Minecraft: Steve came to the back room

Compared to the Devil Fruits in One Piece, the demons created by Muzan Kibutsuji are simply not worthy of being considered high art.

Putting aside the wisteria flower and the Nichirin Blade, the sun alone would be enough to defeat the final boss, Muzan Kibutsuji.

In the world of One Piece, the only thing that Devil Fruits are afraid of is Seastone.

Even if the Sand-Sand Fruit is afraid of water, it's simply because of type advantage.

If this were the Ice-Ice Fruit, what water? It would just splash you out!

I put on the gear and stared at the flesh and blood still slowly writhing on the walls of the carriage.

He raised his long sword and plunged it in.

Beheading? No, no, no. With his health bar at zero, not only would Lower Moon One: Enmu die, but even Muzan would be dead.

Furthermore, he had never seen this act of swallowing an enemy into one's body before, in "Journey to the West".

The refresh time for the Burning, Poisoning, and Regeneration Inhibition buffs.

But at that moment...

boom! !

The entire carriage shook violently, and then it flew off the tracks. The passengers sitting in their seats were like a sack full of cotton, flying directly up and crashing into the writhing flesh.

'Lower Moon One is dead?!'

Yang Bo was surprised that Tanjiro and Nezuko were so efficient, resolving the nightmare in such a short time.

Looking around, thanks to the Nightmare's flesh and blood cushioning the impact, none of the passengers were injured.

"Nightmare probably never imagined that its own body would become a human cushion for saving ordinary people,"

In Yang Bo's opinion, Lower Moon One: Nightmare was a complete idiot, abandoning the mobility of a demon and merging his body with a train.

If the rails were removed, given its current bulky size, even an ordinary person could easily drag it into daytime using firearms.

He jumped out of the derailed train car.

Tanjiro and Nezuko stood somewhat disheveled beside the shattered engine of the train. The flesh and blood on the train were disintegrating, and the demons whose necks had been severed had lost all ability to regenerate.

"Nezuko, you're amazing now!"

Tanjiro's clothes were somewhat disheveled. His strength had indeed improved a lot, but his opponent was, after all, Lower Moon One.

"It's all thanks to the adults."

"By the way, sir!"

Tanjiro looked up at the overturned carriages, his face showing anxiety: "Nezuko, go find Mr. Yang Bo, I'll go check on Inosuke and Zenitsu."

"Ah."

Nezuko had already seen Yang Bo emerge from the carriage. Just as she was about to approach him, a young man wearing a mini vest and covered in tattoos suddenly appeared behind Yang Bo.

Unexplained music started playing.

This is a man who, like Yang Bo, has his own background music when he enters the scene.

Those golden eyes emitted a faint golden light, with the characters "Upper Moon" and "Three" written in their pupils, and a playful smile on their faces.

He raised his fist.

The fist, carrying a violent gust of wind, came crashing down, and Akaza's fist was already inches away from Yang Bo's chest.

At the critical moment, a figure as fiery as fire suddenly appeared and darted in.

"Don't even think about hurting anyone!"

Flame Pillar Owl wielded his Nichirin Blade and slashed at Akaza's wrist, the fiery red flames illuminating both his and Upper Moon Three Akaza's cheeks.

Upper Moon Three Akaza leaped backward, landing gracefully on the ground, his severed wrist instantly restored.

Tanjiro stared intently at the imposing figure with a grave expression: "Upper Moon Three, how... how did he end up here?"

Yang Bo turned around and looked at Akaza, who had a playful expression on his face, and couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle.

"Kyojuro, I'm entrusting this to you. Don't forget our deal."

"Ok!"

Rengoku Kyojuro responded with great confidence.

Upper Moon Three is doomed today.

Chapter 145: The Final Showdown - Battle Against Akaza

"A fine knife."

Akaza still had that faint smile on his lips.

"I have a great suggestion for you. Would you like to become a ghost?"

Kyojuro stared at Akaza with a blank expression and responded very seriously.

"impossible."

Yang Bo took out a deformable cushion from his backpack and turned it into a food stall chair, then sat on it.

Nezuko ran over and took some fruit and drinks out of her backpack, placing them on the wooden board next to the chair.

Thank you.

Yang Bo stared intently at the two on the field, one being Upper Moon Three and the other the Flame Pillar. In the world of "Demon Slayer," this was already considered a top-tier battle.

If he were to face these two directly, with his current strength, he wouldn't even be able to touch the hem of their clothes.

“Nezuko, look at these two. One looks cynical, and the other looks serious. They are obviously sworn enemies.”

Nezuko looked at Kyojuro Rengoku and Akaza and nodded cutely.

"You're right, sir."

Akaza stared at Kyojuro with the same look he had on some precious prey.

"I can tell you're very strong at a glance. You're a Pillar, right? The aura around you has been refined and is approaching the supreme realm."

"I am the Flame Pillar, Kyojuro Rengoku."

"I am Akaza."

"Kyojuro, let me tell you why you can't reach the highest realm: because you're human! You can see, and you'll die, so..."

"So, Kyojuro, I'm not going to be human anymore!"

Yang Bo impatiently put down the almond water in his hand and shouted at the two of them:

"Hey! Are you guys going to fight or not? Akaza, why are you talking so much nonsense? You're babbling on like a woman."

Akaza glanced at Yang Bo, then stomped his foot hard on the ground.

The solid ground beneath his feet was now cracked, and the dust kicked up obscured his figure.

Rengoku Kyojuro's figure also disappeared from the spot, blocking Yang Bo's way. Flames rose from his Nichirin Blade, looking no different from Nezuko's and Tanjiro's Sun Breathing.

boom…

Akaza's fist collided with Rengoku Kyojuro's blade, but the Nichirin Blade only managed to cut through half of his palm before it could not cut any further.

"Let me deal with this ant first, then we can talk slowly."

"Our philosophies differ, so there's nothing to talk about."

Akaza leaped backward again, widening the distance between himself and Kyojuro.

"Is that so? In that case... Unleash the spell!"

The Blood Demon Art was activated, and a twelve-pointed snowflake array unfolded beneath Akaza's feet.

Seeing these fantastical scenes, Yang Bo really wanted to get up right now and go to Jujutsu Kaisen to drag Gojo Satoru over.

The story of the demons and swordsmen, which was originally quite good, became increasingly fantastical after the characters reached the Pillars and Upper Moons.

"Destruction Kill - Compass Needle!"

Akaza's Blood Demon Art allows him to sense aura and predict actions; the stronger the enemy's aura, the more accurate his perception.

The inexplicable background music started playing in Yang Bo's mind again.

"Damn, why are you playing background music when the enemy is showing off? Does just glancing at them count as joining the battle?"

Yang Bo muttered a complaint to himself, then glanced at Nezuko and said, "Go help your brother and the others rescue those passengers trapped in the carriage."

After thinking for a moment, he took out a first-aid kit from his backpack and then took out some "splash-type healing potions" and handed them to Nezuko.

"If there are any injured people, you can have your brother and the others gather them together, and then just throw this healing potion on their heads."

"Yes, sir."

Seeing Nezuko take the medicine and about to leave, Yang Bo quickly warned, "Be careful of the blond guy! Especially that kid named Zenitsu!"

"Well, I see."

With Nezuko gone, the battle between Rengoku Kyojuro and Akaza begins.

The two figures moved quickly, and Tanjiro could only see some blurry afterimages.

"I haven't killed the Flame Pillar yet among all the Pillars I've killed so far."

Akaza seemed completely at ease, even managing to banter with Kyojuro during the battle.

"And no one accepted my invitation."

In the time it takes to exchange two sentences, the two sides have clashed several more times.

"Why? As a fellow martial arts practitioner, I simply cannot understand. Only the chosen ones can become demons!"

"It saddens me to see talented people become ugly and old... I can't bear it!"

His arm was severed by Kyojuro's sword, but before the severed arm even hit the ground, a new arm grew back.

This self-healing ability is terrifying.

boom--

Akaza's punch, imbued with his own conviction, slammed heavily into Kyojuro's Nichirin Blade.