Demon Slayer: The Tai Chi Swordsman

A pair of scarlet vertical pupils suddenly opened, veins bulged, and blood vessels crawled all over Muzan's pale skin like winding little snakes.

An invisible pressure crushed the surroundings, with Muzan as the center, and the buildings within a few miles around him collapsed instantly and turned into a pile of broken wood.

Mingnu silently watched the scene in front of her. As Muzan's personal maid, she had never seen the master get so angry.

Muzan was really furious. Regarding the Bloody Lower String, he only had two experimental sites, one was the destroyed Flower Street Cave, and the other was the underground space being attacked by the Demon Slayer Corps.

The Demon Slayer Corps is endless, right? The murderous intent that is almost materialized shrouded the entire underground city.

It is impossible for Muzan to build a third experimental site in a short time. These two were developed by him in the past ten years.

He never expected that it would be destroyed before it could be developed.

As for the Lower String Corps under the Infinite City, they have real numbers, and Muzan will only release them when the Infinite City is attacked.

Of course, in Muzan's mind, the probability of the Infinite City being attacked is so small that it does not exist.

"Mingnu, send me to the laboratory!"

Muzan's voice is like a cold wind, full of murderous intent.

Mingnu did not dare to be negligent, and immediately plucked the strings of the pipa to send Muzan out of the Infinite City.

Then a strange tune sounded, and if you listen carefully, it is like the sound of a large amount of blood gushing out of the artery.

As Mingnu played the tune, the originally broken parts of the Infinite City gradually moved together and pieced together.

At the end of the song, the Infinite City is as it was before.

The underground space of the orphanage.

Beimingyu Xingming, Fushigawa Shiya and Santu held back Muzan's clone.

The roaring of the swords came one after another, and the three-color fighting spirit was like a brush, drawing a magnificent picture.

Because of the existence of the rock pillar, Muzan's clone was suppressed everywhere, which also gave Kiritani Sento a chance to get close to the core.

Obanai suppressed all the tentacles in this space by himself.

"Brother Sento, leave it to me!"

Fuzugawa Xuanya followed Kiritani Sento closely, his words full of confidence.

He had consumed Hantengu's blood and entered the demon state, and he could keep up with Kiritani Sento's speed.

Facing the oncoming tentacles, Xuanya smashed them with a knife, and the tentacles were smashed into pieces by brute force.

According to Kiritani Sento's arrangement, he was an auxiliary, and the task of smashing the core was given to Xuanya.

After all, with the temperament of the scum boss, he couldn't just watch such a large underground factory turn into ruins.

Kiritani Sento followed Xuanya just in case.

With Kiritani Sento's escort, Xuanya had a smooth journey, and in the blink of an eye, the two arrived at the core.

Xuan Mi raised the short-barreled shotgun in his hand. The gun was engraved with blood-colored ghost patterns, and blood vessels connected to Xuan Mi's palm.

As blood flowed into it, the patterns on the gun flickered.

Xuan Mi, who has the physique of a ghost eater, has developed this ability to the extreme. After swallowing the blood of the upper string, not only did his own strength reach the pillar level, but he could also use the gun to release blood ghost arts.

Possessing human rationality, ghost recovery and blood ghost arts, this is an extremely terrifying thing.

With a click, Xuan Mi pulled the trigger.

The bullets with a wooden texture flew around, and in an instant, a huge dragon head several meters long was constructed.

The wooden dragon opened its bloody mouth and bit down on the core.

Xuan Mi had a smile on his face. He could finally prove himself and finally had a reason to apologize to his brother.

After all, he could help everyone, and he had the ability to protect himself. His brother would definitely recognize him.

That's right, even though the brothers were both in the Demon Slayer Corps, they only met a few times. Shimizu was always fierce, and Xuanmi didn't dare to speak because of guilt.

Suddenly, a pale hand stretched out from the core and grabbed the wooden dragon.

With a loud bang, the several-meter-long wooden dragon turned into powder.

"Tsk!"

"How could the blood demon art of that rubbish Hantengu appear here?!"

Muzan cursed angrily and then appeared in front of the core.

Shimizu Fuzukawa in the distance turned pale. He rushed to the position of the core regardless of everything, and shouted anxiously: "Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Because they had fought, Shimizu Fuzukawa was even more powerful than Muzan, and I couldn't let my family die in front of me.

Eh? !

Brother, he... he cares about me!

Xuanmi was very surprised and decisively shot at Muzan.

After all, he didn't know Muzan, and the newborn calf was not afraid of the tiger.

A huge dragon head opened its mouth, and blue lightning gushed out. The terrifying lightning even scorched the ground, and swallowed up theMuzan and the core are gone.

It's done!

Xuanya thought he had destroyed the core, how come this is also the blood demon art of Upper Rank Four!

Kiritani Sento grabbed Xuanya's shoulders and threw him backwards, while praising: "You are really fierce, you even fought the demon king!"

In just one breath, the stripes and the crescent pupil opened together, and Kiritani Sento's momentum directly reached the peak state.

Facing Muzan, you can't slack off or you will really die.

Walking side by side with Kiritani Sento is Gyoumei of Sadness Island, who wields a broad axe and a meteor hammer that seem to be burning red, and the stripes of gray-black rock texture cover his arms.

The two strongest pillars of the Demon Slayer Corps are all doing their best.

Fushigawa Shima and Satsuki appeared on the left and right of Muzan, and they also used the stripes. The moment Muzan appeared, the clone disappeared, and all the tentacles disappeared.

This is the confidence of the ghost king. He does not need to receive any external force, nor does he have various fancy blood demon arts. He relies only on the purest physical strength.

This is why Muzan is not like other upper strings, who have indescribably fancy blood demon arts, and he disdains to use them.

The lightning dissipated, and a gully dozens of meters long and more than ten meters deep appeared on the ground behind Muzan.

But Muzan held the lightning in his hand, and when he squeezed it hard, the lightning turned into light spots all over the sky.

"No wonder that waste Bantiangou was killed, the fancy blood demon arts are so weak!"

Facing the lightning directly without any damage, this is the confidence of the ghost king.

Looking at the red knife coming towards him, Muzan still looked disdainful.

Do you think you can deal with me with just the red knife and the pattern?

Naive, ridiculous!

Nine pipe whips about four meters long sprang out from Muzan's back, and the pipe whips cut through the sky, making bursts of sonic booms.

If it weren't for the markings, only Kiritani Sento would have been able to see Muzan's attack.

Muzan easily blocked the attack of four people, including Banei who was preparing to attack him from behind.

The next moment, Muzan disappeared with the core.