Chapter 294 A thirteen-year-old swordsman?

Gauze-like clouds floated in the night sky, and the originally bright starlight dimmed, making the village, where every house turned off their lights, look even darker.

Just a burst of sudden footsteps broke the silent atmosphere.

It didn't take long.

The sound of rapid breathing echoed on the street along with the approaching footsteps. Soon, a young man holding a samurai sword and wearing a purple feather cloth was running against the night wind, sweating profusely.

"Damn it, damn it, why am I so unlucky that I can still encounter ghosts when chasing wild boars into the mountains?"

Although he is determined to join the Demon Slayer Squad and eliminate these flesh-eating evil spirits, he hasn't joined yet. The key is that the ghost is so powerful that he seems to be no match!

The young man seemed to be unable to run anymore. He looked back behind him and found that the ghost didn't seem to be chasing him, so he felt relieved. He held his bent knees with both hands and regained his breath while panting.

He smiled bitterly and said: "Hey, can I really pass the final selection at my level..."

【call out----】

But before he could finish his self-mockery, a sharp sound broke through the air suddenly. This made the young man's face change greatly, and he rushed towards the left side desperately.

【boom! 】

A loud noise appeared behind him. When he rolled on the ground several times and looked up in embarrassment, he was horrified to see that where he was standing before, a two-meter-tall man with pale skin and two horns on his head had been killed. The figure made a big crater, and the smoke and dust spread around, making it look very oppressive.

"Hey hey hey, you can really run. It's really hard to catch me if you're lost in the forest, but you took me to a good place, hiss——"

I saw this humanoid monster with black eyes, almost invisible pupils and bloodshot eyes. He tilted his neck up to enjoy the caress of the moonlight, took a deep breath of air, and said with a ferocious smile full of enjoyment: "The smell of food, so much Ah~"

However, this place feels a bit familiar, but it just can't be remembered. But that's not important. Let's eat the unique meat in front of us first.

"It's over. Do you really want to die here? I just left the army!"

The boy holding the knife felt like crying but his mood was good. He did not lose his mind due to despair, but began to comfort himself.

"Fortunately, there are no girls here, so it won't be too embarrassing when I get eaten later..."

But the white ghost couldn't hold it back any longer. He opened his mouth full of flesh and blood, viciously trampled on the potholes in the street again, and bent his sharp fingers like an arrow from a string to bite.

"Hey, just accept your death, little piece of meat~~"

Its speed was astonishing. An ordinary person might not be able to react at all, but not the young man. He took a calm, deep breath and swallowed the cool air into his body.

Soon, the originally weak body seemed to bulge a little, the muscles in his arms became tighter, and veins popped out in his neck and forehead.

He is going to fight!

The boy turned counterclockwise on the spot, narrowly avoiding the white ghost's straight-line bite, and at the same time waved the long knife with purple stripes in his hand.

"One type: bending the snake and cutting it!"

A magical scene appeared. A lavender arc-shaped air flow visible to the naked eye appeared on his blade, trying to slash at the white ghost.

But Bai Gui's speed seemed to be faster than his knife. He stopped the blade with his right arm in time, and at the same time, he fiercely grabbed the young man's throat with his left hand.

"Oops!"

Although the white ghost's arm was successfully cut off, there was no joy on the latter's face. The young man thought in his mind that the teacher had taught him that at this time, he could use the second form to get behind the opponent and cut off the opponent's head easily.

But the One Style is his most proficient move. Although he can also use the Two Style, he has to switch between different sword moves freely in battle. Sorry, teacher, he can't do it...

"Hey, are you going to die? What a pity. I heard that there will be some cute and brave girls in the final selection. I won't have the chance to see them now."

Facing the ghost claw getting closer and closer, in this moment of divergent thinking, the young man's mind seemed not to be normal.

"Should I close my eyes now?"

【Bang————】

Just when the boy was about to close his eyes and face death, his eyelids were just about to fall down. In front of him, the ghost claw with pale skin, black nails and blood foam in the seam was suddenly hit by something.

That's right.

It just turned into a pile of rotten flesh and exploded. Before he could react, someone behind him seemed to grab his shoulder, and with a huge force, he flew backwards.

In mid-air, the boy saw a petite pink figure appear quickly, and then the white ghost flew out with a muffled sound.

In the blink of an eye, he and the white ghost fell to the ground almost at the same time.

"Hey!"

The boy's butt hurt from being thrown to the ground, but this made him very happy, because it meant that he was still alive. Then he quickly looked up at the back of the short-haired figure standing in the field.

"You...are you?"

But as soon as he saw the curved-edged sword tied to his back, he seemed to understand something.

"Hehehehe, here comes another girl, a little girl with thin skin and tender flesh. Speaking of which, I haven't really eaten it before. I just want to try it~~"

The white ghost turned over and stood up, patted the chest where he had been kicked, and looked at Wuming's whole body with a sinister smile on his face.

"The arm has recovered?"

Wuming, who was holding a steam musket, was surprised to see that both his right arm, which was cut off by a knife, and his left hand, which was broken by his own shot, had completely recovered.

This scene was also seen by Lasky who was hiding on the roof of a certain building. He also noticed that there was so much movement here, but no nearby residents came out to take a look.

Even the head of Shanzhi Village, who provided them with accommodation, was clearly awake judging from their breath.

"what are you?"

On the street below, Wuming pointed his gun at him and shouted.

"Well?"

The white ghost asked was stunned. She didn't know how to answer for a while. At this time, the young man behind Wuming who had already stood up walked to her side with a samurai sword in his hand and asked in surprise: "Your teacher never told you about ghosts." Something?"

He thought Wuming was a member of the Demon Slayer Team who was going to the final selection just like him. After all, judging from the opponent's skills, he had definitely mastered the breathing technique.

Why is this cute little girl holding a musket?

"No, the situation at that time, if you don't use a gun, you can't save me at all, it must be because of this!"

"Maybe you said it, but I didn't remember it!"

I saw Wuming raising her chin and speaking confidently. Her arrogant little appearance combined with her absolutely beautiful face immediately made the young man's heart flutter.

"so cute......"

"Then just remember it in my belly!"

The white ghost laughed wildly and rushed over again. They were just two little kids, just the first meal when they came down the mountain.

"careful!"

"If we cooperate, there should be no problem. By the way, my name is Furushi Fumi, and I am thirteen years old!"

The young man hurriedly introduced himself, thinking that if he still didn't fight after a while, then at least he would let the other party know his name.

But after thinking about it, he didn't want to be embarrassed in front of such a cute girl, so he immediately faced the white ghost with a knife and shouted: "Two-shaped narrow-headed fangs!"

He was seen walking around with strange steps, and with incredible movements, he instantly circled behind the white ghost. The long purple-striped knife in his hand was wrapped with a layer of emerging arc-shaped airflow, biting the back of his neck like a purple snake.

"interesting......"

Lasky on the roof narrowed his eyes when he saw this scene, "Can you wield sword energy at such a young age? But the strength shown by this does not reach the level of a swordsman."