Chapter 283 Being Bumped Into

soul!

Shangxian Zhiwu originally thought that the young man in front of him could act so free and easy because he had run out of vitality... Unexpectedly, he still couldn't hide the arrogance in his bones.

In this world, there are many people who can do whatever they want based on their status and background.

The so-called social status encourages the ugly side deep in people's hearts.

"All you care about is meat... To evaluate the price of meat based on identity, you shouldn't have touched the soul, right?"

Hazy asked.

Without waiting for the other party to reply, a blade as thin as a stream of light slashed across Lu's neck.

Wanted to chop off his head.

The heavy blade on the table, used to kill people and remove bones, flew in the ghost's hand as if it were nothing. Even though it cut through the air, it still made no sound.

However, the knife missed.

The man in front of him didn't know whether he was unsteady on his feet or something, but he suddenly leaned back and dodged miraculously.

The handkerchief stained with coughing blood fell to the ground, and his drooping eyebrows gradually raised, his eyes cold.

Looking at the ghost with a somewhat astonished expression.

At that moment, the ghost's arm automatically extended... It should be a kind of vampire technique.

"Huh?"

Shangshang Wu was stunned. Before entering the door, this man had trouble even walking through the door, but he was able to react to his own attack.

Although he is also wearing a samurai uniform under the black haori, the clothes are obviously to highlight his status, and his personal mobility is obviously inferior to that of ordinary people.

A weak body, according to normal logic, cannot react quickly like this.

"Can not you see?"

Suddenly, Long asked with a smile, stretched out a finger, "It's the soul..."

"My soul."

Pretending to be mysterious.

Whoosh whoosh!

Suddenly, Shang Xian Wu struck again, his right hand turned into a long snake that ran wildly in the sealed space, slashing wildly with the blade, and saw that the small house was filled with silver light for a while, and all of them were shrouded in haze.

But... no matter how fast and sharp the sword is.

Still not hurt at all.

With only his feet, the man moved back and forth in the perfect gap and the change point after the sword flashed, looking like a ghost.

"It's breathing..."

The ghost noticed Hazy's breathing.

Breathing caused something to change in his body.

"Are you from the Demon Slayer Squad?!"

Shang Xian Wu was shocked and suddenly sheathed his sword.

But it's not like that, because the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps all have uniform uniforms.

The most iconic one is the Nichirin Sword.

At this time, Hao was bare-handed and without any weapons.

Without swords, the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps, even pillar-level ones, are no longer a threat.

Being seriously ill only means that Hao's attributes are useless, but it does not mean that his skills are gone... The attributes are low, and the damage that may be caused, that is, the value is not high, but it is not completely absent. As for skills, as long as the existing power system in this world can support them and exert them, they will still have their own effects.

In other words, at least in terms of 'skills', Hao is still at the top of his game and has not regressed.

His years of experience and growth in the full-time world are... the deep-rooted nutrients in his soul.

The incomparable soul, that is, the spiritual will, makes Hao extremely sensitive to all external perceptions.

Even though his crippled body cannot support him to take some actions, relying on the breathing technique, he can temporarily break the 'shackles'. The only trouble is that once the overloaded breathing is used, it must be done quickly to absorb the blood as soon as possible and become ghost.

Otherwise... when the time comes, he will definitely die.

The body will definitely become useless...

"Um?"

At this time, the fight between the two people in the house had not yet ended.

Suddenly there was a commotion outside.

It was also accompanied by stops and noises from the villagers.

somebody is coming.

Two good smells...

From the Demon Slayer Squad!

Hao's ears twitched, and his eyes also glanced at the door and window.

When he looked at Hao again, his eyes had become more ferocious... Obviously, he believed that Hao was a member of the Demon Slayer Corps, and at this level...

"It's Zhu..."

Shangzhi Wu murmured, and then took off the coat he was wearing.

At first glance, this gown looked like something he used to isolate the blood and filth that splattered when he slaughtered the corpse, but it was actually used to cover part of his body.

As soon as the coat was thrown off, he could see a large human face on his belly, with a closed lip across his waist. After the skin split, a face full of fangs and covered in mucus was revealed. huge mouth.

"Three pillars, I'm really lucky...I didn't go to find you, but you came here to die."

The people on the string did not panic, but seemed extremely excited.

As the inhuman mouth on the belly opened, another vampire technique was activated, and the powerful suction swallowed up all the blood and debris in the room. Affected by this, the room became chaotic.

The oil lamp went out and the light was dark.

The huge suction force even caused the board to crack.

I heard an evil chewing sound.

After the suction dissipated, he found that the ghost in front of him had a belly that had more than doubled in size. After opening his mouth again, he spit out a foreign body made of pieces of flesh. It maintained some human characteristics, but was even weirder.

For example, some have four legs, and others...the upper body is just seven or eight human heads mixed together.

At the same time, Shangshang Wu also picked up another thing of his, which seemed to be one of his weapons.

Scales other than the knife.

The foreign objects vomited out of his stomach became faster and faster, and in a short time, seven or eight of them landed on the ground, further reducing the movable area in the room.

"The number of pillars that I ate...if I count the three of you, there will be more than twenty. I think that adult will be very happy."

Shang Xian Wu looked at Lun like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and said coldly: "Your meat is still very valuable. It's not as bad as you said. At least... I like it very much."

"It starts with you."

After saying that, it’s time to take action, make a quick decision, and kill Hao first.

Several mixed flesh and blood monsters in front of him were also preparing to pounce.

"Sigh...I wanted to have some fun."

Hao smiled slightly and pointed his finger like a sword. The breath from the corner of his mouth became longer and longer with the sound of swallowing.

The villagers outside can't stop the pillar-level swordsman at all. If Shangxian is killed, he will be in trouble if he wants to draw blood.

In addition, he found that his fighting thinking had some sequelae... When he saw the target's ability, the first thing he thought of was not the vampire technique.

Instead, the brain subconsciously emerged with the ability to reproduce, get close to change, and release thoughts.

If you want to defeat this kind of opponent, you must not delay time.

It will be very troublesome to fight a long-term attrition and positional war...

"You don't even have a knife, and you still want to..."

Looking at Long's posture, Shangguan Wu felt a little bit of heart palpitations for no reason, but he still pretended to be calm and sneered.

The main reason why he was calm...was that Ogi had no weapons.

Moreover, the man's posture was not the starting point for drawing a sword.

Just standing there...

"The breath of the soul, the shape of three, a hundred ghosts walk at night."

Hazy moved.

The muscles in his legs immediately burst into a cloud of blood mist, and even the leg bones made a snapping sound, but this did not hinder his sprinting speed, and he was in front of the ghost almost instantly.

Two fingers, like a dragonfly tapping water, tapped on Shang Xian Wu's forehead.

As for the two monsters made of flesh and blood lying in the middle, they disintegrated in an instant.

It was as if it had been torn apart by a brute force, as fragile as paper.

Due to the low physical attributes, even if Hao could forcibly increase his numerical value with breathing, it would only be within a limited range.

Although the ghost didn't react in time, he still saw it... As the man approached, he destroyed the flesh slave created by his vampire technique with his bare hands and fingertips!

And while getting closer, his fingers pricked different parts of his body, and finally he tapped his forehead...

The most astonishing thing is the 'power' displayed by this human being when attacking.

It was as if a group of ghastly ghosts suddenly swarmed into the small room. They hugged his body and began to eat.

He has fought with many Demon Slayer swordsmen and understands this 'power' very well.

Most of this so-called momentum can only be used naturally by swordsmen after coordinating the breathing method and pursuing the coordination of sword skills and body changes.

During this period, if the angle of the blade swing is wrong, or if the limbs do not keep up with the rhythm, the power of the blade will be affected.

Not to mention, the coercion created by the force of the sword.

Breathing plus sword skills, plus people, these three must be at the same frequency, which is the complete picture of the swordsman's breathing method.

And now... this seriously ill man doesn't even have a sword, and is more like a martial artist with bare hands. How can he use the 'power of a sword'?

"It doesn't matter. He doesn't have a knife. He relies solely on brute force. Even if he hits me, I can definitely withstand it... As long as his head can be saved, he is not worth mentioning." With this thought, looking at the hazy close at hand, Whangxian Zhiwu opened his mouth and revealed a sarcastic smile.

When did such a fool appear in the Demon Slayer Squad? !

The explosive power of the body is quite terrifying.

He is not as weak as he seems on the surface, as if he suddenly changed from a lamb to a tiger.

Or are you trying to hold me down while you wait for the two people outside the house to come to your aid?

Hazy's attack was even lighter than he expected, but the power looked scary. In fact, the fingertips touched his forehead, like being bitten by a mosquito.

Even he was stunned.

"you…"

He was about to open his mouth to laugh at Leng for doing something stupid, but suddenly his pupils shrank.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes became blurred and he lost consciousness.

"Don't worry...this move of mine is just for control, not for damage."

Before his mind went blank, he said something.

Immediately afterwards, blood spurted from the mouth, and the whole person fell down.

The physique of ghosts is very special. In other words, the effects of acupuncture and pulse manipulation will definitely be weakened... Their flesh and blood organs will automatically adjust and fuse when they feel 'injury'. This damage naturally also includes acupoint impact. , it may not even take a second to get rid of 'control'.

The main reason is that Hao's current attributes are too low. Although the skill effects are there, the level of damaging skills still depends on the base of attributes.

The reason why it is possible to make ghosts lose consciousness is that acupuncture is only an auxiliary method. What really depends on it is the deterrent power released by his soul.

This feeling is like a ghost seeing Wuhan. The mind will subconsciously lose control, and different symptoms such as limb numbness, stiff thinking, and sweating will appear.

And the soul strength of Hao is definitely higher than Wuhan.

After the vomiting was over, the hazy orifices were bleeding, and the vision became blurred.

The legs are useless.

But this little thing didn't bother him at all.

Before several monsters around him approached, he, who was lying on the ground, raised the blade that fell from the ghost's hand, cut open a piece of skin on the ghost's calf, and bit it.

At this time, the ghost was in a state of relaxation, completely defenseless.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for ordinary sharp weapons to hurt his body.

Gudong, gudong.

He rolled his throat and sucked slowly.

There's no other way, it's too late to find it, so just go up to the string Wu... Anyway, the effect of blood will definitely be much stronger than that of low-level ghosts.

I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but the salty blood entering his throat made him feel as if he was eating it.

"it's here!"

"There's someone inside!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from outside the door.

The door of the shrine was cut open with a long knife, and two figures one behind the other violently broke in.

Both of them looked very wary, mixed with anger.

But when the two pillars saw the scene inside the house clearly, they were both shocked.

Just look at a man lying awkwardly at the ghost's feet, as if... he is sucking the ghost's blood.

This scene is too weird... Both of them can tell that the man on the ground is an ordinary person, not a ghost, but the ghost standing in the center of the room is like a motionless stone sculpture, without consciousness.

Uh-huh!

One of them reacted first and swung his sword directly to kill several disgusting monsters made of flesh and blood.

Then, he would reach out to grab Xiang Long, pull him away, and keep a certain safe distance.

His choice is to save people first!

"Tenjuro!"

When Flame Pillar Purgatory Tenjuro was about to pick up the man on the ground, the solemn voice of his companion sounded from behind.

"It's...winding."

A few simple words made Tianshou Lang jump back like an electric shock and return to the door.

It was only then that Tianshou Lang saw the swaying pupils of the tall, plump and muscular body trembling constantly, as if he was gradually regaining consciousness, and numbers appeared on the whites of his eyes.

The Twelve Ghost Moons, the waxing team!

It turned out to be...winding! !

Tianshou Lang's brain felt like it was about to explode in an instant, unable to process and digest the information in this scene.

Before they arrived, they never thought that their opponent this time would be Shang Xian... and Wu!

Tianshou Lang came to his senses immediately and once again wanted to take steps to save the man on the ground, but was held back by his friend on the side.

Their group of pillars, so far, have not defeated anyone with upper strings, let alone upper strings, just lower strings... many of them have been broken.

"His legs are crippled and his physical condition is very poor. He can't move..."

Tianshou Lang looked at Shuizhu Kawai City Guard and said solemnly: "We must save him."

Compared with Yanzhu, who is only in his early twenties, Shuizhu, who is similar in age to the former, appears to be very calm and calm. He is analyzing the information of the scene he sees in his field of vision.

First, it seems that for some reason, Shangxian Wu lost his mobility, and his consciousness is gradually recovering.

He is about to 'wake up', and his eyes are gradually rolling down, as if he is resisting some kind of force.

Second, the man on the ground... did something very bizarre and strange.

He was not killed.

Moreover, the floor and the conditions inside the house showed obvious signs of fighting.

It seems to have happened not long ago.

"He doesn't need our rescue."

Shui Zhu glanced at it and said calmly.

There is a certain relationship between the man on the ground and this winding string.

"call……"

At this time, Hao, who had been sucking blood, finally relaxed and let out a breath of turbid air.

There was no disturbance from the sudden intrusion of the two men.

Aware of the gaze cast from behind, Hao stretched out an arm to support his upper body and slowly turned his head... There was still blood on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were deep.

In the eyes of Tianshou Lang and the city guard, this expression was full of evil energy.

"It's really unlucky for you to see me like this..."

The eyes of the two pillars staring at him began to become complicated, and he smiled lightly.

After drinking the blood of Shang Xian, his broken body felt as if a large bowl of extremely hot molten iron had been poured into it. While he was speaking, his appearance had already changed.

The blood vessels on his body bulged one after another, the muscles and skin began to squirm, and the five senses were also deformed...

The cells in Wuxian's blood still became extremely excited and active.

Not everyone can be transformed into a ghost. Many people will eventually die because they cannot bear the assimilation of Wuhan cells.

Becoming a ghost also depends on chance.

Of course, this is not a difficult thing for Hao.

Because... the will attached to Wuxian's gene makes it impossible to control him.

Tianshou Lang and the city guard were silent.

With Jian Yu's words and the situation of transforming into a ghost, no matter how stupid the two of them were, they understood at this time that this was the path chosen by the man himself.