems to be slightly different from the previous Nichirin Sword.

For some reason, Tanjiro always feels that this knife... Although I feel sorry for Mr. Steel Mound, this knife is indeed better than the previous one!

What is engraved on the sword is not "Evil Demon Slayer" that is uniformly engraved on the swords of the Demon Slayer Corps swordsmen, but a lonely character "Destroy".

Yes, killing evil spirits is what he should do.

In order to let those who were killed rest in peace and to prevent more people from being harmed by ghosts, he must continue to wield the Nichirin Sword and cut off the necks of evil ghosts with all his strength.
To be continued...