Demon Slayer: Muzan, will you dance too?

Kiyokawa Izumi is not an invincible tank; injuries have a huge impact on her condition.

At this point in the battle, he realized that the path Kokushibo had taken wasn't actually that amazing. The reason his swordsmanship was superior to his own was simply because he had fused with the Blood Demon Art.

The flesh and blood of ordinary humans cannot grow blades, and naturally cannot achieve a level of unpredictability and transformation.

Although Kiyokawa Izumi could use these eyes to record his opponent's moves, to be honest, he couldn't imitate them.

It already has a general understanding of Kokushibo's breathing rhythm and the principles of Moon Breathing.

He might be able to pass it on to other swordsmen if given the chance, but this breathing technique is not suitable for him.

With a sweeping swing of his blade, a highly destructive arc appeared, seemingly intent on wiping out everything in its path, accompanied by irregular crescent-shaped blade gusts of wind.

"Even if breathing can stop the bleeding, the actual injury will still significantly affect your movements."

From initially holding their own to now putting up a difficult fight, only three minutes have passed.

Fighting Kokushibo alone, every second felt incredibly long. Kiyokawa Izumi had no choice but to take the hit again.

His extremely wide slashing range was something he couldn't avoid.

"The Third Form of Rock Breathing: The Skin of Rock Body!"

The meteor hammer, dragged by an iron chain, swung continuously, and a familiar sound rang in my ears.

As it turns out, Kiyokawa Izumi's choice was correct.

The other people he trusted did not disappoint him, nor did they cause him to lose everything or even his life.

The rock pillar that arrived in a hurry was so reassuring.

"So fast? Aside from travel time, have they already taken care of the other Upper Moons?"

Kiyokawa Izumi was slightly startled, and couldn't help but look over with a questioning gaze—even if this older brother was extremely strong, he already knew about Hantengu's abilities.

But just being transparent isn't enough to instantly kill the Half-Heaven Dog, is it?

"The volunteers have arrived!"

Seemingly noticing the confusion on his face, Mr. Xingming said in a deep voice, "Leave this to me. You go and treat your wounds first."

"I see, Mr. Giyu is surprisingly reliable..."

Giyu, who arrived just in time, chose to fight Hantengu alone.

After freeing up the Rock Pillar, let the elder brother quickly come to support Kiyokawa Izumi.

They were all aware of how powerful the evil spirits that appeared here were—how could they possibly feel at ease leaving Kiyokawa Izumi to deal with this one alone?

It was only because Himejima Gyomei noticed the more than ten untreated wounds on Kiyokawa Izumi's body that he said those words.

He was confident he could hold off Upper Moon One alone, which would buy Kiyokawa Izumi time to treat his wounds.

Faced with this well-intentioned reminder, Kiyokawa Izumi took a deep breath, silently calculated his time, and could only refuse without hesitation.

It's not dead yet.

There wasn't enough time to treat his wounds.

Amidst the chaotic flashes of swords and the relentless swinging of the meteor hammer, Kokushibo's all-out slash was neutralized by the combined efforts of the two.

This guy started using his clairvoyance ability again, shamelessly admiring the rock pillar's near-perfect body—he had originally thought that Kiyokawa Izumi was the strongest of this generation.

Upon seeing the rock pillars, it became clear that the previous assumptions were incorrect.

"Two minutes!"

Upon hearing this, the Stone Pillar was slightly taken aback. The moment he saw Kokushibo, he realized that his opponent was stronger than ever before.

Ordinary methods are probably not enough to defeat this person.

Kiyokawa Izumi taught him the Seven-Day Breathing Technique, which the Rock Pillar also incorporated into his Rock Breathing. Hearing that the former only had two minutes left for the burst of energy, he no longer hesitated.

By using a special breathing rhythm to enhance one's physical functions, while it may not result in a dramatic increase like that of Kiyokawa Izumi, one's strength will still improve.

When Kokushibo first met Kiyokawa Izumi, he wanted to ask, "What kind of new breathing technique is this?"

While the improvement in physical fitness is not as dramatic as that of freckles, it also doesn't have the same significant side effects.

Before it could ask any questions, the relentless attacks put immense pressure on it—the combined might of the strongest Pillars of the Demon Slayer Corps was no easy task.

As time went on, Kiyokawa Izumi's mindset became somewhat impatient.

He was on the verge of losing his explosive power and was nearing his limit.

Even when they joined forces with the Stone Pillar, they were unable to break through Kokushibo's defenses in a short time.

This guy was also an experienced swordsman. He could tell that Kiyokawa Izumi was about to give up, so he kept using wide-range slashes to wear her down.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, and as if on command, all the wounds on his body burst open. Kiyokawa Izumi knelt on the ground, gripping the Nichirin Blade. The overwhelming fatigue was so intense that breathing became very difficult.

His arm was no longer under his control; it was trembling slightly, making it difficult even to hold the Nichirin Blade.

In the battle against Kokushibo, he was indeed the first one to give out.