Chapter 207 Tragic

Mingyu Xingming completely released his striped state!

The powerful physique and momentum made Hei Shimo couldn't help but look sideways!

"What a powerful physique. Even in 300 years, I have never seen a swordsman who can temper his body to the limit.

"It's just that I can see that your vitality can no longer support you to activate your markings for too long!"

"Come and become a ghost! You are the third strongest human being I have ever seen! As long as you become a ghost, your will and your strength will be continued and surpassed!"

"You Demon Slayers didn't tell you the pattern on your arm what form it is!"

"Hundreds of years ago, there was a person who turned on the pattern, and then swordsmen turned it on one after another. Although they received a short-term increase in power, they all had one thing in common, that is, the swordsmen who turned on the pattern would all turn on the pattern. Die at the age of 25!"

"I can see that you are already 27 years old. As long as you are released this time, you will not survive tonight!"

Mingyu Xingming said nothing, while Yihei Xiaobanai on the other side had a look of shock!

"It turns out this is called stripes..."

"If I really can't live to be 25, then I will go all out to bloom my life and wash away the scum blood in me!"

Snake eyes are like needles!

The Nichirin Sword is held tightly in his hand, and the markings have not faded yet!

Although it consumes a lot of money!

but

Iguro Xiaobanai did not retreat!

Even if the Black Death Mou in front of him is extremely powerful, as long as he thinks of the people he cares about, the people he can save, and the things that can alleviate his sins!

So,

Trying your best to die may be the best ending!

Thinking of this, Yihei Xiaobane felt that his soul seemed to be shaking!

The whole world has become something else.

"Um?"

Hei Shimo frowned slightly!

"Humans...are they really that simple..."

In the eyes of Hei Shimo, Yihei Xiaobane has already entered the stage of

The state of the world is transparent, but I haven’t really stepped into it yet.

It cannot be freely controlled and opened, it is unstable and unsustainable!

Hei Shimo knew he couldn't wait any longer, and murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes, without the playful look before.

The ghost energy all over his body shook, and the terrifying aura rose directly into the sky, causing the surrounding gas to make continuous sounds.

"Evolve! My blade!"

The blood from his hand is fed into the Demon Blade.

Red light burst out, and blood-red forks extended in the blade.

"Breath of the Moon·Shape of Qi·Mirror of Disaster·Yueying!"

Waving the Ghost Blade in his hand, five giant shock waves traveling along the ground, along with countless small shock waves, attacked the two of them as if they were going to destroy the world and devour everything!

"Breath of Rock·Three Forms·Skin of Rock Body"

Mingyu Xingming didn't dare to be careless. He could feel his whole body trembling, and a life-and-death crisis kept echoing in his mind.

I saw him constantly swinging the meteor hammer with himself as the center. The speed and power were so great that he formed a perfect defensive circle around him!

Cyclone body protection, between flying sand and rocks!

Yihei Xiaobanai also reacted, and his whole body rushed out instantly. The sun blade in his hand was like a python, flexible and difficult to resist the shock wave of Hei Shimo!

"Snake's Breath·Three Types·Nest Twist!"

Shock waves collided with their Sun Blade!

"Bang bang bang!"

Explosions continued to sound, accompanied by the sound of the blade entering flesh and blood, blood flying, dust and smoke rising!

"Breath of the Moon·Eight Type·Moon Dragon Chakra Tail!"

Hei Shimou powerfully swung the ghost blade in a horizontal slash, and a terrifying huge blade energy rushed into the smoke along with countless full moon blades.

"boom!"

The explosion is still

It's an explosion!

The terrifying energy caused the houses in Asakusa Castle to disappear into the light of fire like candles in the wind.

soon

The smoke clears

Iguro Xiaobanai held the Nichirin Sword and stood motionless, with his head lowered and his hair scattered on his shoulders, like a sculpture.

And Mingyu Xingming fell to the ground. At this moment, one of his legs had disappeared, leaving only blood flowing out of the wound.

"puff!"

Yihei Xiaobanai spit out a mouthful of blood!

Then his whole body was shaken, and blood spattered from the blade wounds!

"Clang!"

The Nichirin Blade landed on the ground, taking one of his arms with it!

Hei Shimo said nothing, and his six blood-red eyes looked at the three people who fell on the ground indifferently.

"Human beings, such fragile bodies..."

"Look at you now, without the hands to pick up the Nichirin Sword, you are just useless..."

"So what if you realize the supreme realm? Without a strong body, you are just a handful of loess after all!"

"As your opponent, I give you enough respect and ask you one last time, do you want to become a ghost? Follow me to a higher realm and gain more power!"

"As long as you become a ghost, no matter whether it is a broken limb or injury, you can recover in an instant!"

No one answered Hei Sheimou, it was as dead as the surrounding life without stock!

"Ahem..."

The markings recede

A feeling of weakness swept through his body, and now he only had the last bit of strength left to open his eyes and look at the sky.

"So this is what death feels like...I should have died a long time ago...my dirty blood..."

"My Lord... I'm sorry... Iguro... Iguro didn't complete your mission..."

"And Mitsuri... I really want to... I really want to say to her... I love you..."

Iguro Xiaobanai's eyes were sluggish. At this moment,

his internal organs had already been damaged, and he couldn't breathe at all, let alone use breathing to repair and stop bleeding.

The heart pulse was broken!

The bleeding didn't stop!

In a trance,

a blood-red demon blade had been raised to the top of his head!

"The sorrow of the weak..."

Kuroshibo murmured.

Just then,

the knife flashed!

A blood-red sun wheel sword directly chopped on Kokushibo's demon blade.

"Dang!"

The powerful forces collided with each other, and directly shook him away!

"It's you again!"

Kuroshibo's eyes were filled with murderous intent, staring at Feng Yu's figure.

"Although your usual behavior makes me very uncomfortable, don't die here, otherwise Mitsuri will be heartbroken!"

Feng Yu took out a few healing pills and fed them to Iguro Xiaobanai.

"It's so tragic, even his hands are gone..."

Looking at Iguro Obanai, Feng Yu couldn't help but think of Rengoku Kyojuro who was teaching Senjuro at home.

"You didn't want the healing pills assigned to you by the Demon Slayer Corps. Now you've ruined yourself!"

Seeing that his life was saved, Feng Yu came to the side of Gyoumei of Sadness Island and fed him the healing pill.

As for Tengen Uzui, he was sent to a safe place by Xiao Hei.

"The injury is too serious... The organ function is damaged..."

"You guys... are really a bit arrogant..."

Perhaps it was because the three of them underestimated the enemy or because Feng Yu gave the Demon Slayer Corps the healing pills, but they didn't have the healing pills.

But even if they had the healing pills, they might not be able to deal with Kokushibo.

After settling the two people, Feng Yu held Onikiri and looked at Kokushibo coldly.

"Are you... ready... to die here?"

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