The Prince of the Paradise Sect [Tongqin Demon Slayer: Blade]

Shadows of swords in the lotus pond The young man in cassock waved the jagged silver fan in his hand and attacked the enemies in black uniforms like a hurricane. His pupils shrank violently and he laughed excitedly: "Not bad, ants." The number of advance members of the Demon Slayer Corps has obviously dropped sharply. They are extremely desperate. The black-and-blue-haired ghost in front of them is terrifyingly strong. They haven't even scratched his skin. ... Where's Zhu, come on... I can't hold on any longer... "Huh? Is that it?" Inosuke looked disappointedly at the group of black ants that no longer attacked him, his eyebrows lowered. "Hoo——" a sound broke through the air, and the sharp blade brushed against the cheek, cutting off a few strands of hair. "Moxi Moxi, please stop it," Butterfly Ninja turned around with a smile, looking at the bleeding wound on the young man's cheek scratched by the sword energy, he put the sword back into its sheath and adjusted the poison a second time. The young man in cassock turned his head to look at her, like a child who had found his favorite toy, and suddenly opened his mouth. —— After a hard fight, the butterfly ninja's venom-soaked Nichirin sword finally broke through the defense and stabbed the enemy's body. Butterfly breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the previously scratched wound had not healed for a long time. The ghost in front of him obviously did not have high resistance to poison. As long as it penetrated, everything would be over... "Pa—!" The golden fan flew across and knocked away the Sun Blade. The oak-haired man slowly walked out of the shadows. The top of his hair was wet as if it had been splashed with blood, and his colorful eyes clearly said—— Winding 2 This is the second one, and what happened just now is... The Butterfly Ninja suddenly remembered the scars that had not healed for a long time, and the aura that did not repel her. ... That boy is actually a human! Before the remaining members of the Demon Slayer team and the Butterfly Ninja had time to be frightened, Shangzhen Er quickly moved behind the Butterfly Ninja and in front of the young man in cassock. His fingers gently rubbed the dried blood on the young man's beautiful face, with a smile on his lips. "Ah~ Inosuke-chan, it's not like you to be in such a mess~" The boy named Inosuke opened the man's hand and said with a bad look on his face: "It's just me being careless. Don't get involved. I want to fight myself." Shangji chuckled, and the fan he unfolded covered the lower half of his face, revealing only his slightly narrowed smiling eyes: "But your mother misses you, Inosuke." The boy who had always been arrogant seemed to have been pinched seven inches by a snake. He no longer resisted, but just left in the direction of the door angrily. Butterfly couldn't bear to give in and switched the angle to attack again. Shang Er blocked her knife, and a gentle voice sounded: "Ah, what a beautiful night, welcome to the Paradise Cult." "I am Tong Mo, the leader of the Paradise Cult~" "Now, let me be your opponent." Tong Mo's eyes curled up, but there was no smile inside. "Just think of it as compensation for my godson's inappropriate behavior~" "But we have to hurry up, otherwise Kotonoha-chan will be worried again~" Intention: Oh, just write if you feel comfortable