Chapter 164

Tanjiro and Inosuke moved forward at a high speed, and the two shuttled through the dense jungle, but the wind direction did not change, and Tanjiro still could not determine the other party's position.

Inosuke stopped Tanjiro, and he squatted down without saying a word, and then a colorless fighting spirit spread around like ripples.

Beast Breathing·Seventh Type·Spatial Perception.

Inosuke closed his eyes, but the surrounding terrain was extremely clear in his mind, and he found the position of the mastermind behind the scenes in a short while.

There was only a bush between the Spider Mother and them. Inosuke picked up Tanjiro and then threw him out with force.

"Eh! Eh! Eh?!" Tanjiro shouted in confusion.

When he reacted, what came into his eyes was the panicked Spider Mother.

Tanjiro finally reacted, he decisively drew his knife, took a deep breath, and started the Water Breathing.

The Spider Mother stared blankly at Tanjiro who fell from the sky. Everything happened too suddenly, or those swordsmen were too strong.

All her methods were vulnerable in front of those swordsmen, and even her position was exposed.

The past flashed by like a movie, but it was all memories of being taught a lesson by Lei or Spider Father.

The past was unbearable to look back on, and the Spider Mother smiled with relief, a smile of finally being freed.

It would be better to die than to live in this fake family!

In Tanjiro's shocked eyes, the Spider Mother opened her arms, and she gave up resistance in the face of the threat of death.

So sad, so peaceful!

Tanjiro was stunned for a moment, and the taste of sadness even covered the taste of ghosts.

He had never felt the emotion of calmness on the dying ghost, and there was no doubt that the other party accepted death.

Without any hesitation, Tanjiro used the sword skills that were ignored in the Breath of Water.

That was the most gentle sword, a sword skill that a ghost hunter could never use against his mortal enemy, the evil ghost. Since the birth of Water Breathing, this sword has never been swung.

Water Breathing·Type 5· The Merciful Rain of the Dry Sky.

Tanjiro gently passed over the body of the Spider Mother, and the sword skill fell like spring rain. Before she knew it, the Spider Mother was beheaded.

Such a gentle person, a feeling she had never felt before.

So warm!

The Spider Mother hadn't felt this way for a long time, and suddenly endless memories flooded into her mind, which were her memories as a human.

At that time, she would cry and laugh, and had the joys and sorrows of humans, and a happy family.

Before she disappeared, the Spider Mother left her last gentle smile to Tanjiro.

She looked at Tanjiro and said softly, "Thank you, you should leave here quickly!"

"There are two Twelve Demon Moons in the mountain!"

The Spider Mother died with the memory of her human period. Tanjiro slowly stood up. He was still in shock. Two Twelve Demon Moons?

After a few seconds, Tanjiro tightly grasped the Nichirin Sword in his hand. He could not retreat. Even if there were a hundred of them, he would kill them all.

Inosuke and Zenitsu also rushed up. Tanjiro calmed down and reported the results of the battle with a smile. It was because of their help that the evil ghosts could be killed.

Suddenly, a stronger stench came, and Tanjiro covered his nose and coughed from a distance.

He pointed to the woods not far away and said, "There is a ghost, most likely the Twelve Demon Moons!"

Inosuke was silent for a moment, then jumped up and shouted, "Hahaha, my chance to become a pillar has come!"

"Follow me, brothers!"

"Pigs rush!"

Inosuke rushed forward in the direction pointed by Tanjiro, followed by Zenitsu and Tanjiro.

Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. Since you have chosen to enter the mountains, you must be prepared to die.

The hazy crescent moon emerged from the thin clouds, and the silver light passed through the layers of branches and leaves, scattering on the ground like broken silver.

Hualalalal!

The crisp sound of flowing water accompanied by the rustling sound of the wind, Kiritani Battle Rabbit walked through the woods.

The tired breath finally disappeared under a waterfall, which seemed to be the source of the stream.

The sound of rapids hitting rocks can be heard from a distance.

Kiritani Sento frowned, his expression instantly became serious, he immediately drew out the double swords at his waist, maybe he would be dead if he was a step slower.

Standing on the waterfall under the moonlight was a tall young man, wearing a kimono with purple snake patterns and black spots and a black horse hakama.

There were symmetrical red spots on the left forehead and the right neck, and the crimson high ponytail moved with the wind.

Damn, why is this guy here?

Kiritani Sento felt extremely miserable, it seemed that the guy with six eyes was the Upper String One - Kokushibo.

Kiritani Sento pretended to be indifferent and said: "Hey! Upper String OneLord Yi is waiting for me, right? "

Kiritani Sento seems to be as calm as an old dog, but he is actually very nervous.

Kuroshibo slowly pulled out the Hollow God from his waist. This is his Nichirin Sword. This sword is made of Kokushibo's blood and bones. Even if it is broken, it can be regenerated instantly.

At the same time, the blade, handle and hilt of the Hollow God are all covered with eyeballs.

At the same time, he also opened the stripes and the transparent realm, and his sword skills have been honed for hundreds of years.

Kuroshibo said expressionlessly: "I have been waiting for you for a long time, silver-haired swordsman!"

A trace of surprise suddenly flashed in Kokushibo's six deep eyes. He never expected that another swordsman would reach that realm after a hundred years.

And he is a 20-year-old young man. Even if this talent was put hundreds of years ago, it would be a true genius, even surpassing himself.

"I don't want to meet you at all! "Kiritani Sento showed a bitter face.

Kuroshibo pointed at Kiritani Sento with the Hollow Crying God, and said very seriously: "Silver-haired swordsman, do you want to become my disciple!"

"With your talent, if you become a demon, you may be able to surpass that man in kendo!"

Kuroshibo has been looking for a guy who can replace that man. After all, that man is gone. Regardless of winning or losing, he wants to find a guy who can confront him in swordsmanship.

Kiritani Sento said without hesitation: "I refuse! "

Kuroshibo sighed. He didn't want to kill such a genius, a genius whose talent was closest to his brother who was like a god in the past few hundred years.

But Kokushibo had his own pride. He could have sneak attacked Kiritani Battle Rabbit, but he just waited for him quietly. He let the insects go when he could have killed them with a light swing of the knife.

All this was for a fair fight.

Kuroshibo hadn't experienced the thrill of fighting for hundreds of years. Sometimes being invincible was so lonely.

Kuroshibo jumped down from a waterfall more than 20 meters high. He didn't even stir up a splash. That was something that even the most powerful diving champion couldn't do.