Demon Slayer: The Undead Swordsman of Thunder

The azure fighting spirit around Giyuu disappeared, and the light spots around him seemed to calm down along with him. The red blade passed by, and the red light passed by Akaza's neck.

It came back to its senses and quickly distanced itself from Giyuu, and Kyojuro also untied the restraints.

He and Giyuu were both confused, because they both clearly felt that Akaza had been distracted just now.

"Go!"

"Yes!"

As soon as the words fell, Giyuu's figure flashed, and Kyojuro followed closely.

With a slash of the knife, Akaza punched, and the ice-blue energy poured out, deflecting Giyuu's knife.

Without waiting for Kyojuro's knife to fall, Akaza turned around and kicked several times in a row, destroying the killing kick style flying star thousand wheels, and the ice-blue light spot was like an erratic star.

Kyojuro couldn't determine the landing point, all this happened in an instant, and the micro-light that should have pierced his chest fell on his head.

Suddenly, the azure waterwheel turned between the man and the ghost, blocking the attack.

At the same time, the rose-colored flame suddenly erupted, like a long-dormant volcano erupting, and the scorching heat wave exploded.

A line of fire as bright as a galaxy passed through the waterwheel, and the blade left a bare cut on Akaza's chest.

The burning sensation stimulated its nerves at once, and the girl's gentle voice sounded again.

"Brother Komaji, I..."

The voice was unclear, Akaza's brain crashed, tears could not stop flowing, and his body became stiff as before.

Yiyong seized the opportunity and burst out with all his strength, and the red blade cut into Akaza's neck.

In an instant, the Luo needle automatically gathered, which was a completely instinctive reaction.

Two blood demon arts were launched at the same time.

Blood demon art·Luo needle·modified·Luoyin!

Destruction killing·Final style·Blue and silver chaos afterglow!

Its golden eyes were engraved with ice-blue snowflakes, and Giyuu's knife seemed to be sucked in, and it couldn't cut in at all.

At this moment, the world stopped.

In the starless night, tiny twelve-pointed snowflakes floated up, and these snowflakes became brighter and brighter.

Akaza's two blood demon arts merged into one.

Destruction Kill·Combination Final Style·Starfall Remnant Light Flash!

Bright snowflakes floated up, and then turned into dazzling balls of light, falling at a high speed. They were silver in color, and surrounded by a circle of blue cross-shaped halo.

Empty space, three stalemate figures, dark curtains, and falling light rain...

All of this constituted the grand stage, performing a magnificent epic.

"Go!"

Kyojuro pushed Giyuu away, because only Giyuu, who was in the realm of transparency, could dodge this move, and the two of them couldn't all die here.

The moment he pushed Giyuu away, his blood boiled, and figures appeared behind him.

The figures lined up in a row. The one closest to Kyojuro was Rengoku Makijuro, and then his grandfather...

These people all had common features, hair that burned like flames, big eyes that pierced their eyes, and a hearty smile that could be seen at a glance.

"Kyojuro, you are my pride!"

"Little Kyoko, let grandpa see you!"

"Youngster, you have always done well!"

"In the name of Purgatory, you must live up to your mission!"

"Child, you have done well!"

The faith passed down from generation to generation, the smile as bright as the sun melted into the figures one by one.

These figures turned into golden light spots all over the sky, drifting into the Sun Blade little by little, and the hot power poured into Kyojuro's body.

The Purgatory lineage, one life passed down.

The faith that has condensed the family for more than a hundred years has reached its peak in this generation.

Kyojuro's breath suddenly disappeared, and Akaza, who came back to his senses, grinned.

His opponent took that step in this desperate situation of life and death.

This future is grand.

The ultimate of martial arts blossomed and bore fruit in this generation.

How lucky I am to witness the birth of two transparent swordsmen at the same time.

This life is enough!

At this moment, Akaza was in a trance, and he always felt that something was missing in his heart.

What was the purpose of becoming stronger.

"Brother Komaji, I love you!" The tender voice fell in the sky full of "stars", and Akaza saw the girl on the shining screen.

She had her hair in a bun, wearing a light blue square kimono, smiling like a flower, and her eyes were affectionate.

"Koixue, I..."

"I'm sorry!"

Akaza burst into tears, surprising Kyojuro.

He burst out with all his strength, swung a knife towards the sky, and the blade drew a sun, melting the heavy snow.

"Ahhhhhh——"

Akoza pulled out the Nichirin sword from his neck, covered his head and knelt down.

Giyuu caught the sword, stood side by side with Kyojuro, and subconsciously said: "Congratulations!"

"What is Akaza doing?"

"I don't know!"

"FromNever seen before!"

The two of them and the ghost just stayed there, which looked very strange.

The originally grand stage turned into a man crying.

Kyojuro and Giyuu didn't know whether they should take advantage of the situation.

Because they noticed that Akaza's breath had changed, and the killing intent had disappeared.

Instead, there was endless regret and sadness!

After a while, Akaza stood up.

There was light in his eyes, and he remembered the meaning of becoming stronger, not killing, but...

Protection!

Over the past few hundred years, he has long forgotten his original intention.

He once said to Koyuki: I will definitely become stronger than anyone else and protect you for the rest of my life...

"You two, are you willing to listen to my past?"

At the moment, Akaza couldn't find anyone else.

Hearing this, the two were stunned for a moment, but still nodded.

"Thank you! "

This thank you made Kyojuro and Giyuu sure that Akaza was dead, and the person in front of them was another person.

"My name is Komaji, that's my name when I was a human!"

A flash of nostalgia flashed in Komaji's eyes, and he spoke slowly.

He was born in the Edo period, which was not a good time At least not for ordinary people.

He was born with a mouth full of sharp teeth, which was an ominous sign, so he was called "the son of the devil".

When he was 11 years old, Komaji's relatives died one after another, leaving only a seriously ill father, which further confirmed the suspicion of the people in the town that he was ominous and killed his family.

He did not believe in fate, and with his extraordinary physical fitness and crazy training, even adults could not beat him. Even so, he suffered countless cold eyes and discrimination.

Although everyone thought he was ominous, only his father did not think so. His father was a gentle man.

But the family was too poor to buy medicine, and they did not hire a symbol of disaster. , Komaji had no choice but to steal things in exchange for money to buy medicine for his seriously ill father.

Hemp ropes break at the thinnest part, and bad luck comes to the unfortunate.

At the age of 15, after Komaji was beaten with a hundred strokes of the cane, which would make an adult man faint, he heard a bad news from his neighbor.

His father committed suicide.

It turned out that the father was very sad about his son's continuous criminal behavior, and at the same time believed that he was dragging his son down because of his serious illness.

In order to let his son be a good person and start over, he chose to end it in this way.

Not long after, Komaji was exiled and lived a wandering life.

But fate is always unpredictable, and Komaji's fate took a turn.