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

The old man was in a hurry to get out of bed.

Three minutes ago.

West of the Swordsmith Village.

"Unforgivable, whoever dares to destroy the bond between me and my family will pay with blood!"

The white-clothed boy on the spider was aggressive and his words were full of resentment.

Although Hantengou couldn't hold on and chose to call for help right after the fight started, Lei, who was filled with hatred, didn't care.

The remaining Hezhe's scarlet eyes lit up, and they bombarded the center of Uzui Tengen.

The giant spider under Lei's feet was not to be outdone, and white silk threads came all over the sky.

There was no way, after opening the stripes, Muichiro's speed was ridiculously fast, and Kasumi Breathing specialized in assassins, so he couldn't catch him at all.

Only Tianyuan who stayed behind suffered a lot.

The two swords in his hands were almost smoking, and he jumped back and forth in the gap, like a man like the wind.

"Is it really okay not to support, kid? Your companions should be in a bad situation now." Tianyuan dodged and did not forget to interfere with the enemy's mentality.

"That's right, and you can't catch us at all."

Muichiro shuttled through the clouds and mist, accurately harvesting the lives of the Heger.

"Damn it, damn it."

Lei's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. The more impatient he was, the more problems he had.

The little rascal couldn't be caught at all. The big guy was a little flustered at first, but he adapted to the rhythm in a blink of an eye, and it got better and better as time went on.

In front of the two pillars who opened the stripes, the Heger army was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Snap.

The eyes of the Hantengu on his shoulder exploded, and Lei's face changed.

Because of his poor support, an upper rank has been killed!

It can't be delayed any longer!

Lei's bloodshot eyes glared, and the silk thread in his hand swung, carrying him away from the giant spider under his feet quickly.

Even if it means sacrifice, he must kill one first.

Lei shouted loudly in the air.

"Father, self-destruct quickly!"

Under his harsh command, the white giant spider suddenly shook violently, stopped moving immediately, and expanded and turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The so-called art is-

Boom--!

The spider's body, like a hill, exploded, and the huge amount of white spider silk that proliferated in its body roared and covered Tianyuan's figure in an instant.

This should be done now, Lei showed a cruel smile, but stopped the next moment.

A confident voice came.

"I heard everything gorgeously, the notes of the explosion."

The tall and strong man's figure suddenly shook, and rushed to the weakest place at a weird angle.

Tengen waved the chain in his hand, and the two Nichirin swords turned like windmills, and the secret explosives were ignited and brought colorful flames all the way.

"Breathing of sound, five forms, and playing the strings."

Under Lei's murderous gaze, Uzui Tengen collapsed to the ground panting.

Although all the explosives on his body were used up, fortunately he escaped.

"The score is complete, and you have no way to escape now."

Putting the two swords on his shoulders, Tengen staggered to his feet.

"Don't think about struggling anymore, everything is in my rhythm."

"Damn it."

Rui's face suddenly became ugly.

However, the next moment, a rampant voice sounded, and everyone was shocked.

"Really?"

In the dense forest, black thunder suddenly rose.

A dark figure rushed over under the incredulous eyes of Tengen and Muichiro.

The eyes of Xiyue, who had been hiding until now, were filled with bloodlust and tyranny. He struck a thunderbolt at the moment when Tianyuan was most relaxed.

"Have you ever heard me, Yusui Tianyuan? Four-type, Far Thunder!"

The black lightning covered his body, and the dark golden ghost blade attacked the defenseless Tianyuan's neck at high speed.

Thinking of being able to kill the once unattainable pillar, Xiyue's face showed a perverted and twisted smile.

However, time froze at this moment.

The echo of Far Thunder has not stopped yet.

Another furious thunder has been heard-

The red knife with lightning blade pattern quickly passed through the despicable sneak attacker.

The evil ghost's right arm holding the knife was broken in the thunderbolt.

Xiyue rolled to the ground in embarrassment, looking at the thin back in front of him in horror.

"You, you are..."

"Are you proud of sneaking up on others? Or do you feel excited to kill the pillars?"

The yellow-haired boy turned around, with a triangular yellow lightning pattern under his left eye.

"You are so ugly, Gyouyue. Have you ever thought about today since you killed grandpa?"

"Azuma Zenitsu

! ”

The fallen Gion screamed.

“How is it possible for you, a loser who only mastered the I-type!”

“What qualifications do you have to say that about me? I’m just a worthless upper rank who replaced me.”

Staring at the word ‘Lu’ in Gion’s eyes, Zenitsu laughed silently.

He put the red sword back into the scabbard and slowly bent his knees to accumulate strength.

It’s not enough to rely on the Thunder Breathing alone. His talent is all in the Thunderbolt Flash. He hasn’t mastered the other moves of the Thunder Breathing.

Zenitsu took a deep breath and thought of every detail of the training.

Tanjiro once taught him the ancestral breathing essentials without reservation to make up for the deficiency of the Thunder Breathing.

It must be as swift as thunder and as explosive as fire.

Zenitsu slowly lowered his head, and his leg muscles were tense as never before.

“Gion, I’m here to kill you for my grandfather.”

“How shameless! How can you, a loser, kill me?” ”

Xiao Yue staggered to his feet, and with his left hand he pulled out a dark gold ghost blade covered with thunder patterns from his flesh and blood.

“As a senior brother, I will send you and the old man to the reunion below…”

Bang——

The crisp sound of metal hitting the ground came.

The dark gold ghost blade fell to the ground, and Xiao Yue looked at the blade with some confusion on his face.

What happened?

Why did the knife fall?

Wait...

Why do I see the knife from this perspective!?

Xiao Yue’s pupils suddenly widened.

Boom——

The continuous thunder roared in his ears.

There has never been a moment...

In Xiao Yue’s eyes, the figure of his useless junior brother is so tall!

“Thunder Breathing, Seventh Form, Fire Thunder God, the sword form I created. "

The haori behind him shattered into lightning shapes, and Zenitsu looked at his senior brother lying on the ground with pity.

"You are a pitiful man, but I said I would kill you for Grandpa."

"You, you, I... damn it..."

Looking at Gyoku, he couldn't say a word and gradually turned into black smoke and dissipated.

Zenitsu sighed softly, and then a large ball of blood burst out of his right leg and fell to the ground.

"I accidentally used too much force, but I couldn't kill him without doing that. My leg seems to be useless, Grandpa."

Looking at the clear night sky, the exhausted Zenitsu looked dazed.

I don't know what happened, it seems that the air is getting colder and colder, and it seems that snowflakes are floating.

"What the hell is going on! ? "

Under Zenitsu's horrified gaze.

A huge ice lotus slowly bloomed above him, then whistled and fell, and the dark shadow rapidly enlarged in the eyes of the immobile boy.

Boom——

A deafening thunder roared, and golden lightning broke the ice lotus.

Thunder Breathing, One Form, Thunderbolt Flash!

Several figures fell from the sky.

A short old man with white hair was standing in front of the boy.

Zenitsu rubbed his eyes.

"I'm not dreaming..."

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Outside the Swordsmith Village.

Deep in the forest.

"Are you still not coming out? It's really interesting, it seems that we are the ones being treated as prey."

While saying it was interesting, Kokushibo's face was as cold as frost.

"You want to force me to show up so much, are you confident that you can beat me? The younger generation is rampant! "

The Eye of Naruto was reporting progress at all times. All battlefields except Douma were in a stalemate.

Even that rubbish Hantengu couldn't even hold him back and died directly.

Although he understood that this was because the pillars had activated their markings and red swords, Kokushibo did not forgive them.

The first of the upper ranks stood up and walked forward slowly.

"The upper ranks have also become filthy. They can't even suppress a mere human. It seems that this group of rubbish can't force the opponent's generals."

With the blessing of the transparent world, Kokushibo treated the dense threads that were enough to cut the red swords as nothing, and stepped step by step towards the three people who were celebrating the defeat of the giant evil spirit not far away.

The invisible red swords scattered behind him, turning into twelve withered and cold moonlight.

Soldiers versus soldiers, generals versus generals.

And now, the king should meet the king.