Demon Slayer: The Undead Swordsman of Thunder

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The drumbeats sounded like huge rocks hitting the ground, making a deafening noise that seemed to penetrate people's souls.

As Zeng Botian slowly put down his hands, he looked at Fei Yuzhen with only the arrogance of being the only one in his eyes.

The blood demon art, Wu Jian Ye Shu, was activated.

In an instant, the black mist gushed out from the drum behind Zeng Botian like a surging wave, instantly covering the entire front square.

As the black mist gradually dissipated, a shocking scene appeared before his eyes.

Eight huge skink heads poked out of the black mist, they were ferocious and majestic, and each of them exuded a suffocating breath.

Zeng Botian hooked his finger at Fei Yuzhen, opened and closed his lips, and said jokingly:

"Trash, die!"

The skink roared and rushed towards Fei Yuzhen, and he smiled, this is more exciting.

Then a breath that was no weaker than that of the hateful Amber Sky burst out, and the silver fighting spirit as bright as the stars made the evil ghosts excited.

At the moment when the four stone dragons clashed with Fei Yuzhen, the other four released the blood ghost technique·Thunder Killing together.

Fei Yuzhen had no way to avoid the strangulation without dead angles and the violent thunder and lightning, and the narrow space made it impossible to use the black tortoise.

Since he couldn't stop it, he would fight. Sometimes, attack is the best defense.

In an instant, a silver beam of light shot up into the sky, the thunder was shattered, and a pair of golden eyes lit up between the gaps of the stone dragons, and the gold was like the sun that never goes out.

At the same time, the afterimage of a full moon emerged from the encirclement between the stone dragons, and a full moon-shaped slash crushed the four stone dragons.

Fei Yuzhen was wrapped in a layer of silver fighting spirit all over his body. Unlike before, this fighting spirit was extremely strong.

Breath of Tao·Earth Shape·Full Moon

He approached Zang Botian step by step, and with every step he took, a silver crescent-shaped blade wind would shoot out from his side.

Zang Botian frowned, and he estimated that this human had used his strongest sword skills, but there must be a time limit.

He hurriedly beat the drum, and saw that the four broken skin dragons were restored to their original state. They raised their heads, and four different energies condensed in their mouths.

Roaring, Thunder Killing, Storm, and Tears.

These four blood ghost arts originated from the four clones, and their power was much stronger than before.

As the blood ghost arts sprayed out of the skin dragon's mouth, four different colors reflected each other in the air, forming a creepy scene.

White sonic booms continued, as if to swallow everything; purple lightning condensed into pillars, making crackling explosions; black wind blades intertwined into a large net, leaving nowhere to escape; blue spears were like lasers, making a deafening roar.

The whole scene was like the end of the world, making people feel desperate.

There were several meters deep gullies on the ground, large pieces of soil floated in the air, and the flying sand and rocks were unstoppable.

But in this hellish scene, only a silver light became brighter and brighter.

Fei Yuzhen held the knife in one hand, with a full moon hanging high behind him. The crimson high ponytail swayed wantonly under the terrifying aura. There was no need for gorgeous sword moves, just raising his hand and waving it.

A huge ten-meter-long blade wind shot out like a cannonball, surrounded by many silver crescent blades.

When the two forces clashed, a loud bang went straight into the sky.

Fei Yuzhen walked out of the smoke and dust expressionlessly. At this moment, he was like a god descending to the world.

This is the power of the earth form, which comprehensively amplifies all functions of the body, which is somewhat similar to the blessing of stripes, but this is the application of fighting spirit.

"Damn it!"

"Damn it!"

Zenbotian frantically hit the drum behind him, and threw the stone dragon and blood demon art to Feiyuzhen one after another, but no matter how it attacked, it would eventually be defeated by the full moon.

Just when Feiyuzhen was ten meters away from Zenbotian, the full moon behind him became flickering, and it keenly noticed this and raised the corner of its mouth.

This human has reached his limit. If it had been a little longer, he might have really broken through the defense line of the blood demon art.

Who knew that at the moment when Zenbotian was distracted, a ghostly figure flashed in, raised his hand and cut off his head successfully.

Its head that flew out turned into black mist in the blink of an eye, and then a new head with a shocked expression grew back.

"When did you..."

Before it finished speaking, another knife fell, and Feiyuzhen beheaded Zenbotian again.

But the recovery ability of the upper string was simply abnormal. In just one minute, Feiyuzhen successfully beheaded ten times.

Whenever Zeng Botian wanted to beat the drum, Fei Yuzhen would always cut off his hands in the first place.

In this way, the battle became a war of attrition of physical strength.

Ten minutes later, Zeng Botian was beheaded.After dozens of times, it was about to collapse.

And it was not it that collapsed, but its main body hiding at the bottom of the lake.

Don't humiliate ghosts like this, it's too much.

So the extremely angry ghost was angry for a while, but it still didn't dare to show up.

Just when Fei Yuzhen cut off Zeng Botian's neck for the 35th time, the bright moon behind him disappeared, and the terrifying pressure disappeared.

Shang Si, who had been patient to the extreme, couldn't wait to punch Fei Yuzhen without even waiting for his head to grow back.

After plowing the land for more than 20 meters, he crashed through the wall of the hall and was embedded in a load-bearing column in the circular corridor.

"Ahhhhh!"

Zhen Botian's head just grew halfway and he let out a heart-wrenching roar. He completely lost his mind. No matter how timid and cautious Bantiangou was, it was impossible for him to hide in front of a human who was exhausted and humiliated him countless times.

In this way, Fei Yuzhen's plan was completed by 90%.

First humiliate, then play dead, waiting for the final blow.

As expected, the figure of the god of hatred flashed, like thunder from the blue sky, and a thin black line instantly came to Feiyuzhen's side.

He was surrounded by hot blood, including his own blood and the blood of Shimi that could make people drunk.

Maybe the two can't affect the upper strings at ordinary times, but it's different for a person who has lost his mind.

The god of hatred grabbed Feiyuzhen's hair and dragged him to the lake like a dead body, and the blood drew a line in the corridor.

He completely ignored the pain in his body, because this was the last part of the plan, relying on his "severely injured" self to lead out the cowardly ghost.

Obviously, his plan succeeded.

The cowardly ghost was timid and cunning, and he was more cunning than it.

How could it have thought that Feiyuzhen, who looked so embarrassed, actually had the strength to fight.

"Gurgle! Gurgle!"

Bubbles kept floating up from the bottom of the lake. Under the moonlight, a mouse-sized creature could be clearly seen approaching the water surface.

Fei Yuzhen didn't dare to move, not even to lift his eyelids. After all, if there was even the slightest flaw, the coward could run away at the speed of light.

Gradually, a small head poked out of the lake.

The coward appeared.