Chapter 351: The boss of the chip: I can't afford it, can I hide it
Mihawk looked at Yiwozuo's attack with a calm expression, and blocked it with ease with six powerful vindictive energies that could crack stone monuments.
To be honest, the last bit of fantasy in Mihawk's heart was shattered.
Tanjiro can be said to be a more mysterious existence than them!
One of the first group members to join the group, this identity can make Mihawk look up to him.
When his rescue begins, Mihawk is curious about the enemy who can defeat him. What kind of enemy can lead the mysterious Tanjiro to rescue?
It can be said that in the minds of the vast majority of group members, the strength of the first batch of group members should be unfathomable and they should be the ones to be chased throughout their lives!
But Wang Lu's strength undoubtedly gave him a slap in the face, although he acknowledged Wang Lu's tyrannical strength, and Wang Lu was still young and had a lot of room for growth.
He could feel that once Wang Lu grew up, he would not be his opponent!
This made Mihawk a little disappointed, but Su Li's strength ignited his fighting spirit again, that kind of overwhelming battle!
All my skills and insights disappeared without a trace when facing Su Li.
Mihawk felt like a suckling baby facing an adult.
Although he lost, Mihawk was very excited. Ever since he became the world's number one swordsman, that feeling of arrogance and loneliness has always been with him.
He often thinks of his past, the fulfilling days of striving for goals.
Yasuo is a good opponent, but there are still some flaws in Mihawk's heart.
He clings to past honors...
When a swordsman is intoxicated with the reputation of the past, then the swordsman's career can be declared dead.
What makes Yasuo's reputation as a swordsman still exist is those endless pursuits...
"Sigh." Mihawk breathed a sigh of relief.
Just when Mihawk sighed, Yiwozuo's body was like a gust of wind rushing towards Mihawk, and he stood up.
Destruction, killing and chaos!
Fighting energy gathered in his fists and feet, directed towards Mihawk's face, and launched a violent blow.
Countless afterimages appeared on Yiwozuo's hands and feet, and bursts of piercing sounds rang in his ears.
"That girl should be able to solve it." Mihawk frowned slightly, looking into the distance with hawk-like eyes.
Uh-huh~
The sound of a knife being unsheathed.
A ray of silver light from the waning moon streaked across the sky.
Yiwozuo suddenly stopped moving, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.
He actually saw the underworld.
Mihawk's sword energy was raging in his body, and as a ghost, his self-healing ability could not keep up with the destructive power of this sword energy.
Even this destructive power is constantly consuming the ghost's vitality!
As a murderer with only one weakness, he was not killed by beheading with the Nichirin Sword. This is simply unheard of!
Ghost Dance Tsuji Muzan can sense the physical condition of Yiwozai through his own blood in Yiwozai.
Yiwozuo is hopeless!
What frightens Onibatsuji Mukai the most is that this strange power is constantly destroying his own blood, and can even give him the illusion that he can find himself by following his own blood.
Oniwu Tsuji Muzan decisively gave up the Yiwozao, but the fear in his heart could not be reduced no matter how hard he felt.
"What the hell is going on?!" Oniwu Tsuji sat on the ground exhausted, his originally pale face even more pale.
"Is this the Demon Slayer Squad's new method?" Onimusuji Muzan thought in fear.
"No, the Demon Slayer Squad who can kill Shangxian should have the title of Pillar."
"He is not wearing the uniform of the Demon Slayer Corps, and his face does not want to be from this country!" Muzan Kibutsuji has deeply imprinted the image of Mihawk in his mind.
When you meet him next time, no matter what plan you are executing, give up immediately and run for your life decisively!
"Are you here for a trip?" Ghost Dance Tsuji Muzan thought.
"You are not from this country, so you will leave soon. I can't afford to wait for this time." Kibutsuji Muzan decisively gave up.
Moreover, Tongmo's side is progressing very smoothly, and important clues about the girl have been brought back.
Wait, where is Tongmo?!
Only then did Oniwu Tsuji Mumei realize that he had just focused his body and mind on Yi Wo Zao to test this terrifying swordsman, and had no intention of caring about Tong Mo.
If this swordsman had a companion, wouldn't he be in vain in the end?!
Tsk…
An ant-like figure who can be crushed to death at will can actually destroy one of his generals!
Oniwu Tsuji Mumei has sensed the existence of Tong Mo, but at this moment Tong Mo seems to be fighting someone.
"Don't be obsessed with fighting, bring me back immediately!" Kibutsuji Muzan said in a ferocious tone.
"Life or death!" Kibutsuji Muzan added.
He had given up the idea of torturing the boy. What was important was the news about the girl. Once he ate the boy and gained his memory, he would naturally know the whereabouts of the girl.
"This beauty, let's chat next time when you have time." Tong Mo said with some reluctance as he shook his folding fan.
"I will definitely save you next time."
Tang Zichen had already closed his aura at this moment and turned a deaf ear to Tong Mo's words.
When she was fighting against this very strange man, she immediately noticed that the fan was poisonous!
If she speaks at this moment, she will definitely release her inner aura.
Tang Zichen was alert and approached Tongmo like a shadow, moving his whole body with strength.
Just as he was about to raise his hand, Tang Zichen immediately retracted his move and quickly evacuated with a sliding step!
In the middle, an ice lotus grows without roots and is suspended in the air. The cold air radiating around it is bone-chilling.
If Tang Zichen hits her with one blow, the chill will completely freeze her hands!
This was the second time Tang Zichen met someone who was beyond common sense.
"You don't have the Nichirin Sword, and you don't know how to breathe. You can fight with physical skills until now. I really appreciate you more and more." Tong Mo said with a smile and applauded.
"If I were not in a hurry, I would really like to take you back as my permanent collection."
"Master Wuhan seems to have never said that you can't take two people back!" Tong Mo suddenly had an idea and smiled very charmingly.
"You can't last long in this state," Tong Mo said casually.
"But my poison is endless."
In order to increase his persuasiveness, Tong Mo opened the folding fan and moved his palm calmly.
The sharp fan blade directly cut off Tong Mo's palm, blood flowed profusely, and the broken chapter with four fingers fell to the ground.
"Sorry, I used too much force." Tong Mo let his palm bleed, as if he couldn't feel the pain at all.
Tang Zichen was frightened by Tong Mo's operation and almost failed.
Just when she was wondering why Tong Mo did what he did, the answer given by the blood was.
The blood that flowed out turned into countless blood-colored ice crystals in the air and dispersed in the wind. The cold chill made Tang Zichen, a warrior who was impervious to cold and heat, shiver.
"good chance!"
Just when Tang Zichen thought of this, he saw Tong Mo reattach his severed palm, and it instantly recovered as before, leaving no trace of scars.
"After inhaling so much of my blood, this kid should be dead." Tong Mo suddenly laughed.
"By the way, are you going to die?" Tong Mo was very happy.
He likes this kind of scene the most, and this is what Yiwozuo doesn't like about him.