After using two consecutive sword skills,

Kokushibo thought he could block the swordsmen's attacks.

However, his proud sword skills were vulnerable to the swordsmen who had obtained the meditation method.

The crescent moon was shattered.

The powerful force blocked his movement.

The next moment, pain appeared in various parts of his body.

Kokushibo, who had been powerful for hundreds of years, was beaten into a sieve.

And these sword moves were attached with terrible power.

All the cells died one by one, and the healing power of the ghost completely lost its effectiveness.

"No...I don't want to die yet...I want to become stronger!"

Kokushibo's body was shattered, leaving only half of his head, still struggling.

With a meteor hammer falling, this swordsman who betrayed the Demon Slayer Corps spent hundreds of years until today to die completely!

As for Akaza, he had already been reincarnated under the bombardment of the sword moves.

"Next, it's up to the messenger of God. All the upper strings have been completely defeated today. I hope everything goes well for him."

Gyoumei looked at the messed up forest and said in a low voice with his hands clasped together.

Tanjiro set off at the urging of everyone before the festival was over.

Now, after a day and a night of running around, he should have found the location of Muzan.......

In a gorgeous big city,

Tanjiro sat on the street, waiting for Muzan to come out.

There were too many humans in the bustling city. If a battle started here, he didn't know how many people would die. For safety reasons, he decided to wait for the other party to appear.

As long as those upper strings died, this guy would definitely not be able to sit still.

"I hope I won't have to wait too long."

Tanjiro held the ramen in his hand and ate it with a sizzling sound.

The fragrant udon noodles were very delicious and very cheap. They were his favorite food.

Even though he became a messenger of God, he didn't think he was special.

As a two-star messenger of God, Tanjiro chose the tracking technique.

This is an extremely niche divine technique.

But it does not require practice, as long as you understand the principle, you can use it.

If you want to find a person, you must have a medium.

This is very simple.

The blood of Muzan Kibushi is in the bodies of the demons.

So by tracing back to the source, it is easy to determine the location.

This also made him sigh that the power of God is too great.

Just a spell can find a target in the vast sea of people.

And it can always sense the other party's position.

In the mansion on the next street

"Honey, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?...Why do you stay in the study when you get home? It's very late...."

The woman in a dress urged her husband to go to sleep, but she got a roar in response.

"None of your business is my business, get out of here!"

"Yes. You take care of your body..."

The woman responded gently and left silently.

She had no idea that her husband, whom she had loved for three years, was a ghost.

In the room, the glass was shattered all over the floor.

The furniture was also in disarray.

"Damn it! Damn it!...hateful...Why are there always people against me? In the past it was the Demon Slayer Corps, and now it’s the gods. Damn it....

I don't know how long I have to hide!"

I just want to live happily.

Is it so difficult?

Muzan kept roaring, and finally opened the window, preparing to hide for a while.

It's not safe here anymore.

Because next, the Demon Slayer Corps will raid.

I can't reveal any information.

The Demon Slayer Corps this time is different from the past, and for some reason, his left eyelid has been twitching today.

He feels very uncomfortable.

It seems that something bad is going to happen.

"No one can kill me, no one, not even God..."

The ghost dance turned into a black shadow, and after a few jumps, he arrived outside the city, then turned around and flew into the deep mountains.

Suddenly, he stopped.

His arms turned into countless sharp tentacles, striking towards the darkness behind.

Ding Ding Ding...

There was a series of metallic collision sounds.

Then Tanjiro appeared in front of Kibutsu Jimusan.

"Ghost Dancer, I have been waiting for you for a long time, prepare to die..."

"How dare you, a mere human being, really think I am one of those lowly creatures!"

Kimetsu Muzan's body turned into a phantom, and decided to kill a swordsman of the Demon Slayer Corps first.

But he never expected that the one who came to hunt him down was the messenger of the Eternal God Cult!

Otherwise, he would have been turned into minced meat and escaped.

""Water Breathing: Turbulent Waves"

Tanjiro Kamado's move was a killing move. The sword move covered an area of more than a thousand meters, eliminating the hope of Kibutsu Muzan's escape.

In the eyes of the opponent.

The whole world turned into water waves, hitting him.

There was no weakness, no flaws.

This attack was flawless.

Boom.

The ground was squeezed deep by the strong water pressure.

Kibutsu Muzan screamed, and his body was squeezed into a ball of minced meat by the sword move.

The terrible power penetrated into the bone marrow.

If I had known, I would not look back!!!

He kept struggling, trying to split a piece of meat.

This was how I used to be, escaping from the hands of Yoriichi Tsugakuko.

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