Demon Slayer: From the Upper Ranks of Muzan

The wound on his neck healed quickly, and no blood gushed out.

"Huh... That was a close call! I didn't expect that you not only have rare blood, but also a physique that is rarely seen in a hundred years." Bingye looked at Shimi and smiled excitedly: "Just smelling the smell can make ghosts feel drunk. You are really a special existence."

The wound on his neck healed quickly, and no blood gushed out. Only the blood that had gushed out before stained his clothes red.

Bingye rushed towards Shimi again, and stabbed Shimi with his hand knife again. This time, his target was the heart.

Shimi dodged sideways and stabbed Bingye's neck.

Bingye raised his head to avoid, and Xiaobanei attacked from above at this time.

Bingye was shocked and quickly adjusted his body shape.

Poof~!

Just as he stood up and turned around, Shimi threw his hand, and a large amount of blood splashed on Bingye's face.

"Oh no!" Bingye was shocked, and then a fragrance came, and Bingye felt like he was floating in the air.

Puff~!

Xiaobanai stepped forward and cut off Bingye's hands.

And Shimi also stepped forward and stabbed Bingye in the heart with a knife, nailing him to the ground.

At this time, Bingye came back to his senses, but the taste of Shimi's blood still made his tongue salivate.

"Just now, I had too many questions to ask you." Shimi said: "Who is the adult you are talking about? What is he looking for? Why is he looking for that thing?"

"Hehe! Why do you think I will tell you? I told you, I am the most tight-lipped among the twelve ghosts." Bingye showed a ferocious smile, without any awareness of being a prisoner.

Shimi looked at Bingye and said calmly: "Really? Well, it seems I have to treat you to wisteria tea before you can talk."

"What?" Bingye was shocked.

Shimi took out a small glass bottle from his bag, and the bottle contained purple liquid.

"This is the wisteria extract prepared by Shinobu. It was originally intended for use in battle." Shimi said, opening the glass bottle.

Bingye was terrified at this time: "Hey~! Wait, don't."

Shimi turned a deaf ear to him, pinched Bingye's face and poured it into him.

"Uh cough cough cough.... cough cough cough...yue~!! Ugh~!yue~!~!"

Half a bottle of wisteria extract was poured down, and Bingye seemed to have eaten black garlic, and heaved crazily.

At this time, Obanai and Murata looked at Shimi's back and couldn't help but feel a chill.

It can only be said that he is worthy of being the disciple of that man, and this bad taste is indeed in the same vein.

The current Sound Pillar of the Demon Slayer Corps, Ryudoji Gennosuke.

He is known as the man who hates demons the most, is the most cruel to demons, and has the most evil taste in the entire Demon Slayer Corps.

Most of the swordsmen in the Demon Slayer Corps can only be called cruel at best for killing demons because of hatred.

And Ryudoji Gennosuke, this man's method of dealing with demons, is something that even humans can't help but sympathize with demons.

According to the Demon Slayer Corps members who have been with him, he once chopped a demon that ate the villagers of an entire village to the upper limit of its recovery ability.

He used the Sunwheel Sword and kept chopped until the demon had no energy to recover its limbs, and then put it in the sun to die.

The demon felt his recovery speed slow down, and the desperate screams made the other Demon Slayer Corps feel terrified.

"Oh, yes, yes, and this."

While thinking, Obana saw Shimizu take out a syringe from his backpack.

Then he filled the syringe with wisteria extract and stabbed the sick leaf's carotid artery.

Puff!

Blood gushed out, and then Shimi picked up his Nichirin sword and cut off the sick leaf's limbs.

Although the concentration of the wisteria extract was not high, it was directly injected into the blood vessels, and the sick leaf's recovery ability could not metabolize it for a while.

The temporary failure of the recovery ability caused the sick leaf's blood to lose blood extremely quickly.

In less than a minute, he felt his consciousness begin to blur.

"So, Mr. Ghost, have you thought about it? Do you want to answer my question?" Shimi showed a cruel smile.

The sick leaf's eyes were full of fear: "No... I can't say it, if I say it, I will die."

Shimi's smile disappeared, and he picked up the Nichirin sword: "Then you go to hell."

Puff!

Suddenly, the three of them felt a flash in front of their eyes, and the sick leaf's head had been chopped off.

At some point, a swordsman dressed as a samurai appeared in front of them.

The samurai held the head of Bing Ye in his hand.

"You are... Upper Rank Four, Master Ryu." Bing Ye was shocked by the sudden

Liu was extremely surprised when he suddenly appeared. He didn't expect that what happened here had alarmed the upper strings.

"Upper strings?" The three were all shocked. They didn't expect to meet the upper strings here.

You know, many old veterans of the Demon Slayer Corps may not meet the Twelve Demon Moons in their lifetime, let alone the upper strings.

Only last time when the Rock Pillar and the Flame Pillar were on a mission at the same time, they met the upper strings 2 and 3.

The upper string 2 is such a terrifying demon. Add an upper string 3, and I don't know how Mr. Beimingyu and Mr. Rengoku came back alive, and they didn't even suffer any injuries.

"Such a large number of demons gathered, not only alarmed the Demon Slayer Corps, but also Lord Muzan needs to be concerned." Liu said lightly.

Bingye said quickly: "I... I am here to help Master Muzan find that thing. Everything is for Master Muzan!"

Ryu turned a deaf ear to him: "When you see Master Muzan, you can tell him yourself. You actually revealed the information of that thing in front of the enemy. Do you think Master Muzan can still tolerate you?"

After that, he held Bingye's head and prepared to leave.

"Stop!" Seeing that Liu was about to leave, Shimi immediately shouted and rushed over.

Ryu stopped and turned to look at Shimi.

In an instant, Shimi felt like he was falling into an ice cellar, and the hair on his back stood up. He dared not move at all.

At this moment, he only felt that the other party pointed the tip of the knife at his throat and would pierce him in the next second.

Obanei felt the same way. He did not dare to act rashly. Cold sweat flowed from his forehead.

Murata was directly suppressed by Liu's murderous aura and could not stand steadily. He fell to the ground directly.

"Hatred is a sharp blade that can kill demons, but excessive hatred will make you lose the ability to judge the difference in strength between the two sides." Liu said slowly: "Uncontrollable hatred will eventually hurt yourself. Fuzugawa Shimizu, you are still far from it."

At this time, the three people seemed to be in the vast ocean, and he was just on a small boat, but had to face the stormy waves.

This is the sword intent of water breathing. Only a swordsman who uses water breathing to the extreme can have such a powerful sword intent.

Seeing that the three people were completely shocked, Liu retracted his momentum and walked into the forest.

"Stop!"

The first time Shimizu recovered his ability to move, he immediately rushed up with a knife, and the Sun Wheel Sword slashed at Liu.

"Wind Breathing·Eighth Form·First Fierce Wind Slash!"

Liu slowly turned around, pulled out the knife from his waist, and waved it casually.

Ding~!

The sound of the two swords colliding was extremely harsh. Shimizu looked at his Sun Wheel Sword that was easily cut off and fell into shock.

Liu sheathed his sword and stopped talking.

Ding~!

The sound of the pipa rang out, and Liu and Bingye's heads disappeared into thin air.