Demon Slayer: The Undead Swordsman of Thunder

Demon Slayer Corps Headquarters.

Dozhu Residence.

Touma pushed open the door, took a deep breath, and felt refreshed.

"Hey, good morning, Makoto!" Shimizu waved as he passed by.

"Good morning!" Touma waved and stretched.

Suddenly, he sensed a familiar yet strange breath, looked up and saw a tall figure appearing on the horizon.

It was Gyoumei of Beiming Island.

In the blink of an eye, Touma came to Gyoumei, who was still as steady as a rock and was not frightened.

"Makoto, is there something wrong?" Gyoumei asked expressionlessly.

"Brother Gyoumei, you have changed, and you are closer to that realm." Touma, who was in the realm of transparency, could feel that Gyoumei was different from before.

Hearing this, Xing Ming nodded, and then put his hands together, congratulated Fei Yuzhen, and said:

"It seems that your breath did not disappear for no reason, congratulations."

"Thank you, let's communicate when there is a chance." Fei Yuzhen raised his eyebrows, although the other party could not see it.

"Can't communicate now?"

"No, I want to go home to see my grandfather, Zenitsu has already left, bye!" Fei Yuzhen waved his hand and strode towards the exit.

Xing Ming stood there, muttering: "This guy is so strong!"

"But this is a great thing, Namo Amitabha!"

As he said, he put his hands together and couldn't help but shed tears.

...

Momoyama.

The shadow of the night gradually eroded the setting sun. As usual, old man Kuwashima was sweeping the yard with a broom, while thinking about the dishes to buy tomorrow.

Calculating the day, the two rascals are going home.

When darkness enveloped the peach forest, a figure with a knife on his waist was getting closer and closer on the mountain path. He was heading for the hut.

But the smile on the old man's face disappeared visibly. With his many years of experience in killing demons, there was no doubt that it was an evil demon.

When the figure came closer, he could finally see the whole picture.

It was Gyou, the guy who once wanted to join Taoshan but was rejected by the old man because of his evil intentions.

For those with evil intentions, holding a knife is a disaster.

Now that they met again, the old man began to regret not killing him.

Gyou looked very similar to when he was a human, except that he had fangs, pointed ears, pale skin, black whites of eyes, and black tiger-like demon stripes on his face.

He was still wearing the black uniform of the Demon Slayer Corps, tied with a blue ribbon around his waist.

But wearing this outfit on him was undoubtedly an insult to him.

"Old man, long time no see!" With his right hand on the hilt of the knife, Gyo Yue stared at the old man with a playful look in his eyes, and said sarcastically, "You are so old that you are almost dying!"

"I tell you, I am terribly strong now!"

"I am an upper-rank, stronger than the pillars of your Demon Slayer Corps!"

As he said this, his eyes lit up, and the upper-rank in his left eye and the land in his right eye were so clear.

Hearing this, the old man said disdainfully: "Strong?"

"You are not even as good as my little apprentice!"

"People who give up on themselves have long lost the qualifications to be strong."

"Pathetic guy!"

"You..." Seeing the old man's indifferent and even contemptuous attitude, Xiyue was furious and cursed, "What qualifications do you have to judge me?"

"To me, you, Tiandao Feiyuzhen, my wife Zenitsu, you are all evil people!"

"People who have a correct evaluation of me and agree with me are good; people who have a low evaluation of me and disagree with me are evil!"

"You Momoyama lineage are great evil people!"

"Without you, how could I become a ghost!"

Xiyue roared hysterically, wishing to eat old man Kuwashima alive.

The old man crossed his arms, sighed, and said: "I should have killed you at the beginning!"

As soon as the voice fell, Xiyue held his forehead and laughed.

"Hahahaha——"

"I am dying of laughter. You are an old man who is about to die, and a cripple. You want to kill me?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"Go get the knife. I'll give you a chance!"

There was only contempt in the eyes of the 煥岳. It wanted to crush this guy's contempt with its own hands.

And if it kills this guy, those two bastards will definitely feel uncomfortable.

The old man did not change his expression and limped into the wooden house.

After a while, he came out with a sun wheel sword.

Don't think that he usually beats Fei Yuzhen and Zenitsu with a sword and a sword skill, but in fact, that is just a superficial job. Even if he really wants to beat them, breaking his legs is not allowed.

Even so, he is also a swordsman, a ghost hunter who has struggled all his life.

It is shameful to retreat in front of such a guy.

This is the stubbornness of the old man Kuwashima, and also his persistence.

In front of the strong, do not be afraid, do not surrender.

Clang——

The sun wheel sword is unsheathed, and the red gold color dyes the blade, the old man stared at Xiyue intently, looking ready to die.

"Xiyue, maybe I will die, but I will never recognize you!"

"From the moment you betray humanity, you will be despised forever!"

"Haha!" Xiyue sneered twice, slowly pulled out the Sun Wheel Sword, the black arc crackled, and the ground under his feet cracked several times. This was just the pressure of drawing the sword.

"Old man, I'll give you a chance..."

"Kneel down and beg me, I can spare your life!"

"How about it?"

"You don't want your apprentice to be sad, do you?"

The old man frowned, snorted coldly, and said: "No need to talk nonsense!"

As soon as the words fell, two lightning lights, one black and one gold, lit up Taoshan.

When everything returned to calm, the cabin behind the old man turned into ruins, and a hideous knife cut pierced his chest.

Xiyue didn't kill him, he just wanted to show his strength first, humiliate him, and then kill him.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to relieve his hatred.

"Old man, you are too weak!"

"I just moved my fingers!"

"I think you are not worthy of teaching me!"

"You are only worthy of being stepped on by me!"

While speaking, Xiyue raised his right foot and stepped on the old man's head.

"Pah!"

The old man spat blood at Xiyue and cursed: "Beast, you can only bully the old man!"

"You will never be a strong man!"

"Shut up!" Xiyue roared with dark lightning all over his body.

At this critical moment, a golden lightning suddenly lit up from a distance, and a voice full of anger sounded:

"Stay away from grandpa, you bastard!"

"Huh?"

Gyou's feet stopped in mid-air, turned his head and saw Zenitsu wrapped in lightning, smiled contemptuously, and said:

"Another one is here to die!"

"But why do you use the One Form, damn guy!"

Dang——

A crisp sound echoed throughout Taoshan. This was the second time that Zenitsu exerted his original strength without sleeping.

Gyou was shocked far away, even if it was an upper string, Thunderbolt Flash·Speedy still cut.

It stared at Zenitsu who was protecting his grandfather like an old hen, and muttered:

"How can the One Form be so strong?!"