The journey of dragon transformation starting from Demon Slayer

"Breath of Fire·Dancing Flame Spear!"

The spear began to dance, and Brand's entire body seemed to have become a spring of flame tornado.

Debris flew and dust flew.

A large amount of wind was affected by Brand's power, forming a storm visible to the naked eye.

Feeling that his clothes and hair were being sucked towards him, his black eyes suddenly froze for a moment, and he quickly jumped back.

"Not waving the spear randomly, but waving it in a special rhythm..."

"The air is being pulled through..."

"Being able to use such a weapon perfectly and with such agility...perfect gun skills..."

Looking at Brand, a smile suddenly appeared on his face with black eyes.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

Countless sounds of gold and iron sounded, and countless moon blades were blocked by the violent spears.

The power of the storm was gradually strengthening. Not only his clothes, but also his body were attracted, and his shoes made a harsh sound as they rubbed against the ground.

Seeing that the attack failed, Black Death Eye felt that he had to fight with all his strength.

Such an enemy has not been encountered for hundreds of years.

You know, the last people who gave me such a sense of oppression were my younger brother Yuanyi and that adult.

Now is the time to prove your chosen path.

Following the movement of his body, the ghost knife in Black Death Eye's hand changed again, forming several branches like a tree branch.

"Breath of the Moon - Form Eight, Moon Dragon Tail!"

Taking a deep breath, Black Death Eyes waved the evolved ghost blade, sending out a huge horizontal slash, its power will sweep everything in front of it.

Not only that, the blood ghost technique originally produced only small moon blades, but now they have all turned into giant full moon blades.

The purple sword light reflects countless blue moons, making it look deadly and beautiful.

Such a tricky and sharp attack was directed towards Brand, who was standing there dancing with his gun.

As if he didn't feel his opponent's attack, Brand still stood there like a living target and continued to dance with the flame spear in his hand.

"Do you want to defend yourself like this... Stupid choice..."

He also picked the right moment to make such an attack.

Since you have a rhythm, you just need to find the flaws.

The current number of full-moon blades and such fast dancing guns may not be able to be completely defended.

Even if it is guarded, this horizontal slash will cut the opponent directly in half during the gap between the spear dance.

Seeing his attack gradually approaching the opponent, Black Death Eyes murmured: "Failure to see the world I saw is the reason for your defeat..."

Now Black Death Eye is prepared to turn the evolved ghost sword back to its original state, and then bring the seriously injured Brand to join his side, turning him into a ghost.

In his eyes, the outcome was already determined.

boom! ! !

Soon, the huge slash came into contact with the flame tornado, making a roaring sound.

And in the dust, Brand's breathy voice sounded from inside.

"People usually say this..."

“It usually doesn’t work!!!”

"Aha!!"

laugh! ! ! boom! ! ! !

As Brand shouted, Black Eyes suddenly felt pain in his waist.

After realizing that he was injured, Black Death Eyes heard the explosion from the ruins behind him and the strong wind blowing in the face.

Even without turning around to look, he could still tell that a fan-shaped vacuum area was definitely being swept out of his back behind him.

Black Death Eyes was very convinced of this.

Because the trembling of the ground is the best indication.

"Such an attack..."

At that moment, even with the black eyes that entered the transparent world, he could not feel how the other party attacked.

One hand was holding his waist, and the other hand was holding the blade of his black eyes, his face full of solemnity.

While the blood from his waist was pouring out vigorously, a very serious burning smell came from the wound.

The searing pain stimulated Black Death Eye's nerves. After suffering such an injury, Black Death Eye himself could not even pick up the evolved blade.

As long as he raises the blade to activate combat skills, his fragile waist will definitely be crushed under the weight of the blade.

In a fight like this, it's not a good thing to have your upper and lower body separated.

"He Dao...that's how it is..."

Staring at the man slowly walking out of the smoke, there was a hint of understanding in his dark eyes.

The long dance of the gun heated up the temperature of the gun body, and the collision with his own attack accelerated the formation of He Dao.

Chapter 138 Black Death Eyes and Brand (Part )

Dancing with the gun for such a long time is not a useless effort.

But prepare for the final blow.

An extremely fast horizontal slash directly covered and annihilated the tail of his eight-shaped moon dragon wheel, and then swept it towards him at a speed that did not reduce its power.

Such speed, such explosive power.

This is the successor.

A successor who will carry forward Yan again.

At this moment, the black eyes suddenly had the idea that as long as he could continue to practice, he would be able to use the breath of the moon to reach the state of Yuanyi.

"Honestly, I thought you would just rush over to me while I was doing the gun dance..."

Smiling, Brand wiped the sweat from his forehead.

This hearty gun dance was the second time since I learned the breathing technique.

Looking at the huge fan-shaped area behind the black eyes that had been swept away by him, Brand suddenly felt a sense of relief.

After all, without the huge increase in physical ability of the evil ghost, it is really difficult to rely on the human body to replicate that kind of attack power again.

Fortunately, I have the super skill of breathing.

"As long as you attack at close range... you will definitely be cut into blood foam..."

Although he was cut in half, the eyes of the black eyes still showed no fluctuation.

Without the smile, he just told the truth plainly.

"You are clearly using the breath of fire, but you are able to do something that even Yuanyi can't do..."

Although his skills failed to surpass him, his body surpassed Yuanyi.

Hearing Black Eyes say this, Brand was stunned for a moment, and then laughed heartily.

"Oh! Are you talking about this?"

"I could do such a slash in the past!"

"To be honest, it's a bit uncomfortable to not be haunted by evil spirits... But thanks to the breathing method..."

"The evil ghost... is it a weapon..."

"Well! It should be considered..."

I don't know why, but when I heard this word, the black eyes suddenly felt a chill running down my spine.

It was obviously something named as an evil ghost, but it gave me an extremely terrifying feeling.

Soon, the burning feeling gradually subsided, and Black Death Eyes pulled out the blade on the ground.

"Keep...fighting..."

"Oh!!! Just what I wanted!"

Faced with Black Death Eye's invitation, Brand set up his spear again.

Not only did Black Eyes think that way, but Brand actually felt the same way.

The battle just now was just to warm up.

Moreover, the imperial gear has not been worn yet, how can it end so hastily!

I can feel that I can become stronger!

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On the other side, Xing Julang, who was supposed to confront Tong Mo with the boy, was dragged to another battlefield by someone unexpectedly.

"Hey! Long time no see, Xingshourou..."

Yiwozuo, who had pink hair and eyes still engraved with the string number three, smiled and said hello to the man opposite.

And after hearing what Yiwozuo said, Xingshou Lang also felt the same way.

"Well, I haven't seen you for a while, Yi Wo Zuo."

"When I think about not being able to kill you last time, I feel extremely regretful!"

Xingjulang, who was full of energy, opened his eyes wide, and as he said this, the voice coming out of his chest was full of energy.

"Because if I let you go, there must be many more victims!"

"What a shame! I am simply not worthy of being a pillar!"

"If there was a crack in the ground! I would be so ashamed that I would want to crawl in!"

Although the enemy said that he felt sorry for not killing him, Yiwozuo was surprisingly not angry at all.

"Eating people? During this period, I didn't eat alone... Anjuro..."

Hearing what Yi Wo Zuo said, Xingshou Lang looked at Yi Wo Zuo's expression.

"Because that adult gave me a lot of blood, I haven't eaten people for a while... Even so, I still became stronger..."

Spreading his palms, Yiwozuo stared at his hands without knowing what he was thinking, and said without raising his head.

"Speaking of which, what about you? Xingjulang..."

"Without becoming a ghost, without the Lord's blood, cultivation can only be achieved by practicing this primitive method."

"Human beings are such creatures..."

After saying that, a strong aura came out of Yiwozuo's body, like a real sense of oppression that even ruffled Xingshourou's hair on his forehead.

"Do you regret not accepting my invitation and not becoming a ghost anymore..."

"Anjuro..."

Xingshoulang didn't even take a second to think about Yiwozao's proposal.

"I do not regret!"

"No matter how many times! I will choose to fight to the end as a human being!"

Hearing such an answer, Yiwozuo was not surprised at all, because in his understanding, Xingshou Lang should be like this.

Only this kind of Anjuro exudes unique charm.

"I'm glad you declined my offer..."

"Then let me test how powerful you have become and whether you are qualified to face our Shangxian ghosts or even see the true face of Lord Wuhan..."

"The technique unfolds..."