Demon Slayer: The Tai Chi Swordsman

A smug look appeared on Yuhu's face, a sense of revenge.

Kiritani Sento threw away the two swords in his hands and grabbed Yuhu's arms tightly, fearing that Yuhu would run away suddenly.

A big question mark appeared on Yuhu's head. Is this guy mentally ill? What the hell is he laughing about?

The long silver hair swayed in the wind, and the bright red color cut through the sky with the rising sun.

The dawn light before dawn was like a sharp arrow, piercing Yuhu's body bit by bit.

At this moment, he finally knew why the swordsman laughed so proudly. The anger just now shattered his reason, and he completely ignored time.

Yuhu was anxious, and he pushed Kiritani Sento away with a roar. He ran towards the shadow of the ruins like a mad dog.

Kiritani Sento fell from the sky little by little, blood kept oozing out of his chest, and he gradually lost consciousness.

Facing two upper rank at the same time, everyone has done their best. It doesn't matter whether they will die or not. Just do your best and leave it to fate.

"Cough cough cough!" Kiritani Sento coughed weakly.

But Kiritani Sento's scarlet eyes stared at the wailing Yuhu, and the overwhelming fish formed a parasol on Yuhu.

Yuhu's body was covered with white smoke and red spots left by the burning.

Damn it, damn it!

Damn silver-haired swordsman, why does the sun exist in the world.

Yuhu completely burned, and the flames burned every cell in his body.

On the other hand, Douma's side, the water lily Bodhisattva had long disappeared, and he was nailed there by Tomioka Giyu, and his body was burned by the sun.

Just when the two ghosts were desperate, a strange pipa sound resounded throughout the mansion, and Douma and Yuhu, who were still burning, disappeared in front of everyone.

Tomioka Giyuu stared blankly at the cracked ground, his face livid.

What happened?

Gone, where did the ghost go?

But he couldn't hold on any longer and fell in the warm sunshine. Kyojuro trembled as he walked towards Kiritani Sento. He saw with his own eyes that the rabbit was pierced through the chest.

If the rabbit died, he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

Kiritani Sento was completely numb, damn it!

Damn scumbag boss, didn't he agree to squeeze employees to death!

Why did Naruto take action? This is unscientific and doesn't fit the character of the scumbag boss!

Where is the ghost pillar? Is this still the scumbag boss of the Lower String Elimination Plan?

Kiritani Sento lay on the ground in a big letter shape, with a bitter smile on his lips. He raised his right hand tremblingly, and a silver ball of light covered the big hole in his chest.

Kiritani Sento's flesh and blood was wriggling a little bit. Although he was not recovering as fast as a ghost, he was still recovering. He didn't want to die before he could accomplish his mission.

Kyojuro used up his last bit of strength to come to Kiritani Sento. Kiritani Sento turned his head and sighed.

But he laughed immediately. After all, it was not easy for everyone: "Brother, I can't die. Have you forgotten my healing skills?"

Kyojuro breathed a sigh of relief and fell directly beside Kiritani Sento. The spots at the corners of his eyes gradually faded, and the originally thumping heartbeat returned to normal.

He whispered to comfort: "Rabbit, don't worry, learn from experience!"

"At least, we broke the situation that has not changed for hundreds of years!"

"Yes, there will be a second time after the first time, and then countless times!"

As a natural optimist, Kyojuro was not discouraged by this difficulty.

Because the sun was out, all the blood demon arts were lifted, and Kiritani Sento's Pisces turned back into a sword, but he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

About an hour later, the loud crow's cry broke the quiet atmosphere.

The members of the Hidden Cult quickly ran into the territory of the Eternal Paradise Cult. They were in groups of two, carrying a stretcher to Kiritani Sento and others.

Kiritani Sento sat up with his last bit of strength, and what came into view was Kaoru running to Tomioka Giyuu in a hurry.

"Mr. Giyuu, are you okay!"

Tomioka Giyuu didn't say anything. Kiritani Kaoru put his finger on Giyuu's philtrum and was relieved to find that he was still breathing.

Damn Giyuu, that's my sister!

Kiritani Sento fainted because of excessive physical exhaustion.

Inu, who was in charge of Kiritani Sento, shouted, "Hurry, hurry, Hitomi has fainted!"

"Lord Kaoru, he has fainted!"

When Kaoru heard that her brother had fainted, tears immediately welled up in her eyes. She quickly came to Kiritani Sento and used her healing skills.

Unexpectedly, Kiritani Sento suddenly opened his eyes, which scared Kiritani Sento.

Kiritani Sento teased weakly, "You have a man and you forgot that I am a little girl.!"

Finding that her brother was fine, Kaoru Kiritani burst into tears of joy, blushing and saying, "Brother, you scared me to death!"

"This joke is not funny at all!"

Kiritani Sento nodded, raised his hand and gently touched Kaoru Kiritani's little head.

"Your brother, did I miscalculate?"

"I didn't kill any upper-rank!"

Kiritani Kaoru tightly held her brother's trembling hand, her smile was like the sun in the sky, she imitated her brother and patted his head, saying softly, "Brother, you are the best, whether it's you or big brother Kyojuro, Mr. Giyuu, Mr. Fuzugawa or brother Obanai!"

"Everyone is waiting for you to come home! "

Two lines of tears flowed down Kiritani Xun's fair cheeks. She had been worried about her brother and Mr. Yiyong, and now she could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

...

There was a wooden building hidden in the bottomless underground. The blood-stained mahogany was arranged in a disorderly manner. There was no ceiling or floor here. The whole building was like an intricate maze.

Because all the rooms have their own arrangement, four winding vermilion corridors converged to one point.

It was a small platform of more than ten square meters, There was no support under the platform, but it was floating steadily in the air.

Douma and Yuhu, who had been burned to charcoal by the sun, lay quietly on the small platform, like dehydrated fish.

Following Douma's gaze, a woman with gray skin was sitting on a smaller platform.

The woman held the zither with her left hand and a plectrum made of human bones in her right hand. Her long black bangs hung down from her side face, and her strange single eye was looming in her hair.

Douma smiled and said, "I'm saved, I'm finally saved. Thank you, Mingnu!"

Mingnu said nothing, but gently plucked the blood-colored strings, and then the entire underground castle began to rotate.

However, no matter how the surrounding buildings changed, Mingnu's place was the only one that remained motionless, and where she was was the center.

Suddenly, the grainy sound of the pipa sounded again, and Douma and Yuhu were also buried in the shadow.