Invincible in the world, starting with the ghost curse

"I don't mean to mock you, I'm just curious about what kind of person you are."

Kamiya Seiichi also had to maintain his character, and he should express his surprise at seeing a ghost for the first time. Of course, it was his first time seeing an evil ghost, and he was surprised by the stench of the evil ghost.

Fortunately, I didn't choose the body of the Ghost King, otherwise wouldn't I be so smelly?

"Another ghost hunter? No, that's not right. You're just an ordinary person?"

Daki looked at the person standing on the opposite rooftop with suspicion. He wasn't wearing the clothes of a demon hunter, and the sword he held didn't have the aura of the Sun Blade that demons hate.

"How ridiculous! A mere human who's not even a ghost hunter, go to hell!"

Daki's face was grim, and she was darting away with a belt at an extremely fast speed. "Mr. Kamiya, it's dangerous!" Tanjiro didn't even bother to catch his breath, and stood up trembling, but stumbled and fell down again.

"Nezuko! Help—"

With a startled cry, Daki's ribbon was empty, as if there had been nothing there to begin with. Daki lowered her head, watching Tanjiro disappear beneath her feet. She stiffly turned her head to look at the figure behind her, who was holding a red-haired boy covered in blood.

Tsk tsk tsk, this stubborn boy is really tough. He can still fight after losing so much blood. Is this the protagonist? Poor kid. Kamiya Qingyi gave the boy a breath of energy to help him stabilize his injuries.

"Mr. Kamiya, those are man-eating demons. We are demon killers, cough cough." Tanjiro explained while panting.

"I understand. You just need to recover first, and leave the rest to me." After saying that, Seiichi Kamiya put Tanjiro on the ground and let him recover from his injuries on his own.

"So, now it's our time, emmm, man-eating evil spirit?" Kamiya Seiichi's eyes gradually became dangerous.

"Just you! You—" Before Dakimaki could finish her words, her face becoming increasingly stern, she was kicked away by a girl with pink pupils and a bamboo tube in her mouth. It was the demonized Nezuko, who rushed over after hearing Tanjiro's cry.

"Is this also true, Tanjiro?"

"No, no! She is my sister, Mr. Kamiya, please don't hurt her!" Tanjiro grabbed Kamiya Seiichi's hand and said hurriedly.

"Okay, okay, although it's a bit messy, but she's not in a good condition right now. Do we need to subdue her first?"

"Then I'll leave it to you, Mr. Kamiya."

"How dare you ignore me!!" Dozens of ribbons shot out, each one piercing through the air with a sharp sound as it flew towards Kamiya Seiichi and Nezuko. Kamiya Seiichi drew his sword, then sheathed it. All the belts shattered into pieces in the blink of an eye, sending pink silk flakes floating in the air.

"So strong!" Tanjiro was stunned.

The moment Kamiya Seiichi sheathed his sword, he bent his right leg slightly and instantly reached Nezuko's side. While Nezuko was still in a trance, he had already knocked her unconscious. He brought Nezuko back to Tanjiro and put her down, then turned to look at Daki.

Or rather, looking at the courtesan Taro standing beside Daki. With his dark blue hair, ugly face, and hunched body, his body, each bone visible, exuded a sheen as hard as steel.

"My dear sister, he is not for you to deal with. He is good-looking, good-looking, and not as ugly as me."

"I'm so jealous, so jealous!" Jifu Taro panted rapidly like a wild beast.

"What is that?" Tanjiro felt his whole body stiffen, and every cell in his body was telling of fear. He also saw the Upper Six in his eyes. Could it be that there are two Upper Six, or is the Upper Six the fusion of two demons? He couldn't figure it out. Mr. Uzui, Zenitsu, Inosuke, come quickly! Tanjiro increased his breathing rate. He wanted to recover his fighting ability immediately to help Kamiya Seiichi.

In the distance, Uzui Tengen had already rescued a large number of people bound by ribbons and evacuated a large number of people in the city. He suddenly looked up in one direction.

"This way!" he shouted, and rushed forward at an astonishing speed. Hearing the sound, Zenitsu and Inosuke also tried to follow Uzui Tengen's speed.

Kamiya Seiichi remained calm as he faced Gitarou. His only focus was on his opponent. He was about to strike! He drew his sword and began to block. A fierce clash echoed through the air, sending dust flying everywhere, only to be dispersed again by a faint shockwave.

"You're good. You can block my sickle!" Chifutaro cried out, slashing down, slashing right... His movements continued, the clanging of metal clashing incessantly. Kamiya Seiichi, wielding his sword with one hand, kept his gaze clear as he swung his blade repeatedly to parry the incoming sickle attacks from both sides. His movements were so rapid that even the afterimages were innumerable. He could even clearly see Chifutaro's face as he laughed wildly.

Then, it's time to increase the intensity. Kamiya Seiichi changed his stance, quickly switching from a one-handed grip to a two-handed one, increasing his strength and speed. Blade flashes filled every corner, two figures appeared and disappeared in space, and huge explosions echoed everywhere. Slashing, stabbing, the understanding of basic swordsmanship flowed through Kamiya Seiichi's mind. His moves became more and more varied, his attacks more erratic, his defenses impenetrable. Countless wounds appeared on Jifu Taro's body, blood splattering in front and behind him, then quickly healing, while he remained unscathed.

Suddenly, Jifutaro gave a sinister grin, and Kamiya Seiichi felt a sense of crisis and quickly pulled away.

"Too late! Demon Blood Jutsu - Blood Scythe!" The blood that had previously scattered mixed into several sickles. Along with Jifutaro's frontal attack, countless sickles attacked Kamiya Seiichi at the same time.

These things are poisonous and must not be hurt. I am not a ninja like Uzui Tengen, and my poison resistance is not high. In this case, I can only attack head-on. Kamiya Seiichi made up his mind in an instant and took a deep breath.

"Breath of Yang - Return to Heaven!" The sword light suddenly surged, and the network light curtain formed by the sword energy tore everything close to pieces. The storm gradually expanded from small to large and rushed directly in front of Jifu Taro.

"Come on then! Blood Demon Art - Circular Slash Whirlwind, Blood Splattered Scythe!" The roaring Jifutaro turned his hands into a blood-colored tornado, which was a high-speed rotating sickle made of blood. He directly slammed the blood-colored tornado into the sword energy storm. The huge explosion and white light covered the entire night sky, and Uzui Tengen, who was several kilometers away, could see it clearly.

The man and the ghost were getting closer. Seiichi Kamiya looked at his broken sword, and Jifutaro's arms had completely disappeared. In this confrontation, although Seiichi Kamiya was more skilled, the opponent was a ghost, and it was only a matter of time for his arms to recover.

"How pitiful! Your knife is broken, but my hand can grow back." Jifutaro grinned. He had already seen the victory of this battle.

Kamiya Seiichi calculated the time and decided it was almost time for the fight. As expected, a figure came galloping over, and after the dust cleared, it was none other than Uzui Tengen!

"Next, let's move on to the next round!" Kamiya Seiichi smiled.