At the same time, traveling through time, starting from subverting the war at the top

Chapter 11 It’s too slow! It’s too slow!
Mitsuri Kanroji's face was pale, and she had not yet recovered from the life-and-death moment when a familiar voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

Mitsuri Kanroji raised her head subconsciously.

All that was left for her was Lin Mo's back, which quickly disappeared from her sight.

Thinking about what Lin Mo said to him before he left.

Mitsuri Kanroji clenched her fists, stood up again, and looked at the panicked citizens on the street with a firm gaze.

the other side.

Across the street, on the roof of a tall building.

"Hahaha"

"The Demon Slayer Corps is finally here. After waiting for so long, they are finally here."

A man wearing Japanese military uniform, a wolf-head military cap and a black cloak was lying on the roof, his white-gloved hands holding a sniper rifle.

The direction they were aiming at was exactly where Lin Mo and the others were previously.

This person is exactly the target of Lin Mo and his team's crusade this time, the second of the Twelve Demon Moons, Peilang.

click!
Duang!

The metal bullet shell fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Peilang pulled the bolt to eject the sniper shell.

He didn't care that the shot just now hadn't hit the target. Instead, his whole body was trembling with excitement. Before he became a ghost, he was an expert in torture. In his opinion, letting the other party die so easily was actually giving them a sense of relief. It was just the right thing for them not to die.

I was too excited just now and almost lost the fun.

Peilang tilted his head at a 90-degree angle to look at the night sky, a ferocious smile on his face.

"Calm down, calm down. As long as we catch these two Demon Slayers, we can force them to reveal the whereabouts of that man."

"Finally, I have a chance to avenge my great hatred!"

"I will definitely return double the humiliation I suffered that day to you ghost hunters!"

Peilang loaded the bullet, but when he focused his eyes on the gun scope again, he found that there was only a pink-haired Demon Slayer Corps member left on the opposite street.

Where's the other person?!

No,

No,

still none!

Peilang's scarlet ghost eyes moved quickly, but he still couldn't find any trace of the other person who had disappeared.

next moment!
A figure appeared in front of him like a ghost.

A dark red sharp blade slashed towards him.

The speed was so fast that Peilang had no time to react.

The sniper rifle, along with his hands holding the gun, were instantly cut off at the wrists.

Blood splattered on Peilang's stunned face.

However, being able to become the Second Lower Moon, Peilang's strength is still close to that of a low-level pillar, which is much stronger than those Lower Moons who were killed instantly a few years later.

As his hands were cut off, Peilang quickly retreated at the first moment.

The muscles in the wounds on his arms moved rapidly, and soon new arms grew out.

Peilang stared at the man in front of him, his eyes full of vigilance.

The pressure brought to him by the man in front of him brought back bad memories.

"Sure enough, all you ghost hunters deserve to die!"

"They all deserve to die!"

Peilang had a ferocious look on his face and was roaring loudly.

The next moment, more than a dozen gun barrels emerged from his body, and the pitch-black muzzles were all pointed at Lin Mo in front of him.

The shiny black gun reflected a cold light.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

More than a dozen rifles of various types opened fire at the same time, and in an instant, dense bullets shot towards Lin Mo.

"Hahaha!"

"Die, all of you die!" Peilang laughed loudly.

When he was still a human, Peilang was a samurai who believed in Bushido. However, after being attacked by soldiers with guns, those soldiers mocked Peilang's Bushido. From then on, Peilang began to believe that no matter how good his swordsmanship was, he was no match for a gun.

In his opinion, times have long changed.

Therefore, after becoming a demon, he gave up using the sword and instead used blood demon magic to store various hot weapons in his body.

Peilang didn't believe that at such a close distance, Lin Mo could block his fierce and energetic shooting with just the broken knife in his hand.

In Peilang's opinion, Lin Mo was doomed to die.

After a round of shooting, wisps of smoke emerged from the muzzles of the rifles on Peilang's body.

The smoke cleared.

The smile on Peilang's face froze when he realized that the man in front of him was not only not dead, but he didn't even have a single injury on his body.

"too slow!"

Lin Mo swung the Sun Wheel Sword in his hand and rushed towards Peilang.

Peilang responded hastily, shooting and retreating at the same time.

clang!clang!clang!
Sparks flew everywhere.

The knife in Lin Mo's hand seemed to have eyes, and every bullet shot by Peilang was blocked by him accurately.

"Too slow, too slow!"

"How did you become one of the Twelve Demon Moons with your level?!"

"You're still dreaming of revenge after this!"

Lin Mo said in disappointment as he easily blocked Peilang's attack.

This level of pressure is simply not enough for Lin Mo to break through now.

Peilang's face looked extremely ugly, but there was nothing he could do.

Lin Mo quickly broke through Peilang's fire suppression. With one slash of his knife, several gun barrels were instantly split in two like tofu. However, when the blade hit Peilang's body, Lin Mo suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Hey hey hey!"

"I was injured by you just now only because I wasn't prepared. Now you can't hurt me again!"

Lin Mo looked up and saw a layer of dark and sticky shadow attached to the place where his blade touched Peilang's body.

This is Peilang's blood ghost magic.

Able to control his own shadow to attack and defend.

Hiding a firearm in the shadows is one application, attaching it to the body for defense is another.

Lin Mo only felt that the feeling of the previous slash was very strange. There was no feedback of hitting anything. Instead, it felt like the knife in his hand was looking into a dark and bottomless swamp, and the blade was gradually sinking.

That’s right, this shadow is still trying to swallow the knife in Lin Mo’s hand.

The dark shadow began to wrap around Lin Mo's hand along the Sun Wheel Sword, and bright eyeballs emerged in the shadow.

Blood vampire magic.

Lin Mo pulled back the knife and shook it hard. Flames ignited on the blade and the black substance attached to the knife immediately disappeared completely.

Speaking of it, Demon Slayer's blood demon art is somewhat similar to One Piece's devil fruit, and they also have various strange abilities.

But these abilities will be useless in the face of absolute strength.

For example, dealing with the wolf in front of him.

Just fast enough.

So fast that the opponent has no time to use blood magic to defend.

Lin Mo looked at the arrogant Peilang and swung his knife.

[Sword Fighting Skill: Blazing Shadow Instant Prison Slash! ]

The tip of the knife, wrapped in dazzling flames, instantly cut through the darkness.

Swish!
Peilang looked down at his chest and saw a huge knife wound that almost went through his entire body. The next moment, blood spurted out like a fountain.

This sword move was a unique sword technique that Lin Mo created by trying to fuse the Flame Dou Qi and the first form of Fire Breathing.

(End of this chapter)