Demon Slayer: I will play the ancestor of the Flame Pillar

The old man was in a hurry, but he was still very busy.

Makijuro was breathing heavily in the field. Although he was tired, his face was full of energy.

Xiaozu, I used to be decadent and lost my direction, but your appearance is a gift from God to me.

Hedao, breathe...

Most importantly, I found myself again.

Even though I can still see the limit at present, the mountain of Upper String has not been climbed over, but it is enough.

For me, I am grateful for the hope now.

Makijuro smiled with satisfaction.

"When the battle becomes intense, the temperature of the sword will rise and it will become a red sword - the red blade. Not only will it be more powerful, but it will also be able to restrain the regeneration of demons."

The hand holding the Nichirin Sword continued to exert force, and the surface temperature of the blade, which was already hot in the fierce collision, continued to rise at an alarming rate.

The remaining bone on the blade was melted and turned into wisps of black smoke. Makijuro's Nichirin Sword had completely turned red.

At this moment, it was the time to use all his strength, the red demon-slaying blade -

Red blade, open!

Holding the hot red blade, Makijuro breathed a sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.

"You dare to challenge the Upper Six without knowing the difference in strength between you and me."

Jifu Taro, who turned into a wild beast, was imposing.

"Hand over Daki quickly, or take my Wild Beast Scythe"

"You're right, I'm still a long way from defeating you."

After a self-deprecating remark, Makijuro's face became solemn, and he stretched out his hand to hold his heart.

"My trial has just ended, and the next battle has only one purpose - to kill you."

Upper String, I lose ≠ you won't die.

The heart is constantly burning, as if the whole person is in the endless hell of fire. Makijuro takes a deep breath, and the fire of purgatory lingers around him.

A handsome lone wolf of red flame slowly walks out of the flames, covering Makijuro with majesty.

"Breathing of flames, secret, Nine Types·Purgatory!"

The Purgatory Flame Wolf howled at the moon, then leaned forward and burst, stepping out on a fiery road with an unstoppable determination.

In the flames, the ferocious teeth of the Flame Wolf bit towards the head of Jifu Taro!

Instinctively feeling the threat, the blood beast transformed by Jifu Taro roared to the sky.

The originally white bone sickle swelled with blood and quickly swelled to half the height of Jifu Taro.

The dark red blood vessels quickly covered the bone sickle, and with the rise and fall of Jifu Taro's breathing, it flashed a strange and ominous red light.

Without choosing to avoid the sharp edge, the wild beast transformed by Jifu Taro waved his arms and jumped up.

The giant blood blade rushed towards the Flame Wolf and launched a bloodthirsty charge.

"Blood Demon Art·Blood Scythe!"

The wind pressure exploded at the moment the two came into contact, and the flames and blood collided and splashed, and the two bone sickles of the Purgatory Wolf and the blood beast were in a constant struggle.

Jifu Taro and Makijuro continued to increase their strength, the veins on their necks bulged, and they roared while facing each other.

A huge storm visible to the naked eye blew up from the center of the two, sweeping the top of Kyogokuya flat.

Hiss, hiss.

The teeth-grinding cracking sound continued to ring out, and Jifutaro's giant bone sickle was broken through by the hot red knife bit by bit.

Makijuro roared, and the Purgatory Flame Wolf fiercely tore Jifutaro's right hand, and the remaining power hit the evil ghost without decreasing.

"Ahhhh, it hurts, die!"

The moment the bone sickle broke, the pain brought by the red knife made Jifutaro's blood boil.

A large amount of blood directly tore his body and flew out, turning into countless small arc-shaped slashes outside the body to wrap his whole body.

In the critical moment, the instinct of the wild beast made Jifutaro perform a trick that could change the entire battle situation.

Blood Demon Art·Jumping and Domineering!

An incalculable number of blood blades burst out indiscriminately around Jifutaro.

The blood blade torrent gathered outside the body and expanded into a sphere. The Purgatory Flame Wolf, which was just showing off its might, wailed, and the fire was drowned in a sea of ​​bloody slashes.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The bloody wave that completely covered Shinjuro's figure did not stop, and the indiscriminate attack continued to sweep across the four directions.

The top of Kyogoku House was like a hurricane, plowed by the storm mercilessly and brutally. The colorful decorations used to attract customers were broken layer by layer, and the ground on the top was lifted and cut by the bloody wave, breaking into pieces and falling down.

Huge smoke and dust rose, covering the entire area in gray.

With the power of one blow, Kyogoku House was reduced to ruins, and the ruins were destroyed.

Yu Yishi!

"I didn't expect you to risk your life to break through the limit. Is it worth it, Makijuro?"

Underestimating Makijuro's determination, the night owl hidden in the darkness opened his eyes in shock.

Through the layers of fog, Lin Heng's super perception accurately captured the life breath of the two opponents.

However, after the collision just now, Makijuro's current situation is not very good.

In the super perception field of vision, the ball of life fire that was originally burning fiercely, belonging to Makijuro, is slowly going out.

Tsk.

The red-gold sun wheel sword was pulled out from the head of the fallen girl in his arms.

Lin Heng stood up by pulling her white hair and walked slowly into the smoke.

Tick, tick.

Blood fell one by one, and Makijuro was hooked by the beam that fell down diagonally, hanging in the air and unable to move.

Small wounds left by the blood blade can be seen on his body, and blood is dripping from them.

The red Sun Blade has returned to its original state and fell to the ground, with blood soaking the entire blade.

Although the wounds from the blood blade are very serious, the more dangerous thing is the poison attached to the blood of the evil spirit.

Once poisoned by Jifu Taro, it is fatal even if the pillar does not treat it in time.

If this continues, I am afraid that before all the blood in my body is drained, Makijuro will die.

Gulp.

His throat rolled for a while, and he swallowed the antidote pills that had been prepared in his mouth with blood foam. Makijuro recovered a little strength, barely struggled to raise his head, and looked at the ruins buried in front of him.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Huge stones kept flying from the ruins, and the tall and thin figure pressed underneath stretched his body and gradually appeared in the smoke and dust.

Da, da, da.

With steady and powerful steps and a heavy sense of oppression, Jifu Taro slowly walked out of the ruins.

Compared with before, his body was not complete at this moment. The surface of the giant bone sickle in his left hand was pitted, charred, and somewhat incomplete.

The most important thing was that the part below the elbow of Jifu Taro's right hand had completely disappeared.

The hoarse voice of the blood beast sounded.

"Compared to the pillars you ate before, you have tried very hard. I have suffered injuries that are difficult to recover from."

He pointed at the wound, leaving a circle of red scorch marks there, and the injuries left by the red knife were clearly engraved on the blood beast.

"But, unfortunately, it looks like now..."

The mad beast looked up, and Jifu Taro's expression was distorted and mocking.

"It seems that you haven't killed me yet..."