Demon Slayer: The Tai Chi Swordsman

Muzan was very relaxed. He didn't want to just kill this guy, he wanted to torture him to death.

"Don't you want to save those people?"

"Wait until I cut off your limbs, I will kill that family one by one in front of you!"

While speaking, two thorn whips were swung at Kiritani Sento's arms, and the faster pipe whip stabbed his legs.

Kiritani Sento's way of survival was completely blocked. Muzan was not kidding him, and in Muzan's eyes, he didn't even need to use all his strength to deal with this guy.

He!

Compared with that man, he is far inferior, but he has to admit that he is the best ghost hunter he has seen in a thousand years. Just sticking out for so long under his hands is worthy of praise.

Watching the pipe whip and thorn whip surround Kiritani Sento little by little, Muzan's originally cold face has a smile.

Kiritani Sento didn't even react. He stepped on the big tree next to him. He spun in the air at a high speed, and the two knives turned like fan blades.

The thorn whips and pipe whips that tried to approach were smashed to pieces. In the shocked eyes of Muzan, Kiritani Sento raised his knife and flew towards him.

Tsk!

This guy!

Muzan still had confidence on his face. After all, in a flash, all the pipe whips stabbed Kiritani Sento from behind.

Kiritani Sento used the small pipe whips as a pedal and jumped more than three meters in the air.

Eye Breathing·Form 4·Fire Rock Meteorite.

Kiritani Sento was like a burning meteorite, and the red and khaki fighting spirit seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

Boring!

Muzan disdained Kiritani Sento's swordsmanship that fell from the sky.

But at the same time, a reassuring figure hit Muzan from behind, and his strong muscles were comparable to rocks.

The broadsword and broad axe were like scissors, and they hit Muzan together with Kiritani Sento's attack.

Muzan lightly leaped up, and the whip deflected the broadsword and the broad axe, and then a roundhouse kick sent Beimingyu Xingmei flying several meters away.

Such a strong body, is this guy still human?

Kirigaya Sento's double swords were tightly entangled by the thorn whip transformed by Muzan's arm, and Muzan punched out, and Kirigaya Sento also flew out.

Muzan landed lightly, not even stirring up a snowflake.

From the moment Kirigaya Sento attacked, Muzan felt someone behind him.

"Cough cough cough!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, dyeing the snow red.

Kirigaya Sento suddenly bounced up from the ground, and Beimingyu Xingmei stood beside him.

His expression was complicated, the ancestor of demons was so powerful that he even had spare strength to fight two at a time.

Muzan glanced at Gyoumei, and his arrogant aura overwhelmed him: "You can do it too, you deserve to die!"

"Also, all the bugs hiding in the woods, come out!"

Kiritani Sento gave a bitter smile, it seems that he can't hide it anymore, after all, he has noticed it.

As soon as Muzan finished speaking, Kyojuro, Fushigawa Shiya, Obanai, Satoshi and Giyuu came out from the surrounding woods.

The Demon Slayer Corps has never dispatched seven pillar-level swordsmen at a time, and these seven are already the strongest seven.

Muzan looked around and said lightly: "It seems that you still don't have enough people!"

Kiritani Sento pointed his knife at Muzan and said loudly and confidently: "Everyone, that's the ancestor of the demons, he is very strong!"

"But let's surpass the limit again!"

As soon as Kiritani Sento finished speaking, a colorless fighting spirit rose to the sky. He learned too many breathing methods, and finally mixed into white.

The stripes popped up like mushrooms after rain, covering everyone's face in the blink of an eye.

Except for the F5 of the Demon Slayer Corps, the stripes of the Rock Pillar are on both arms, showing gray-black rock texture, and the stripes of the rabbit are on the right cheek, with wavy texture like his junior brother.

Everyone's fighting spirit has reached the strongest state. Kiritani Zhantu took the lead and took a step forward, swinging the Tai Chi Twelve Consecutive Slashes, directly targeting Muzan's neck.

In just a breath, Muzan was surrounded by people all around.

No matter how many ants there are, they are still ants, useless humans.

In an instant, the eight fastest whips on Muzan's body came out at the same time, and the seven-meter-long whips extended to the surroundings like lightning.

Its speed is far higher than the nine whips on the upper body and the whips on both arms. Except for Kiritani Zhantu, others didn't even know what happened.

Within a radius of seven meters, the ground cracked, snowflakes fluttered, and endless sonic booms crackled. The shock wave swept everything in an instant, and everyone was bleeding from all seven orifices and flew out.

How is it possible?

How is this possible!

Everyone had such a doubt in their mind. It was just a face-to-face encounter. Even with the blessing of the stripes and the red sword, they were not even able to defeat Muzan Kibutsuji's one move.

"Hahahaha!"

Muzan opened his arms and laughed wildly with his head raised.More than that.

This feeling of dominating everything is so cool. No matter whether it is a demon or a human, no creature can match him as the ultimate creature.

As long as he finds the blue spider lily and conquers the sun, he will be perfect.

Muzan looked at Kiritani Sento with mockery in his eyes.

"Silver-haired swordsman, is this your trump card?"

Kiritani Sento stood up with his seriously injured body, and hot blood dripped down. The blood seeped into the snow and disappeared silently.

"The existence of your Demon Slayer Corps is completely meaningless. Kill the lower string or the upper string?"

"No matter which one you kill, I can always create more!"

"I am invincible!"

Muzan instantly appeared in front of Kiritani Sento, swung his hand knife, and went straight to Kiritani Sento's heart.

He had enough fun. He wanted to kill this guy first. After all, the fact that he didn't fall after taking his move showed that he was the strongest guy in the Demon Slayer Corps.

You know, the shock wave just now is enough to make people nervous and have difficulty breathing. It just so happens that the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps rely on breathing.

As an old monster who has lived for a thousand years, Muzan Kibutsuji knows everything about the Demon Slayer Corps, including their markings. After all, the first generation swordsman of the Demon Slayer Corps is his right-hand man!

Hehehe!

Is he really going to die this time?

I miscalculated. Even Muzan, who has aged for nine thousand years, is so strong, let alone him in his prime!

No, I can't die. Muzan didn't die, so why should I die!

Come on, I can still fight!

Suddenly, Kiritani Sento's crescent pupil flashed, and Muzan disappeared in his eyes.

All that was left was a pile of moving muscles and bones. The five senses were enhanced to the extreme at this moment, and the world in Kiritani Sento's eyes seemed to have changed.

This time, Kiritani Sento clearly saw Muzan's attack, and it felt like the flow of time had slowed down.

Kiritani Sento swung his sword, and Muzan's hand flew out.

Now it was Muzan's turn to be shocked. How could this guy fight back?

Kiritani Sento's mouth corners raised. He probably guessed that he had reached the highest level of breathing method.