In the deep forest, Wu Ming, wearing a disaster elimination mask, stood alone in a clearing, slashed his palm, and let the blood spill.

After a while, the trees on his body made a rustling sound, countless dangerous breaths approached, the moonlight was buried, startling a large number of birds, Wu Ming stood there with his own hands on the ghost hand, and gently took off his mask and received it in the storage space.

The cannibal's unique body odor fills the entire space,

One, two... Seventeen!

Sharp claws pierce through leaves,

Black shadows rushed with roars!

Front, rear, above, in all directions!

The next moment, he was going to tear open Wu Ming's chest and feast on his delicious flesh and blood!

Wu Ming raised his head, his eyes lit up with green light, his face was full of violence, he suddenly tore off the kimono on his body to reveal the strong muscles of his upper body, and his ghost hands emitted a rich black gas, leaning over his head, grabbing the ankle of a man-eating ghost, and dancing into a big windmill with this ogre as a weapon, sweeping the besieging ghosts to pieces, and then falling to the ground!

The earth also trembled three times because of this rage, Wu Ming strode forward, crushed the head of the ogre with one kick, shook off the whip leg in the steaming black gas, and directly kicked off the spine of a man-eating ghost who pounced on him, holding the neck of a ghost in his left hand and right hand in the hand, and slammed it on his chest, and a large piece of black gas was devoured by the ghost hand!

The ghost hand emitted a black-red fishy light, and with a slight flick, a hideous chain roared out, and swept it violently, the black line of death seemed to divide the space, and the six ogres in front of him were directly cut open their chests and cut in two!

The butcher hook jumped spiritually, flying and rolling with the movements of Wu Ming's hands, those originally ferocious and invincible ghosts were shattered when they touched it, and they died when they touched it, but after a while, only one ghost was still alive, and the sixteen ghosts all turned into a black gas vortex and were devoured by Wu Ming's ghost hands, becoming the nourishment of the ghost hands.

The last ghost looked at the head of the slaughtered companion in front of him with sweat, and ran away with a wail, the butcher hook trembled and shot out, directly hooking the ghost's neck, and bringing the little ghost to Wu Ming's body, Wu Ming lifted the ghost's neck and pulled it to his eyes, the green ominous eyes were emotionless, and the voice seemed to come from the Nine Hells: "Do you see who I am?" ”

"Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing... No miserable adults?! ”

Wu Ming nodded with satisfaction and threw the little ghost directly to the ground: "Tell all the guys on this mountain that I'm here, and everyone who can breathe will gather together for Lao Tzu and wait for my order at any time." ”

"It's... Be! ”

Watching the little ghost escape from his field of vision, Wu Ming, who had done all this, turned around and looked coldly at the back of the tree: "Are you very bold, don't you run away?" ”

A naked, wearing a wild boar hood and carrying two serrated Japanese wheel knives, walked out of the jungle and stood in front of Wu Ming.

Name: Inosuke Izuhira

Ethnicity: Human

Attribute:

Strength: 8

Stamina: 9

Dexterity: 7

Spirit: 12

Intelligence: 4

Skill: Beast's Breath

"Poof, a pig? Your name and appearance are a little sharp, sorry, sorry, since I am playing the boss at this time, I should be colder, cough cough. ”

Inosuke obviously had a bad temper, and was laughed at by Wu Ming, and suddenly set up his double knives and rushed angrily: "The pig is advancing suddenly!" ”

The green light flashed from the bottom of his eyes, and Wu Ming jumped up sharply to avoid Inosuke's charge, and his movements were clean and neat, which was the basic footwork obtained from the hands of the butterfly ninja.

[Basic Footwork LV.1 + Movement Speed 5%, + Dodge Ability 5%]

Inosuke did not make a single sword, the breath of the beast was activated, his body suddenly accelerated, and the double knives were like lightning and half slashed at Wu Ming, who was retreating, Wu Ming's eyes flashed with green light, and he suddenly pulled out the Heavenly Sword from the ghost hand in his virtual hand, and a sword blocked Inosuke's double swords, his shoulders sank, and there was enough strong force of 14 points to transmit to his arm, and he bounced Inosuke away with a flick of his wrist.

Inosuke roared angrily, the muscles of his upper body were angry, and the double knives slashed at Wu Ming with the momentum of wind and thunder, but Wu Ming no longer hit hard, his body rolled backwards lightly, the five-fourth pistol slid into the palm of his hand, and he snapped two shots at the pig-headed boy's face, and Inosuke hurriedly used the breath of the beast to concentrate his spirit on his physical strength, and the bullet only left two white marks on his naked chest.

Wu Ming blew the muzzle of the gun: "The breathing method is really amazing, obviously the attribute is not high, but it can exert such strength, so it is enviable, but..."

The green light rose in his eyes, Wu Ming raised the Heavenly Sword high, and the unique blue brilliance of the Sword Snibbling slid from the spine of the sword to the tip of the sword!

"These new eyes of mine also happen to be the nemesis of your ghost swordsmen!"

Inosuke roared and ran towards Wu Ming, Wu Ming wrapped the internal force on the sword body to meet Inosuke's left-handed sword, turned his body into a whirlwind, and kicked Inosuke's right-hand sword, the two clanged and fought several times, and when Inosuke burst out of power, Wu Ming immediately used footwork to avoid Inosuke's attack, and drew out a five-four pistol to force Inosuke back.

After thirty rounds of fighting like this, Inosuke only felt more and more aggrieved the more he fought, all his movements were hidden under those green eyes, whether it was the intention of the battle or the direction of the attack, the rhythm became more and more chaotic, like a fish bone stuck in his throat, and it was not painful at all.

Anger caused anger, anger drowned reason, Yi Zhisuke roared, the more the swordsmanship was out of order, but he suppressed Wu Ming for a while, Wu Ming took half a step back, the sword in his right hand continued to block, and his left hand turned over and directly used the move of the tiger's claw, buttonhole, kicking the crotch, pulling milk, digging birds, and screaming at the piglet playfully but there was no way to take Wu Ming, so it was more than ten rounds, Wu Ming turned over and jumped up, looked at Yi Zhizhu and smiled: "It seems that I haven't practiced in vain these days, every time I fight with Tanjiro, I don't dare to use yin moves, this time it's very cool, It's almost time to seal it, a pig, borrow your head! ”

The ghost hand opened suddenly, and the butcher hook roared out like a vicious python out of a hole with a fishy wind!

Hook out!

Inosuke hurriedly concentrated his breathing on his physical strength, and the double swords blocked in front of him, who knew that when the long chain struck his arms, a pinprick-like stinging pain went straight into his mind, and his breathing couldn't help but be confused, and his spirit could no longer concentrate!

[Bloody Slaughter Hook Mana Burning I takes effect!] Burns enemy mana on hit, burning 21 points each time and dealing 30% of the spell damage of that value.

The second paragraph!

The butcher hook was fiercely inserted into Inosuke's shoulder, and a strong force attacked, Inosuke couldn't control his body anymore, and the whole person was pulled towards Wu Ming, and it was Wu Ming's big hand waiting there!

There was a faint tiger roar, and the palm of his hand grabbed the neck of the little pig and slammed it to the ground!

The earth is shattered, where can Inosuke's body support Wu Ming's infusion of all body strength? Blood was everywhere, and the pig-headed boy collapsed on the ground but fainted.

Wu Ming's eyes flashed with murder, and he raised his hand and threw out the Heavenly Sword to crucify Yi Zhisuke, but the indifferent voice of the system suddenly sounded in his mind.

【Ding! Players defeat the important character of the story, Inosuke Kouhira, and choose to kill will defect from the Demon Slayer camp! 】

Yitian Sword rubbed Inosuke's head and inserted it into the earth, Wu Ming cut it, squatted down and took off Inosuke's mask, which was different from Inosuke's character, under the mask was a delicate face like a girl, Wu Ming was stunned, and subconsciously stretched out his claws and touched Inosuke's naked chest.

"Hey, I'll go, you don't want to be a pseudo-mother and blind your face."

Pinching, the feel is really good, cough cough cough...

"Why, why do you seem to be cute?"

Wu Ming touched his chin and thought for a while, then took off Inosuke's pants and unbuttoned his belt...

"Yo, the little ass is pretty white."

Wu Ming, who was also cheap-mouthed, slapped his hand on the buttocks of Inonsuke, but he didn't find a yellow-haired boy curled up into a ball hiding behind a tree in the distance, the yellow-haired boy was sweating profusely, his teeth were chattering, he desperately covered his mouth, and his eyes turned into mosquito coils.

Of course, although Wu Ming was obscene, he was not yet hungry, so he took off Inosuke's pants just to put them on for himself.

Using someone else's account to do bad things is the style of the boss!

“OK！ Nailed it! Comfortable! ”

The yellow-haired young man chuckled in his heart, and secretly scolded himself: "This is the end?!" It's so fast! ”

The proud Wu Ming didn't know what kind of misunderstanding he had caused, put on a wild boar mask, revealing a strong chest, and lifted Inosuke's two knives, Wu Ming nodded with satisfaction, now he looks the same as Inosuke, just taller, this is enough, enough to carry out his plan.

When Wu Ming had already placed the battlefield in this forest when he heard about the final selection from the scales, he was a little short of a head-on duel with the cold blade, if he wanted to kill that bastard, he had to sneak attack, poison, borrow, besiege, and frame him in every possible way, don't care if it's obscene or not, it's the king to be able to overturn that little beep, this vine attack mountain full of cannibals is Wu Ming's home field!

If it weren't for the fact that Chanel had just broken things and let himself enter the field of vision of the cold blade, he wouldn't have had to be a wild boar boy, this time the vest with his mouth Hei Inosuke would definitely be able to give the cold blade a big surprise!

Thinking of this, Wu Ming couldn't help but scratch his head, sneaked into the exam venue, disguised himself as a certain candidate, and ordered a group of villains to carry out conspiracy and tricks, how does this routine look like a good person, it seems that a certain Frankenstein in "Naruto" once did this, but Uncle Snake's purpose is to destroy Konoha and Erzhuzi, and he is to take revenge on Xu Fang and Leng Blade, the two bastards, how can it be smaller than their own pattern, then...

By the way, take revenge on Chanel! The dragon grasped it a hundred times, a hundred times, definitely because he wanted revenge, not for the beautiful feeling in the memory.

Throwing the bare-bottomed wild boar boy down the mountain, although he can't destroy the corpse, he can't let the piglet spoil his own good deeds. Clapping his face, Wu Ming hummed a little song and swaggered out of the jungle, but he didn't find that his every move was fully watched by the yellow-haired teenager.

The yellow-haired weak boy hid behind a tree and shivered, and kept muttering, "That pervert... Can command ghosts, super strength, likes boys, and has the habit of destroying corpses... Oh my God, my God, oh my God, I want to go home... Woooooo