A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 475 Chapter 468. Storm

The answer is - no!

The fact is so cruel, even though both Tanjiro and others and the pillars of the Demon Slayer Squad have experienced "inhumane" training.

But what made them feel extremely ashamed...even in the end, they were unable to make a move against that gentleman.

After all, even a casual move by that gentleman would be enough to make any one of them lose the ability to fight on the spot.

The one in front of me had done it before, and although it was only possible due to the ghost's special physique, it was enough to judge that the strength of this ghost was superior to any of them.

But how much stronger is it? Nobody knows.

The outcome of a battle is always known only after it has been fought.

Everyone held their breath and watched Hei Shimo's every move, ready to enter the battle at any time.

This is the Shangxian One. It is completely different from the other Shangxian ghosts. Just standing there, it looks as stable as Mount Tai and not angry.

Everyone is very vigilant, but they have no reason to retreat, because no matter how you look at this battle, it is the Demon Slayer side that has the advantage.

"Um?"

Just when everyone was on alert, Hei Shimo seemed to have discovered something interesting among them.

"May I have your name?"

He looked at Muichiro Tokitou, the youngest among the people.

"Tokidou...Muichiro."

The strange thing is that Tokidou Muichiro actually answered Heishimou's question honestly.

The young man looked like he was struggling, but some kind of force forced him to answer.

"I see. Has the name 'Jiguo' been lost?"

There was a hint of regret in Hei Shimo's tone, and he raised his head and stared at the ceiling, lost in thought.

"There's no way... After all, hundreds of years have passed..."

"..."

Everyone fell into silence.

The name 'Successor' is a name respected by all the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps. It is indeed a pity that such a name is lost, but does Heishimou, who has betrayed humanity long ago, really have the right to feel sorry for it?

"Stop insulting that name, asshole."

Muichiro Tokitoru's face showed a rare expression of anger.

Although his surname was not Jiguo, and he had no special feelings for the name, he felt angry when he saw the behavior of the ghost in front of him.

"It seems... you seem to know my identity?"

Hei Shimo asked calmly.

"of course I know."

"That's right, after all, that man is also still alive."

Hei Shimo nodded slightly.

Although I don't know how the human named 'Xuan Hao' survived to this day with a human body, but since this human being still exists, it is not surprising that the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad know that period of history.

"Jigoku Iwakatsu, that was my name when I was a human. It's really a long-lost name..."

Hei Shimo looked at the humans in front of him and sighed.

Hundreds of years have already changed everything. He could see that the young man in front of him named 'Tokidou Muichiro' had the blood of the Tsukoku lineage flowing in his body, but the name 'Jikoku' had finally become a thing of the past.

"Yuanyi..."

He lamented the ruthlessness of time. At this moment, he became very powerful, so powerful that he overcame all the weaknesses of being a ghost except the sun. How strong is it? He hasn't tried it, but if it comes down to strength alone, he's confident that even Wuhan won't be his opponent.

But so what? He can't go back to the past, and he can never defeat Yuanyi again, but...

"If I defeat someone stronger, does that mean I've won?"

Hei Shimo's gaze became dangerous.

He is ready to clean up everyone here and then challenge the seemingly invincible existence again.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the entire space changed, and murderous intent suddenly enveloped everyone.

"bass--"

The severely corroded and deformed saber was slowly pulled out by Hei Shimo, and the sharp and harsh sound made everyone's hearts tremble.

"coming!"

Everyone was holding on to the Nichirin sword that had already been unsheathed, with nervous expressions on their faces.

The ghost in front of them was probably the strongest ghost they had ever encountered, and this ghost had probably overcome the weakness of its neck.

This will be an endless war of attrition, and Infinite City is gradually collapsing, leaving them little time.

"what can we do about it?"

This is the same question in everyone's mind.

If you want to evacuate, someone must stay and hold Hei Shimo back, and this means sacrifice.

"Damn it, it's obviously the last moment, why are you still blocking the way!"

Although sacrifice is no longer a rare thing for the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps, the situation at this moment always makes them feel unwilling. Victory is clearly in front of them.

"You...look anxious."

Pulling out the knife, Hei Shimou spoke calmly.

"Actually, there is no need...because you will all die here."

Before he finished speaking, his figure had disappeared from the spot.

"spread!!!"

Just when others were surprised by Hei Sheimou's speed, Mingyu Xingming commanded loudly.

He has long been blind, so there is no need to use vision to judge the opponent's actions. In the face of such high speeds that are far beyond the range of human vision, sound is sometimes more useful.

From the beginning, he concentrated all his energy on guarding against Hei Death Mou's attack.

"Good judgment."

Heishimou's figure had appeared in front of Beimingyu Xingming at some unknown time.

He expressed expressionless praise for Ming Yu Xingming's judgment, and letting everyone disperse could indeed avoid the risk of being defeated by him in one fell swoop.

but……

"Can you block my attack?"

The ferocious long sword covered with eyeballs and flesh was swung down fiercely. With the powerful force, just the momentum of the sword swing was enough to make ordinary swordsmen give up their struggle.

But faced with such a sword force, Mingyu Xingming did not waver in the slightest.

The muscles of his arm holding the hammer were bulging, and his face was ferocious.

"Don't underestimate humans, evil ghosts! The era when humans were ravaged by evil ghosts has long passed. Now it's you who should tremble!"

"Buzz——"

The sound of metal clashing echoed in everyone's ears, and the fluctuations spread out from Mingyu Xingming and Hei Shimo, kicking up countless dust.

"I see."

Hei Shimo looked at the sturdy human in front of him in deep thought.

The human easily resisted his attack with his weapon. Although he did not use all his strength, the person in front of him also refused to retreat.

Gradually, this human body became transparent under Hei Simo's gaze.

"It's really amazing, a perfect body that has been tempered many times and even surpasses the limits of human beings..."

By the way, he looked at the other humans around him with his peripheral vision. The same was true. Although there were still some differences between these humans, they had all experienced the same hard work.

Everyone is very powerful, with unyielding momentum and terrifying physique. Except for Yuanyi and Xuanhao, we have never seen them hundreds of years ago. I didn't expect that so many of them would suddenly appear tonight.

"Is this... your confidence?"

Hei Shimo's tone finally became serious, "It seems that if you don't respond with all your strength... it would be too rude..."

Breath of the Moon·Shape of One·Dark Moon·Palace of Night.

At some point, the blade in Hei Shimo's hand had returned to its scabbard.

And almost at the same time, countless moon-like arcs of sharp sword light slashed out from his body in all directions, covering almost everyone here.

"defense!"

Xingming, the nearest Bei Ming Yu, shouted.

Almost at the same time, everyone used their sword skills to resist. Although they looked a little embarrassed, no one was harmed by such a group attack.

However, when everyone blocked Hei Shimo's sword skills, they realized that this was just the beginning.

Hei Shimo's figure disappeared from their sight again at some point.

"middle!"

Shanyi and Yusui Tianyuan roared at the same time.

Hei Shimo calculated the positions of all the swordsmen. The scattered swordsmen formed a surrounding force, and he used his strategy to reach the center position.

If you want to surround someone, the first condition is that you must be stronger than the other person first.

At this moment, it is obvious that such a condition does not hold.

This is an unequal battle. Facing Hei Shimo who has overcome the weakness of his neck and intends to go all out from the moment he comes up, they can't think of any way to kill him. Regardless of offense or defense, they will only increase casualties.

But even so, no one will be afraid.

Xia's Breath·Seven Types·Hazy.

Muichiro Tokitoru turned on the pattern without hesitation, and with the force in his hand, the Nichirin Sword also turned red.

Facing an enemy like Hei Shimo, no one dares to be careless.

"A breathing technique that I have never seen before. Is this your own sword skill?"

Black Death Mo looked at Tokitoru Muichiro who was the first to rush over and remained unmoved. He didn't even pull out the Demon Blade from his waist again.

Muichiro Tokitou's speed suddenly became faster and slower, and he kept approaching with a special rhythm, trying to use such sword skills to disturb Hei Shimo's hearing and hearing.

However, the effect does not seem to be obvious.

"Excellent sword skills. If we are of equal strength, maybe you can hurt me."

An indifferent response lingered around Tokidou Muichiro, his sword was thrown away, and the figure of Hei Shimo disappeared without a trace like a ghost.

"careful!"

At the same time as the voice sounded, another figure flashed behind Tokitou Muichiro.

"puff--"

Blood splattered everywhere.

Immortal Kawa Genya, who was standing behind him, was instantly cut into two pieces by Lazy.

Heishimou, who showed his true skills, easily dodged Muichiro's slash and went behind him. If Xuan Mi hadn't blocked the attack, he would have been injured.

"not dead?"

Heishimou looked indifferently at Xuan Mi, who was cut into two pieces and his life breath did not escape. Compared with his own cut being blocked, he was more surprised by the tenacious vitality of the human in front of him.

"Are you the Ghost Eater?"

As he spoke, he raised the blade again.

"You guy!"

Immortal Kawa Saneya and Tokitoru Muichiro, who had reacted, saw this scene and veins popped up on their faces.

Breath of Wind·Four Types·Ascension to the Sky Sand Dust Lan.

Breath of Kasumi, Two Types, Eightfold Kasumi.

Continuous slashes breathing from both front and back directions instantly enveloped Black Death Mou.

The strong wind drove the clouds to flow at high speed, making Hei Shimo, who was deeply involved in sword skills, seem to be in the troposphere at an altitude of 10,000 meters, and could not see everything around him for a while.

Thunder light loomed in the clouds, and the severed boy disappeared without a trace.

And Hei Shimo had to change the trajectory of the ghost blade in his hand to face the two men's violent slashes.

Breath of the Moon·Shape of Wu·Moon Soul Disaster Vortex.

The clouds rolled by the strong wind suddenly darkened. Standing in the wind and clouds, Hei Shimo turned his body around. No one could see him draw his sword, but a huge vortex-shaped wind blade was produced around him, tearing apart The stirring storm.

The two people's combined slashes were torn apart in an instant, and after the storm cleared, what appeared was the shocking full moon.

"hateful--"

Muichiro Tokitou and Saneya Immortal smacked their lips and backed away unwillingly.

Although they wanted to cut off the ghost's neck directly, it seemed that even if the two of them joined forces, it would not be that easy.

However, the goal of this attack was achieved.

Kuwashima Jigoro and Xuanya appeared on the side. While the two restricted Hei Shimo's movements, Kuwashima Jigoro rescued Xuanmi's severed body from under the knife.

"Oh...fortunately, I kept keeping an eye on this child, and something almost happened...Oh no, it seems like something happened..."

Kuwashima Jigoro sighed slightly, "I'm still getting old..."

"Grandpa, why are you here?" Shanyi asked in surprise.

"Don't worry about this for now. Is there any way to save this?" Kuwashima Jigoro patted Zenitsu's head and pointed at Genmi who was cut in half.

"Blood! Give me ghost blood!" Xuan Mi struggled and stretched out his hand.

"I have it here!"

Tanjiro quickly took out the blood he had collected from those ghosts.

Fortunately, there was still blood left in his body that had not been given to Miss Zhuyo in time, otherwise there would be a ghost here, and there would be no flesh and blood for Xuan Mi to devour.

"Come together and break his neck!"

Perhaps because his younger brother was chopped off, Immortal Kawa Saneya looked ferocious and rushed forward again angrily.

Breath of Wind·One Shape·Dust Whirlwind·Cutting.

The violent slashes brought up strong winds and roared towards Hei Death Mo. He originally thought that Hei Death Mo would not avoid it, but the opponent's fighting style seemed to be very different from other ghosts.

Heishimou did not take advantage of his body's ability to recover like other ghosts, but chose to dodge.

He fights more like a swordsman than a ghost.

This is also the most troublesome part.

A powerful demon with a physique that is like cheating is already very troublesome. What if the opponent possesses everything that the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps master?

Heishimou was originally one of the swordsmen who stood at the top of the Demon Slayer Corps. He mastered the breathing method "Breath of the Moon" second only to the "Breath of the Sun", and now he has become a demon and has been training for hundreds of years. .

Such a monster is troublesome just thinking about it.

But how can the angry Shimi care so much?

"Die, die, die!"

The violent slashes continued to fall.

Countless arc-shaped slashes intersected with the fierce wind.

Relying on the intuition honed in countless battles, Immortal Sakawa Saneya almost dodged all of Black Death Mo's attacks.