Demon Slayer: The Undead Swordsman of Thunder

One after another, vermilion wooden doors were stacked together to form a spiral building that was ten meters high. The cold wind blowing in the darkness disturbed the boy's hair.

Ta!

Ta!

Ta!

Heavy footsteps came from the top of the spiral, and the sound finally stopped in the void.

Zenitsu looked up, his face solemn, and he looked at a pair of dark eyes.

The two eyes clashed with the air, murderous aura, and the temperature of this space dropped sharply.

"Xiaoyue, we meet again!" Zenitsu spit out a few words coldly, he seemed to have changed into a different person, no longer able to see the usual noisy cowardly appearance.

With one foot on the edge of the gate, looking down from above, like a lion, he looked down on everything and despised everything. He sneered:

"The weak will always be the weak. It's a pity that I couldn't kill that old man that day!"

"But if I kill you today, that damn old man will definitely be in pain."

"Fool, Tiandao Feiyuzhen is not here, do you think you can still live?"

If it were usual, Zenitsu might have been angry.

But now he has changed. Since the training began, he has not relaxed at all.

Everything he did was only for one thing, without his senior brother, he could also vent his anger for his grandfather.

He took a deep breath, half bent down, and grasped the handle of the knife at his waist.

Buzz buzz buzz——!

In an instant, the air around Zenitsu vibrated slightly, but in just one breath, the vibration became louder and louder, and the golden arc of electricity was like a surging sea water, centered on him, surging in all directions.

"Haha!"

"Useless struggle!"

Xiao Yue snorted coldly. The moment he drew his sword, a black lightning struck down, and the void shook.

In the endless darkness, the wailing of evil spirits came.

In the blink of an eye, the black lightning permeated the blade, and the knife in his hand expanded rapidly.

A ten-meter-long black lightning blade condensed. Xiao Yue took a step, and the door under his feet cracked inch by inch. The crack like a rift penetrated the ten-meter high platform.

Bang——!

Crash——!

The high platform made up of countless doors collapsed, and red wood chips fell in a mess. From a distance, it looked like a bloody rain.

With the loss of the fulcrum, Xiao Yue fell into the void, and the black lightning blade covered the sky and swallowed the light around.

At this moment, the world was as dark as an abyss!

At this moment, a pair of golden eyes suddenly lit up, and the leaping lightning was like a stream of fish, submitting to their master,

Azuma Zenitsu!

Boom boom——!

Thunder roared in this world without light, and tiny cracks appeared on its corners.

The next moment, Zenitsu drew his sword.

The void shook, and thunder roared.

At that moment of drawing the sword, one could faintly hear the roar of a dragon.

This was the swan song of the Breath of Thunder, the extremely fast blade for hundreds of years, the ultimate in speed.

Breath of Thunder·Seventh Form·Fire Thunder God!

The dark world shattered, the brilliant lightning rose, and a strong sense of oppression enveloped the mountain, and it screamed wildly in its heart.

Impossible!

This is absolutely impossible!

How could this be the Breath of Thunder!

I don't accept it, I don't accept it!

It gritted its teeth and went all out, and the words "Shangwu" in its eyes were illuminated by the dazzling lightning.

From a distance, a golden dragon swallowed up the "blood rain" all over the sky.

The world was quiet.

Zenitsu climbed to a place higher than the original platform, and a golden tail divided the space.

Clang——!

The long sword was sheathed, and he exhaled a breath of hot air. The feathers behind him were still burning, like a pair of open wings.

The huge black lightning blade fell apart, and Gion's eyes were dull. Then, its head was separated from its body.

There was no collision of lightning and lightning, no competition of sword skills and sword skills, only a simple,

just a knife.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Gion let out a shrill scream, and the separated corpse fell into the bottomless void.

At this point, one person and one ghost changed places.

Zenitsu looked down at the bastard who wanted to kill his grandfather and died.

Upper Rank Five, Gion, dead!

A selfish guy, without a strong heart, can never become strong.

A crying coward can also become strong at that moment.

"You are nothing more than that!"

Zenitsu raised the corner of his mouth and spat into the void.

However, his calf was already stained with blood, and the burden on his legs was much greater than that of Godspeed.

He took out the Three Thousand to Save Your Life from his arms and drank half of it. After a short rest, he pushed open the door in front of him.

The sight passed through countless disordered doors and was a slightly warm house.

The dark green blade wind swept across the entire house, and more than a dozen evil spirits with strength comparable to the lower one turned into ashes.

Bang bang bang——!

RealGunshots rang out behind Mi, black bullets streaked through the air, piercing the bodies of the evil spirits, leaving bloody holes.

"Why are these guys endless? Damn it!"

"We must find someone to join us quickly!"

Shimi got angry and cursed.

"Brother, I guess these guys are used to hold us back. This is the home of the demons. Muzan is poisoned, and it will take time to fight the poison."

"Huh?" Shimi chopped the evil spirits flying over with a knife and asked, "When did you become so smart?"

Xuan Mi: (;一_一)

Bang——!

"Brother, did you listen carefully to what Brother Zhen said? He said that this situation is bound to happen."

"Unless we find the demon that controls the Infinite City, we will be very passive."

"Okay, I know!" Shimi took a deep breath, and his sharp eyes fell on the direction with the least evil spirits. He didn't plan to go through the door, but planned to forcefully break through the ceiling.

Breath of the Wind·Fourth Form·Rising up the sand and dust.

The Sun Wheel Sword swung a big circle from bottom to top, the spiral blade wind smashed the ceiling, and a touch of purple light fell.

The room was immediately stained with purple, and the brothers of the Undead River frowned, feeling something was wrong.

"Brother, there is a problem!"

"I see it!"

"This breath doesn't seem to be where we first came in."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuan Mi took out a black gunpowder ball from his bag, threw it into the distance, and fired at the same time.

The bullet collided with the gunpowder ball, and an explosion sounded, directly destroying a wall, and a large area of ​​dark purple light poured into the room.

There seemed to be a wider space in the distance, and the two seemed to be trapped.

"When did you get the explosives?"

"I asked Brother Tianyuan for them two days ago. I didn't expect to use them."

"Blow them all up!"

"Okay!"

Xuan Mi threw out three more gunpowder balls. He fired three shots in a row. The heat wave swept through the house and blew away the evil spirits that surrounded them. Unfortunately, it didn't cause much damage.

All of a sudden, the wooden house collapsed.

Looking around, the criss-crossing buildings disappeared, and the dim lights also disappeared.

Only a purple world remained.