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As the inherent barrier opened by Duanmu Huai eroded the Infinite City of the evil spirits, the Demon Slayer Corps, which had been torn apart, successfully gathered together and launched a head-on confrontation with the evil spirit army.

The strongest nine pillars of the Demon Slayer Corps rushed directly into the evil spirit army like a tiger descending from the mountain. The evil spirits fell down wherever they went. Obviously, in front of the nine pillars, ordinary evil spirits had no power to fight back.

If the nine pillars were willing, they could even join forces to eliminate all these hundreds or thousands of evil spirits.

However, the problem was not here.

For the nine pillars, they had only one goal, which was the huge meat egg behind the evil spirit army at the moment, and the evil spirit lord sleeping in it—Muzan!

The lord sacrificed himself to get the opportunity to severely injure Muzan, and they must not stop here!

Soon, the nine rushed out of the evil ghost army and continued to move forward. They were even prepared to be stopped by the upper-string ghosts. However, to the Nine Pillars' surprise, the remaining upper-string ghosts did not mean to stop them. They just stared at the front, motionless, like sculptures.

What are they doing?

The Nine Pillars cast a puzzled look at the upper-string ghosts. Although they also thought about whether to take the opportunity to kill these powerful evil ghosts, after a little consideration, they decided to shoot the horse first and capture the king first. Now Muzan has not fully recovered. Once they attack the upper-string ghosts, it will only waste time. What needs to be done now is to seize the time and kill the evil ghost master who has not fully recovered as quickly as possible!

In fact, the Nine Pillars did not know that the upper-string ghosts at this moment did not pay attention to them.

On the one hand, in the eyes of the upper-string ghosts, the nine pillars are not the opponents of the evil ghost master.

On the other hand, they can't move at all!

"Boom... Boom..."

The sounds of fighting, screaming, and wailing enveloped the entire battlefield, but for the upper-rank demons, all they heard were heavy footsteps.

They stared at the front, motionless, their whole bodies tense. The terrifying, mountain-like heavy murderous aura had been shrouding them since the beginning of the battle. It was a murderous aura far beyond that of other demon hunters, and even their evil demon lord Muzan had never possessed such a murderous aura. They even had to concentrate on fighting against this terrifying pressure and murderous intent. As long as they were careless, they would die without a burial place!

They were now like prisoners on the execution ground, and could only wait for the executioner to come. Apart from that, they could do nothing.

Finally, that figure appeared.

"Dong...Dong...Dong..."

Duanmu Huai walked out of the battlefield slowly, holding a shield and a sharp blade. He was covered in blood. The black armor and shield were dyed red by the blood. Even the white bones fixed on the surface of the shield had become dim at this moment. However, even so, Duanmu Huai's momentum did not weaken, but became stronger and stronger!

What kind of breath is this?

The first upper rank held the hilt of the sword at his waist tightly and stared at Duanmu Huai. He was also a member of the Demon Slayer Corps. Hundreds of years ago, he was even the best among them. However, out of fear of death and jealousy of his brother who was the strongest demon hunter, he abandoned his human identity and turned into a demon under the persuasion of Muzan.

And he is also the strongest among all the demons.

But...what is this?

Even when facing the strongest brother, he has never trembled like this. The figure in front of him is not unmatched strength, but horror!

It was like a huge beast, the instinct of the body, every cell was trembling, warning him to leave, leave here immediately! That was not an enemy he could match!

But he also knew that he could not leave.

The moment he moved, that was his death!

He did not want to die, did not dare to die, and did not want to die.

Because of this, they gave up their human bodies and turned into evil spirits.

However, not everyone thought so.

"That's the feeling..."

Upper String Two stared at Duanmu Huai, with warm emotions in his eyes. At this moment, his body was also trembling slightly, that was fear and excitement!

Unlike others, Upper String Two lacked emotions when he was a human. He could not understand human emotions at all, and he also had no emotions. For Upper String Two, it didn't matter whether he was a human or a ghost, and it didn't matter what other people felt. Everything in this world was black and white to him.

Until now.

The fearful pressure like a blazing flame ignited the originally colorless world in Upper String Two's eyes. For the first time, he felt the emotions from the bottom of his heart, fear, surprise, confusion, and the heavy pressure that made him breathless. His heart seemed to jump out of his chest.

So that's it, is this the emotion of human beings?

Is this how humans feel when facing themselves?

Then...

"Give me more fear ah ah ah ah ah!!"

Accompanied by shouts, Upper String Two jumped up, and the cold air around him quickly condensed and turned into sharp claws, rushing towards Duanmu Huai in front of him! At this moment, Upper String Two also felt that the throbbing in his heart reached its peak!

Come, let me see, let me see what kind of feeling you can bring to me! What kind of emotion!

Staring at Duanmu Huai, Upper String Two's eyes widened. He couldn't wait to experience the coming, increasingly intense and exciting joy... Eh?

The world in front of him suddenly tilted, and the scorching, boiling passion just now disappeared like an illusion, as if it had never existed. Upper String Two tried to twist his head to see what happened, but all he saw was a body that had fallen backwards and had been chopped into several pieces - and the bloody blade in Duanmu Huai's hand.

When did he swing the sword? And how did he swing the sword?

"Flying Sword Style - Dragon Nest Flash."

This was the last thing Upper String Two heard, because at this moment, the bright red blade in Duanmu Huai's hand ruthlessly cut his head open.

Duanmu Huai raised his right hand, and the bright red sword in his hand swiped out with a trace of blood. On this blade, a figure that seemed to be made of blood and qi could be vaguely seen twisting and struggling, and then disappeared into the sword body as if it was swallowed.

"…………………………"

The Upper String One silently looked at the sword in Duanmu Huai's hand and held the hilt tightly.

"Aren't you... a swordsman who has learned the breathing technique?"

At this moment, the shock that the Upper String One received was far greater than before. Even if Duanmu Huai had learned the breathing sword technique like the other members of the Demon Slayer Corps, he would not be so surprised. Because the Upper String One had seen the strongest swordsman who practiced the initial breathing technique with his own eyes, if... if the person in front of him was like the swordsman who was like his nightmare, then he could still understand it.

After all, the breathing technique of the Demon Slayer Corps is to improve one's physical fitness through breathing in order to achieve the purpose of competing with demons. Otherwise, it is impossible to hunt demons with the power of ordinary people alone.

Not to mention the recovery of the demons, the speed and strength are very different, not to mention that the twelve demon moons also have special abilities that seem like magic.

Of course, the strongest swordsman who has mastered the breathing method can also reach the level of hunting demons easily. Just like the nine pillars rushed into the demon army just now, no matter if the opponent has hundreds or thousands of people, they can't stop the nine pillars. This is actually the same as demons, just like when they face ordinary humans, whether there are hundreds or thousands of people, it's the same.

But the person in front of him is different!

The first upper string clearly sensed that when facing the second upper string, his breathing did not change at all, and he did not suddenly accelerate like the swordsman who learned the breathing method. On the contrary, his body seemed quite calm! Whether it was muscles, blood flow rate, or breathing, they were all very calm. It was as if the sword he just swung, which even the second upper string could not react to, was just an ordinary blow!

And what is the flying sword flow? Aren't breathing swordsmanship all breathing of X?

"Who are you? What is Hiten Yujian-ryu!?"

At this moment, Upper Rank One could no longer hold back. He had to know. Even if he died, he had to know clearly!

However, Duanmu Huai's answer was...

"Oh, I was just joking."

"... Huh?"

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"Just talking."

Duanmu Huai said as he sheathed his sword.

"Look, whether it's you or the Demon Slayer Corps, when they fight, they always shout blood demon arts, this breathing and that breathing... I think I have to follow the local customs and just shout whatever I want."

Speaking of this, Duanmu Huai stared at Upper Rank One and sneered.

"What do you want? You can make reservations in advance, such as Wuming Shenfeng Style, Feitian Yujian Style, Beichen Ittoryu, Liusheng Xinyin Style... Well, in fact, I only know the names of these schools..."

"Don't joke!!"

At this moment, the anger of being despised finally overwhelmed the fear of death. The Upper String One opened his mouth and roared loudly. Although he is an evil ghost, he is also a swordsman. But now in front of him, this guy is so contemptuous, and he doesn't mean to take himself seriously at all! This is intolerable!

The Upper String One took a step forward and rushed towards Duanmu Huai. At the same time, he drew the long sword at his waist and swung it with a crescent moon!

Moon Breathing-Land Form, Chang Ye Gu Yue, Wu Jian!

Accompanied by the sword of the Upper String One, countless sword lights like crescent moons suddenly burst out, and dense arc sword lights completely enveloped Duanmu Huai from all directions.

This is the proud skill of the Upper String One, and no one can stop his all-out attack!

Success!

Watching Duanmu Huai's figure being swallowed by the sword light, Upper Rank One smiled, but at this moment, a voice quietly appeared in his ear.

"Secret Sword... Swallow Return."

Then, the world turned upside down.

Upper Rank One's head flew high into the sky. In front of him, his body had been cut in half. Duanmu Huai was still standing there, staring at him with cold eyes.

It was indifferent and ruthless, and he didn't take him seriously at all, as if he was just a maggot, an ant, a bug with no value of existence... But it's not over yet!

Because at this moment, his Moon Breathing Sword Technique also chopped in front of Duanmu Huai.

Then---Upper Rank One saw Duanmu Huai raised the shield that was almost as big as him, and then blocked it in front of him.

“Dangdang————!”

The indestructible sword light that could even cut through human bones slashed at the shield that bound the skeleton, but just like its name—it was smashed to pieces like a phantom of moonlight.

The consciousness of the Upper Rank One also came to an end at this moment.

“Actually, I still want to play with you more.”

Looking at the body of the Upper Rank One that was gradually broken and dissipated, Duanmu Huai sighed.

“But it’s a pity, it seems that there is no extra time to waste.”

As he spoke, Duanmu Huai raised his head and looked not far ahead—there, the giant egg originally formed by the condensation of meat had already broken open, and a very effeminate man was standing in it triumphantly. And beside him, the nine pillars were lying or falling, and a piece of them was crooked.

“Although I didn’t expect them to really kill the BOSS, this is too miserable.”

Duanmu Huai sighed silently, and then raised his foot.

“Forget it, it seems that I have to go in the end.”