Demon Slayer: From the Upper Ranks of Muzan

Two hours later, it was the second half of the night and the Flower Street fell into silence.

At this time, Dakimaki began to act.

To say it was an act was actually to show her true self and wander around in the quiet street.

Anyway, the two pillars who came to the Flower Street were here to kill ghosts, so as long as Dakimaki walked on the street, they would definitely come up.

"Breathing of Flame·One Type·Unknown Fire!"

The fiery sword intention attacked Dakimaki, and the belt around her waist stretched out to block the attacking sword.

"Huh? Didn't you say there were two pillars? Why is there only one?" Dakimaki looked at the orange-red hair and said with some disappointment.

Rengoku Fengjuro also saw the words in Dakimaki's eyes, the left eye was "Lower String" and the right eye was "One"

Unlike other lower strings, which only had one eye engraved with the word and rank, Dakimaki's words were the same as the upper strings.

"One of the lower strings, this should be the strongest demon I have ever met." Fengjuro's face was solemn and he had to be serious.

The pillars of this era are basically at the same level of strength as the lower strings.

When encountering the lower string one, even Fengjuro, who is a pillar, has to take it seriously.

"That being said, I have been training myself for the past six months, and I may not be without the strength to fight even if I face the upper strings." Fengjuro thought, and swung his sword at Dakimaki.

"Breathing of Flame·Second Form·Rising Flame Sky!"

"So fast!" Dakimaki was surprised by Fengjuro's speed and immediately jumped back, but was still touched by the tip of the knife.

A faint blood line appeared on her neck. Although it was only a minor injury, it did make Dakimaki feel the threat of death.

And at the same time, there was anger.

In Daki's opinion, ghosts are naturally stronger than humans.

As one of the elite ghosts, Twelve Ghost Moons, she was actually hurt by a human, which she could not tolerate.

Countless belts, accompanied by Daki's anger, swept towards Feng Shoulang.

Feng Shoulang cut the belt with a knife and rushed towards Daki.

The most important thing to fight against an enemy like Daki is to find an opportunity to get close.

However, Daki is also very clear about the characteristics of her blood demon art. Seeing Feng Shoulang rushing up, she retreated violently to keep a distance.

If she was approached, she would not be the opponent of the man in front of her.

Therefore, Daki has been using blood demon art to attack from a distance.

After seeing his sister's fighting style, the prostitute Taro in Daki nodded with satisfaction.

I just don't know how long Daki can maintain this calmness.

Two flowers bloom, each showing its own beauty.

At the same time, at the other end of the flower street.

"Really, Senior Feng Shoulang is too incapable of taking care of newcomers. He actually left me to find demons. Damn it." A boy who looked to be about 17 or 18 years old was running on the side of the road in a Demon Slayer Corps uniform, complaining as he ran: "Really, I just became a pillar, and it's time to prove myself. Senior Feng Shoulang is too stingy. He went to find powerful demons by himself and left the weak ones to me. It's so mean."

Boom~!

"What..."

Just as he passed a house, a huge momentum pressed down on him

This powerful momentum directly pressed him to stop, and cold sweat flowed from his forehead and dripped onto the ground.

The boy turned around suddenly and saw a figure sitting on the roof.

A gust of wind blew, mixed with murderous aura and blew on his face, as if cutting his face with a knife.

"What's wrong? How long are you going to stay there?"

The voice came from behind, and the figure on the roof disappeared at some point.

"Eh?"

Puff~!

Before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if pierced by a sharp blade.

But when he came to his senses, he found that he was not injured.

"What was that just now? I should have been stabbed... murderous aura? Such a terrifying murderous aura, the demon opposite may not be an ordinary demon, the Twelve Demon Moons... Upper String?" His brain turned rapidly, thinking about the other party's identity.

"Upper String Six, Ryudoji Shinya."

"Huh?"

"What huh? I have already reported my name to you. Even if it is an enemy, you should report your name. This is basic etiquette." Shinya said.

Originally, Shinya did not intend to get involved in this matter. With the cooperation of the two pillars, self-protection is not a big problem.

Douma has returned to the Gokuraku Cult a long time ago. Although this guy is a community leader, he is not used to living outside.

In other words, in the entire Flower Street, Shinya is the only upper string.

As long as he does not take action, the Demon Slayer Corps is basically safe.

But in this young

When Nian passed by him, Shinya heard his complaints.

His attitude towards fighting was too frivolous and childish, so Shinya decided to let him feel the beating.

"Arashi...Arashi Pillar, Souda Ainosuke." At this time, his voice was a little trembling, and he was obviously shocked by Shinya's momentum.

"Arashi Pillar?"

The name of the pillar comes from his own breathing method.

You use the wind breathing, and you are the wind pillar after becoming a pillar.

And Shinya is the thunder breathing, and he was originally going to inherit the title of the sound pillar.

The reason why he is called the sound pillar is because in Japanese, the pronunciation of thunder is translated as "God's sound."

Therefore, the pillar of thunder breathing is called the sound pillar.

(ps: Insert a digression, the thunder pillar does not mean the electric pole, the electric pole is the electric pole. It is called the sound pillar simply because it sounds good, and it is very high-end when combined with the word "God's sound")

And the storm breathing is obviously not one of the five initial breathing methods.

Lan means storm, which should be a derivative of Breath of Wind or Breath of Water.

"What's wrong? Didn't you feel that those scums were not good for you? I should be qualified, right?" Shinye said with a smile.

Aonosuke drew his knife and prepared for battle, but his hands kept shaking.

"Breath of Lan·Type 1·Wind Blowing Rain~!"

Aonosuke swung the blade to cut Shinye's neck, and Shinye stood still, allowing Aonosuke to cut his neck.

Ding~!

After the blade touched Shinye's neck, there was no blood spurting out as imagined, but a sound of metal collision was made.

Tick-tock....

Aonosuke stared at Shinye's neck in a daze, and then looked at his own bleeding knuckles, and couldn't believe it.

"What's wrong? Looking at your momentum at the beginning, I thought you were very strong? Is this your full strength?" Shinye said lightly.

At this time, Aonosuke was not only shocked, but also terrified.

The seniors had told him to flee immediately if he met an upper-rank being.

However, he did not take it seriously and even looked forward to meeting one.

Today, he finally knew what the chasm of despair was.

He slashed with all his strength, but could not even cut the opponent's skin.

With such a gap, how did senior Fengjuro survive when he met an upper-rank being?

Shinya reached out and grabbed the blade, slowly pushing it away.

However, this action frightened Ainosuke so much that he quickly grabbed the Nichirin Sword and jumped away.