Demon Slayer: The Undead Swordsman of Thunder

At this critical moment, a tall figure jumped out from under the open door, holding the boy in one hand and the screaming Agatsuma Zenitsu in the other.

"Dong——"

The crisp drum sound echoed in the room, and the door on the floor turned into a window. The figure stood steadily, carrying the box containing Nezuko on his back, and looked at Tanjiro with a smile.

When he saw the figure clearly, Tanjiro was very surprised and shouted with a smile:

"Brother Zhen!"

"Hey, long time no see!"

Feng Yuzhen put down Zenitsu and murmured: "Zenitsu, go and kill the demon!"

"No, I don't want it, I will die, senior brother!"

He hugged Feng Yuzhen's thigh tightly and shook his head reluctantly.

Feiyuzhen gently put down Qing who was still in a daze, squatted down with gentle eyes, and said with a smile:

"Okay, if you don't want to kill, then don't kill. Let me go first."

"Really... You really don't want me to kill the demon?" Zenitsu looked at Feiyuzhen doubtfully and asked weakly.

"Of course!"

Hearing this, Zenitsu let go of his hand, and Feiyuzhen's face changed in seconds.

"Of course it's impossible!"

He was quick and picked up Zenitsu, and quickly threw him out of the room, and then kicked the drum next to him.

"Dong——"

The rapid and narrow drum sound disappeared, leaving Zenitsu alone in the corridor.

"Eh?!"

Looking around the half-lit and half-dark corridor, his thighs trembled constantly, and he pushed open the door in front of him with tears and shouts, saying:

"Senior Brother, Tanjiro——"

The moment he pushed the door open, the door opposite also opened, and an evil ghost with two horns on his head crawled at the door like a beast.

The man and the ghost looked at each other, and the ghost's mouth curled up. Just when he was hungry, food was delivered to his door. It was so beautiful.

"Ghost...Ghost!"

"Uh uh...Uh!"

Zenitsu let out a piercing scream, and then a slippery tongue licked his face.

The ghost was still lying in the same place, but his tongue was so long that it spanned the entire room.

"Ahhh...Uh!"

He foamed at the mouth and fainted immediately, and the CD of the ultimate move entered the countdown.

...

Tanjiro turned his head and looked at him, and asked worriedly: "Will Zenitsu be okay?"

"You have seen how powerful that guy was when he fainted!" Feiyuzhen smiled calmly and replied.

"Then... I'm fine!" After Feiyuzhen reminded him, Tanjiro immediately recalled what happened in the final selection, Zenitsu almost killed the snow demon alone.

"Then do your best!"

Feiyuzhen slashed with a knife, and the drum controlling the space transfer turned into ashes. He looked at Tanjiro and said:

"Leave Nezuko to me, and leave the ghosts here to you. I'll wait outside!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the little boy and turned to stand still. In an instant, red-gold arcs of electricity suddenly spurted out from under his feet like the surging lava fountains when a volcano erupted.

The whole space was illuminated by this dazzling light, making it impossible to look directly at it.

With a loud bang, a unicorn phantom penetrated all the obstacles in front of it.

Tanjiro looked at the gap in front of him that had pierced half of the wooden building, and his mouth opened in shock.

"So... so strong!"

With his worries gone, he drew his knife and turned to find the ghost.

At the same time, Zenitsu, who had fainted, had already started snoring.

The ghost opposite him had a gloomy face, and suddenly felt a sense of humiliation of being looked down upon.

"Damn little ghost, it's fine if you sleep in front of me, but you also snore, I will definitely cut you into pieces!"

The long-tongued ghost was furious, but Zenitsu's snoring was getting louder and louder. For it, this was naked contempt.

It took a deep breath, and its chest swelled up like a frog in an instant. In the blink of an eye, it swelled into a big balloon.

There was a loud bang, and the originally soft long tongue shot out like a sharp sword until it reached Zenitsu's head.

Just when the long tongue was about to penetrate the head, a thunderous sound resounded through the sky, and the tongue broke.

Zenitsu half-bent his waist, made a sword flower, and sheathed the Sun Blade. He murmured:

"Thunder Breathing·One Form·Thunderbolt Flash!"

"Playing tricks!" The demon roared, then jumped up, opened his bloody mouth and bit Zenitsu.

In an instant, thunder rumbled and golden light burst out.

As the light faded, the beheaded demon fell to the ground with a puzzled look on his face, and his body began to collapse.

The strong wind ruffled Zenitsu's golden hair. He turned his back to the demon and silently sheathed the sword.

The clanging sound of the golden sword sounded, which was actually quite handsome.

However, as Zenitsu suddenly woke up, he was terrified and miserable.A cry rang out.

"Ahhhhhh——"

"I'm dying, someone save me!"

He ran away without looking back.

Fang Evil was about to disappear completely. He felt powerless, like being choked by shit. He was killed by such a thing in one blow?

...

Tanjiro followed the smell all the way and finally stopped in front of a house. He pushed open the door and looked around. It was probably a study.

He walked quickly to the desk. There was a blood-stained manuscript on the desk. Curious, he flipped through it casually. The manuscript was probably an autobiography.

After a while, Tanjiro's eyes showed a little more sympathy, and he murmured: "A writer who is not recognized by others?"

"What a pity, you shouldn't become an evil ghost, let alone kill people."

"Let me free you!"

He gently put down the manuscript, and the moment he turned around, the ghost he had been looking for was standing at the door.

"Are you here to humiliate me too?"

"Go to hell!"

Hike Kai only saw Tanjiro put down the manuscript. Everyone who saw it would always mock it, so there was only hatred in his heart.

"I am going to kill you!"

Tanjiro clenched the Sun Wheel Sword, his figure flashed, and turned into a compassionate and sharp stream of water. The azure sword danced, and he came to Hiike Kai in the blink of an eye.

He would not stop his sword because of Hiike Kai's experience in his life. He had compassion in his heart, but it did not mean that I would not kill you.

The sins committed must be paid no matter what.

This sword was obviously much faster, but Hiike Kai, who was at the peak of anger, also fought desperately.

Its inward-turned eyes returned to their positions, and a cross was drawn on the word "Lu" which symbolized the status of the lower string.

Whether as a human or a demon, Hiike Kai was not recognized by others.

The dense drumbeats echoed through the wooden building for the last time. The room turned faster, and countless pages of books fell. Every page that fell was the sad past of Xiang Kai.

Unfortunately, the moment he became a demon, he had no future.

Although Tanjiro missed again, he quickly used his sword skills to regain his balance with the experience of the first battle.

He slashed Xiang Kai's neck with a horizontal sword.