Demon Slayer: The Tai Chi Swordsman

Time waits for no one, and Beimingyu Xingming had no time to marvel at Muzan's body structure.

Relying on the reaction power of the transparent realm, he dodged Muzan's fatal blow and was only whipped away.

Beimingyu Xingming flew backwards for dozens of meters along the ground, and a long groove more than one meter deep appeared on the ground, and blood was sprinkled on the long groove like paint.

Fushigawa Xuanya and Kiritani Sento were secretly happy, but the two did not stop. Xuanya fired five shots in a row.

The huge wooden dragon rose straight up and tied Muzan tightly.

But a pipe whip still hit Xuanya, and the skin and flesh were torn apart where it was whipped, revealing the white bones.

Xuanya was hit into the ground, and his whole body was cracked.

"Ah!"

Xuanya screamed.

Kiritani Sento moved his figure, and in the blink of an eye he approached Muzan again, and Beimingyu Xingming also appeared at the same time.

Two people in the realm of transparency attacked Muzan together. Although there was no fighting spirit, it made people feel like falling into an ice cellar.

That was the purest killing intention, the endless hatred and anger towards the evil ghost.

The sound of the sword was sonorous and powerful, like a thousand troops charging into battle.

Suddenly, the wooden dragon trembled violently, and turned into powder in the blink of an eye. Muzan's pipe whip was like a deadly long sword, piercing the void until it came in front of the two.

The sonic boom roared, and Kiritani and Sento immediately bled from all seven orifices. Even so, the two did not have the slightest intention of retreating.

The realm of transparency was enough to see through all the flaws in the opponent's attack. Kiritani and Sento relied on this special realm to barely dodge the attack.

But the two of them could not get close to Muzan. In the past thousands of years, only one person made Muzan really afraid, and he didn't care about everything else.

"You can only dodge and evade. Did the Demon Slayer Corps raise a bunch of rats?"

"You think you can kill me? Wishful thinking!"

Muzan accelerated his offensive, pressing down Kiritani and Sento so hard that they could hardly breathe.

Kiritani Sento gritted his teeth and cut off the pipe whips that were close to him one by one. Although the red sword could only suppress it for a few seconds, the gap was enough.

Kiritani Sento took a deep breath, and the fighting spirit that had disappeared burst out like a volcanic eruption.

Kiritani Sento shouted, and a giant dragon phantom surrounded him. The giant dragon was half black and half white. A Tai Chi technique quietly emerged, and he slashed it with a knife.

The knife was as powerful as a mountain, majestic and heavy, with the power to suppress everything.

The knife was also as soft and continuous as water, with a heart that embraced everything.

The knife slashed the floating core in front of Muzan.

Delusion!

Muzan's scarlet vertical pupils widened, and the thorn whips transformed by his arms were as swift as the wind, blocking Kiritani Sento's knife.

But a strange force came over him, and Muzan felt like he had hit a water ball, and most of the force bounced back.

In just a breath, Muzan's thorn whips broke all over, and they were covered with blades of various shapes.

But after a few swishing sounds, the fastest tube whip on Muzan's leg stabbed out.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

The crisp sound of metal hitting each other sounded, followed by the roar of explosion.

The eight tube whips on Muzan's legs burst inch by inch, and blood splattered, but Kiritani Sento's offensive also weakened a bit.

Kiritani Sento was shocked. He didn't expect that Muzan's physical strength alone was enough to weaken the counter-injury of Tai Chi Wufang.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Muzan threw a punch with all his strength.

Wherever the fist wind passed, there was no intact object, and this space was directly shattered by one third.

Kiritani Sento stood with difficulty, leaning on his sword. He took this punch completely, and the power was dozens of times more powerful than Akaza's destruction.

There was no intact part of Kiritani Sento's body, and blood was gushing out of the small wounds.

With a snap, Kiritani Sento's only sword was broken into two pieces.

It was not because Kiritani Sento swung the sword in the wrong way, nor because the quality of the sword was not good, but because Muzan's attack had exceeded the limit of the sword.

Beimingyu Xingmei's situation was not very good either. He faced more than ten pipe whips alone and could only barely resist and dodge.

Only when he entered the realm of transparency did he understand what kind of monster the Demon Slayer Corps was fighting.

Five brains and seven hearts, outrageous recovery ability, and terrifying flesh.

But he could not retreat, even if there was an insurmountable mountain in front of him, Beimingyu Xingmei completely understood why the lord and the rabbit supported a demon to make medicine.

Kiritani Sento glanced at his watch. The sun had already risen, but how could he get out?

He didn't care about that anymore. He held his broken body and the broken sword and marched forward.

At this moment, the wooden dragon rushed over again.

After being humiliated by his subordinates' blood demon arts again and again, Muzan was furious.

He moved and appeared in front of Fuzugawa Genya without bias..

"Little ghost, you are annoying!"

"Demon Eater, right!"

"You will die even if your brain is blown up!"

Muzan's face was dark, with only pride and arrogance in his eyes. He stared at Xuan Mi with his nose.

After all, Kiritani and Zhantu were no longer a threat to him. He would kill this little ghost who insulted him first.

The blood demon art of that rubbish Hantengu was not worthy of hitting me. This guy really deserves to die!

He's dead!

Xuan Mi's mind was blank. The one in front of him was the Demon King!

But the next moment, what he thought in his heart overcame his fear, and Xuan Mi shouted: "Muzan, I will fight you!"

Xuan Mi held the colorless Nichirin Sword in his hands with both hands and chopped it down with the greatest strength of his life.

He didn't want to be a coward in front of his brother. Even if the opponent was the Demon King, he would die standing.

Muzan smashed Xuan Mi's Nichirin Sword with a single hand knife.

The seriously injured Kiritani Sento and Beimei Yuxing rushed forward desperately, but it seemed a little too late.

If Xuanya was in trouble, Kiritani Sento really didn't know how to face Shiya, after all, it was he who introduced Xuanya to the Demon Slayer Corps.

Xuanya closed his eyes and shouted out the words that had been buried deep in his heart for many years. He was afraid that he would not have the chance to say it in the future: "Brother, I'm sorry, it was my fault back then!"

Suddenly, a dark green tornado blade wind came, and the surging blade wind whistled.

Shiya Busui's strong body blocked his brother, and Muzan pierced his chest, and the drunkard's thin blood sprayed out.

At the same time, the golden red lightning flashed like a meteor, Muzan's arm was broken, and the Busui brothers were thrown out.

Kiritani Sento held the broken knife and breathed a sigh of relief. He finally caught up.

Fushigawa Shima fell into his brother's arms. He endured the severe pain and threw Muzan's broken arm aside, saying with a dying breath: "Xuan Mi, brother has never blamed you!"

"Protecting family members is what elders should do!"

"Fortunately... Fortunately, I caught up this time!"

After saying that, Fushigawa Shima fainted.

Tears welled up in his eyes, but Xuan Mi had no time to be sad, he knew he still had a mission to complete.