I am the magnetic field maniac

As if he had seen through Daki's thoughts, Bai Wujie drank the whole bottle of wine, wiped his mouth, and smiled happily...

"If nothing unexpected happens, those guys called Demon Slayer Corps should have already started the encirclement and suppression work in the Swordsmith Village."

Daki was stunned for a moment, and the prostitute Taro hidden in her body changed his expression drastically!

Only the Upper Ranks and Muzan knew about the plan to raid the Swordsmith Village. Even Dakimakami was not aware of it - Muzan did not distrust her loyalty, he just did not trust her brain.

The plan to invade the Swordsmith Village led by Upper Five Gamatsubo is foolproof...

Gamatsubo has already sneaked into the Swordsmith Village and used his own abilities to set traps... and Hantengu, the Upper Four, has enough abilities to deal with multiple pillars!

As the logistics source of the Demon Slayer Corps, the Swordsmith Village is likely to be guarded by pillars...

So before taking action, Muzan simply ordered demons from various places to create a series of cases to divert the attention of the Demon Slayer Corps, and then raided the swordsmith village.

Although the first priority is to find the blue red spider lily that Muzan has been looking for for thousands of years... but it doesn’t matter if he can’t find it. For the Upper Ranks, the most important goal is always to kill all the craftsmen in the Swordsmith Village!

As long as the craftsmen who know how to forge the Nichirin sword and their collection of scarlet iron sand ore are gone, the Demon Slayer Corps will no longer have Nichirin swords to use, and it will only be a matter of time before they are all slaughtered!

The plan should have been foolproof, and there shouldn't have been any leaks, but now - who is the insider? !

Daki and Jifutaro had no time to think about it because another uninvited guest broke in.

The aggressive Uzui Tengen broke through the paper door of the roof attic and rushed in. When he saw Daki beside Bai Wujie, his eyes narrowed slightly.

This is definitely not the time to question why Bai Wujie did this. With the Upper Moon as his target, Uzui Tengen can tell the priorities!

"You're really slow. Your efficiency is too low." Bai Wujie put down his wine glass and sighed...

"Bad wine, bad food, and bad women. There's nothing else but this made-up skin. It's soulless and empty. I can't be happy, let alone raise the flag!"

Almost at the moment when Uzui Tengen drew his sword, Daki suddenly jumped up and killed Bai Wujie who was next to him!

The kimono on her body instantly exploded, turning into eight long ribbons that pierced Bai Wujie...

And each of those ribbons carries the speed to tear through the sound barrier and has an extremely sharp texture!

It was like eight sharp blades slashing at Bai Wujie's body.

"don't want--"

Before the prostitute Taro in Daki's body could even finish her scream, Bai Wujie had already put the eight ribbons directly in his palm, and his right hand grabbed Daki's head.

Although there was no hateful Nichirin sword in that empty hand, Jifutaro had such a strong sense of crisis - if caught, he would be dead! !

Without hesitation, Jifu Taro immediately pulled himself out of Dakimaki's body...

Two sickles that looked like they were made of spines swung their blood-red blades and slashed at Bai Wujie.

Blood Demon Art: Flying Blood Scythe!!

The poisonous blood-red sickle blade covered Bai Wujie's body like a noisy and chaotic shadow...

But before that, Bai Wujie threw Du Ji out of the window and disappeared from the attack range of the Feixue sickle at the same time.

"Look, she even has a man hidden inside her body. How can I get my dick off?"

The teasing was playful and meaningless, and the tone was filled with contempt and arrogance as if he and his sister were nothing.

But the prostitute Taro, who should have been angry, couldn't muster up any energy to get angry. His ugly and twisted face was bulging with veins...

The sense of urgency brought by the biological desire to survive all over his body almost made him unable to move!

"Go chase that brainless female ghost and see if you can get her head back first, or if I have to crush this ugly man first."

Bai Wujie stretched out his hands, the flashing arcs of electricity dancing endlessly in his palms, and he said lazily and casually to Yuzui Tianyuan...

The sound column looked at him deeply, and chased him out of the house without hesitation... At this moment, the prostitute Taro could only roar loudly to the outside...

"Quack! Daki, run! Don't look back, run!"

"Touching brother-sister love. It's like you already know you're going to die."

A lazy voice, and then there was a sharp pain in the front of the sternum as if it was torn apart... With an invisible force of energy hitting the chest and tearing the sternum and heart apart, Jifu Taro screamed while holding back the pain...

"Blood Demon Art: Circular Slash Rotation!!"

20. Desperate prostitute Taro

Like a storm, the blood-red sickle blade exploded along Jifutaro's exploding chest.

The horrific destruction, this storm-like rain of sickles exploded with extremely terrifying destructive power.

In just a moment, the erupting blood sickle blades turned the entire prosperous Kyogokuya into complete ruins...

The powerful destructive force continued to spread and diffuse as the surrounding buildings collapsed, just like cracks spreading on porcelain.

Fortunately, because of the human-stick balloons that Bai Wujie had released earlier, not many people chose to stay and watch the fun nearby, so the horrific explosive destruction did not cause any serious casualties.

However, it is not known whether this can be considered lucky... After all, to the people of Yoshiwara, it was just two cruel demons fighting each other.

"Nice fireworks, I like the colors."

As Jifutaro, who had burst out with great power, tried to find the enemy in the ruins, the sound of applause came from above his head...

Jifutaro raised his head suddenly, and what made him feel deeply terrified was that even with the outburst of his strongest power, his enemy, Bai Wujie, was still unharmed.

There wasn't even any dust on his body, as if telling Jifutaro that his best efforts were just a clown's performance.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? Why are you trying to kill us?!"

Jifutaro asked loudly in his hoarse and unpleasant voice...both to buy time for his sister to escape and because Jifutaro really couldn't figure it out.

The person in front of me can't possibly be a ghost hunter. At least he is definitely not a companion of those people in the Demon Slayer Corps!

Because he is so cruel, even more cruel than a ghost, and he is so capricious, even more capricious than a ghost, and even more unreasonable!

In the eyes of demons, such people are people who must be stayed away from, let alone the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps?

Those ghost hunters are not a group of people who will do anything to achieve their goals... If they were such people, they would not have been completely unable to suppress the rampant ghosts over the past few hundred years.

And unreasonable things can always destroy and insult reasonable things. In the past, it was ghosts against humans, and now it is crazy people against ghosts!

"Actually, the only person I want to kill is Muzan Kibutsuji."

Bai Wujie squatted down and looked at Jifu Taro, chatting casually...

He also didn't have to worry about what Muzan would see through Jifutaro's eyes... because he believed that Muzan was too busy right now, and the top four and top five in the Swordsmith Village were bigger problems than his own.

What's more, the force of the electric current that Bai Wujie just blasted into Jifutaro's body has burned Jifutaro's cells to a certain extent... Before the regeneration is complete, Muzan will not be able to obtain information through it.

But that's not entirely certain. Ghosts are interesting animals, an interesting thing that Bai Wujie has not yet fully studied.

"You are just a bonus at best. In fact, if we don't get rid of you, it will be difficult to force Muzan to take the initiative."

Knowing that Muzan Kibutsuji is a cautious person, all Shiromujie has to do is cut off his hands and feet.

To destroy all the Upper Moons is to force Muzan to take the initiative himself.

The prostitute Taro scratched his ugly and rough face vigorously and continued in a hoarse voice...

"What is the grudge between you and Master Muzan?"

"Is it important? Does a tiger need to find a reason to hate a rabbit when it hunts it? Does a lion say it understands the grudge when it kills an antelope? When you ghosts eat people, do you pursue this issue?"

Bai Wujie's rhetorical question left Jifutaro speechless, because just as he said, there was no reason, and no reason was needed.

This is the relationship between predators and prey, and it is also the reality of the strong bullying the weak.

The so-called strong man drawing his sword to attack the stronger one is nothing but a romantic fantasy of the moral guardians. Most of the strong men in this world, rather than devouring other strong men, are more likely to devour the weak.

But if Bai Wujie is placed in this position, doesn’t it mean that Muzan is the weak one being hunted?

Jifutaro's brain refused to accept this possibility... Not only was he confident in Muzan's ability, but he was also afraid that an angry Muzan would target them.

Having said that, there is actually nothing more to say.

Jifutaro couldn't retreat. Even if Bai Wujie agreed, he couldn't escape from here with Daki.

Because Muzan will be unhappy, because Muzan might kill them because of this.

Completely different from his own sister, the rational Jifutaro understands too well the position of these Upper Ranks in Muzan's heart - no matter how powerful the tools are, they are just tools.

A tool can be replaced at any time if it is no longer useful, but a tool that betrays its owner has no need to exist.

Jifutaro knew that he might really die here, but at least... at least he hoped to buy some time for Daki, or use his own heroic death to make Muzan let go of his escaped sister.

"In that case, there is nothing more to say. Try my blood sickle!"

Jifu Taro screamed and waved the two sickles in his hands frantically... The poisonous thin blades stained with his blood attacked Bai Wujie one after another.

However, those dozens of blood blades that were thrown out together were broken by Bai Wujie just by stretching out his hand.

"Electric current drives 780,000 volts of power. The hand of God."

The same moves, but the moves used to torture people who spoke disrespectfully to him were completely different from the ones that came out now.

Eight dazzling electric currents burst out from Bai Wujie's hands, winding around and pulling the flying blood blades like a winding snake tail...

This force broke up and gathered the countless blood blades, forming a rotating blood ball in Bai Wujie's palm.

"It's a good move, making full use of your body's characteristics. It's a pity that the penetration is not good enough."

Bai Wujie spun the blood ball around, and smiled casually as if he was playing around...

"Hehehe, let me help you improve it."

The scarlet blood cell began to take shape in his hand. The force of the electric current constrained the shape of the liquid to stretch infinitely... In the blink of an eye, an extremely thin "blood line" was formed.

"go with!"

As Bai Wujie snapped his fingers, countless elongated blood lines pierced towards Jifutaro on the ground like falling spears... and seeing this, Jifutaro frantically waved his blood sickle around his body to defend against the attack.

Blood vampire magic: jumping around!

Waving countless blood shadows crazily, Jifu Taro tried hard to survive. But unfortunately, his extraordinary attack still couldn't save him.

Dozens of thin blood lines instantly pierced through Jifutaro's defenses and penetrated his body according to the principle of a high-pressure water gun...

Although each wound was only the size of a grain of rice, hundreds of them combined made his shoulder almost like honeycomb coal.

What was even more terrifying was that a thin line of blood slashed horizontally at high speed. Jifutaro chose to roll over and dodge without any grace... but even so, one of his hands was still cut and flew out.

In the ruins, Jifutaro climbed up with difficulty, gasping for breath, and the broken arm was restored to a complete arm in an instant.

Despair. No matter how he looked at it or calculated it, Jifu Taro could not see any hope of victory!

In his long career, he had only felt such horrible despair when facing Lord Muzan. Even the top three Upper Moons could not kill him so casually.

"Now that you have finished your moves, it is my turn."

Just like a child playing the game of "you clap, I clap", Jifutaro has used up his tricks, and then it is Bai Wujie's turn...

It wasn't like he was having fun, he was just having fun, a game, an experiment, silly fun.

He dispersed the blood balls in his hands and slowly lowered his hands, while the powerful electric current caused countless dusts in the surrounding ruins to gather in front of him, forming a condensed gray mass.

The number of dust balls increased, but the total volume did not increase at all. Instead, the main body became more and more solid.

Even though Jifutaro had little education, he certainly understood this basic principle.

When the same total amount of matter increases but the size does not change, it only means that the thing is becoming more "denser" and more "heavy"!

In just a few seconds, Jifutaro was no longer sure how much dust and dirt was gathered in the sphere that had turned pure black... but its volume did not change at all!

Compressing objects weighing several tons, pulling them closer together with electric current, and compacting the size of the objects without changing their mass -

And this move was exactly what Bai Wujie had learned from the Ultimate Infinite Qigong not long ago!

"Gui Bo Qigong!"

With a roar, at this moment the endlessly compressed sphere was pushed out with a thunderous body that tore through the air!

Unable to resist, unstoppable, the moment he saw this thing, Jifutaro could no longer stop his fate of being hit.

boom! !

Jifutaro's consciousness became fuzzy, and he only felt that his body was moving at high speed as if flying in the air. He didn't know how long it had been. With the second impact of his body falling heavily to the ground and screams beside him, Jifutaro barely opened one eye.

He was actually knocked from one end of Yoshiwara to the other by the monster, and his own body was even more...

Both hands and one leg were completely gone, a huge bloody hole was punched in the chest, and the entire chin was gone.

Even though it was a ghost, it still took time to repair such injuries... and what's more, the monster wouldn't give Jifutaro the time he needed.

Damn, is there no way to delay time any further?