Crossover Anime: Starting from Jobless Reincarnation

Thinking of this, Kokushibo slowly reached his hand to his waist and grasped the hideous and eerie katana.

But the next moment, a thunderclap rang out, and before Kokushibo could even draw his sword, a bolt of lightning appeared in front of him, and the Nichirin Blade in his hand transformed into lightning, slashing fiercely towards Kokushibo's neck.

The Nichirin Blade, enveloped in lightning, was so dazzling that it illuminated the pitch-black night. At this moment, a violent sword aura also erupted. The speed of this strike was so great that even Kokushibo, who had opened the Transparent World, could only barely react.

The cold touch of the Nichirin Blade instantly turned into a burning pain the moment it cut through the skin. Kokushibo's three pairs of eyes stared at Roya. Kokushibo said coldly, "Your speed is fast. Even I have to admire you. But unfortunately, it's not enough!"

"Type 5: Lunar Calamity Vortex!"

Luo Ya raised an eyebrow, and a series of invisible slashes came toward him, fast and powerful.

At such close range, even with Roya's exceptional physique, taking such a combo would inevitably result in injury. Moreover, if a single sword strike could sever the opponent's head, there would be no need for the opponent to call for Upper Moon One.

The Nichirin Blade in his hand transformed into lightning, unleashing a technique from the Sword God Style. The Nichirin Blade, which was originally meant to sever the opponent's neck, changed direction. With the blessing of the Transparent World, even the invisible slash was pierced by Roya. The Nichirin Blade turned into lightning, shattering all the slashes.

Kokushibo sneered. Just as he was about to speak, Roya kicked him.

Kokushibo frowned slightly, dodging the straight kick. Roya once again transformed into lightning and disappeared from the spot. Suddenly, Kokushibo felt a powerful force coming towards him.

Kokushibo was slightly taken aback. By the time he reacted, Roya had already swung his fist at him, and the target of the fist was his head.

This behavior was undoubtedly suicidal. Just as Kokushibo was about to make a move, he discovered that Roya's right hand was holding a Nichirin Blade that was stabbing towards his chest, and the target of the Nichirin Blade was none other than Kokushibo's heart.

The choice between the heart and being stabbed by a Nichirin Blade is obvious.

"Type One: Dark Moon: Palace of the Night"

Kokushibo's large eyeball-shaped sword transformed into a circular slash, slashing horizontally towards Roya's Nichirin Blade. The circular slash transformed into irregular, small, crescent-shaped blades all around. Kokushibo's intention was not merely to block Roya's bayonet, but also to severely injure Roya in one fell swoop.

However, Kokushibo underestimated Roja's strength. The circular blade was indeed troublesome for ordinary people, but it was only average for Roja. When the opponent parried Roja's rapier, Roja's fist suddenly accelerated and delivered a powerful punch directly to Kokushibo's forehead.

The powerful force sent Kokushibo flying backward, his body blasting backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the distance and kicking up dust. Finally, Kokushibo's body smashed through a tree before releasing the violent force.

This area, which already had few trees, became completely deserted.

Roja's punch was incredibly powerful, comparable to Tanjiro's Head-Piercing Knife and Kokushibo's.

The slashes unleashed by Kokushibo were all blocked by Roya's Nichirin Blade in that instant.

Kokushibo struggled to his feet, his kimono now covered in mud. He looked at Roya expressionlessly and said again in a cold voice, "Kid, you've messed with me."

Suddenly, Kokushibo's figure vanished from the spot.

"Type Three - Aversion Moon - Erosion"

Kokushibo's figure vanished from the spot, his aura remaining solid and unyielding. Even within Roya's Transparent World, his speed was almost unbelievable.

In the blink of an eye, Kokushibo's figure appeared in front of Roya, his big eyeball sword swung up, the tip of the blade flashing cold light, and he slashed diagonally at Roya.

Roya parried with a blank expression, and in terms of sheer strength, not to brag, he had never lost to anyone.

The Nichirin Blade clashed with the opponent's treacherous blade, but at the moment of impact, a mocking expression appeared on Kokushibo's face.

Roya raised an eyebrow and dodged to the left. The upward slash still carried the round blade, and small crescent-shaped blades stabbed towards Roya from all sides.

Roya exerted force on his wrist, his blood rushing to his head, and the Nichirin Blade in his right hand directly blocked the opponent's slash, dodging part of the small crescent-shaped blade.

However, he was still stabbed by some of the small, crescent-shaped blades.

Roya grimaced inwardly. The opponent's ability was rather disgusting. With the awakening of the Mark and the Transparent World, the basic attributes of the body were almost far ahead of Upper Moon Three.

But the instant Luo Ya knocked back the opponent's treacherous blade, the opponent stepped forward with his right foot, steadied himself, gripped the treacherous blade with both hands, and unexpectedly swung a crescent-shaped slash at Luo Ya once again.

This was clearly a double-strike sword technique.

Luo Ya raised an eyebrow, no longer engaging the other party, and his figure transformed into lightning, disappearing from the spot.

Despite his missed attack, Kokushibo was not discouraged. By the time Roya appeared, he had already created a considerable distance between them.

Kokushibo frowned at Roya and said, "Human swordsman, is all you can do is hide? If that's all you've got, you'll probably never get out of this mountain."

Luo Ya sneered, "If this is all you've got, you probably won't be able to get out of this mountain."

Kokushibo's three pairs of golden eyes stared intently at Roya. Kokushibo sneered, "Human, I admit you are strong, but what chance do you have against the immortal me?"

Luo Ya's lips twitched, and he gave the same old excuse again.

They always assume immortality and speak arrogantly from a superior position; it's truly disgusting.

Seeing Roya's hostile gaze, Kokushibo gripped the dagger in his hand once more. He looked up at Kokushibo and said, "Then, human, please die."

"Seventh Form: Mirror of Calamity: Moon Reflection"

Suddenly, four massive slashes appeared on the ground, their speed matching that of the First Form of Thunder Breathing. The already uneven ground was destroyed by the slashes, sending debris flying everywhere. Roja raised an eyebrow, and in the blink of an eye, Roja appeared in front of him.

Luo Ya still drew and swung his sword. He hastily used the Sword God Style sword-drawing technique. Although he did not gather his strength, the power of his sword still directly tore apart the four blades.

Kokushibo was truly enraged. He gripped the Demon Blade in his hand, flipped the blade, and a chilling aura emanated from it.

"Pick-up Form: Face-Piercing Slash: Moonlit Maiden"

The attack released by Kokushibo was still a beam, which was two huge oval-shaped saw blades that rushed directly towards Roya's location. The beams of light still carried the two small, crescent-shaped blades.

A dense barrage of sharp blades swept towards Roya.

The powerful blade of light shattered everything around it. This time, no trees could be seen anymore. The forest was successfully destroyed in the aftermath of the battle between Upper Moon Three and Upper Moon One.

There's one more chapter, currently being typed, still 5,000 words.

Chapter 137 Fierce Battle

Kokushibo's strength is beyond doubt. How could someone who can awaken his mark and Transparent World and comprehend the Breath of the Moon be an ordinary person?

Even in the entire Demon Slayer world, he is considered a very strong person. Unfortunately, he lived in the same era as Yoriichi Tsugikuni, a person who had not appeared for thousands of years.

The difficulty of dealing with Kokushibo has exceeded Roya's expectations.

If you only use Thunder Breathing, you definitely won't be able to defeat your opponent in a short time.

At this level, the Nichirin Blade is no longer very useful for overlocking.

Therefore, he had no choice but to use his hidden trump card. In the end, after deliberating between using the Breath of the Sun or the Blade of Light, Roja chose the Breath of the Sun.

It would be a waste to hand over the Blade of Light now; the Breath of the Sun would be just right.

Basically, whenever the Breath of the Sun is used, it will inevitably stimulate two people at the same time: one is the guy in front of you, and the other is Muzan Kibutsuji.

Muzan Kibutsuji, who was once beaten like a stray dog ​​by the Breath of the Sun, will definitely not swallow this insult. Of course, since his strength is too great, he will definitely choose to escape.

However, as long as Roya hides his strength at a level where he can barely defeat Upper Moon One, Muzan Kibutsuji will definitely not sit still.

He would definitely find a way to get rid of Roya, this major threat. As long as he coughed up a little blood and pretended to be injured by the other party and needed some time to recuperate, not to mention Muzan Kibutsuji, even he himself would not be able to resist taking action if he encountered such a person.

Then let's just use the Breath of the Sun.

Thinking of this, Roya's breathing rate began to change.

The surrounding air seemed to become scorching hot in that instant. The lightning on Roya's body dissipated, and the Nichirin Blade began to burn continuously. Then, under Kokushibo's indifferent gaze, the Nichirin Blade actually produced flames.

Flames enveloped the Nichirin Blade, and the intense heat distorted and deformed the surrounding air.

Kokushibo stared intently at Roya, his three pairs of golden eyes observing Roya's movements. Kokushibo murmured, "Is it the Breath of Flame? No, this aura is not the Breath of Flame."

But the moment Roya raised his hand and gripped the sword, Kokushibo's pupils suddenly contracted, and his previously calm emotions began to boil over. The figure gradually overlapped with the boy in front of him. Raising his hand, gripping the sword, breathing—that overwhelming aura, that feeling, reminded Kokushibo of someone.

Following the country's fate!

Yoriichi Tsugikuni, who was born with the Demon Slayer Mark and the ability to see the Transparent World; Yoriichi Tsugikuni, who lived to be over eighty years old even after awakening the Demon Slayer Mark! Yoriichi Tsugikuni, who appeared in his dreams countless times!

As their figures gradually overlapped, Kokushibo's emotions could never return to what they were before.

His emotional state was so drastic that even his normally steady breathing became disordered for a moment.

"You—no, he's already dead, isn't he? You can't be him. He's been dead for three hundred years. Right, I saw him die with my own eyes, right before my very eyes. So, who exactly are you?"

Kokushibo's expression gradually became ferocious. Although it was already somewhat terrifying, it seemed that this was not yet the opponent's limit.

It's not surprising that Kokushibo acted this way; Yoriichi Tsugikuni had become a shadow in Kokushibo's heart.

It is both fortunate and tragic to live in the same era as such a genius, and even more tragic is that the other person is one's own brother.

Kokushibo is not a good person, but he is not a bad person either.

He was able to lend a helping hand when his younger brother was in a pitiful state, but as the other party repeatedly demonstrated his strength, he gradually became consumed by jealousy.

Yoriichi Tsugikuni lived like a nightmare in Kokushibo's life, constantly thinking about how to surpass him.

The achievement he dreamed of was easily obtained by the other party, yet he gave it up under the other party's indifferent expression.

He could not understand Yoriichi Tsugikuni, nor could he become a swordsman as powerful as Yoriichi Tsugikuni.

They were separated for ten years. When they met again, Yoriichi Tsugikuni had grown into a strong, flawless person with noble character.

A mountain that can never be climbed.

"Damn it! Yoriichi Tsugikuni, you should die! Why were you born with me?!"

At this moment, all six of Kokushibo's eyes were open, and he gripped the dagger tightly in his hand.

Kokushibo immediately closed in and unleashed his strongest sword technique.

"The Sixteenth Form - Moonbow - Crescent Moon!"

The strange blade in his hand was raised high and then suddenly brought down, the blade light formed by the slash rushing towards Roya's location.

The violent sword strike was more ferocious than ever before, and the tiny crescent-shaped blade of light almost completely enveloped the space around Roya.