Chapter 102 Hand-to-hand combat

"It's you……"

Onibatsuji Muzan's plum-red pupils slowly returned to normal, and he recognized the person in front of him as the demon slayer swordsman who killed Tōmo.

He quickly sorted out his thoughts and realized that the person in front of him had somehow used Naru's ability to teleport him here.

Kibutsuji Mumei's long hair gradually retracted into her body, and the beautiful woman's form slowly changed, turning into a noble young man in the blink of an eye.

"Should I praise you?"

"You have indeed surpassed those idiots of hundreds of years and successfully met me..."

Wu Mei didn't feel any trace of Ri Hu, and his mentality quickly returned to a superior state. He looked down at Tong Gu and clapped his hands gently.

Tong Gu is not interested in Mu Kai's hypocritical pretense. If he were an aboriginal person in this world, he might still be deceived by Onii Tsuji Mu Kai's strong ghostly aura and powerful posture. But for Tong Gu, who has read the original work, all of Mu Kai's All external pretense is meaningless.

He sneered, as if he felt very funny, and then he put his hand on his forehead and laughed.

The condescending and calm expression on Kibutsuji Muzan's face slowly faded away, and his face gradually darkened. He felt a strong sense of disdain and insult from the other party's laughter.

"Wuxian, you must be tired of pretending to be this calm all the time."

"Hurry up and take off your disguise and reveal your true, cowardly, cowardly, hypocritical and tyrannical appearance like a bug..."

Tong Gu slowly straightened up, and with his left hand on his forehead, he slowly covered all the broken hair on his forehead to the back of his head. There was no trace of gentleness in his expression. His head was slightly raised, his eyelids were lowered, and he looked down at Kibutsuji. No misery.

Veins popped up on Kibutsuji Muzan's forehead. He had never been insulted so directly before, and his voice was extremely cold.

"You want to piss me off, that's fine..."

boom!

The ground of Infinite City under Wu Kuan's feet quickly shattered. Even in this form, Wu Kuan still had physical abilities that surpassed all the others. He appeared in front of Tong Gu in an instant and stabbed Tong Gu's chest with one hand.

"you made it……"

In Wu Mei's cold voice, his right hand pierced the air and made an explosive sound. Tong Gu's body posture did not change, and he seemed not to be aware of Wu Mei's attack. However, when the sharp knife stabbed at him, Tong Gu's right hand could instinctively rebound. He stood up and suddenly held Wu Mei's right arm.

Wuxian's expression changed, and Tong Gu slowly turned his head and looked at Wuxian who was very close at hand, with a violent look in his eyes.

"I told you, it's an insect, so don't pretend to be a human...ah!"

With a loud shout, Tong Gu's muscles tightened suddenly, and he took a big step to the side with his left foot. He grabbed Wuhan's arm with his right hand and dragged him, and instantly smashed him to the ground.

boom!

Wumei felt an extremely huge force suddenly lift him up. In an instant, he felt his vision spin and was thrown to the ground. Before he could get up and struggle, the man who was so violent that he didn't look like a swordsman picked him up again and smashed him. The ground on the other side.

Bang bang bang bang!

Wuhan's slightly battered body plowed a seven-eight-meter ravine along the floor of Infinite City.

Tong Gu threw away the broken arm in his hand, slowly pulled out the Sun Blade from his back, and held it tightly with one hand. The Sun Blade turned red instantly.

"Oh, He Dao..."

With a disdainful voice, Wuhan slowly stood up from the ground. His noble manner no longer existed, and the King of Evil Ghosts finally revealed his true face.

Under the white hair, the limbs were wrapped in hair and blood, and the whole body was covered with a huge mouth with sharp teeth.

The ghostly aura that seemed to be the evil in this world kept coming. Even with Tong Gu's physical ability, he felt a little short of breath, but there was no change on his face. He just chuckled softly and said

"This is right..."

"Wuxian, this is what you should look like..."

Kibutsuji Mumei hadn't shown this posture for a long time. The powerful strength made him less angry at provoking human swordsmen. He waved one hand casually, and his arm instantly stretched and stretched like a flesh-colored thorn whip. It broke the air and made a terrible howling sound.

With a thought in Tong Gu's mind, the authentic tip of the Sun Lun Dao was raised in front of him.

boom!

The thorn whip transformed from Wu Kuan's arm collided with the Sun Lun Knife, making a dull impact. The floor beneath Tong Gu's feet shattered, and his whole body was pushed back several meters by the huge force.

Tsuji Muzan turned his head, as if he did not expect that this human being was still alive. He immediately danced with his hands wildly, and the two huge thorn whips instantly crushed everything in the center of Infinite City, whether it was the walls or the floor, they were shattered instantly.

Facing this storm-like blow, Tong Gu did not give in. The breathing rate in his mouth changed rapidly, and a strong wind rose instantly.

The breath of wind, the shape of land, the black wind and mist!

Holding the narrow black sun sword in both hands, a huge black sword energy followed by several wind blades instantly cut across the wildly dancing thorn whip.

puff!

As stiff as cutting old leather, the two smelly thorn whips slowly fell to the ground, but Oniwu Tsuji Mumei seemed not to be affected by the He Dao at all. In other words, his original recovery speed was already unimaginable, even with ordinary He Dao. The suppression of the knife still recovered in an instant.

He suddenly jumped with both feet, instantly emptying all the air in front of Tong Gu. Under the drastic change in air pressure, a strong wind rose between the two of them, and the white feather fabric behind Tong Gu shook violently.

"What's wrong, human beings, is this the extent of their strength?"

After Kibutsuji Mumei gave up his human form, his attack methods were no longer rigid. He transformed in the air, and his hands, feet and even his head turned into thorn whips and slammed towards Tong Gu.

Clang, clang, clang!

Tonggu Nilun Sword's defense was airtight, but Ghost Dance Tsuji Muzan's attacks were even more wanton, and all his mouths seemed to be laughing wantonly.

"No one in this world can kill me!"

Tong Gu seemed to have had enough of Wu Kuai's chattering. He stamped his foot suddenly and the entire ground shattered instantly. Tong Gu instantly fell into the next floor. Wu Kuai's five thorn whips grabbed the broken edge of the floor and pulled hard. He was instantly Fly into the gap on the next level.

Roar!

The ley lines roared again.

In mid-air, Ghost Dance Tsuji Muzan's breath was suffocated. He felt the whole space roaring, and in a blazing white smoke cloud, a dark sword light flashed from his body in an instant.

Puff puff puff puff puff.

Onimbutsuji Mumei's body fell weakly, and the thorn whip transformed into his body, including his head, was instantly cut off. He fell to the ground and stopped moving.

Tong Gu walked towards Wu Kuai without realizing it. Wu Kuai's head fell to the ground and he suddenly opened his eyes, filled with narrow-minded malice.

Puff puff……

Eight blood-red pipe whips suddenly stabbed out from Wu Kuan's legs, so fast that even Tong Gu couldn't avoid them for a moment.

Wuhan stood up leisurely and slowly pushed his head back to his neck.

"Disappointed?"

"You clearly cut my neck with the He Dao, but I still can't die..."

Muzan slightly injected blood into the tube. With just a little bit, he could make the human swordsman's body collapse.

"whispering sound……"

Disdainful laughter rang out, and Wu Kai's pupils shrank. He saw that the man who had been stabbed by his pipe whip was actually unscathed. His own blood flowed out of the pipe whip feebly and could not be injected into the other man's body.

The other party's body is actually as hard as steel?

"Wuxian, you are a ghost king, but you still like to do this kind of sneak attacks. You really can't stand on the stage."

Tong Gu's ridicule made Wuxian extremely angry, but before he could get angry, his pupils shrank and he retreated instantly.

Tong Gu smiled happily and said

"Of course I know that the Nichirin Sword can't kill you, but I still want to kill you..."

"Because it's so cool."

A card with shining black iron luster appeared in his hand, he pressed it on his chest and said

"Now, let me tell you what the real King of Ghosts is!"

Incarnation!

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