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

The sound of a savage beast rang in the forest.

Tap, tap, tap.

The six-eyed swordsman, wearing a purple snake-patterned kimono and a crimson high ponytail, slowly walked out of the dense forest.

The three people celebrating in front of the giant corpse of the Hezhe who had just been killed trembled.

Tanjiro, who had a keen sense of smell, turned his head sharply, his face solemn.

"Ghost, such a scary ghost, a smell I've never smelled before!"

"What's going on! My barrier has not been touched at all."

Yanhua Temple looked at Kokushibo in shock, and couldn't help but think of the scene with Lin Heng before.

[Cross Tail] did not give any warning at all, and the person who came was as unpredictable as a ghost.

"Kyojuro, be careful. This guy is not easy to deal with."

A fiery red mark appeared on his forehead, and Kyojuro held the Sun Blade tightly to block the two people.

"I have felt it, Upper String One?"

Kyojuro looked back and forth with six eyes of Kokushibo.

"I am Kokushibo. You look very special. What is your relationship with that Purgatory?"

If he could delay for a while, Kyojuro didn't care about chatting with the enemy.

"What? Do you want to get information about Xiaozu from me?"

Kyojuro sneered.

"Do you think I need his information? Ridiculous."

Snap——

The big eyes on his shoulders burst open, and Kokushibo's smile froze on his face.

The next moment, the terrifying killing intent rushed towards the three people and the ghost.

"It takes about five minutes to get here from the swordsmith village, and one minute has passed since I appeared."

Even though another upper rank died, Kokushibo still slowly drew out the Hollow.

The blade, handle, and hilt of this demon sword are all covered with eyeballs, as evil and creepy as his master.

"That means there are four minutes left. Can you hold on until then?"

As soon as the voice fell, Kokushibo swung the demon sword, and Tanjiro and Kyojuro's pupils suddenly widened.

Whoosh——

A purple figure flashed, and Kokushibo instantly moved behind Tanjiro.

The raised Hollow was surrounded by irregular moon-shaped blades.

"Breath of the Moon, One Form, Dark Moon, Palace of the Night."

I can feel it, but my body can't react!

Tanjiro tried desperately to turn around, but Kokushibo's movements were too fast!

"Flame sky rises!"

The red sword blocked the demon blade, and Kyojuro exerted his strength to push Kokushibo away.

"Blood Demon Art·Blood Explosion!"

"God of Fire Kagura, Round Dance!"

The attacks of Nezuko and Tanjiro followed.

However, Kokushibo, who had opened the transparent world, foresaw the future and easily avoided it.

At this time, he began to look at Tanjiro, noticed his moves and earrings, and his face was surprised.

"Breathing of the Sun? So that's how it is, I can't let you go."

The transparent world swept Tanjiro's flesh and blood, and after confirming that Tanjiro was not a descendant of his bloodline, Kokushibo had no taboos.

The silk thread turned, and Yanhua Temple reminded him.

"I will limit his movement, you all come together!"

"You dare to talk nonsense when you are not even a swordsman, kneel down."

Kokushibo just stood there and looked at Yanhua Temple coldly.

The next moment, the moonlight flashed, and the monk's legs broke and fell to the ground.

Without caring about the pain of the broken limbs, Yanhuaji retracted his hands, tightened the silk thread and shouted loudly.

"Kyojuro, did you see his moves clearly?"

The enemy did not move on the spot. Kyojuro instantly determined that it was a long-range attack, and then called Tanjiro to join him.

After being blocked by the cross tail for a moment, Kokushibo's face remained unchanged.

He waved his sword to block the attack of Kyojuro and the other man, and at the same time, he controlled the transparent crescent to sweep across Yanhuaji's body.

Swish——

The silk thread in the air fell, and the two hands equipped with the cross tail flew up, and Yanhuaji completely lost his ability to fight.

"It's a colorless crescent."

After a loud reminder, Yanhuaji lost consciousness.

Fortunately, the boundary line blocking his neck at the critical moment shattered several moon blades, otherwise he would have been headed off.

It was just over a minute at this time.

Kyojuro's face turned fierce, and he turned into a red flame dragon and rushed over.

"Nine-type, Purgatory!"

Tanjiro was also extremely angry, and directly used a high-speed combo.

"Dance of the Dragon's Head of the Halo!"

Two fire dragons attacked Kokushibo fiercely, but he just smiled.

"Breath of the Moon, Eight-type, Moon Dragon Wheel Tail."

Hyakushin swung a knife quickly, and the Moon Blade Dragon swept away everything around.

Tanjiro and Kyojuro's attacks were blocked,

The moon's call left wounds of all sizes on her body.

What no one noticed was that Nezuko quietly grew larger and appeared behind Kokushibo, and pounced fiercely.

"Nine Type, Falling Moon·Renmen."

Kokushibo didn't even turn his head back, and swung the demon sword from behind, sweeping Nezuko's head like a crescent.

A lot of blood was poured on Kokushibo, and he looked at Nezuko's flying head and said calmly.

"If it were hundreds of years ago, you would have died long ago, and you saved your life."

Ignoring the old man who was reminiscing about the past, Nezuko's pupils widened.

"Blood Explosion!"

Swish——

Purple flames ignited Kokushibo's whole body, and Tanjiro, who was repelled, rushed up.

"God of Fire Kagura, Hirin Kagerou."

The tip of Tanjiro's red sword swayed like Kagerou, creating the illusion that the blade was shortened.

Looking at Kokushibo who was standing still, Tanjiro's face was happy.

I succeeded, I won!

Swish——

The tough demon sword grew out from Kokushibo's neck, blocking the fatal blow.

"Three forms, disgusting moon, erosion."

The hollow crying god slashed out a large-scale two-hit combo, and Kokushibo looked mocking.

"Innocent, who do you think this breathing method belongs to?"

The first slash broke the red sword and tore a big hole in Tanjiro's chest.

The second slash was unavoidable.

At the critical moment, a hand pushed Tanjiro away from the side, and Kyojuro descended from the sky.

"Flame Tiger!"

"Piercing the Face·Lo Yue"

The red flame tiger pounced, and Kokushibo charged a blow. Two circles of huge blades split the flame tiger and pierced the two people behind, and a lot of smoke rose.

At this moment, only two minutes had passed.

Patting his clothes, the purple flame on Kokushibo's body was still burning.

He frowned.

"Trouble, can't the fire be extinguished if it only burns flesh and blood without damaging clothes and without burning the target to death?"

Kohushibo picked up Tanjiro's broken sword and turned to walk towards Nezuko.

"Will it continue after you die? I'm looking forward to it."

"Don't touch her..."

Kohushibo uttered a sigh and turned to look behind him.

Kyojuro, who lost his left hand to save Tanjiro, stood up again.

Although he was seriously injured, his momentum was getting stronger and stronger at this moment.

He was going to use Xiaozu's move, and the situation couldn't get any worse.

Kyojuro's expression became firm, and his remaining right hand hit his chest hard.

Boom——

Going one step further on the basis of the ultimate purgatory, Kyojuro's heart burned again, and the whole person seemed to be turning into ashes.

"Even if the heart fire is burning, we must protect everyone."

Kyojuro's pupils widened, and magma seemed to flow in his eyes.

Xiao Zu once said that in this state, he might be able to swing three swords.

"Zhong Jing Yi, Yu Lai Guang."

This was a blow that seemed like the rising sun. When he saw the light of the red sword, death had already come.

Kokushibo's pupils suddenly widened, and he only had time to raise the Hollow Crying God in his hand.

Clang——

The indestructible Hollow Crying God broke with a sound, but this bought him a little time after all.

A large row of blades grew out of his chest, and Kokushibo used his full strength to perform blood demon art to resist the red sword.

"Nice moves, I was surprised."

Touching his chest, a scar that was difficult to heal quietly cracked there, and Kokushibo was a little dazed.

"If you can hold on for a while longer, you might really hurt me. What's your name?"

However, there was no one here who could answer him.

Kyojuro fell to the ground, his whole body carbonized and black, like a piece of charred wood that had burned everything.

He overestimated his condition. With his broken arm and blood loss, he could only swing one strike at his limit.

With purple flames still burning on his body, Kokushibo came to his senses and picked up the knife that had fallen to the ground.

The carbonized hand grasped his ankle, and it broke before he could exert any force and fell to the ground.

After a moment of silence, Kokushibo looked at Kyojuro, who was unconscious but still wanted to protect everyone.

"It seems that you can't wait for the person you are looking forward to."

The repaired Hollow Crying God pierced into Kyojuro's chest.

The eyes on the blade seemed to be alive and breathing with life.

Kokushibo's eyes darkened slightly, and the blood of Muzan in his body was transferred to the opponent.

"It's a pity for a swordsman like you to die. I don't even know the name of that move."

Looking at Kyojuro, who had already begun to turn into a demon, Kokushibo smiled.

"One more minute, kid..."

Click——

The next second.

The hollow crying god responded and broke...

(Not only does Kokushibo have many skill names, but they are also very pretentious...)