Chapter 42

The sudden rush of the evil spirit made Shinichi stop in his tracks. He subconsciously reached out and grasped the handle of the Nichirin Sword. The forest breath started to work, and the vitality began to gather. But suddenly, Makijuro's instructions rang in his ears, and Shinichi stopped drawing the sword.

The evil spirits in Fujiki Mountain were the final selection targets for the swordsmen. His mission was not to kill all these weak spirits, but to eliminate those evil spirits that exceeded the standard.

However, Shinichi could not ignore the evil spirits rushing towards him. This time, whether to kill or not, Shinichi was in a dilemma. But Shinichi hesitated, and the hungry evil spirit would not hesitate. It rushed to Shinichi and opened its big mouth to bite.

Bang! ! However, a shocking scene happened. The hungry evil spirit suddenly stopped in place, its claws drooped weakly, and the blood flowed down its body, soon soaking the ground under its feet.

Looking at the evil spirit's head again, where was there any trace of the head above the neck? A big hand with black claws grasped the remaining neck of the evil ghost. The hand was covered with broken pieces of the evil ghost's head.

The pink right eye was replaced by a scarlet blood eye. The black vertical pupil exuded a cold and terrible killing intent. The blood vessels under the skin on the face were faintly bulging. The corners of the mouth were slightly open, and the four sharp fangs flashed a cold light.

Since it is impossible to kill these weak ghosts with the Sun Wheel Sword, just use the power of the ghost to smash these blind ghost heads.

Snap! He let go of the headless ghost body in his hand. The ghost body that was still gushing blood twitched from time to time. There were vague buds on the broken neck. Obviously, this evil ghost was not dead, but whether it could recover to its original state in this state was its own business. Shinichi didn't care about the life and death of a ghost.

The scarlet eyes turned to the depths of the forest, where there were more sneaky evil ghosts.

At this moment, the scene where Shinichi suddenly jumped up and crushed the head of an evil ghost was seen by countless evil ghosts hiding, which shocked the ghosts. He looked like an ordinary handsome human boy a second ago, but how could the ghost aura burst out so terrifyingly in the next second? He looked more like a ghost than these genuine evil ghosts! ?

However, for these evil ghosts in Fujixi Mountain, their nightmare has just begun.

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"Run! Run! Run! What monster? Where did the monster come from! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" In the forest, a one-eyed evil ghost ran away like a ghost. On the back of its head, a wide-open eyeball was full of bloodshot, and it scanned everything behind its head in horror.

Under the pale moonlight, the scene of the evil ghost running away looked particularly creepy. Although the one-eyed ghost had been praying hard not to run into the monster, soon, the eyeball on the back of its head suddenly popped up because it saw a green figure rushing towards it at a high speed.

"!! How is it possible!! How can he be so fast!" The one-eyed ghost shouted desperately, as if he had a premonition that he could not escape. The one-eyed ghost simply made up his mind and stopped to face the figure.

"I will fight you!! Blood Demon Art·Explosion Pupil!" The one-eyed ghost roared, and then he reached out and dug out the eyeball on his face, and then threw it fiercely at the green figure.

Boom! ! The moment the eyeball collided with the green figure, there was a huge roar, a ball of fire burst up, and smoke and dust filled the air.

A new eyeball grew out of the one-eyed ghost's eye at this time. It stared at the diffuse smoke and dust nervously. Unfortunately, this guy didn't know the law that there is no harm in smoke since ancient times, so when it saw a scarlet eye and a turquoise eye light up from the smoke and dust, it despaired.

Before the one-eyed ghost could dig out the eyeball again, snap! ! Its body was directly broken into two parts like a stack of cubes, its legs fell to the ground with a plop, and its entire face was held down by a hand with black claws.

Licking the fangs in his mouth with his tongue (a habit after transformation), Shinichi's scarlet right eye kept looking at the one-eyed ghost that he had broken into two pieces, with a hint of interest in his eyes, "I didn't expect that there was really a ghost in Fujiki Mountain who could use blood demon arts. Judging from your appearance, you should have eaten more than ten people, right?"

The one-eyed ghost who was pinned down didn't have the fighting spirit he had at the beginning, and he begged for mercy like a dead dog, "Sir! Let me go, sir! It's not easy for me to get to where I am today! I don't want to die! Sir! Please, have mercy and let me be your slave! Don't kill me! Please!"

Shinichi laughed, showing his fangs, and directly refused coldly: "I'm sorry, you are too ugly, I am not interested in having an ugly monster like you as a slave, not to mention that I have been looking for you for most of the night to find a unique seedling like you who can use blood demon arts, and I just happened to be hungry, soYou're welcome."

Shinichi said with a bad taste, "I'm starting (a da da ki ma si)" and then, the blood demon art, vitality absorption, was activated, a green branch instantly emerged from Shinichi's palm, easily pierced the head of the one-eyed ghost, and the powerful suction instantly sucked the one-eyed ghost dry.

Crack! With a pinch, the dry head and the body of the one-eyed ghost turned into ashes. Shinichi's scarlet eyes looked at the deep forest of Fujixi Mountain again, "This efficiency is still too low. It only took half a night to walk through a small forest and eliminate five excessive evil ghosts. At this speed, seven days may not be enough. "

However, the number of evil spirits on Fujiki Mountain still surprised Shinichi a little. There were too many. Although most of them were weak, the number was too much. Not to mention the swordsmen who had just entered the final selection, even an experienced swordsman of the Demon Slayer Corps could not be guaranteed to survive seven days in safety in Fujiki Mountain.

So, while Shinichi was hunting and killing the evil spirits that exceeded the standard, he was also doubting the rationality of the final selection. Was this selection too much? No wonder Mr. Moriki told Shinichi before that there might be dozens of participants in each final selection. Hundreds, but only a few people can walk out alive after seven days.

The mortality rate is too high, Shinichi shook his head. He felt that when he met the leader of the Demon Slayer Corps, it would be necessary to talk about this unreasonable final selection. However, these should be later. The current task is to continue to eliminate those hidden evil spirits that exceed the standard.

Shinichi raised his head and locked a certain direction. In his scarlet eyes, the same kind of aura was unusually obvious. Among dozens of weak auras, two obviously had unusually strong auras quietly hidden.

"Haha, I caught you."