Chapter 52
“The pot is broken.”
Qiantu and Yiyong quickly ran around the Knife Forging Village, warning everyone who came near these pots to stay away.
“Lord Mingzhu has already fought with this ghost.” Qiantu was also told by Rogge about the ghost they might encounter this time.
A half-tengu who can clone himself, a ghost who uses a pot, and a hypnotic dream ghost.
“There are thirteen pots in total, scattered in every corner of the Knife Forging Village.” Qiantu remembered Rogge’s words.
Don’t get close to this pot, and don’t take the initiative to cut off the head of the clone ghost.
“This shows that Master Mingzhu has pressed the jade pot and beat him.”
The pot shattered into pieces before their eyes, and the aura of the evil spirit inside dissipated.
“There is still ghost energy.” Yiyong held the sun blade tightly.
“Is it a dream ghost or a distracting ghost?” Qiang Rabbit stood ready, back to back with Yiyong.
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu”
“It hurts, it hurts!”
A ghost with tears streaming down his face emerged from the grass in front of Yiyong.
“Which Hantengu is it?” Qiantu said softly to Yiyong.
“We can’t take the initiative to cut off his head. According to Master Mingzhu, the clone is more powerful and it will be difficult for us to defeat him.”
“Delay.” Yiyong’s words were simple.
In its normal state, the Half-Tengu has a tumor on its forehead, two horns on its head, and its eyes are not engraved with “Shangxian” and corresponding numbers like other Shangxian.
In appearance, words and deeds, the normal Hantengu looks like a timid old man. He always seems to be afraid of something and will make weak screams, making others think that he is just a harmless old man.
After being beheaded, the normal half-tengu will split into young and strong ghosts. The eyes of these ghosts have “Shangxian” and “Si” engraved on them.
And Hantengu has always shown weakness, allowing the members of the Demon Slayer Corps to take the initiative to kill him, thus creating a more powerful ghost clone.
“Pretend you don’t know anything.”
Qiantu and Yiyong also realized the best plan in a short time.
Stay still for now.
?
After crying for a long time, the dog found the two swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps standing there.
Hello! I’m a ghost, won’t you come and chop me off?
Are you scared to death by me? This is not okay, it’s not interesting.
Is it time to take action?
Qiantu winked at Yiyong, and it would be too deliberate if he didn’t take action.
Yiyong nodded and took action.
“Water Breathing Type 1·Water Surface Slash.”
Qiangtu and Yiyong both have water breathing. Water breathing users are the kind of people who have no distracting thoughts, are calm and steady, and have peace of mind.
Compared with other kinds of breathing, water breathing is the gentlest and easiest to practice.
Skilled users can deliver agile slashes filled with water-like sword energy.
“Uh-huh!”
Qiu Tu’s slash hit the Bantengu, just as it was about to hit the Bantengu’s head.
Qiang Tu raised his wrist and slashed upwards with the water surface slash, cutting off one of the horns of Hanten Dog.
“Uuuuuuuuuah, it hurts me so much!”
If Hantengu passively cuts out clones, he will become more powerful, and he can also actively clone himself.
In that case, the clone’s strength is slightly inferior, and Hantengu prefers to see the shocked look of others when they see his clone.
Another stab at my neck. Hurry up!
Bantengu expected that these two swordsmen could cut off his head.
Shang Xian is basically this kind of sick-brained pervert, and he never gets tired of it.
“Breath of Water, Si Type, Tide of Strike!”
After Qiongtu cut off one of Hantengu’s horns, Giyuu’s attack also came.
It launched multiple blows like a tidal wave at the half-tengu.
However, the location of the blow was a little off, it was Hantengu’s feet.
“Poof!”
After a while, one of the dog’s legs was cut off, and he staggered to the ground.
Are you swordsmen inferior?
neck! Do you understand that to kill a ghost, you have to cut the neck?
How to pass the test, how to become a swordsman!
Didn’t your teacher teach you?
Ban Tiangu was completely speechless. The slashes of these two guys could easily cut off the head, but they all missed when they hit themselves.
Was your information leaked?
Impossible. For hundreds of years, any swordsman who encountered him would cut off his head and then release his clone.
The feeling of pleasure and excitement when being tortured and killed by your own clone is really so good!
It’s so high.
Qiantu and Yiyong looked at each other and smiled, then rushed towards Hantengu.
right!
That’s it, chop my neck, right here!
For a long time, the dog pretended to be unable to walk and crawled slowly, acting like a frail old thing.
Qiang Tu could tell at a glance that Han Tian Gu was a pervert, so he asked them to cut his neck.
Son, then we can’t follow his wishes.
“puff!”
The slashing attack carried by the water force is very gentle, and it is easier to control the intensity.
“sulfuric acid!”
“It’s so hard, I can’t cut it.”
Qiantu pretended that the strength was not enough, turned over and retreated to where he was.
Yiyong also deflected the knife when it fell on Hantengu’s neck, and slashed at Hantengu’s tumor.
The two of them did it on purpose!
Bantengu also realized that something was wrong this time. No matter how mentally retarded he was, he could tell that these two guys were acting, but they didn’t want to chop off his own head.
Bantengu himself has loved lying since he was a child. In order to make things advantageous to himself, he will distort facts and explanations.
Bantengou is a person with abnormal thoughts. He always thinks that he is the victim and feels that no one in the world is more pitiful than him.
And treats everyone around him as bad people in an attempt to elicit sympathy.
After turning into a ghost, the half-tengu does not take an active fighting approach in its normal state, and its posture is very low and timid.
Humans are not the only ones who can explode with amazing power when they are forced into desperate situations.
Hantengu has been forced into desperate situations countless times, and has used vampire magic countless times to materialize the strong emotions used for self-protection, splitting multiple times, and winning along the way.
The greater the threat his enemies pose to him, the stronger he becomes.
On the contrary, the smaller the enemy’s threat to him, the less powerful he can be. This is a special ability and a limitation.
Both Qiantu and Yiyong knew about his vampire skills, but they just didn’t push him into a desperate situation.
“Hantengu, what are you doing?”
Wuhan’s voice suddenly came, so frightened that the dog shrank into a ball for a long time.
No, Master Wuhan will kill me.
The sense of oppression that Wuxian gave him was far greater than anyone else’s, but Wuxian would not take the initiative to kill Hantengu.
Because in addition to being powerful, Bantengu is also very loyal and never talks back.
“ah!!!!”
“No, he’s going to take the initiative to split.”
Qiantu pulled Yiyong back again.
“Hehehe, he finally came out again.” Coke held a fan in his hand and looked carefree.
The other clone, Jiu Ang, was holding a Zen staff and looking at Qiu Tu and Yiyong with an unkind expression.
“It seems we still have to face them.”
“superior!”