Demon Slayer: The Tai Chi Swordsman

Kiritani Sento was walking at high speed on the path in the forest, with a layer of light fighting spirit surrounding him. No rain fell on him either.

Hurry up, faster!

Kiritani Sento looked ahead with a sharp gaze. He felt unfortunate for the team members who met the upper-rank. He didn't know how many of them could survive!

Soon, the crows in the sky stopped, and a sharp voice pierced the sky, which seemed very urgent: "Upper-rank, upper-rank is here!"

Suddenly, a black blade wind slashed into the sky. Under the terrifying lightning, the crows that sounded the alarm were completely destroyed.

Sword skills?

Kiritani Sento was a little confused. Who else on the demon side could use sword skills besides Kokushibo? Something was wrong!

Kiritani Sento decisively drew out his double swords, not because of the strange black lightning but because of the enemy he hadn't seen for a long time.

Kiritani Sento's speed of advancement could not help but become much faster, and with each step he took, silver demon patterns appeared on his face.

When Kiritani Sento came closer, the stripes and the red sword were opened at the same time, and his face was serious, completely without his usual smiling appearance.

Now, Kiritani Sento, as the strongest combat force of the Demon Slayer Corps, would only have such an expression when facing three demons.

Obviously, Kokushibo is one of them.

Kokushibo hugged the Hollow Crying God and left, with a touch of pleasure in his eyes. He was looking forward to another battle with Kiritani Sento.

This was the only opponent in this life who could fight with him, and he had sword skills that he had never seen before.

"Kiritani Sento, long time no see!"

Kokushibo showed a strange smile, and then pointed his finger to the side.

Kiritani Sento said reluctantly with a dark face: "I don't want to meet you at all, tsk!"

"What bad luck!"

As Kokushibo moved away, the demon behind him also revealed his true face.

After successfully transforming into a demon, Gyou grew fangs, his ears became pointed, his skin became pale, and there were black tiger stripes on his face.

Even though the other party's appearance changed drastically, Kiritani Sento still recognized him at a glance.

Gyou, the eldest disciple of Senior Kuwashima.

Damn it! Damn it!

This beast really surrendered to the enemy. Why didn't I find a chance to kill that guy before.

"Damn it! A treacherous bastard!"

Kiritani Sento frowned, and his veins suddenly popped up. He was about to explode.

"I just chose a way that would make me stronger, Master Hitomi!"

Gyou smiled but didn't smile, and there was even a hint of contempt in his eyes.

He had never felt so powerful before. The previous pillars were just like this. Gion felt that he could already crush some of them.

"Have you considered the feelings of Senior Kuwashima?" Kiritani asked. He wanted to chop Gion into eight pieces.

Damn, stupid thing!

Gion didn't care, but laughed: "That old man should have died a long time ago!"

"He favors Zenitsu, that rubbish every day. I hate him so much!"

Kiritani stopped talking nonsense. A monstrous killing intent rose up, and the pure white fighting spirit rushed to the sky.

Without using any sword skills, Kiritani's fighting spirit had already been mixed into the purest white.

In an instant, Kiritani was next to Gion, and the other party was stupidly unable to react.

The mirror-like blade reflected a pale face with a chill. The high burning blade on the blade edge condensed a little cold light in the middle, which seemed to flow continuously, adding to the sharpness and coolness.

Death...death!

After becoming a demon, Xiyue's senses became stronger. He knew the power of pupil pillars.

Impossible, I just survived!

Xiyue's unwilling voice sounded in his heart, and he swung the sword at the fastest speed in his life.

The black lightning gushed out of Xiyue's body like a bloody mouth of poison.

Although Xiyue had just become a demon not long ago, he had already realized his own blood demon art, black thunder.

After adding blood demon art to the Sun Wheel Sword, the blade will become sharper, and the lightning generated by the breathing method will become pitch black.

At the same time, the slash can tear the opponent's skin and form a lightning-shaped wound. At the same time, the ultra-high heat brought by the lightning will continue to spread in the body along the wound, causing the opponent to feel the pain of burning flesh.

Thunder Breathing·Land Type·Lightning and Thunder.

The spreading lightning was like countless hungry beasts, and countless lightning-shaped slashes flew around.

Two giant dragons, one red and one blue, were perched on the double swords of Kiritani Sento, and the dragon's roar could be heard faintly.

The sharp blade wind was unstoppable, and the black lightning was like a piece of waste paper, which would break if touched.

Eye Breathing·One Type·Water and Fire Dragon Dance.

Under the attack of Kiritani Sento, Gyoku was completely a scum.

Finally, Kokushibo could no longer hold back, and in the blink of an eye, he swung dozens of vertical arc slashes, and the slender crescent blade was mixed in the blade wind.Kiritani Sento had no choice but to block Kokushibo's attack and had to retreat several steps.

Even so, half of Gonyue's body was still cut off, blood was dripping, and bones were exposed.

Just as Kokushibo was preparing to attack further, a ray of sunlight pierced through the thick clouds.

In fact, it was already dawn, and the reason why Kokushibo dared to wait for Kiritani Sento was all because of the thick dark clouds. Now that the sky was clear, he had to leave.

Kokushibo grabbed Gonyue, who was only half of his body, and disappeared in just a breath.

"Tsk!"

"Don't run if you dare!"

Kiritani Sento cursed, he regretted it very much, regretted that he came too late, otherwise Gonyue, the bastard, would be dead.

All the crows who knew the news died, and Taromaru didn't follow Kiritani Sento at all.

In other words, only Kiritani Sento knew the news today.

He knew very well that Senior Kuajima committed suicide because of this incident, but he didn't want this to happen.

After thinking about it, Kiritani Sento rewrote what happened today.

After returning to the headquarters, Kiritani Sento reported the slightly revised story to the boss.

When he arrived, Gyoku had been cut in half, and then Kokushibo took advantage of his breath and forcibly turned him into a ghost.

In this way, all the blame was put on Kokushibo, and Senior Kuajima would not blame himself so much.

Ubuyashiki Yoya was angry about this. The evil ghost was so excessive that he even wiped out the opportunity for the swordsman to rest in peace?

Kiritani Sento sighed and took all the anger on himself. Gyoku, that bastard, must die a bad death.

Holding Gyoku's broken haori, Kiritani Sento walked into the residence of Jigoro Kuajima, and Zenitsu happened to be there.

The master and apprentice were a little depressed, and Kiritani Sento handed the haori to Senior Kuajima.

"Senior, I'm sorry, I'm late!"

"Gyou...he, ah!"

"It's not your fault, it's all those damn ghosts!" Kuwajima Jigoro said softly

He held back his tears, pressed Zenitsu's shoulders, and whispered: "Zenitsu, practice hard!"

"If there is a chance, let your senior brother be free!"

"He definitely doesn't want to become an evil ghost!"

Although Zenitsu doesn't like his senior brother very much, he also regards him as a family member.

Zenitsu, who has always been timid and afraid of things, spoke with unexpected confidence: "Grandpa, I will definitely let my senior brother be free!"