Shirou Emiya doesn't want to work overtime

Chapter 540

"Hah aaaaa————!"

"Don't underestimate me!!!!!!!!!!"

Buzukawa Xuanya shouted loudly, and Muzan immediately felt an extremely familiar feeling from him.

That was the breath of a demon, that was the breath of a Hantengu demon, that was his own breath.

However, the other party was a human, no matter from which angle, the other party was a human.

"Blood Demon Art·Infernal Karma Tree!!!"

The gun in his hand became weird at this moment, and a wooden dragon stained with pitch-black blood roared at Muzan who was like a train crash.

"Boom————!"

The ugly meat snake and the roaring wooden dragon collided fiercely, and in a deafening roar, it was like two mountains colliding with each other, suddenly exploded.

In an instant, a large amount of wood chips and flesh and blood exploded, like rain and meteors, falling in every corner.

Under such circumstances, Kanao, Tanjiro and the other two stepped on the ground fiercely and instantly appeared above Muzan.

Half of Fuzugawa Xuanya's body was lifted up by such a violent collision, and then fell heavily to the ground.

His waist and below were beginning to regenerate at an extremely terrifying speed.

This was the extremely terrifying regeneration ability he gained from eating Muzan's flesh and blood.

But such a terrible injury also made him unable to move for a short time.

Even if he ate countless evil spirits, even if he ate part of Muzan's flesh and blood, Fuzugawa Xuanya still couldn't resist Muzan's attack.

Because no matter how many evil spirits he ate, those evil spirits were the power that fell off from Muzan, and they could not be surpassed anyway.

However, he had already achieved what he wanted to do.

"Swish————!"

In the faint sound of breaking through the air, the swords in Kanao and Tanjiro's hands were like bullets out of the gun, cutting through the air, aiming at the extremely huge, snake-like lunch body, and slashing it.

"Flower Breathing Type 5 Fruitless Peony!!!"

"Water Breathing Type 8 Takitsubo!!!"

"Sun Breathing Type 2 Blue Sky!!!!"

At this moment, Muzan's snake-like body continued to grow whips and waved them at the three people.

However, the whips created by shoddy workmanship were not as good as his original thorn whips.

Even blocking was impossible.

"Puff————!"

Amid the tearing sound like tearing silk, three swords of different colors fiercely slashed into Muzan's body, causing blood foam to explode from it.

His last organ, the last heart, was completely chopped to pieces.

Chapter 884 You are stronger now

"Bang——!"

In the bright red world, the sound of muffled blows resounded for who knows how many times.

Miyamoto Musashi and Ibaraki Douji flew backwards at the same time and hit the ground heavily. They turned into gourds rolling on the ground.

The distance between the two sides began to widen.

The bright red blood continued to fall along the way.

When the two sides stopped, they had already opened up a long distance.

"Cough...!"

Miyamoto Musashi couldn't help coughing up blood foam, making a blood flower bloom on the ground in front of him.

"Um...!"

Ibaraki Douji also made a distressed cry, and his whole body was soaked in blood.

"At this point, I really believe that you are the second-class swordsman."

With a very approving look, Ibaraki Douji wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the person in front of him, and then changed the subject.

"But you can't beat me, because you are just a human!"

This is not Ibaraki Douji's arrogance, but a fact that is difficult to refute.

Miyamoto Musashi is a human.

So if you are attacked, you will be injured. If you launch an attack, your physical strength will be consumed, and fatigue will continue to accumulate until you fall.

And Ibaraki Douji is not only a servant, but also an evil spirit with self-recovery ability.

The sword forged by Shirou Emiya is aimed at the evil spirits created by Muzan. It has no effect on Ibaraki Douji and Shuten Douji. It is just a high-grade treasure.

What's more, in addition to Ibaraki Douji, there are countless evil spirits around who are staring at Miyamoto Musashi.

In the battle between Minamoto Raikou and Tsugikoku Yoriichi, normal evil spirits have no way to get close. Once they get close, they will be turned into ashes by the violent divine thunder.

In the battle between Muzan and Tanjiro, when Zenitsu, Inosuke and others came to support, they killed the evil spirits that kept approaching Muzan.

But on the other hand, Miyamoto Musashi had no one around to provide support, and she did not have the power to easily annihilate the surrounding demons like Minamoto Raikou.

All she could rely on were the two swords in her hands that were already stained with blood.

"Puff, puff, puff!"

The sound of the sharp blades piercing through kept ringing.

The two swords in Miyamoto Musashi's hands turned into a whirlwind, killing all the approaching demons.

This was not a sacred duel. Ibaraki Douji was also a demon, and she would not follow the so-called morality of humans.

"You can't even see the enemy clearly now, how can you win this battle!"

Ibaraki Douji continued to speak, constantly explaining Miyamoto Musashi's disadvantages in his words, trying to shake his heart.

At this time, Miyamoto Musashi's posture was horrible.

"Pah...!"

A large amount of blood seeped out of his body and stained his clothes.

A closer look showed that Miyamoto Musashi was already covered with various wounds all over his body.

His left eye was burned by the terrifying flames.

"Can't win? Why didn't I understand?"

Miyamoto Musashi raised his eyebrows and said with a slightly contemptuous smile: "You are afraid, the leader of the Oeyama ghosts!"

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"

In the clear chanting sound that turned into an echo, several cold knife lights instantly slashed out, tearing the evil ghosts that attacked again into pieces.

"What a joke!? How could I be afraid of you, a human being!!!!"

At this moment, Ibaraki Douji's pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked at Miyamoto Musashi with great anger, and the hand holding the bone knife became more powerful.

"Oh! What a joke? You know in your heart that your sword has exposed everything. It's not me who is at a disadvantage, but you!"

As he said this, Miyamoto Musashi smiled, stepped on the ground with his right foot, turned into a whirlwind and rushed towards Ibaraki Douji again.

Ibaraki Douji looked at Miyamoto Musashi who was rushing towards him without fear, and bit his lip subconsciously.

Why?

Is it really me who is at a disadvantage at this time?

She is a servant, she is an evil ghost, and there are other evil ghosts around who are constantly attacking her. Miyamoto Musashi's physical strength will be exhausted sooner or later.

As long as he keeps consuming with the opponent, he will definitely win.

Then why is the opponent so sure that he is at a disadvantage.

And why did the sword in his hand expose everything.

His mind was disturbed at this moment.

"Ding————!"

The loud sound of metal clashing suddenly sounded. It lasted for a long time.

"Dang————!"

Soon, another crisp sound of collision echoed.

That was the sound caused by Miyamoto Musashi's fierce sword slashing at Ibaraki Douji's hastily raised bone knife with the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops.

At the moment when his mind was lost, Ibaraki Douji was immediately hit by such a heavy blow and flew backwards again, hitting the rock heavily.

"Really, being disturbed by a human like you really makes me feel extremely angry!"

Ibaraki Douji's eyes were already occupied by anger when she stood up again. She didn't want to think about how to win anymore. She wanted to destroy the opponent with her strongest blow.

"You don't know how many times you have been angry. It seems that you can win by being angry."

Miyamoto Musashi laughed, and laughed mercilessly. If anger alone could win the battle, Ibaraki Douji didn't know how many times he would have won.

"Look carefully! This is a large bone knife that only ghosts like us can possess. It is a collection of resentment and curses that a mere iron knife cannot resist at all!"

"The strongest and toughest thing on earth is not steel forged by hellfire, but the bones of ghosts like us. This thing, forged for more than hundreds of days, looks like a powerful blade filled with demonic energy that can shake the moonlit night."

After saying this, Ibaraki Douji suddenly raised the bone knife in his hand.

The flames began to burn on Ibaraki Douji's body.

Under the high temperature, the space around Ibaraki Douji began to distort, and the ground under his feet seemed to have encountered drought, becoming dry and cracked, turning into a wasteland.

"I will burn you to ashes!"

"Bang————!"

As soon as the words fell, accompanied by a bang, the flames under Ibaraki Douji's feet exploded, turning into an extremely fierce thrust, causing Notsuki Douji's body to shoot out like a bullet in the true sense.

"This is the technique of breaking mountains and pulling out bones————Oeyama Great Flame Rising!!!!!!!"

This is the unique fighting skill of Ibaraki Douji, which is the product of the specialization of the karma fire against humans.

It can crush and burn the target of attack until there is no skin left.

The opponent is burned to the point of charcoal-like bones.

In the face of such a terrifying attack, Miyamoto Musashi's expression did not waver at all. He stared at the front with all his heart and soul, his heart like a mirror and a calm water.

Put everything on the sword in his hand.

Namo Tenjin. Tenmang Dajizai.

The two are opposite, and the two transcend. You can include the front but not the view.

There are many choices, but things are defined,

The action is narrowed and limited, and there is no conclusion.

Not leaving other ways is the right move.

Only the zero is Tianyuan, which answers my sword heart.

There is good and no evil in the void, the wise have it,

The reason has it, the Tao has it, and the heart is empty.

The ultimate is not swordsmanship.

There is no room for anyone here, only the great enlightenment of the sword.

This is - Wukong.