Demon Slayer: I will play the ancestor of the Flame Pillar

The old man was so angry that he was about to die.

"My style, the final secret, the Pick-up form, Glory..."

In the heart of Jiahe, all the cells in Wuzan's body were screaming, as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

Wuzan had a look of seeing a ghost on his face. At this moment, he really felt strongly that the death star of this body was shining.

"No, he can really destroy this body. I can't continue to entangle with him."

Boss Xia's mind was so flexible that he almost escaped from the heart of Jiahe like a fish the moment he realized that Lin Heng was about to start.

"Purgatory, that's enough. Do you really want to fight me to the death here? Why!?"

Boss Xia, who gave up fighting and chose to escape, undoubtedly came to his comfort zone.

He was seen escaping into the mountain with ease, firing at full speed, leaving afterimages on both legs, and he kept asking soul questions.

In fact, he was also very angry, and he really couldn't figure it out.

"Why, why do you have to stand opposite me? What good is this for you? You don't really think you are a god, do you?"

"Ha~"

Exhaling a breath, Lin Heng forcibly stopped using the Pick-up Form. It took too long to enter that state. If he kept accumulating strength for a while, the ghost would have disappeared.

"Kibutsuji Muzan, where is your arrogance just now? Is this embarrassed posture worthy of the identity of the ghost king? Stop immediately and don't run away."

Lin Heng drew out the red knife, activated the flying tour·Shiranui, and chased after the ghost king who was fleeing in embarrassment.

"Huh? Losing your identity?"

The scum boss who was fleeing in panic tilted his head in confusion, as if he heard something incredible.

Identity?

It's ridiculous!

What's my identity?

It doesn't exist at all!

Compared to being alive, when did I ever have such a thing as face?

"Purgatory, let me go this time, believe me, we can coexist."

Although the tone of the boss was hurried, he was very skilled and professional.

Even when running at high speed, the voice was very clear, with a strong sense of bewitching.

"As long as we find the blue red spider lily, I have made progress now. With your joining, I believe it will be possible..."

"Breathing of Flame, Seventh Form, Dancing Scorching Fang."

Swish, swish, swish.

A series of scorching fangs interrupted Muzan's words, and the ruthless slashes fell on him from a long distance, causing the fleeing Muzan to stagger.

Although the damage was not great, it was extremely insulting.

Muzan didn't look back, and shouted loudly in grief and humiliation.

"Are you really determined to be my enemy? I swear you will regret it."

Lin Heng said nothing, but followed the boss silently, waving the red knife in his hand from time to time, giving a psychological blow to Muzan in front.

Due to the serious injury, Muzan's speed dropped significantly after a burst, and the lagging Lin Heng gradually caught up.

"Your death has come, Wuzan, give yourself a decent chance."

"Oh? Really?"

Muzan turned sharply, and a strange arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Purgatory, although I can't understand you, I can still guess something through your behavior."

Hmm? What do you mean?

Looking at Muzan who suddenly changed his route, Lin Heng was a little confused, but the next moment his face changed drastically.

"And there were some gods descending to the world before. There should be many people who worship you as Bishamonten. You step on the heads of ghosts to save mortals. Are you enjoying the worship of humans?"

Muzan's voice came from the front, with indescribable joy.

"Purgatory, it is obviously more advantageous for you to fight in an open place, why did you show up here halfway up the mountain to intercept me?"

Fuck, Lao Can, you are really a scum of the world.

Feeling a group of life signs appearing in super perception, Lin Heng gritted his teeth and increased his speed as much as possible.

"Let me think about it, is it because..."

After passing through the dense forest, the body of the ghost king suddenly stopped on the flat ground. Muzan stretched out a hand and pointed at the dark house in front of him and said in surprise.

"Is there still a family living here?"

Bang!

Lin Heng's figure fell into the snow immediately, with the red knife in front of him, looking ugly.

In the ears after the enhanced super perception, the fragmented conversation between the mother and daughter in the house was clearly visible.

"What's that sound? Is Tanjiro back?

”

“Mom, it’s cold outside, don’t go out, let me go see if my brother is back.”

Squeak.

The wooden door was pushed open.

“Sorry for waiting, brother, are you back?”

The girl with a bun and a pink kimono came out sleepily, and the next moment she widened her eyes in surprise and her body froze.

“Little sister, you are still awake so late, are you waiting for your brother? You are such a good child, but it’s a pity that your brother hasn’t come yet, you are really incompetent.”

The visitor standing in front of the door was soaked in blood, with sharp mouthparts all over his body, looking hideous and terrifying.

Nezuko struggled to refute Muzan’s words, but the oppression brought by the essence of life made her unable to speak at all.

Although in a mess, the white-haired monster smiled gently at Nezuko, and Muzan slowly raised his right hand and aimed at the girl, and a low and magnetic voice sounded.

“But thank you very much, you came at the right time.”

“Liehshun. "

A shrill cry sounded, and the golden eagle made of golden flames pierced Muzan's outstretched arm in an instant.

"What a pity, Purgatory, you are a step slower."

Muzan just smiled slightly, not caring about the severed arm.

"It's over."

Lin Heng's pupils suddenly widened.

Just before the red knife pierced the ghost hand, a line of blood burst out from between Muzan's fingers, drew a trajectory in the air and then accurately landed on the girl's brow.

Nezuko in front of the door fell to the ground helplessly as if she was electrocuted, and a woman's scream came from the room.

"You can't imagine that this is my escape route!"

A large amount of blood suddenly spurted out from the severed arm. Muzan stepped on his legs, flew into the sky with the recoil of the ground and blood, and screamed to the sky.

"I'll explain in advance that the blood I gave is very little. If I give it to Tamayo now, this girl may still be saved. ”

“So how do you choose?”

Looking at the girl wailing in pain, her body twitching constantly, Muzan’s words in the air were full of playfulness.

“Do you continue to chase me regardless of the consequences, or do you want to save this family, Bishamonten?”

“Make a choice, hypocrite.”

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(Muzan is neither afraid of death nor will he die. He just realized that he had entered Lin Heng’s killing line. There was no value in being afraid of death, so he ran away. Otherwise, he really wanted to continue to consume with Lin Heng. In addition, Muzan’s ability after fusion enlightenment was actually hinted at before.)

(The Kamado family is too pitiful. Although the original characters will be stabbed later, under the premise of not affecting the plot, I am still a kind person. I want Tanjiro and Nezuko to have their parents intact)