Demon Slayer: The Undead Swordsman of Thunder

The mummy ignored Fei Yuzhen and turned to grab the members of the Hidden Team. It still admired the talent of this young man. After all, it was rare to meet a human who could fight, but its patience was limited.

"You can't kill me now, can you?"

Fei Yuzhen stood up and said provocatively.

Even if he was an upper-rank celestial being buried underground for nearly a thousand years, his strength was greatly reduced. He bet that the other party could not kill him.

Of course, his guess was not wrong. On the one hand, it did not take action because it admired Fei Yuzhen's talent, and on the other hand, it was because it could not kill him.

But before it became a ghost, it was a martial artist who respected strength. In its eyes, Fei Yuzhen was just talented but not absolutely powerful.

Those words and that tone just now made it feel that its dignity was insulted.

"Boy, you are too ignorant of the world, right?"

The mummy gave up eating and turned to defend its dignity as a martial artist. Seeing this, Fei Yuzhen hurriedly winked at the Hidden Team.

Even though they were about to die, the members of the Hidden Team still held tightly to the relics of the swordsmen.

They were just weak in strength, but their will was no weaker than any of their comrades who rushed to the front line.

The mummy let those ordinary people escape. It only wanted to fight Fei Yuzhen now, and nothing else mattered.

It took a stance, and its body instantly shrank a lot, as if something was sucking its blood.

Sure enough, the dormant eyeballs on its chest began to wriggle, and twenty dark red pupils opened at the same time. At the same time, its breath rose again.

"Warrior, Baimu!"

It solemnly introduced itself. This was the respect for martial arts engraved in its bones, and it would not change no matter what it became.

Baimu and Akaza were somewhat similar. They were both people who pursued the ultimate in martial arts, but their starting points were different.

Akaza's essence was to protect his wife, but Muzan erased his memory, causing him to only know how to become stronger.

Baimu became stronger not for anyone, but for martial arts. For this reason, it even dared to challenge Muzan. The belief in becoming stronger even made it break free from Muzan's control.

Although Muzan could suppress it, he could not kill it. In desperation, he had to seal it.

"Swordsman, Tiandao Feiyuzhen!"

Feiyuzhen still stared at Baimu with hostility, but his eyes were sincere. This was the response of a fellow martial artist.

After all, he saw a different kind of purity in the other's eyes, which was different from other ghosts, and it deserved this response.

However, as long as innocent lives were harmed, purity was useless, and he would not hesitate to chop.

The battle was about to start.

Who knew that Baimu's eyes suddenly closed, and it bowed deeply to Feiyuzhen, which confused him.

What the hell?

"Muzan wants to see me, it's rushing here, you go!"

Feiyuzhen: "???"

I...what should I say?

You...you ghost are pretty good!

This is Baimu's personality. The only prey it likes is its own. Even if the boss comes, it will be useless, not to mention that he is no longer the boss.

After telling it, it squeezed out a serious expression on its withered face, and said with murderous intent:

"Tiandao Feiyuzhen, next time we meet, I will kill you in my prime!"

"You are the first person I met when I woke up. You should be glad that you are very talented!"

"Wait for me to kill you!"

Since Feiyuzhen said that provocative word, Baimu no longer called himself an old man. It regarded him as a real opponent.

After saying that, it turned around and jumped off the cliff because it was faster to travel.

The competition ended before it even started, and it ended so hastily.

"Has personality!"

After a pause, Feiyuzhen slowly spoke.

This was the first time he saw a guy who reported the location of his boss to the enemy. It can be seen that Baimu is an honest ghost.

It said that Muzan is coming, so he must be coming.

Under the moonlight, Baimu was like a fuel car, moving rapidly in the mountains.

Soon, it came to the other side of Xiemu Mountain.

In the endless darkness, two figures stood quietly.

The breath emanating from them seemed to be able to suppress the whole world. This terrifying pressure was as heavy as a mountain, making it impossible to breathe.

Under this pressure, Baimu's body was full of cracks, like a porcelain doll that was about to break.

Regardless of the body, there was only unyielding in its eyes. It dared to come, which meant it was not afraid.

"Baimu, do you know your mistake?" Wuzan's cold voice sounded. It was only surprised by the awakening of this super rebellious guy.

It thought that this guy had died in the ground a long time ago.

Who knew that the sky would not fulfill the ghost's wish, Baimu was still alive and gathered together to be known by the gibbon. The location of the seal."Muzan, do you want to kill me?"

"You couldn't do it a thousand years ago, and you can't do it a thousand years later!"

Bai Mu went up and fought hard, not caring about those trivial things.

"How dare you!"

A shout came from the darkness, and then a huge crescent-shaped blade wind broke through the air.

Wherever the blade wind passed, the air made a mournful sound, which showed the strength of the person who made the move.

Facing such a perverted attack, Bai Mu was not afraid but laughed, anyway, the blood he had just consumed was not used up.

Twenty dark red eyes emitted a weird halo in the darkness, and a huge vertical pupil emerged from under its feet.

In an instant, its body was sucked dry, only a little thicker than a bamboo pole.

This almost drained all of Bai Mu's blood.

In less than a breath, its arm that was originally cut off by Fei Yuzhen was restored to its original state.

Two arms as thin as paper slapped the oncoming blade wind, and with a bang, the blade wind turned into fragments and scattered.

Hyakume laughed like a drunkard, and said excitedly:

"Very strong, I like it!"

"The era after a thousand years is really interesting!"

"Another powerful swordsman!"

"Hahaha!"

The next moment, dozens of crescent-shaped blade winds flew towards Hyakume like a storm, accompanied by Kokushibo's extremely unhappy questioning.

"What, called, again?!"

It was obvious that Hyakume actually put himself on the same level with that unknown person.

That was something that Kokushibo, who pursued the ultimate, could not tolerate.

Seeing that the blade wind was about to engulf Hyakume, Muzan, who was wearing a suit, suddenly stood in front of it, and nine pipe whips pierced through the suit and swept away, breaking all the blade winds.

"Hyakume, you are still the same. I really want to kill you!"

Muzan did not hide his disgust at all. He also wanted to kill Hyakume, but he could not do it because Hyakume was the same as him. He would also self-destruct to save his life.

If he had not challenged Muzan, Muzan would never have been able to find him, let alone seal him.

Boss Xia's dislike for Hyakume far exceeded that for Douma.

One of them was not afraid of death and death was not a threat at all.

The other could not die no matter how he tried to kill himself.

This was the story of the biggest traitor in Boss Xia's Ultimate Creature Blue Bianhua Search Co., Ltd., an honest guy -

Hyakume.