Demon Slayer: The Undead Swordsman of Thunder

"Of course, I don't care whether you rubbish are here or not."

"Stay away, be careful not to be crushed by me!"

Once Baimu changed the person he was talking to, he became like a ghost, extremely arrogant.

Feiyuzhen gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Kocho Shinobu's eyes, his fingers gently slid across her cheeks, his voice as soft as the spring breeze,

"Don't cry, stay here obediently!"

After saying that, he turned and walked towards Baimu. In his opinion, this guy was simply too weird.

If it wasn't a ghost, Feiyuzhen would really like to make friends with it, but unfortunately there is no if, only a fight to the death.

After all, Baimu is not Tamayo and Yushiro, let alone Nezuko.

It is an evil ghost who doesn't take life seriously.

He raised his knife and pointed at Baimu, saying heroically: "Baimu, let's have a fight between real men!"

As soon as the words fell, fifty dark red eyes lit up, like strange stars, staring at Feiyuzhen intently.

Baimu raised the corner of his mouth, completely changed his ghost, and said: "A fight between real men, I like this saying!"

In an instant, a layer of red-gold lightning surged from Feiyuzhen's feet. Now, he had to go all out.

In the vast night, a long red-gold line passed through the charred ruins and rushed to the back of Ming's mansion.

A dark red blood line followed closely behind, and the two lines moved forward in parallel and then stopped together.

Behind the hall was Ming's back garden. At this moment, Feiyuzhen and Baimu stood at both ends of a shallow artificial pond.

One man and one ghost looked at each other, and the two fighting intentions were evenly divided.

Baimu took a stance, and took a slow step. It seemed slow, but it was actually very fast. In the blink of an eye, all the water in the pond flew into the air, as if it was lifted by an invisible force.

At the same time, Feiyuzhen burst out with unprecedented silver fighting spirit, and the originally broken silver wheel suddenly revived, shining, and exuding a palpitating breath.

This time, he went all out.

There was a loud bang, and a more dazzling fiery red fighting spirit burst out from the dazzling silver light.

The wings of the Suzaku spread out and burned wantonly. Wherever it passed, the falling water drops evaporated instantly. He was like a moving sun.

Seeing this, Baimu laughed, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a dark red stream of light. A deep ditch appeared on the ground, and half of the pond turned into a deep, dry lake.

Its moves were the simplest, just a straight punch.

With a loud bang, the whole world seemed to be shocked by this powerful force.

Silver, fiery red and blood-colored energy intertwined in the air, forming a colorful but dangerous scene.

The sword light and fist shadows were like two giant dragons fighting and impacting each other, and each collision triggered a strong energy fluctuation.

After each collision, the Ming family's back garden would tremble violently, and everything on the ground became chaotic at this moment, with dust flying and grass and trees falling.

The pond that was half destroyed by Baimu also disappeared in an instant, replaced by a nearly ten-meter-deep charred pit.

The five Kocho Ren stood on the ruins of the hall, holding their breath, and every sound touched everyone's heartstrings.

They usually just sparred, and they didn't really know how powerful Feiyu was.

At this moment today, they realized how strong the annoying guy who laughed and always liked to play pranks was.

"Hundred eyes means that guy has released all the strength of his hundred eyes, right?" said Santo with a serious face, "but it has only about fifty eyes open."

"Upper Rank Four is just the bottom among the upper ranks, this is probably the real strength of the upper ranks."

"The five of us together will probably be on par with the Hundred Eyes with fifty eyes open!"

"We must work harder in the future!" Kyojuro clenched his fists, and after realizing the gap, he would strive to catch up.

The enemy faced by the Demon Slayer Corps is far more powerful than they imagined.

Shinobu Kocho bit her lower lip, blood oozing from her mouth, she wanted to rush up immediately.

But that would only distract Shin, she was extremely entangled in her heart, and every time the earth trembled, her heart would skip a beat.

Looking back at the charred pit that looked like the gate of hell, there were two kinds of fighting spirits wandering on the pit wall, and the inside was even more dusty.

But the sound of the beating was much weaker. As the wind blew over, the ragged Fei Yuzhen was revealed. He was covered with wounds, some of which were more than 20 centimeters long, and some had exposed bones.

This was the most serious injury he had suffered since he killed the demon.

On the other hand, Baimu had 52 eyes and lost both arms. During the battle, it was estimated that at least two of his arms were cut off by Fei Yuzhen.arm.

However, this level of injury is nothing to it, and it will recover in the blink of an eye.

It stared at Fei Yuzhen with burning eyes, and could no longer suppress the joy in its heart. It was hard for it to imagine how strong this guy would be in a few years.

"Frankly!"

"Look forward to the day when you can take over my Baimu!"

"See you, Tiandao Fei Yuzhen!"

Baimu performed a martial arts salute to Fei Yuzhen. It said that it would not kill him.

As soon as the voice fell, it jumped out of the deep pit, just glanced coldly at the five people watching the battle and disappeared into the night.

Fei Yuzhen fell down when he noticed that Baimu's breath disappeared. Fortunately, he used his knife to support the ground in time to avoid falling.

"Damn, you pervert, you are so strong!" He cursed with a smile, and then the corners of his mouth curled up.

You know, Fei Yuzhen's full effort is the strongest without the strongest breath of Dao, without the red knife, without the stripes, and without reaching the state of transparency.

Baimu didn't kill him. He didn't have the pressure of death, so it was difficult to force out the stripes, let alone the realm of transparency.

Because there was no pressure of death, Feiyuzhen habitually kept a hand.

But Baimu was also letting the sea go. It was more like testing how far Feiyuzhen had grown.

The battle at Ming's mansion was ultimately won by the Demon Slayer Corps. Who let Baimu, a martial arts fanatic who didn't care about the survival of humans or the lives of demons, come in?

"Shin!"

Koucho Shinobu slid down the dark pit wall. The complex terrain made her fall. Feiyuzhen wanted to help him, but the wounds on his body made him unable to move at all.

Not to mention the excessive blood loss. If he didn't have a physique comparable to that of a demon, he would have been sent away by Baimu long ago.

"Go find a rope and pull Shin up!" Xiao Banei shouted, and the other men ran away in a panic.

"Makoto... wuwuwu..."

"Makoto..."

Shinobu Kocho stumbled towards Touma, tears streaming down her eyes and soaking her hair.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, and Touma's Nichirin Blade could no longer withstand the high pressure from him and Baime, and broke.

Touma, with his limbs weak, collapsed immediately.

PS: There are so few five-star reviews, the data is so bad, the author is so sad, I really want good reviews!

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