Demon Slayer: The Naruto Hashira is a pure villain!

"Qiantu! Cut down that pillar!" Xingming shouted in a deep voice.

"understand!"

Sabito immediately handed the weakened Tamayo to the hastily arriving Yushiro, then held his sword in reverse and unleashed a powerful slash.

"Water Breathing - First Form: Water Surface Slash!"

The sharp blade struck the wooden pillar, and with a crack, the thick pillar snapped in two.

The lower half of the pillar was cut off by Giyu, who reacted just as quickly, and the taut iron chains instantly loosened.

Out of absolute trust in Xingming, Tianyuan did not let go and still gripped the iron chain tightly.

The next second, Xingming suddenly exerted his strength, his arm muscles bulged, and he forcefully pulled Tianyuan, who was hanging in mid-air, back down along the iron chain.

The pillar embedded in the kunai was given to Muzan in the end.

The aura enveloped Muzan's fleshy mass, causing it to throb violently.

When Tianyuan landed, he staggered a couple of steps, then straightened up, still maintaining his flamboyant and ostentatious demeanor.

"Hmm~ It was a close call."

The fleshy mass was still writhing wildly, and suppressed roars of anger emanated from within it.

The effects of the medication are wearing off rapidly.

At this moment, Muzan's rage was about to burst out of his skull.

Just minutes ago, he received news of Kokushibo's death.

When the news of his death reached him, Muzan even thought he was hallucinating because he had eaten a poisonous mushroom.

What does it mean that Kokushibo bumped into a swordsman with a mirror as soon as he stepped out of the house, and before he could kill the swordsman, he saw his own reflection in the mirror and then died from being so ugly?!

Is this the first time Kokushibo has found out he has six eyes?! Is his appearance anxiety that severe?

An old monster who had lived for hundreds of years was actually driven to the point of having his Dao heart shattered by his own ugly appearance.

The cause of this death is so embarrassing to tell anyone!

Muzan was so angry that he trembled all over, and the blood vessels on the surface of the fleshy ball throbbed.

How long has it been?

Akaza committed suicide due to his love-struck brain, Doma died from his own reckless behavior, and now even the most reliable Kokushibo is dying for such absurd reasons!

Almost all of the Upper Moons are dead!

All that's left is Nakime, who has little fighting ability, and Tamamo-no-Mae, who is full of treachery!

Those who deserved to die didn't, while those who shouldn't have died all did!

A bunch of useless trash!

Muzan now just wants the effects of the drug to wear off quickly so he can tear all the ants surrounding him to shreds.

Thinking about it is one thing, but doing it is another.

Having exhausted all other options, Muzan suppressed his rage and quickly summoned reinforcements:

"Tamamo-no-Mae! What are you doing?! Come here right now!"

"Ah~ I'll be right there, don't rush me~"

Yayoi, who was being urged by her boss from afar, slowly responded with a "yes".

"You three hurry up! Muzan is getting impatient."

Yayoi, mimicking Muzan, turned around and put pressure on the three little brats in front of her.

Kaiyue didn't dare to utter a sound, so he could only vent his anger on these blind ghosts and speed up the swinging of his sword.

Ichiro and Muichiro remained silent, unleashing their twin swords simultaneously. The shadows of the clouds and the light of lightning intertwined, and the demons blocking their path were cut to ashes before they could even utter a scream.

Yayoi enjoyed the smooth journey and chewed the flower in her mouth before swallowing it.

"How was it? Did anything feel wrong after eating it?"

Sanemi, who was standing next to Yayoi, watched nervously as Yayoi "tested the poison on herself".

"It's alright, but I can't taste anything. It feels like a fake."

Yayoi smacked her lips in a sharp comment.

几分钟前。

After Yayoi explained that Tanjiro had sent her this thing, and that Muzan, that brain-dead man, had been searching for it for hundreds of years without success, and that it was a blue spider lily that only blooms for a short time occasionally during the day, Sanemi felt that this was very unreliable.

Especially after hearing Yayoi say that "no one has verified the drug's effects, and it's uncertain whether it will turn you back into a human or a sunless demon after you take it," Sanemi was even more opposed to Yayoi taking the risk.

"Eating it won't necessarily kill me, but not eating it will definitely kill me."

Yayoi revealed what she had been keeping from Sanemi.

"If I don't use such an extreme method to get rid of Muzan's control, I could be killed by Muzan at any time with a single thought."

"So, from the very beginning when you decided to help the Demon Slayer Corps, you never thought you could leave the Infinity Castle alive, did you?" Sanemi asked.

"Ah."

How could you be so selfish?

"Ok?"

No way? I gave my life, and now someone's saying I'm selfish?! Are they crazy?!

Have you ever thought about what I'll do after you die?

The pain in Sanemi's eyes made Yayoi look away, unable to bear it.

"Didn't I tell you? You have to live well and take good care of Mom."

“Xuanmi is seventeen this year and has the ability to support his family.”

"Ok?"

Yayoi didn't understand why Sanemi would suddenly bring up Genya out of the blue.

"I mean, if you die, I will never live on alone."

Chapter 222 Deport all these undocumented immigrants!

One second he was threatening Yayoi with his own life, the next second Yayoi grabbed his haori collar and slammed him against the wall.

"Boom-"

A muffled thud shook the entire corridor.

The brothers Kaigaku and Tokito, who were clearing the way ahead, were startled and turned around in unison.

"What are you looking at! Look again and I'll beat you all up."

Yayoi didn't even turn her head, coldly tossing out a remark.

Kaigaku and Ichiro turned their heads back almost simultaneously, looking straight ahead, seemingly lost in thought.

The female demon was in a rage, and anyone who went near her was doomed—they had long understood this principle.

Only Muichiro remained still, staring intently at Sanemi, who was being pressed against the wall, his eyes sparkling. He looked eager to switch places with Sanemi and experience what it felt like to be pressed against the wall by a god.

Yayoi caught a glimpse of his expression out of the corner of her eye, feeling both helpless and amused. She changed her words and slowly said, "If you look at me again, I'll strip you of your status as a believer."

That's more effective than anything else.

Muichiro immediately turned his head back, his shoulders taut, not daring to even glance in their direction.

"Sanemi Shinazugawa, listen to me."

"Live well, and don't give me that brainless suicide pact nonsense."

Sanemi didn't say anything, but simply turned his face slightly to show her the skin on the side of his face.

Beneath the mottled bloodstains, a blood-red windmill mark was hidden in the crimson, failing to be noticed in time.

"When did this happen?" Yayoi asked, frowning.

“Just now.” Sanemi turned his head back to look at Yayoi, and said each word clearly and cruelly, “Yayoi, I was going to die anyway.”

"So I won't leave you alone, all alone."

"If you can't leave this Infinite City tonight, I'll stay here with you."

"If we can both leave this world alive, then I'll stay with you for a few more years."

“You won’t die,” Yayoi interrupted Sanemi.

"Can……"

"I said you won't die, so you won't die!"

Yayoi stopped arguing with him, released her grip on Sanemi's collar, closed her eyes, and summoned Nakime in her mind.

"How's Tamayo doing?"

"Lord Tamamo-no-Mae, Muzan still hasn't been able to undo the negative effects of the potion."

"I'm asking about Tamayo! Tamayo! Listen carefully! She absolutely cannot die, do you hear me?" Yayoi's tone became more forceful.

"clear."

With a soft twang of the pipa strings, the path ahead for Tianyuan and Xingming, who were heading towards the core area where Muzan was located, suddenly became much smoother. The corridors that had been blocking their way were all moved aside, giving them the fastest passage.

After resolving the matter with Tamayo, Yayoi finally regained her composure.

He picked out a blue spider lily from the oil paper package and popped it into his mouth to chew.

The petals were dry and tasteless, like withered grass.

Is the dosage insufficient?

Yayoi, refusing to believe it, pulled out another one and continued chewing.

A few breaths later, Yayoi suddenly stopped.

He frowned slightly, sensing the changes within his body.