Ghost Slayer: A swordsman with pupil technique who plays Tai Chi

The sharp poison needle instantly pierced Wuichiro into a hedgehog, and even if it was not deep, the toxin spread rapidly.

Muichiro's vision gradually blurred, and his body swayed left and right, as if he was drunk.

Muichiro inhibits the spread of toxins through breathing, but the neurotoxins of the jade pot are like a fierce beast, eating away at Muichiro's spirit.

Muichiro turned around slowly, hundreds of poison needles densely inserted in front of him, but the corners of his mouth rose because he had protected his brother.

Since childhood, my brother has been protecting himself This time it was finally his turn to come forward.

Muichiro!

There was a livid face, eyebrows squeezed together, and green tendons burst out.

He's in a hurry!

But the water bowl not only prevented him from breathing, but also blocked the sound, and Yuichiro wanted to roar but couldn't.

Obviously, the jade pot that has become serious is not so easy to deal with, because there are lessons from the past, and the jade pot does not dare to be careless.

The jade pot is clear that if you despise these pillars, it is easy to die.

However, the scene in front of him made the jade pot a little proud.

That's it, isn't it enough to kill two pillars?

How did the two goods of Half Tengu and Fallen Ji die?

Obviously, they are dead in the dishes, unlike the Jade Kettle Master I, who is simply too strong.

The little jade pot baby-like hand held his forehead, and he looked up to the sky and laughed maniacally.

"Hahaha!"

"Dare to break my pot, I will make you a pot!"

"What's your name?"

Yikes!

The sound of sharpening the knife coming from nowhere attracted the attention of the jade pot, although the sound was very small, the jade pot could hear it clearly.

Sharpening?

The big brain of the jade pot is full of question marks, the ghosts are coming, but all normal people should run for their lives!

The curious jade pot followed the sound and finally came to the broken wooden house that the Tonggu War Rabbit and the two repaired.

"Hey! If you don't want to die, open the door for Lao Tzu? The jade pot roared from above.

After a few minutes, only the sound of sharpening knives echoed him.

Lean, what kind of stuff, dare to ignore your jade pot uncle.

The furious jade pot slammed the door of the wooden house into pieces with a punch, and there was no one next to Iron Tsukasa Hotaru, still sharpening his knife intently.

"Hey!"

"Human?"

Jade Pot called out impatiently to Hotaru Izuka, but the other party still did not respond to him.

The jade pot could not feel fear from Hotaru Izuka, he could not feel tension, he could not feel any emotions.

This is not the reaction that a normal person should have when he meets a ghost.

No matter how Jade Jug shouted, Hotaru Tsukasuka only had a knife in his eyes.

I'll go, good dedicated knife maker, he's too focused!

Jade Pot is not only embarrassed, he prides himself on being the most powerful artist, but Hotaru Izuka's behavior makes him feel ashamed of himself.

Abominable, abominable!

How can there be artists in this world who are more serious than me, I don't allow it!

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he vowed to make the knife maker in front of him give up sharpening the knife, and killing him directly was simply an insult to his heart that was passionate about art.

The jade pot summoned a blue pot, and more than a dozen sharp water blades broke through the air.

In an instant, dozens of more knife cuts appeared on Steel Tsukasa Hotaru's body, but this only brought the pain of drilling the heart, and there was no fatal injury.

Blood gushed out, and small pillars of blood spurted out, and in a short while, Hotaru's gray kimono was dyed red.

Even so, Hotaru Izuka was stunned and didn't say a word.

Jade Kettle wants to make Hotaru Tsukasuka give up sharpening the knife through pain, but it turns out unfeasible.

Bang!

Hotaru's fire man mask shattered to the ground, his long hair was shawl, and his peerless face under the mask was revealed.

The eyebrows were starry, the clear eyes were like stars, a sword light was reflected in them, and the white face was full of blood, as if the forged knife did not leave any marks on his face.

The jade pot was stunned, wasn't it! This is all right, this guy will not be unconscious!

Next, the jade pot thought of many ways, and the steel tsuka became scarred, but the knife in his hand did not hear about it.

On the trail not far away, Muichiro and Yuichiro were trapped in a water bowl and were about to suffocate, and the other was highly poisonous and dangling.

But the stupid jade pot did not choose to mend the knife, he thought that the two goods were dead.

Yuichiro was so angry that he looked like an explosive that had been ignited by a fuse, and cyan blood vessels bulged under his slender white skin.

The Nikkawa knife in his hand began to turn red from the hilt, red like a virus, and soon infected the entire knife.

Grunt! Grunt!

The water around the blade began to boil and bubble, and a crimson floating cloud texture appeared on Yuichiro's right forehead and cheek.

The markings and the knife opened together, and Yuichiro had already exploded.

Yuichiro swung his knife with his last breath in his lungs, and the fiery Nikki knife split the soft and winning water bowl in two.

"Damn, I'm going to cut you bastard!"

Yuichiro was so angry that he cursed all the dirty words, and he took out the antidote in his arms, which he specially asked for from his master in case he needed it.

Yuichiro plunged the antidote into Muichiro and said softly, "Muichiro, is it better?"

"Brother, I'm okay!"

The antidote is powerful, immediately suppressing the toxin, and of course there may be a streak effect.

Once a swordsman opens the markings, the markings will spread to the people around them like a virus.

Muichiro's only left forehead and cheek are also dark red textures, and the markings on his forehead are symmetrically distributed with Yuichiro's.

"Brother, let's go and behead that ghost!" Muichiro looks resolute, and he has the same mood as Yuichiro to protect his family.

Yuichiro did not dissuade his brother and nodded silently.

I saw Yuichiro's blade slip through Muichiro's Nikkawa knife, and suddenly sparks splashed, and he opened the knife for his younger brother, even if he knew that the other party had the strength to open it himself.

However, the knife evoked by the grip will also burn into the palm of the hand, thinking how "sour" it is to hold a red-hot iron rod in the hand.

Yuichiro didn't want his brother to suffer like this.

Yuichiro stood up, like a cannonball, ejected and went straight to the top of the mountain.

The tenderness on his face vanished, replaced by ferocity and rage.

You prick a hundred needles in Wuyilang, and Lao Tzu will cut a thousand knives on you!

Muichiro forced out the poison needle on his body with his breathing method and followed closely behind his brother.

He didn't want to hide behind his brother, he wanted to fight with him.

The jade pot in the wooden house was also about to explode, and he tried his best to ensure that the steel tsuka Hotaru did not die, but still did not shake the other party's attention.

"Aaaaah!"

"Can't you move?"

"I promise not to kill you!"

The jade pot roared up to the sky, depressed and about to die.

After thinking for a long time, the face of the jade pot suddenly became grim, and he raised his hand knife and aimed it at Hotaru Izuka's head.

"I can't disturb you, I have to let you die!"

"There is no need for artists in the world who are more dedicated than me!"