Demon Slayer: The Undead Swordsman of Thunder

Hearing this, Fei Yuzhen held the sword with both hands, placed it horizontally at his side, lowered his center of gravity, spread his legs, and looked at it with a sharp gaze.

There was no chaotic breath around him, no dazzling fighting spirit, he was like the sea surface under the wind and sun, without a trace of waves.

But under the calm sea surface, there was the most intense ocean current and the immeasurable sea water.

"Breathing swordsman, Tiandao Fei Yuzhen, please teach me!"

As soon as the voice fell, two figures moved at the same time.

At this moment, time stopped.

Looking back, one after another figures appeared behind Fei Yuzhen.

A child holding a wooden sword,

A boy holding a sun wheel sword,

A young man holding a red sword.

One after another, the figures entered Fei Yuzhen's body, and one move after another appeared in front of him, and the sun wheel sword in his hand made a cheerful buzzing sound.

Buzz buzz buzz——

With the vibration of the air, Fei Yuzhen closed his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Baimu.

At this moment, he reached the state of unity between man and sword.

Hundreds of figures swinging swords merged into one, and when the last sword fell, the golden eyes suddenly opened.

Baimu smiled, he noticed that Feiyuzhen's aura had changed, and it seemed to surpass it.

It could dodge this sword, but it didn't.

It still punched with all its strength.

With one punch, the stars in the sky were eclipsed.

The terrifying power surged out, and Kocho Shinobu, who was in the big pit, fainted directly, and she was hundreds of meters away from the man and the ghost.

Feiyuzhen, one person, one sword, one flash.

The next moment, he appeared behind Baimu.

Behind Feiyuzhen, the night sky seemed to be cut off, and the stars in the sky were bright again.

Puff——

He spit out a mouthful of blood, his body was unstable, and he almost fell down.

Baimu was stunned in place, like a stone statue, motionless.

After a few breaths, the man and the ghost turned around at the same time.

Feiyuzhen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled and stretched out his hand, saying: "I've learned a lesson!"

Hearing this, Baimu smiled bitterly, held the hand handed by his opponent, and admitted very frankly:

"I lost!"

As soon as the voice fell, a head rolled to the ground.

Baimu stared at Feiyuzhen intently, its head was dissipating, with a calm smile on its face, answering a question very formally.

"If there is an afterlife, we can be friends."

Its voice became smaller and smaller, and it sang softly: "But I... should go to... hell!"

"You are the best opponent!"

"Goodbye!"

After saying that, Baimu turned into flying ash.

Its obsession was cut off by Feiyuzhen's sword, and it could not regenerate its head.

The breeze in the mountains blew slowly, disturbing its long crimson hair.

Clang——

The long sword scabbard made a crisp buzzing sound,

This is a short farewell song.

Hundred-eye demon, the curtain falls!

Fei Yuzhen staggered towards the distance. In this battle, he went all out, respecting the hundred eyes.

He walked to the side of Kocho Shinobu, picked up the fainted her with difficulty, and sat down against the broken pit wall.

The fragrance of wisteria flowers wafted, and when he looked up, the distant sky was a fish belly white.

The sky was about to dawn.

The battle on this side ended, and the other side also entered the end.

Tanjiro, Nezuko and Mitsuri cooperated with difficulty, and not far away was Xuan Mi who fell to the ground due to exhaustion.

This night, he suffered too much damage, either a broken arm or a pierced chest. With the last self-healing, he fell to the ground exhausted.

"Cough cough cough!" Tanjiro coughed a few times. He was about to reach his limit, but this was caught by Muzan's clone.

With a bang, he was knocked away with his sword.

Tanjiro fell to the ground, gasping for breath while holding his chest, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, and five ribs were broken, but fortunately they did not pierce into the flesh.

He hurriedly took out the Three Thousand to Save Your Life and drank it, then struggled to stand up, tearing his muscles with every move.

"Ahhhh——"

Nezuko roared, she blocked a punch for Mitsuri, and then hugged Muzan's clone tightly.

Blood Demon Art: Explosion of Blood was activated.

In an instant, rose-red flames shot up into the sky and continued to burn.

After the blood demon art was released, Nezuko's body shrank rapidly and finally returned to the form of a child.

Mitsuri's eyes were filled with tears, she tightly grasped the Nichirin Sword, and shouted in her heart:

"I will never let you down, ahhhh!"

"Breath of Love·One Type·The Thrill of First Love!"

The ribbon-like Nichirin Sword snaked through the broken gaps in the blood-colored armor, slashing down with strong force. At the same time, Muzan's clone threw the last punch.

Mitsuri flew backwards, but with her extraordinary muscle density, she still blocked the punch.

"Hahaha, it worked!"

The stripes disappeared, she fell to the ground with a big laugh, and Muzan fell with herThe head of the miserable clone.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning passed through the clouds and fell on Tanjiro.

It was daybreak.

But Tanjiro couldn't be happy at all. He took off his haori and rushed towards Nezuko while spitting blood.

Finally, before the sunlight completely covered the earth, he blocked the sunlight for Nezuko.

But the dissipating body of the miserable clone moved, and it threw the last punch.

At this moment, only the Kamado siblings were beside the clone.

This punch was aimed at Tanjiro's head. If it hit, he would be dead.

"Tanjiro, run!"

"Tanjiro, run!"

Mitsuri and Xuanya shouted to remind him, but it was too late.

Tanjiro himself also realized that death was approaching, but he couldn't give up his sister, absolutely not.

At this moment, he saw his sister bending her legs against his chest.

He had guessed what Nezuko was going to do.

Don't!

No, Nezuko!

No, absolutely not!

You will die, you will die!

Tanjiro's heart was bleeding, he panicked, his mind was blank.

Nezuko's legs were straightened, Tanjiro flew up, and at the same time dodged the last punch of Muzan's clone.

This time, Muzan's clone could not move at all.

The sun corroded Nezuko's skin, and she screamed heartbreakingly.

Tanjiro lay on the grass with despair in his eyes, crying loudly.

Gradually, the screams disappeared.

Tanjiro's heart died too.

Suddenly, Mitsuri screamed, she kept pulling Tanjiro, her tone excited: "Tanjiro, look, look, look..."

"Nezuko, she...she...she's not dead!"

Tanjiro knew that Mitsuri was comforting him, but he still supported himself and sat up.

The warm sun shines on the body, the refreshing wind caresses the green grass, and the girl's sweet smile comes into view.

Tanjiro rubbed his eyes hurriedly, and looked again. Nezuko was sitting not far away, looking at him eagerly.

"I told you, I didn't lie to you!" Mitsuri patted Tanjiro on the back, which hurt him a little.

It hurts, it's not a dream!

Nezuko... she, she is still alive.

"That's great, that's great..."

Tanjiro laughed and cried.

Nezuko took off the bamboo tube, with a bright smile on her face, she moved her lips with some effort, and said sweetly:

"Brother... Brother, good... morning!"