Chapter 352 "The Swordmaker's Miserable End"

On the mountain road.

The permeating laughter came from nowhere and reached people's ears. There was an illusion that the criminal who had escaped from the lunatic asylum was not far away and might kill someone at any time.

Several swordsmiths behind him had huddled together, looking around tremblingly.

They had the impression that this voice was one of the two string ghosts that came to attack the swordsmith village and went on a killing spree.

"Okay, okay, which one should I start killing this time? Hehehehehe..."

His voice came from all around again, but what is strange is that this time his voice seemed to come from two directions. The first half of the sentence was still in front of everyone, and the second half of the sentence was still in front of everyone. He had already run behind everyone, giving people the feeling of being completely surrounded.

Liu Xia's eyes glanced around, and then naturally looked in the direction behind her.

Twenty meters behind him, there was a huge towering ancient tree growing there, and on the branches of the ancient tree, a jade pot was placed on it.

"Boom——"

There was a sound as if the cork of the bottle was being pulled open, and then from the narrow opening of the jade pot, like a demon appearing, a ghost jumped out of it.

The facial features are upside down and the figure is ugly. The lower half of the body remains completely in the pot. The two mouths with eyes are laughing, and there is an excited smile on the face like a hunter starting to hunt his prey.

The two eyes on his forehead and mouth were engraved with the words "Shang Xian" and "五" respectively. It was the fifth of Shang Xian - the jade pot.

"Very good. As expected, let's start with the swordsman first. I hate the swordsman of the Demon Slayer Squad the most, and he's such a handsome kid!"

Yu Hu stood on the branch, stretched out his webbed hand, and pointed his index finger directly at Liu Xia, who was holding the He Dao in his hand. There was a look in his eyes like he was playing with a work of art.

"Hmm... where should I start? The corpse must maintain a certain vitality, otherwise it will not meet my artistic concept."

Like a butcher butchering a domestic pig, he began to look at Lucia up and down, as if he was worrying about how to attack.

"Bear!"

But the next moment, before he could think of a way to do it, a huge flame tiger was slashed out from Liu Xia's sword, like a tiger coming out of its cage, and with a fierce roar, it bit him. go.

Among the sword skills he compiled, Yanhu's power was undoubted, but because he needed to concentrate his sword power, his attack speed was relatively slow.

But after comprehending [Transparent World], Liu Xia completely solved this shortcoming by fine-tuning his movements, allowing Yan Hu to send and receive at will, and release it in an instant, and the power became even more powerful.

The huge flame tiger, which was more than three meters tall, was enveloped in blazing flames and knocked the jade pot standing on the branch away in one breath. The intense high temperature in a flash almost set the tree on fire.

"Kara!"

After the Yanhu dissipated, a ceramic white pot fell from the sky and turned into a pile of fragments.

"Wow! So dangerous!"

But the voice filled with a permeating sense of madness came from the direction behind him, "You kid, you are so young,

Why are you so cruel...huh? Are you the Demon Slayer brat that Master Muzan ordered to kill no matter what? "

Lucia turned around.

The figure of the jade pot appeared on a rock not far from the village chief and the others. The pot under his feet was obviously another one, and even the lines on the pot were different.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeee!"

Knowing that the other party had made a sound, several swordsmiths reacted, and quickly hugged the village chief and Ying Ya, and leaned towards Liu Xia. The huge flaming tiger before had completely shocked them. Anyway, they knew that he was very strong.

"It doesn't look like it's very fast."

Liu Xia's eyes fell on the pot at his feet, "Did the space move through different pots?"

In other words, it was transferred from one pot to another. The different pots should be connected through the blood ghost technique of the fifth string, so it can be transferred in different pots.

He must have moved from that pot to the current pot before being struck by Yan Hu, so he escaped the blow.

"I heard that this kid killed Shangxuan No. 6, and almost killed Shangxian No. 3... He is a troublesome guy, so you can't be careless."

Yuhu's face also lost its previous casualness and became cautious. Although he was confident in his own strength, he also knew deeply that Shangxian San's strength was far superior to his. Even Shangxian San was almost defeated. He couldn't be careless with this kid.

"That's right, let's see this!"

Yuhu's eyes turned slightly, and he quickly thought of a way. A bad smile appeared on his face, and then he snapped his fingers, causing another jadepot to appear on the ground not far from Liu Xia.

Immediately afterwards, he liberated the 'collection' hidden in the jade pot.

"Jiang Jiang! Before you go on the road, please watch my latest masterpiece - "The Swordsmith's Miserable End"!"

Five different corpses of the swordsmith emerged from the pot.

The corpses were all twisted irregularly, and the limbs were bent at angles beyond ordinary people's imagination. A total of five sun swords were inserted into the swordsman's neck accurately one by one.

Scarlet blood flowed from their bodies, and most of the Fire Man masks on their faces were broken, revealing either young or middle-aged faces under the masks, but without exception, their eyes had lost color.

"First of all, please look at the hands of the work! When I was creating, I deliberately placed the calloused, dirty hands of the knifemaker... in the most conspicuous position of the entire work!"

Yuhu introduced the five twisted corpses of the swordsman with a very complacent look, and the short tentacle-like hands on the body were clapping loudly.

"I used five swordsmiths very extravagantly! At the same time, the blades inserted into the flesh further emphasized their identity as swordsmiths! The reason why these masks are retained is to reflect the ruthlessness and absurdity of the work!"

"Of course these are all artistic techniques I consciously used... Yes, this is an unparalleled work of art! What do you think? It can be called a masterpiece, right?"

While Yuhu introduced the 'artwork' very proudly, he was also secretly observing Liu Xia's reaction.

In his impression, the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps hate seeing ghosts killing ordinary people the most. As long as this masterpiece he created is displayed, the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps will definitely be carried away by anger. Then he became extremely irrational. From then on, he also had a chance to win...!

"Huh? Why doesn't he look angry at all?"

Yu Hu looked at Liu Xia with some confusion. The other person's expression remained unwavering from beginning to end, as if he was not shocked or angry at all.

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