"It's you..."

Onimbutsuji Muzan's plum-red pupils slowly returned to normal, and he recognized the person in front of him as the demon slayer swordsman who killed Tongmo.

He quickly sorted out his thoughts and realized that the person in front of him had somehow used Naru's ability to teleport him here.

Kibutsuji Muzan's long hair gradually retracted from her body, and the beautiful woman's form slowly changed, turning into a noble young man in the blink of an eye.

"Should I praise you?"

"You have indeed surpassed those idiots of hundreds of years and successfully met me..."

Wuxian didn't feel any trace of Rihu, and his mentality quickly returned to a superior state. He looked down at Tong Gu and clapped his hands gently.

Tong Gu is not interested in Wu Kai's hypocritical pretense. If he were an aboriginal person in this world, he might still be deceived by Oni Wu Tsuji Mu Kai's strong ghostly aura and powerful posture. But for Tong Gu, who has read the original work, Wu Kai is a

All external pretense is meaningless.

He sneered, as if he felt very funny, and then he put his hand on his forehead and laughed.

The condescending and calm expression on Kibutsuji Muzan's face slowly faded away, and his face gradually darkened. He felt a strong sense of disdain and insult from the other person's laughter.

"Wuxian, you must be tired of pretending to be this calm all the time."

"Hurry up and take off your disguise and reveal your true, insect-like cowardice, cowardice, hypocrisy and cruelty..."

Tong Gu slowly straightened up, and with his left hand on his forehead, he slowly covered all the broken hair on his forehead to the back of his head. There was no trace of gentleness in his expression. His head was slightly raised, his eyelids were drooped, and he looked down at Kibutsuji.

No misery.

Veins popped up on Kibutsuji Muzan's forehead. He had never been insulted so directly before, and his voice was extremely cold.

"You want to anger me, that's fine..."

Bang!

The ground of Infinite City under Wu Kuan's feet quickly shattered. Even in this form, Wu Kuan still had physical abilities that surpassed all other strings. He appeared in front of Tong Gu in an instant and stabbed Tong Gu's chest with one hand.

"You succeeded..."

In Wu Mei's cold voice, his right hand pierced the air and made an explosive sound. Tong Gu's body posture did not change. He seemed not to be aware of Wu Mei's attack. However, when the sharp knife stabbed at him, Tong Gu's right hand could instinctively rebound.

He stood up and suddenly held Wu Mei's right arm.

Wuxian's expression changed, and Tong Gu slowly turned his head and looked at Wuxian who was very close at hand, with a violent look in his eyes.

"I told you, it's an insect, so don't pretend to be a human...ah!"

With a loud shout, Tong Gu's muscles tightened suddenly, and he took a big step to the side with his left foot. He grabbed Wuhan's arm with his right hand and dragged him, and instantly smashed him to the ground.

Boom!

Wu Mei only felt an extremely huge force suddenly lift him up. In an instant, he felt his vision spin and was smashed to the ground. Before he could get up and struggle, the man who was so violent that he didn't look like a swordsman picked him up again and smashed him.

On the ground on the other side.

Bang bang bang bang!

Wuhan's slightly battered body plowed a seven-eight-meter ravine along the floor of Infinite City.

Tong Gu threw away the broken arm in his hand, slowly pulled out the Sun Sword from his back, and held it tightly with one hand. The Sun Sword authentically turned red instantly.

"Oh, He Dao..."

In the disdainful voice, Wuhan slowly stood up from the ground. His noble manner no longer existed, and the King of Evil Demons finally revealed his true face.

Under the white hair, the limbs were wrapped in hair and blood, and the whole body was covered with a huge mouth with sharp teeth.

The ghostly aura that seemed to be the evil in this world kept coming. Even with Tong Gu's physical ability, he felt a little short of breath, but there was no change on his face. He just chuckled lightly

"This is right..."

"Wuxian, this is what you should look like..."

It had been a long time since Kibutsuji Mukai had shown this posture. His powerful strength had reduced his provocative anger towards the human swordsman a lot. He waved one hand casually, and his arm instantly stretched and stretched like a flesh-colored thorn whip.

Breaking the air, making a terrible howling sound.

With a thought in his mind, Tong Gu raised the authentic tip of the Sun Lun Dao upward to block it in front of him.

Bang!

The thorn whip transformed from Wu Kuan's arm collided with the Sun Lun Knife, making a dull impact. The floor beneath Tong Gu's feet shattered, and his whole body was pushed back several meters by the huge force.

Tsuji Muzan turned his head, as if he didn't expect that this human being was still alive. He immediately danced with his hands wildly, and the two huge thorn whips instantly crushed everything in the center of the infinite city, whether it was the walls or the floor, they were shattered instantly.

Facing this storm-like blow, Tong Gu did not give in. The breathing rate in his mouth changed rapidly, and a strong wind rose instantly.

The breath of wind, the shape of land·black wind and smoke!

Holding the long and narrow black sun sword in both hands, a huge black sword energy followed by several wind blades instantly cut across the crazily dancing thorn whip.

Poof!

As stiff as cutting old leather, the two smelly thorn whips slowly fell to the ground, but Oniwu Tsuji Mumei seemed not to be affected by the He Dao at all. In other words, his original recovery speed was already unimaginable, even with ordinary He Dao.

The suppression of the knife still recovered in an instant.

He suddenly jumped with both feet, and instantly emptied all the air in front of Tong Gu. Under the drastic change in air pressure, a strong wind rose between the two of them, and the white feather fabric behind Tong Gu shook violently.

"What's wrong, human beings, do you only have this kind of strength?"

After Onibutsuji Mumei gave up his human form, his attack methods were no longer rigid. He transformed in the air, and his hands, feet and even his head turned into thorn whips and slammed towards Tong Gu.

Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang!

Tonggu Nilun Sword's defense was airtight, but Ghost Dance Tsuji Muzan's attacks were even more wanton, and all his mouths seemed to be laughing wildly.

"No one in this world can kill me!"

Tong Gu seemed to have had enough of Wu Kuai's chattering. He stamped his foot suddenly and the entire ground shattered instantly. Tong Gu instantly fell to the next floor. Wu Kuai's five thorn whips grabbed the broken edge of the floor and pulled it hard.

Fly into the gap on the next level.

Roar!

The earth's veins roar again.

In mid-air, Ghost Dance Tsuji Muzan's breath was suffocated. He felt that the whole space was roaring, and in a blazing white smoke cloud, a dark sword light flashed from his body instantly.

Puff puff puff puff puff.

Oniibutsuji Muzan's body fell weakly, and the thorn whip formed by his body, including his head, was cut off instantly. He fell to the ground and stopped moving.

Tong Gu walked towards Wuhan without realizing it. Wuhan's head fell to the ground and he suddenly opened his eyes, filled with narrow-minded malice.

Puff puff puff...

Eight blood-red pipe whips suddenly stabbed out from Wu Kuan's legs, so fast that even Tong Gu couldn't avoid them for a moment.

Wuhan stood up leisurely and slowly pressed his head back to his neck.

"Disappointed?"

"You cut my neck with a He knife, but I still can't die..."

Muzan slightly injected blood into the tube. With just a little bit, he was able to make the human swordsman's body collapse.

"Hey..."

Disdainful laughter rang out, and Wu Kai's pupils shrank. He saw that the man who had been stabbed by his pipe whip was actually unscathed. His own blood flowed out of the pipe whip feebly and could not be injected into the other man's body.

The other party's body is as hard as steel?

"Wuxi, you are the Ghost King, but you still like to do this kind of sneak attack. You really can't stand on the stage."

Tong Gu's ridicule made Wu Kuan extremely angry, but before he could get angry, his pupils shrank and he retreated instantly.

Tong Gu smiled happily

"Of course I know that the Nichirin Sword can't kill you, but I still want to kill you..."

"Because it's so cool."

A card with black iron luster appeared in his hand, he pressed it on his chest and said

"Now, let me tell you what the real King of Ghosts is!"

Incarnation!

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Chapter completed!