Demon Slayer: I will play the ancestor of the Flame Pillar

The old man was very happy.

Hey, I lied to you, brother. Actually, I didn't go to eat meatballs today.

Monk ghost, I'm here!

You're not in the temple at all, where are you! ?

Lin Heng thought a little bored.

The temple in Xiyu Mountain is located in a remote area, and the road is still bumpy. It took me a lot of time to get here.

In front of me is a shabby scene. There are only a few dilapidated houses in the small temple with a small area. The ground is full of dust and no people.

The house is empty, as if it has been eaten by locusts, and there is nothing valuable left.

The incense burner that the monks used to offer carefully was knocked over and broken into several pieces.

The upper half of the head of the clay Buddha statue in the center has also disappeared.

"Although I have expected it in advance, it is really too much."

Lin Heng observed and practiced breathing techniques.

The ability given to him by his talent is still very basic, and he cannot concentrate all the time.

This means that Lin Heng is still far from the pillar-level combat power.

Although his talent can help him cheat, Lin Heng himself will not slack off in his usual improvement.

In addition to being familiar with breathing techniques and sword skills, he must also accumulate combat experience, otherwise it will be difficult to fully exert even if he has powerful numerical values.

The plan Lin Heng set for himself is to develop to the pillar-level combat power first, and then he can stir up the situation after he has basic self-protection ability.

As we all know, although Demon Slayer is a low-level martial arts world, the strength stratification is very uneven, and it can be said to be strictly hierarchical.

Boss Xia is undoubtedly the strongest combat power in the world. In the original work, everyone cheated and besieged him, and Miss Tamayo sacrificed herself to give him drugs.

A large number of debuffs were applied to drag Muzan until dawn and barely kill him.

Next came the top three upper ranks. Facing them, the human pillars only got the qualification to participate in the battle.

Even the top pillars could hardly defend against the top three upper ranks alone, and the weaker ones would even be killed instantly.

The bottom three upper ranks and the strong pillars could fight back and forth, but they could not achieve a one-sided crushing.

There was even a record of the upper ranks being shamefully killed alone.

Don't hide, I'm talking about you, Yuhu. You had a big advantage at the beginning, but Muichiro turned the tide and took you away in one wave.

It was so outrageous that it seemed like an actor's behavior, and it was pure giving.

The lower ranks of the twelve demon moons are also in a magical level.

Although they are all Muzan's direct guards, collectively known as demon moons, the six lower ranks are completely suppressed by human pillars.

They can be called the walking experience packs of the Demon Slayer Corps. The hard conditions for becoming a pillar include killing the lower ranks.

In fact, the lower strings are probably the reserve of the pillars, at the step-son level, and ordinary elite swordsmen are just sent here.

Next, the evil ghosts who have awakened the blood demon arts correspond to the elite swordsmen, the alien ghosts correspond to the senior team members, and the ordinary ghosts correspond to the novice swordsmen.

Humans are at a disadvantage in the same level. If you think about it carefully, Mr. Crocodile's division of combat power is really abstract.

(Because of the hand demon, the novice swordsmen who passed the trial in Tanjiro's generation are obviously stronger, and should have reached the senior level)

At the hour of You, the sky was dark, and everything was silent except for the rustling of fallen leaves in the wind.

Lin Heng opened his eyes, stretched his muscles and bones on the spot, tapped the ground with his right foot, and landed lightly on the roof the next moment.

The dark cloak merged with the night, and in the silence, the hunter was in place.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The sound of a series of heavy objects falling to the ground spread widely in the quiet forest, and became clearer and clearer.

After a few breaths, a small pit was smashed in front of the temple.

The dust cleared, and the monk ghost appeared wrapped in rags, quietly watching the dilapidated scene.

"Why, I came here."

The monk ghost's head was a little confused, and he raised his hand to push the door open.

Boom!

There was a bang, and the next moment, wild flames fell from the sky!

"Breathing of Flame, One Form, Unknown Fire."

Lin Heng started from the roof, with fierce flames wrapped around his feet, bursting at a high speed, and his whole body was bathed in fire.

At the critical moment, the monk ghost could only subconsciously raise his arms to block.

The red-gold glow lit up, and the Sun Wheel Sword swept past the monk ghost in an irresistible posture.

The blazing edge tore through the dark blue muscles, and under the huge impact, the two arms were thrown high into the sky.

Without giving the opponent a chance to breathe, Lin Heng landed on his feet and lowered his center of gravity.

Return the blade, and cut again!

"Breathing of flames, second form, rising in the sky of flames."

A powerful arc-shaped slash burst out from bottom to top, like a raging flame.

Night

Lin Heng in the picture seemed to have drawn a half sun!

Clang!

Lin Heng couldn't help but frown.

Unexpectedly, the first collision with the monk ghost, the touch from the Sun Wheel Sword was not flesh and blood.

After a stalemate, the Sun Wheel Sword broke through the obstacle and cut the arm again like a hot knife cutting butter.

And this short stalemate was enough for the monk ghost to try his best to tilt his head back, and the tip of the knife could only pass by the monk ghost's face.

In a split second, the monk ghost escaped from the fatal blow.

"It seems that the prediction was a little wrong. You gave me a lot of surprises."

Lin Heng held the knife in both hands and stood in place to adjust his breathing.

"Brother Monk Ghost, I haven't seen you for a day, and you have changed a lot. What is the armor on your arm?"

The monk ghost dragged his body away subconsciously, away from the man who asked with a smile in front of him.

Compared with yesterday, the monk ghost's ghost characteristics were more obvious, and a single horn grew on his head.

The most conspicuous part is the arm.

Under the original arms of the monk ghost, there are two ghost hands wrapped in black scales. The black scales look very hard.

The second attack just now was blocked by the newly grown arms.

"It's a close call. If I hadn't eaten a human today and grown a second pair of arms, and if I hadn't just comprehended the ghost armor, I would have died with the first knife."

Cold sweat flowed from the monk ghost's head that was about to split in half.

The monk ghost, who showed the four-armed wrathful phase like a diamond, was not in a domineering state now, but miserable.

The burning pain kept burning his nerves, making the monk ghost shocked and angry.

However, this injury that would be fatal to humans is not so serious for ghosts.

Either no injury or fatal injury.

For ghosts, except for beheading, everything else is just a sprinkle of water.

Just like now, the injuries on the monk ghost are recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Shua——"

The four severed hands grew back, and the upper ghost hand was gradually covered by the armor.

The monk ghost crossed his hands to protect his neck.

"You despicable little ghost, you dared to sneak attack me, I'll tear you apart now."

Ignoring the monk ghost's low-level provocation, Lin Heng thought calmly.

The armor was restored separately from the flesh, and the texture was very hard.

It can be used to block the Sun Blade to a certain extent, and it is impossible to behead it with one blow.

This does not look like the effect of the blood ghost art, and only a pair of arms are wrapped, and the original upper hand is not.

Is it impossible to do it or save the armor, or perhaps both.

Lin Heng made a gesture of drawing the sword and slashing. The information about this unknown armor was not sufficient, but he would know after a few more slashes.

"Breath of Flame, One Form, Unknown Fire."

Without letting the monk ghost take the initiative, Lin Heng rushed forward and slashed again, aiming directly at the monk ghost's neck.

"It's useless. With the ghost armor, you can't cut my neck off in one go.

Just let me catch you and eat you, and then become a part of me."

The monk ghost used his hands covered with ghost armor to protect his head tightly, and the two hands above opened to hug Lin Heng.

Lin Heng's forward posture suddenly paused, and his feet stepped on the ground. The moment the ghost hand stretched out, he changed his slash into a spin.

"Breathing of Flame, Form of Indiscriminate, Vortex of Full Flame."

Both guarding and attacking, the wanton vortex of flames licked off the monk ghost's outstretched arm.

"Ah, my hand!"

The monk ghost's face changed suddenly, and the pain made him howl.

Lin Heng's goal was not to guard the neck from the beginning!

"I won't give you a chance to recover."

The monk ghost, who felt pain, went crazy and rushed towards Lin Heng frantically.

Lin Heng dodged the collision sideways and immediately swung his knife downward to cut off the monk ghost's thick calf.

The evil ghost's body rushed forward and instantly lost balance and fell down.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Heng continued to strike quickly, leaving wounds on the fallen monk ghost's torso.

"Damn it! I'm going to eat you!"

The monk ghost roared loudly, but it was no use.

Having lost both hands and being forced to fall, he could only hold his neck tightly and endure Lin Heng's fierce attack in humiliation.

"Dangdangdang——"

The sun wheel sword and the ghost armor collided quickly, splashing sparks.

Every time the monk ghost struggled to get up, he was greeted by dense and desperate slashes.

Lin Heng reduced the strength of a single slash, in exchange for absolute frequency suppression.

The slash marks on the monk ghost's body were densely intertwined, and the speed of recovery was far slower than the speed of new injuries. The armor on the ghost's hand gradually cracked.

"If this continues, you will die. You have to escape, and you have to escape quickly!"

At the critical moment, the eyes of the monk ghost, who had been in a frenzy, suddenly became clear.

Suddenly, the ghost hand that had been passively defending caught Lin Heng's breath and suddenly rose up, smashing towards Lin Heng with determination.

"Want to fight to the death?"

Lin Heng took a step back and blocked with his sword.

, the fist hit the blade with a slight force, causing Lin Heng to sway slightly.

"Something is wrong, I was careless!"

The next moment, the monk ghost jumped up from the ground and plunged into the forest without looking back.

"Ignoring the injuries on the body and recovering the calf first, it's quite decisive."

Lin Heng picked up the cracked armor and put it in his hand, looking in the direction where the monk ghost escaped.

"Humph, it's not that easy to escape."