Demon Slayer: My Wind-up Qi will never be exposed

Chapter 348

Countless flowers appeared on Zhu Shi's body, forming a sea of flowers, and Wu Miserably lost sight for a while, but after the sea of flowers disappeared, it was already empty.

Zhu Shi disappeared, Wu Wu was angry, in the end, everything was the fault of the person in front of him, Wu Chen.

"You are bad for me, you have to die!" Wu

Miserable's appearance is also changing, becoming slightly old, but his skin is still snow-white.

"Oh, yes, some people say I'm super brave oh, someone or ghost who wants to kill me... Well...... Maybe the grave grass is as tall as you!"

Wu Chen made a thoughtful look, extremely disdainful to say this to Wu Miserable, how could Wu Miserable be happy, and suddenly his blood pressure soared, and his face turned red.

"Hmph, originally I thought that Black Death Mou had already beaten you to death, but now you have appeared in front of me again, this time you just have to die if you don't die. "

Wu Miserable's body was full of qi, and the majestic killing intent struck, originally thinking that he could overwhelm Wu Chen in terms of momentum, but he saw Wu Zhen with a look of disdain.

"Sorry, Black Death Mou failed to kill me, it's normal, after all, you can't kill me, if he kills me, doesn't it mean that you are not useful to your subordinates." These

words hit Wu Chen's weakness directly, without any softness, and flashed to the left side of Wu Chen at a speed that was difficult for ordinary people to detect in a strange spatial fluctuation.

A kick was kicked out in the air, and the sound of breaking wind was even more rattling, this blow, if there was no defense, even the attack could not be carried down!

[Started to be angry?

"Sorry, no misery, everyone else calls me Xiaoqiang who can't die! After

Wu Chen finished speaking, a heavy horizontal slash, when it touched Wu Wu's leg, it was more like two hard objects colliding, making a loud noise, and then flying out separately.

It is worthy of being the boss of crumbs, even so, the action did not decrease sharply, but borrowed this momentum to kick Wu Xin in the stomach.

Under the strong oppressive force, Wu Chen actually stopped for a short time, and was instantly kicked and flown by a kick that galloped over, and after a few rolls, he was supported by a knife.

Poof!

Suddenly vomited out a large mouthful of blood, his stomach turned upside down, and his internal organs were so badly damaged that Wu Chen almost couldn't breathe.

The knife was stuck dead on the ground, kicking up a burst of dust, Wu Chen's face was blurred with blood, and his knees were weakly kneeling on the ground, his body half-arched.

[So tired, so painful, worthy of the ghost king is not miserable, and he has not used the blood demon technique to beat me like this. ] Wu

Chen also praised the strength of Wu Chen in his heart, and at the same time he was more certain of the goal of killing Wu Miserable, if he did not die, there would never be peace in the world.

"Hahaha, look at your embarrassed look, do you think you killed me? Wu

Miao looked up at the moon, and with just a glance, he could know that there were at least five or six hours before dawn, and he couldn't help but smile contemptuously at Wu Chen.

You

are a human, you will be injured, you will be tired, and it is easy to die, plus my attacks are almost poisonous, how long can you last?" Wu

Chen smiled, how could he not have thought of this, ghosts can indeed be, under normal circumstances, there is no birth, old age, illness and death, there is not much to worry about...

It

is precisely because life is not easy to come by, so we cherish it, if we never die, squander life at will, what is the value of life?

"

Wu Chen's words are impacting the inherent thinking of the thousand years of incomprehension, which used to be wanting to live forever, and after eternal life, he wanted to overcome the sun, and after overcoming the sun...

With a wave of his hand, a shockwave that was invisible to the naked eye struck, causing secondary destruction everywhere it passed, and all of them turned into slag.

"Stubborn.

Wu Chen cursed, his figure flashed, and a monstrous flame wrapped around the blade, gradually forming the shape of a dragon, turning into a stream of light and rushing over.

"Sun Breath Eleven Type, Sun Halo Dragon Head Dance"

Wu Chen instantly opened the sword, and the blade body was as red as the sun...