As a coser, I passed through before I finished my makeup

Chapter 247

The moment Tong Mo appeared, the battle had actually turned around. His strength was stronger than anyone else present.

As long as he is a little weaker, Mr. Komaji, who hates him to the extreme, would have fought him to the death. If it was strengthened by Onimai Tsuji Musai...

"Damn—we haven't tried Huasang, how can we give it to a man from the Demon Slayer Squad who can't even swing a sword to taste it." side.

Too fast, too fast to react.

Kamado Tanjiro made a backhanded sword, but the blade was intercepted by the rushing Bantengu. For the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Team, the Kamizushi was not so easy to deal with.

Tanjiro, who had combat experience, staggered the blade and turned the slash into a stab. The sharp point of the stab pierced into the skin of the ghost, but soon it was difficult to get any further.

There was a flash in front of my eyes, and I met those colorful eyes as beautiful as glass.At this moment, before I even had time to feel the pain in the palm of my hand, I could only feel the retreat of the scenery.

Immediately afterwards, with the sound of continuous "bang" gunshots, a bloodstain was wiped off Tong Mo's face.

It's Immortal Chuan Xuanya.

I turned my head and only saw his jaw.At the moment just now, he hugged my shoulder with one hand, and then quickly retreated to avoid Tong Mo's hand.

From this angle, I could see the blood from the corner of his mouth dripping down his chin and onto my clothes.Swallowing my blood with the power of the cyan Bana flower, the breath on his body has a smell that is obviously similar to mine.

The digestive system was working much faster than I imagined. I stood upright a little, and immediately saw his blue-green pupils like mine.

The bullets in the gun are filled according to the influence of his abilities, so they can scratch Tong Mo's skin.

"Even if you digest Hua Sang's power, can you only reach this level?" The mask-like smile on Tong Mo's face never disappeared, but the words that came out of his mouth seemed to have no trace of emotion, "Really? ……Such a waste."

As he said, he tapped his fingers on the wound with a slight burning sensation, and the wound healed instantly without any trace.

My lungs hurt like hell and it hurts to breathe.

Did the sequelae brought about by the breathing method actually have such serious consequences?

The energy I used for unfolding just now disappeared in the open space because I lost my continuous supply.

When Tong Mo opened his fan, the fog visible to the naked eye thickened and lingered on his fan.

"Hua Sang can rest assured, my tricks are all for "salvation", very gentle. He looked at me intently, "It won't make Hua Sang feel pain." "As he spoke, he flicked his fan in the air, "Vampire Art - Man Lianhua——"

Condensed by the cold mist in the air, ice lotuses are entwined on several thin vines, like a trick that is more ornamental than practical, it hits like a whip, Immortal Chuan Xuanya pushed me behind me, and flew into the air by myself Jumping up, stepping on the lotus flower, the ability to ward off evil spirits is aroused on his body, turning himself into a weapon itself, swiping his wrist, wrapping several branches around his hand and pulling it down, the hand is in contact with the blood ghost technique There was a "sizzling" sound, and he raised his right hand at the same time, and fired several shots in the direction of Tong Mo.

His gun can only store six bullets at a time, which has already used up all the bullets loaded this time.Refilling takes a few seconds.

Tong Mo smiled, and didn't even intend to move his footsteps. He closed his fan and waved it in front of him, "Blood Ghost Art·Scattering Lotus Flower."

A large number of finely crushed ice flowers swayed by the fan, each petal is as sharp as a blade, like a net, the fine blade cuts the bullet.

Immortal Chuan Xuanya obviously expected this situation long ago, the cut bullet did not fall weakly on the ground, but stagnated in the air, and then burst into light from the core of the bullet.

"Bang" - Huge explosions sounded in front of Tong Mo one after another. What exploded was not gunpowder but the energy of the blue Bana flower.

I was a little surprised, Immortal Chuan Xuanya was more flexible and powerful than I imagined, and in just a few seconds, he was able to wrap the ability of the blue Bianhua to ward off evil spirits in the blood ghost technique.

Although it sounds as easy as pinching dumplings, it is not as easy as saying that the upper lip touches the lower lip to spread two completely opposite forces together.

However, I don't think Tong Mo will be really injured.He is a character who likes to play with his prey, so he seldom uses his full power directly when the difference in combat power is so large.

To put it simply, it is to underestimate the enemy.This is the real reason why Xuan Mi can seem to be on par with him.

The battle situation here is not optimistic, and it is the same with Kamado Tanjiro, because the dog has been beaten very loosely by Mr. Komaji just now, and the recovery speed of his multiple clones has dropped significantly. There weren't many opponents, so he didn't hesitate, and simply merged the avatars together.

The full body state of Shoupotian-Bantiangou, after forcibly absorbing the three ghost clones of Kongxi, Coke, and Aijue from accumulated anger, is far beyond the comparison of the four scattered abilities just now.

On his back are several thunder god taiko drums engraved with the word "恨", holding "S"-shaped drum sticks. He looks like a boy, but the blue veins protruding around the ghost horns on his forehead are connected to the red vertical pupils. The dark eye sockets were full of malice.

"Evil—is an enemy of the main body, both are extremely evil, extremely evil!" The taiko drum behind Mo Poten suddenly lit up, and a wooden dragon grew out of it for no reason, stabbing Kamado Tanjiro.

Very hard!

Tougher than most ghost necks.

Kamado Tanjiro's blade sliced ​​across, but it could only spark a burst of sparks, and the sound of the two colliding was like metal, as if there was a whisper of thunder.

No, not as if!

The blood ghost technique of Shou Potian can use the wooden dragon as a medium to use the blood ghost technique of the original four clones——

This is the raging thunderbolt!

The scattered sparks became the source of scattering the lightning, and Kamado Tanjiro could not dodge, nor did he have time to dodge, the moment he breathed, his mouth seemed to be on fire.

God of Fire Kagura·Flame Dance!

The arc-shaped double combo entwined with flames chopped off the wooden dragon while releasing the current, breaking off the source of the subsequent vampirism.

But this didn't solve the problem at all. Tanjiro's keen perception made him lower his body before he realized it, and turned sideways on the ground, avoiding the spikes on the ground and behind him, and the wooden spikes suddenly bulged , the sharp part opened something like a mouth, spat out a large group of wind blades, easily chopped the stone bricks in front of Tanjiro as a shelter, and at the same time carried harsh sound waves, tearing Tanjiro invisible. breath.

A hard fight—whether it's Kamado Tanjiro or Undead Kawa Genya, they can't even get close.

The difference in strength is simply too great.

Suddenly, I heard that rustling sound, and a cold breath came from behind me.

not good--

Tong Mo's blood ghost technique just now was not only to trap the immortal Chuan Xuanya, but also to use the cover of the lotus to send the puppet behind me.

Blood Ghost Art·Crystal Prince.

Although the ice puppet made by Tong Mo is only the size of Tong Mo's fan, its strength is compared to the main body, and it can even use the same strength of blood ghost as the deity.

Fighting was not the purpose in the first place.

If they catch me, they might not even bother to fight!

I turned around and raised my left hand, the unhealed wound should be able to restrain——

With a bang, the heavy object fell to the ground.

Mr. Komaji's fist slammed on the ice doll's body, and the shadow of the magic technique unfolded in front of his fist.

Destroy and kill type!

Concentrate the strength of the whole body on the fist, inject a large amount of fighting energy and swing it out at once, with almost destructive power, all of them are suppressed.

It's just that the doll's Tongmo avatar can't withstand such a full-strength blow. Unlike Tongma, who likes to play with his opponents, Mr. Komaji takes the battle very seriously at any time when he is the third of the first string.

The explosive wind generated by the fist hit me at close range, my skirt was blown flying, and I fell backwards.

The moment I was about to touch the ground, Komaji-san grabbed the fabric of my chest and pulled me up.

He frowned at my still bleeding wound and my miserable face.

"Ah, has Your Excellency Yiwozuo come back so soon?" Tong Mo didn't seem to care about the failure of his plan at all, he controlled the bergamot made by Bingshuang and swung Immortal Chuan Xuanmi fiercely behind him, Wu Feiyuan smashed through the ground and aroused a burst of smoke and dust, which seemed to be fascinated by people's eyes from afar.

Mr. Komaji pulled his face, as if he didn't want to talk to Tong Mo at all.

"Your Majesty Yiwozuo, why don't you speak? The matter of eloping with Hua Sang secretly, Mr. Wuyou can be angry, not just the kind of anger that wants to take back your number." Tong Mo stretched his brows, as if deliberately wanting to express Like, "It's so sad, like many believers I've seen, managed to escape, but not for long."

What is elopement? If you don't know how to organize language, you might as well donate your mouth to those in need.

The more Tong Mo talked, the more excited he became, as if he had really listened to our complaints. At the end of the speech, he shed two tears as if he had genuine feelings.

I frowned. His pretentiousness made me feel an inexplicable emotion from the bottom of my heart, like disgust, or something else, and there was even a trace of unexplainable excitement. When the sword was on the verge of breaking out, I couldn't help but speak. ,"Fake."

"Huh?" Tong Mo seemed to hear my voice, which was not too loud.

"Eyes are the windows to the soul, and your windows are covered with your tears." Actually, I have the urge to say that your "eyes are covered with gum", but I hold back, "The air outside If you don't go in, you... can't come out either."

Tong Mo is a person trapped by himself.

It always feels like this is something I would say, but it doesn't seem to be.

This feeling of contradiction is not the first time. Is it the after-effects after many reincarnations?

"It's so pitiful," I put on a sad expression, and treated him in the same way as others, "I can't feel any emotion, but I still pretend to understand everything, you It's really pathetic."

These words seemed to poke Tong Mo's sore foot, he even suppressed the arc of the corner of his mouth a lot, and another golden iron fan slipped out of his cuff.

The key of the right arm rests on the back of the left hand, and the two fans are unfolded at the same time. The poison released by Tong Mo seems to be much stronger, and the eyes are brighter in the mist, like two beautiful gems, which makes people want to Put it in the bag, "You should be more serious about your words to Your Excellency Yiwozuo."

This sentence was like a signal, I only felt a gust of wind passing by my ears, and the squeezed air even brought out a series of piercing and fine wind whistles.

Mr. Komaji's high-speed moving and waving Dou Qi collided with Tong Mo who was holding up the fan.

The battle of winding two and three is on the verge of breaking out.