Chapter 388
At this critical moment of life and death, Xuan Mi also went crazy
"Move"
"Move it"
"At least pick up your hands"
"quick."
Half of Xuan Mi's body squirmed desperately, trying to get his arm back.
But it was too late.
The light of the sword, as cold as the moon, traced a beautiful trajectory and fell towards his neck.
"Breath of Wind, Four Patterns"
"The dusty wind rises to the sky."
Suddenly, accompanied by a familiar voice, Shimi appeared next to Xuanmi, slashing out countless storm-like sword lights and blocking the blow.
"Wind pillar?"
Faced with such a wind-like sword light, even Hei Simo had to avoid its edge and retreat a long distance.
"you are right"
"I am that strong wind that will break your neck."
Shimi's eyes were blood red and he was as arrogant as ever.
"Big brother."
Xuan Mi on the side was already stunned.
"I have nothing to do with you as my younger brother."
"Do you understand why I don't hesitate to kill my mother who has turned into a ghost, but I also want to protect your son?"
"You kid should be honest and start a family."
"It’s only right to wait until your children and grandchildren are all around you and your temples are all gray before you die."
"As a brother, I will never let those ghosts get even half a step closer to you."
Shiya held the Nichirin Sword in his hand and said firmly.
The world of Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba
"elder brother."
Xuanya was already in tears at this moment.
After joining the Demon Slayer Corps, he and Saneya had many quarrels.
This made him think that his brother hated him.
Unexpectedly, the other party still regarded him as a family member from beginning to end..The reason why I object to him joining the Demon Slayer Corps is just to hope that he can grow old safely.
"What does a grown man look like when he cries?"
Shimi said angrily when he saw his brother's appearance.
"sorry."
Despite being scolded, Xuan Mi still smiled happily and immediately wiped away his tears.
"Really, you are still a member of the Demon Slayer Squad."
Seeing that his brother didn't refute him, Shiya was a little uncomfortable and muttered in a low voice.
"So touching, what a loving brother."Xing Ming clasped his hands together and burst into tears.
"Well, very energetic."Purgatory Xingjulang nodded, full of energy
"It turns out that Mr. Saneya also has such a handsome side."Mi Li covered her cheeks with her hands, looking like a nymphomaniac.
"Yep, just average."Xiao Banai said a little jealously
"Yo, what a gorgeous appearance."Yuzhuan Tianyuan gave a thumbs up.
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"Both brothers are ghost hunters."
"It's so nostalgic."
Seeing this scene, Hei Shimo had a trace of memory.
"You eyeball bastard"
"How dare you chop my brother with a knife?"
"I can't spare you"
"Prepare to die."
Clenching the Nichirin Sword in his hand, Saneya suddenly became violent.
He rushed towards Black Death Mo. Facing the light of the sword, he leaned down and slid down, passing through Black Death Mo's lower body.
Then, he raised his long sword. The knife slashed towards the ankle in front of him.
The breath of wind.
The shape of one.
Dust whirlwind.
Swish.
A terrible tornado rushed towards Hei Shimo, but he jumped up to avoid it.
Rumble.
Several thick missiles. The stone pillar exploded and shattered in the tornado, making a deafening sound
"clang."
The blades of the weapons met, and the two swords collided together.
"Haha, this is really a disgusting knife."
"You bastard."
Shimi looked at the blade full of eyeballs in front of him and mocked
"Breath of the Moon, Pattern of Five"
"The slaughter of the moon soul."
Ignoring Shimi's taunt, Black Death Mou danced wildly with his sword, slashing out countless cold sword lights.
Faced with such an attack, Shimi did not dare to take it hard and retreated to avoid it.
"sure"
"To be able to deliver so many slashes"
"Breath of Wind, Three Patterns"
"Smokey clouds and windy trees."
Shimi waved the Nichirin Sword and used his combat skills to push back the Black Death Mou who was pressing every step of the way.
"Gives me goosebumps"
"This bastard combat skill."
Through the brief fight, Saneya also discovered the difficulty of Black Death Mou.
Each of the opponent's slashes was accompanied by numerous small and irregular blades.
Moreover, their size and length varied. The stop changes.
Hei Shimo's speed is also very amazing.
The most terrible thing is that this bastard can actually breathe, thus further increasing his speed and attack ability.
"Haha, interesting, so interesting"
"You ghost is worth killing."
After knowing the power of Black Death Mou, Shimi became excited.
"The Breath of the Wind, the Shape of Two"
"Sharp Claw·Exorcism Wind."
The knife was swung down, and the light of the knife, like sharp claws, fell towards Hei Shimo.
Hei Shimo raised the knife to block it, but his own blade also suffered some damage.
Dang.
Facing Shimi's leaping knife, Hei Shimo Death Mou raised his knife to block it again.
Just as the two were wrestling, another long knife stabbed insidiously from the bottom of Hei Death Mou's head.
Hei Death Mou tilted his head back and dodged narrowly. this blow
"It's my knife."
Xuanya on the side was stunned.
His brother Shimi actually held his own sword between his toes and almost stabbed Hei Shimo through the head.
This kind of sword skill is simply unheard of. I
'm afraid that among hundreds of people in the past , Among the pillars, Shimi's strength is also one of the best.
Seeing that the sneak attack failed, Shimi began to have a head-to-head confrontation with Heisimou.
Dang, Dang, Dang.
Along with the sound of swords clashing, the face of Heisimou also changed. with a hint of surprise
"Hmm...you can actually keep up with my combat skills"
"This feeling is really nostalgic."
Whoa.
Suddenly, Shimi's nostrils began to flow out a large amount of blood.
"Mr. Immortal River."Muichiro on the side exclaimed
"elder brother."Xuanya was also stunned.
It was obvious that this was the sequelae of overuse of the brain.
On the surface, the two seemed to be evenly matched, but in fact, Xuanya didn't even dare to blink.
Facing the cold moonlight of the sword, As long as there is the slightest mistake, Shiya knows very well that he will die on the spot.
"In that distant Warring States period"
"I've been like this too"
"He honed his sword skills with the wind pillar at that time."
Compared to Shimi, who was overworking his brain, Hei Shimo seemed much more relaxed, and even recalled the past events of that year.
"Breath of the Moon"
"Six types"
"There is a lonely moon in the night."
The cold sword light swept in all directions, instantly cutting countless wounds on Shimi's body. The surrounding stone pillars also broke one after another, and the cuts were smooth and turned into several pieces, which fell in response.
"Whoop, whoop, whoop."
The blood has stained Shimi's body red, and he gasped for breath.
"Well...it's really not easy for you to persist until now."
"Don't move around, otherwise the internal organs will spill out of the wound."
Seeing Shimi standing still, Hei Shimo also felt a sense of love for talents.
