Demon Slayer: The Undead Swordsman of Thunder

Under the hazy night, the dark red light was as bright as stars. In the sky, one after another, energy balls streaked across the sky like meteors, with a fierce momentum, and smashed straight towards the four people below.

Each ball of light appeared in the shape of a fist, which was punched out by Baimu in a few breaths.

They intertwined into a huge net, completely blocking this space, and there was no escape.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yiyong swung his sword in an instant, and his fighting spirit dissipated into the invisible.

"Water Breathing·Eleventh Form·Nagi!"

Tick-tock——

The sound of water drops falling into the lake echoed between heaven and earth, clear and pleasant.

In an instant, a calm lake without a trace of ripples spread out with him as the center.

After thousands of sparring with Feiyuzhen and his own understanding, Yiyong's Nagi can not only protect himself, but also protect his teammates from attacks.

Of course, if there are more people to protect, his consumption will increase exponentially, and he can only use it once a day.

"Boom boom boom——"

The violent fist winds fell like a torrential rain. They hit the ground fiercely, making earth-shaking noises, dust flying, and gravel splashing.

As the fist winds raged, huge deep pits appeared on the originally solid ground.

But this fierce attack did not hurt anyone.

Baimu narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but admire: "What a unique sword skill, this generation of human beings is really talented!"

Then, it changed the subject and said: "But you are just like this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the figures of four people emerged.

Yiyong's face was a little pale, and his breathing became much weaker.

The other three attacked Baimu without hesitation.

"As long as... it will be fine until dawn!" Yiyong muttered weakly.

At this moment, a fist of light passed through the crowd at an extremely tricky angle and rushed straight to his head.

The fist of light was extremely fast, and unless Giyuu launched Nagi again, it would be difficult for him to dodge.

At the critical moment, an arc-shaped slash wrapped in flames fell.

The half-broken Nichirin Sword forcibly split the fist wind, and Kyojuro blocked in front of Giyuu, and a hearty laugh rang out:

"I'm here, everyone, hahahaha!"

Even though he almost died just now, Giyuu still looked calm. He glanced at his watch and murmured:

"It will be dawn in about half an hour!"

"Also, thank you, Kyojuro!"

After speaking, Giyuu raised his sword and slashed at Hyakume. Kyojuro held the half-broken sword and stared at the distance, ready to support and block the sword at any time.

The five people held Hyakume back, and Touma was still fighting fiercely with Akaza.

The silver light lingering around him has turned into incandescent color. This is Fei Yuzhen's strongest form at present, Dao Breathing·Heaven Form·Golden Crow.

He has already steadily overwhelmed Akaza, but the opponent's Luo needle is very difficult to deal with.

The core of its blood demon art can sense the opponent's fighting spirit like a compass, making its own attack and avoidance actions as accurate as being attracted by a magnet.

The stronger the opponent's fighting spirit, the stronger the reaction of the Luo needle.

Unless you reach the realm of transparency, it is still difficult to behead Akaza.

Its blood demon art is specifically designed to counter fighting spirit. Even if Fei Yuzhen has used the Golden Crow and gathered the fighting spirit to the current limit, the Luo needle can still detect it.

However, Fei Yuzhen still has a way to behead the third brother. After all, he still has a trick that can instantly hide the fighting spirit.

"Fei Yuzhen, fighting with you has helped me improve quickly!"

"Are you ready to accept my latest move?"

"Hahaha!"

Ai Akaza laughed loudly, and there seemed to be fire in his eyes. It must be said that he is indeed a genius in martial arts.

"Huh?!" Fei Yuzhen's face turned black. After fighting for a long time, I became your experience bag?

Damn it!

The Luo needle under Akaza's feet shrank sharply, which was somewhat like the feeling when he launched the Destruction Killing·Final Style·Blue Silver Chaos Remnant Light.

But Fei Yuzhen could clearly feel that it was very different.

At this moment, the fighting spirit lingering around Akaza seemed to have disappeared and could not be sensed.

A flash of surprise flashed in Fei Yuzhen's eyes. Could this guy have mastered the realm of transparency?

No, no, no!

Absolutely not!

Suddenly, the Luo needle technique appeared under Fei Yuzhen's feet, and he found that he could not move.

Destruction Kill·Luozhen·Kai·Luoyin.

In an instant, a silver flower bloomed with Luozhen as the center.

Akaza's figure flashed and he was already in front of Feiyuzhen, and Destruction Kill·Destruction of the World was launched.

A violent and extremely destructive force poured out from his clenched fist like a torrent.

An ice-blue beam of lightIn the blink of an eye, the whole body of Hiyujin was enveloped.

As the terrifying energy overwhelmed him, Hiyujin disappeared, leaving no trace.

Akaza frowned, he did not feel the real impact.

Coincidentally, at this moment, a deep blue pool covered the Luozhen technique, and in the pool, the golden vertical pupil locked Akaza.

As early as the beginning, Hiyujin used the Lake Form·Yinglong.

This move even fooled Kokushibo, not to mention Akaza who was only infinitely close to the transparent realm but had not really reached that realm.

By the time Akaza reacted, it was too late, the masters fought, and it only took a day and a night.

The hot red knife drew a beautiful arc behind it, and Akaza was beheaded.

Its head rolled to the side, and its face was full of unwillingness, it was obvious that it was infinitely close to the ultimate martial arts.

Why?

Why did I lose!

This is impossible, impossible!

I just broke through the limit that has not been broken for hundreds of years.

Die?

How can I die?

Ghost, beheading, will die!

No——

I will not die, I will become stronger, even stronger!

A strong belief filled Akaza's heart. He was not convinced, and the one who should die should be Fei Yuzhen.

"Ahhhhh!"

"I will not die!"

"It's just beheading!"

Akaza roared, and the blue veins were like little snakes, crawling all over the remaining half of its head.

At this moment, the collapse of its body stopped.

It broke through the limit of ghosts.

Beheading is ineffective.

From then on, Akaza was afraid of only the sun.

The flesh in the gap of its neck squirmed wildly, and a brand new head grew out, and the half of the head that was left disappeared completely.

"Oh my god, I knew it!" Fei Yuzhen frowned. Although he knew the result, he was still very unhappy when it really happened.

There was nothing he could do about it. Akaza was not like Douma, the idiot. His inner obsession was too strong.

Destruction Killing·Ra Needle was launched.

The twelve-pointed snowflake technique appeared again. Akaza stretched out his hand, raised the corners of his mouth, and said confidently:

"Come on, we can fight to our heart's content!"

The sky was turning pale, and it was about to dawn.