Anime: Fight Sukuna at the beginning?

The second one of the winding strings: Tong Mo stood in front of this house and did not choose to break into the door, but instead knocked on the door politely, like a normal visitor.

But on the quiet street, at this moment when it was almost dawn, a man with clothes splashed with blood, standing beside him, two burly coachmen knocking on the door, which always makes people feel a little cunning.

It's more like the feeling of a bad guest coming to collect debts, or the evil ghost coming to seek life.

The driver next to him was a little confused and was thinking about what kind of person it was in this house, and the big man who was worth picking up and dropping off to make such a gesture. At this point in time, knocking on the door overnight.

But obviously judging from this simple and somewhat dilapidated residence and the bad face of the ancestor of the church, it is not the distinguished guests here but the person who wants to "invite".

When the two of the winding strings, the two-year-old boy knocked on the door politely several times without any response, and the rhythm of knocking on the door gradually became irritable, the driver began to use his brain to prepare to exert his subjective initiative.

It is not a big deal to be able to get from a basic salary thug to a gold medal thug. Observing words and expressions is a basic skill.

The burly coachman began to think.

"The master's family paid a lot of money, which was more than three times higher than the rewards offered by the woman who broke into the door and caught the woman. He even said that all the conditions of this ancestor of the church were met.

"It's time for me to take action. I'm very good at breaking into the door and being a villain.

"It's time for me to do good things when the 'reckless man' like me!"

This passage flashed through his mind, and the evil slave spoke while Tong Mo knocked on the door.

"Sir, this family is a little ignorant of the current affairs, and they are so negligent when facing you.

"I think it's better to break the door directly and I'll catch him for you myself.

"You retreat. My body is not in vain. I am familiar with this life. I can break this door in three strokes.

Looking at Tong Mo nodded, the evil slave rang three times, but the seemingly dilapidated door was not broken by him.

The evil slave's face turned black and blue, obviously a little uneasy, and asked Tong Mo tentatively.

"Sir, this man held something behind his back and even inserted a door bolt.

"The courtyard wall is not high, I jumped in, moved it away and pulled the door bolt open?"

The response to him was the two iron fans that Tong Mo suddenly appeared in his hand, as well as the ice crystals that sprinkled out of it.

“My patience has been exhausted!

"Just use the easiest way."

【Virus Technique·Frozen Cloud】

As the children's iron fan was waving, the air was filled with a lot of ice crystals, just like the clouds surrounding me when climbing a mountain, and it was like a heavy fog that was within one meter of people and animals after rain.

Of course, what is different from the two is that a chill that seems to freeze everything is transmitted throughout the body.

So much so that the slave was still thinking about what he should do before he was swept from the iron fan of the child.

Tong Mo tweaked an iron fan on his hand and exerted force on his wrist. The burly slave's frozen body flew out like a bullet and hit the door that had a layer of frost.

When the two collided, they made a crisp sound like chopsticks breaking and a clear sound of breaking ice.

The door that this burly slave couldn't open just now suddenly became broken like a shattered mirror.

A biting chill poured in from the break, and the words "winding" and "two" appeared on Tongma's eyes.

The second person in the winding string covered his mouth with an iron fan and slowly walked into the house, stopped in the courtyard, and began to observe possible enemies.

It felt like it was being peeped. It looked around but did not see any enemy. It was only the tightly closed door in front of it and the vague crows screaming from above its head.

Another slave who was a coachman was trembling beside the carriage. Seeing Tong Mo step into the house, the fear that surged in his heart had overcome the temptation of triple salary.

He stood up, turned his head and saw Tong Mo facing away from him, ready to run away, but his body did not move.

【Virus Technique·Manlianhua】

The iron fan in the middle of the courtyard waved again, and the falling ice crystals turned into two long snakes, as flexible as the tentacles on some sets, flexibly burst out, flexibly rushing out of the home trying to escape from the scene. The slave turned around.

The two ice snakes exerted a little force, as if they were shooting a catapult, and shot the burly man who had turned into an ice sculpture towards the closed door in the courtyard.

The ice sculptures moving at high speed collided with the closed door, causing a sound of silk thread breaking. The next moment the room was filled with rising flames and shrapnel flying out of the explosion.

The shrapnel that was flying towards it at high speed was not fast in Tongmo's eyes, but it sensed a threatening breath from it for a long time.

Facing the flying shrapnel and the continuous explosions in the courtyard like firecrackers, a disdainful smile appeared on Tong Mo's pale and weird face.

"Which idiot has set up a very clumsy trap?

"How can such a boring attack hurt me at all?

"I used a trap once on Heiheimu, and my Tongma was hit by it again, that would be extremely stupid!"

【Virus Technique·Snow in the Dry Garden】

Contrary to the disdainful and confident tone on his lips, the second one put out all his energy to deal with the attack seriously.

Tong Mo quickly waved the two iron fans on his hand, and the ice crystals that gushed out of the fan surface made it protect the ground from airtight.

The frost created by the blood ghost technique turned into a natural chasm, fixing the threatening shrapnel flying into the icicles generated out of thin air, and all the shock waves brought by the explosion blocked.

As the explosions ended one after another, Tong Mo stopped waving the iron fan in his hand. The entire courtyard was covered with frost, and the big tree that was lush and leaves in the courtyard was embraced by three people, turned into a beautiful ice sculpture, the entire residence. It instantly turned into an ice hell.

The second one of the winding strings: Tong Mo breathed a long breath and felt that his physical strength had been consumed a lot.

One of the windings last night, the incident where Hei Shimu attacked the enemy's stronghold but was seriously injured by a strange bomb, made Tong Mo feel very vigilant about the possibility of the ghost killing team setting up a trap when he carried out this operation to capture the Flame Column.

Therefore, it decisively used the two coachmen sent by the believers as shields and conducted a "shot of the stone to ask for directions".

The effect is also very gratifying. It successfully avoided an ambush that could cause it to be seriously injured.

[The people who set up the trap have something, but not many of them. I just need to take a little action to resolve the opponent's offensive]

When confirming that there was no one in the house that it was looking for, the anger on Tongmao's face was even more visible, as clearly as the chill in the courtyard, but the movements of his mind and hands were full of rationality.

It waved the iron fan in its hand, and in an instant, it took out a frozen shrapnel from the icicles rising from the ground, and prepared to place it on its hand to carefully observe the enemy's use to ambush itself and bring threats. arms.

Tong Mo stretched out his left hand and gently touched the shrapnel, and felt a sense of corrosion. Several powerful poisons seemed to be attached to it, and just touched it brought extraordinary lethality.

If such shrapnel flew into your body, your combat effectiveness would decline sharply in a short period of time, giving the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer a chance to take advantage of. Unfortunately, no matter how cunning the rabbit is, it is not as good as the experienced hunter.

The second person in the winding string expressed his disdain for the enemy while thinking.

"Is this the enemy's newly developed poison?

"It seems that it has the ability to kill ghosts, so it seems that we should be more alert to this hidden enemy.

"The person who commanded the Demon Killing Team is interesting. It seems that the swordsmen here have been transferred early and have set up a trap that they think is seamless."

During the time of thinking, the child walked out of the courtyard.

There is no living person in this residence, and staying there is basically a waste of time.

Looking at the carriage that was no longer driven, Tong Gang stopped for a second, then inserted his fingers from his temples like chopsticks into tender tofu, and inserted them into his head.

As if you do a good job of mixing the granular drug with water, start stirring it in your brain with your fingers.

As this strange picture lasted for several seconds, Tong Mo successfully awakened the remaining memories in his brain in this way.

I successfully recalled the number and direction of the carriage turning when I came, and restored how I should return to the site.

As Tong Mo pulled out his fingers, the blood hole in his head also recovered, and a cunning smile appeared on its face again.

“My believer doesn’t look reliable.

“I spent an unpleasant night thanks to this unknown enemy, and now it’s almost dawn.

"This time I'll eat a few more people when I go back and replace a few 'waste' at the same time."

Tong Mo had instantly decided the fate of the middle-aged man and rushed to the position of the position with his body.

The clone ghost on the courtyard wall in the distance took in all the sight, and then disappeared under a wave of space.

After the clone ghost disappeared, the crow that had been flying in the air for a long time dared to land on the ground for a while, but the crow turned into a cold air and flew up immediately.

"This ghost is scary, but unfortunately, as Lord Fang Yi said, his brain doesn't seem to be very good and not very smart.

"My mission is completed, it's time to withdraw."

——

Purgatory Apricot Rou looked at himself as weak and covered with scars a few minutes ago, but now he had recovered his hands completely.

There is also the Purgatory Chishouro who was full of fighting spirit in front of him, but he still couldn't believe what he had happened tonight. In his mind, there was still a fantasy experience tonight.

Shortly after nightfall, there were rapid and loud knocks on the door and loud shouts in his ears, and even with his eardrums damaged, he could vaguely hear them on the bed.

Purgatory Atsushiro touched the knife with his weak body and began to think about whether it was a ghost outside the door that could bring hallucinations or a ghost that could imitate the sound.

As for the possibility of being a real brother outside the door, Purgatory Apricot has never considered this possibility.

His thoughts were also very simple.

“It is impossible for my brother to appear here at this point in time.

"How could I know that I am here when the swordsmen of the ghost killing team didn't even enter the door during the day?

“Just just after nightfall, there was a cry. Obviously, there was only one possibility, and these sounds were all brought by ghost blood ghost techniques.

"But since the other party did not break into the door directly, but used a trick, it means that the other party is not strong, I am not without a glimmer of hope."

After completing the analysis of the strength of the "enemy", Purgatory Atsuru began to think about how to kill this "ghost" while saving the old lady's life.

But the subsequent ravens of the ghost killing team that flew into the courtyard made all his thoughts vague. The sound of the message that was so familiar that it could not be more familiar made Purgatory Atsushiro realize that this might not be a dream or a ghost. The hallucination created.

He walked out of the courtyard and happened to see Fang Yi climbing over the wall and Kanroji Mitsuri, who pretended to be terrified and was held by Fang Yi in a princess hug.

This handsome swordsman, who had a good impression on him when he first met him, made Rengoku Kyojuro's somewhat cold heart burn again with just one sentence.

"I, Fang Yi, the current leader of the Demon Slayer Corps.

"I brought a plan to restore your body and a chance to kill the Upper String Two.

"Would you like to join our plan and make a little contribution to killing the Upper String Two?"

The calm and charming tone uttered arrogant words and incredible goals that were like a fairy tale.

But the strong fighting spirit that Rengoku Kyojuro sensed from this swordsman indirectly confirmed that the other party was not lying.

[If it is such a strong man, killing the Upper String Two should be a piece of cake. 】

He put the broken Nichirin Sword into the scabbard, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and gave his answer.

"As a 'Pillar', how can I avoid the task of slaying demons?

"Thank you for your help, sir, but I'm afraid my injuries won't heal in a short time.

"I heard Senjuro's voice, is he here too?"

The leader of the Demon Slayer Corps, who called himself Fang Yi, shook his hand and responded.

"With the addition of Mr. Rengoku, it's like adding wings to a tiger.

"With the three 'Pillars' and me, this Upper Rank Two will have no chance of escaping tonight."

[Three 'Pillars'? Is the remaining one Fuzugawa Genya, Gyoumei Sadomasaka, or Tomioka Giyuu?]

As Kanroji Mitsuri pulled out the bolt, Rengoku Kyojuro saw a familiar figure, but he was wearing a somewhat unfamiliar haori.

Rengoku Kyojuro's face was instantly filled with disbelief, and at the same time turned into deep confusion.

"Senjuro, why are you wearing a 'Pillar's' haori?

"The remaining 'pillar' won't be."

The answer was given by Rengoku Chijuro with some excitement.

"Yes, brother, I am a 'pillar' now.

"Tonight, we will kill this Upper String Two together with Lord Fang Yi."

Hearing this, Rengoku Kyojuro felt that he must be crazy, or the world was crazy.

——

In an alley near the Eternal Paradise, at dawn.

Rengoku Kyojuro was "interrogating" his brother.

"So you are saying that with the help of Lord Fang Yi, you entered the [Breath of Fire] one day, and fought Upper String Five the next night.

"And then in the evening, you killed Lower String One with a flash of inspiration?"

Looking at Rengoku Chijuro who nodded, Rengoku Kyojuro supported his head, feeling that his brain had received too much incredible information at once, and was on the verge of death, and needed to rest.

Just now, the other party indicated Rengoku Chijuro to control his weakness, turn himself into a demon, replenish blood to recover from injuries, and then pour the milky white gel into his mouth to turn back into a human. This experience was enough to challenge his cognition.

Then, under the auspices of Fang Yi, a battle rehearsal against Upper String Two was conducted as if he had read a script, and the time and location of the Upper String Two were given.

At the same time, several sets of response plans corresponding to different situations were taken out, which made Rengoku Kyojuro feel that Fang Yi's main profession should not be a swordsman, but a [prophet].

And now, through his brother's narration and the opponent's strong [Breath of Fire], Rengoku Kyojuro felt that the opponent had to add a secondary profession related to teaching.

He couldn't help but make a conclusion.

"Master Fang Yi, it's like he was given the mission of exterminating demons, a natural [demon slayer].

"Or the kind of person sent by God to guide us forward as recorded in various ancient books.

Unexpectedly, Rengoku Chijuro shook his head and refuted his brother.

"In my opinion, it is not that Lord Fang Yi was given the mission to exterminate demons.

"It is that the demons stood on the opposite side of Lord Fang Yi, and the fate of defeat was already determined."

After experiencing several battles, commanding the search for people, and the mock battle of Upper Rank Two, Rengoku Chijuro seems to have a deeper understanding of exterminating demons.

"Lord Fang Yi's Nichirin Sword has not changed color so far, but his sword skills are so exquisite that I cannot describe it. The legendary [marks] have not appeared on his forehead so far.

"But so what? It is because of killing demons and making demons feel afraid that he became a [demon slayer], not because Lord Fang Yi was destined to become a [demon slayer] when he was born.

"Just like becoming a 'pillar', it is because he killed countless demons and saved countless people that he can be called a 'pillar'. "

Looking at the gradually brightening sky, Rengoku Chijuro's expression became more and more determined. At this moment, there was no more impetuous air on his face, and his childishness faded away.

"Although I have the title of 'Pillar', my contribution is far less than that of my brother and Lord Fang Yi.

"My strength is not as good as other 'Pillars', but even I can make the contribution I should make. Although the light from the torch is weak, it can dispel a little darkness.

"I will follow Lord Fang Yi to the end of this war to kill demons and burn my soul."

Rengoku Chijuro stood up, checked his sword and clothes again to make sure nothing was missing, and then uttered a few more 'arrogant' words.

"Upper String Two is just a big stone blocking the way in this war to kill demons. We have to move it under the leadership of Lord Fang Yi before dawn.

"Let's go, brother, go and kill demons.

"We have to make our contribution in this battle!"

Rengoku Kyojuro was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled with relief at his 'strange' brother in front of him.

"Okay, let's do it."

Fang Yi, who was watching Upper String Two · Douma enter the branch base, motioned to Kanroji Mitsuri to follow him.

But he didn't expect to hear an unexpected system prompt.

[Rengoku Chijuro has learned the derivative skill [Burning Heart] under the influence of your [Diligent Learning], and you have a better understanding of the skill [Burning Heart]. ]

Fang Yi resisted the urge to scratch his head and complained silently in his heart.

[What has Chijuro imagined about this damn talent? ]

At this time, there are still ten minutes before the sun rises.

——

At the same time, the branch base of the Eternal Paradise Cult.

Upper String Two · Douma, sitting on a gorgeous futon, looking at the kneeling ice sculpture below, the anger in his heart has not dissipated.

"Waste, who told you to send those women to the temple?

"Don't you know that I want to make these lovely female believers merge with me here?"

But the middle-aged man who had become an ice sculpture in front of him obviously couldn't answer his words.

Even if he could answer this loyal believer of the Eternal Paradise, Douma's female supplier had to refute.

"Didn't you just agree that I would send women to the temple according to the usual practice?"

But it was obvious that following the boss Douma, willing to be an accomplice to the evil, it was only a matter of time before he would end up like this.

Upper String 2 Douma moved his body, and he always felt that the luxurious futon under him was a bit uncomfortable.

He added another sentence.

"Waste! He couldn't even choose the futon well."

But he didn't expect that a strange man's voice came from the room.

"I think it chose this futon well.

"Good morning, Upper Rank Two·Douma, you probably won't live to see the sun rise."

Douma stared at the handsome man in front of him and the female swordsman beside him, and two iron fans appeared in his hands instantly, and his moves were killing moves.

[Blood Demon Art·Winter Icicles]

A sharp icicle instantly appeared above Fang Yi's head, falling like a sword formation of ten thousand swords returning to their roots, rushing straight towards Fang Yi and Kanroji Mitsuri, blocking the two's route forward.

The two looked at each other and made a division of labor.

Fang Yi rushed with a knife, and Kanroji Mitsuri waved a soft knife, the snake-like blade exuding a scorching breath, smashing all the icicles falling from the sky, protecting Fang Yi forward.

Seeing that the two were about to get close, Douma was not nervous at all.

[Blood Demon Art·Frozen Clouds]

The iron fan was waved, and the distance between Douma and Fang Yi was covered with tiny ice crystals like clouds and mist, trying to block the sight of the two.

Douma, who performed this move, breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that once these swordsmen inhaled the tiny ice crystals created by his blood demon art, their alveoli would die, and the [breathing method] used by these swordsmen in combat would be difficult to continue.

The opponent could only choose to keep a distance, otherwise they would die in a few seconds facing the pervasive ice crystals.

A mocking smile appeared on his face, and he said to the enemy covered by fog.

"It's a good idea, but unfortunately you are not strong enough. The act of talking before a sneak attack is a privilege unique to the strong.

"Unfortunately, you don't have this strength.

"Are you the legendary swordsman? There is a gap between your strength and what I expected."

What answered Douma was a strong wind brought by a fist that blew away the frozen clouds, and two sun blades that were waved after being blown away by the wind.

"When did you have the illusion that I couldn't solve your blood demon art.

"Evil ghost, you are a little too confident. "

Looking at the two waving sun blades and the opponent's fist that dispelled the blood demon art, Douma's smile became even bigger.

"I give you this sentence exactly as it is.

"When did you get the illusion that I was just sitting there waiting to die?

"I was not idle when my blood demon art obscured my vision! ”

Several ice men created by [Blood Demon Art·Crystallization of the Child] behind Douma waved their fans at the same time, using the same blood demon art as Douma.

[Blood Demon Art·Scattered Lotus] x3

As the small fans in the hands of the ice men waved, a large number of tiny ice petals attacked the two. Each petal created out of thin air was as sharp as a blade, vowing to take the lives of the two.

As a last resort, Fang Yi and Kanroji Mitsuri had to stop their offensive and retreated to try to dodge the attack.

Douma glanced at the Purgatory brothers attacking from two directions behind him, and laughed out loud.

"I forgot to tell you that these ice men created by my blood demon art can release blood demon art with the same power as mine!

"The four 'pillars' are really good at attracting my attention and creating opportunities for sneak attacks for my teammates while I am using my blood demon art.

"What a good strategy, but I am the least afraid of being besieged by the weak! "

Waving the iron fan, Douma once again used the blood demon art that made people feel a little desperate, and at the same time said a mocking sentence.

"As long as you still use the breathing method and rely on the Sun Wheel Sword to kill me, you can't beat me!

"Just now, these villains just released the blood demon art, and I haven't made a move yet!"

[Blood Demon Art·Frigid White Princess]

Douma waved the iron fan in his hand, creating two ice lotuses in the form of girls, and blew out freezing air from his mouth, bringing bone-chilling cold, causing a large area of ​​freezing on the road where the Purgatory Brothers were moving forward, and successfully forced the two to retreat.

But he didn't expect that while the two dodged, they threw out the burning Sun Blade in their hands.

Douma watched the gap between the use of blood demon arts, and once again waved the soft knife to help Fang Yi resist the little ice man blood demon art, and Fang Yi who was running towards him, and he had already seen through the enemy's plan.

[One target is my head, and the other is far from accurate. These two are feints. The real killer move is the man who knows the fist force! ]

The iron fan in both hands waved continuously to use [Blood Demon Art·Deep Garden Snow], one hand blocked the burning Sun Blade that was heading straight for his head, and the other hand forced Fang Yi's attack back again, and made an ice pillar to block Fang Yi's slightly crooked fist force.

Seeing that the offensive was completely resolved by himself, Douma made an evaluation of the enemy.

"Your fist force is far less accurate than that little brother's Sun Blade.

"A warrior who has practiced the fist force is also good at swordsmanship. It's really a rare genius!

"It's a pity that you can't get close to me. All this is in vain."

The answer was Fang Yi who moved forward again, and there were some strange movements under him.

"Is there a possibility that our target is not you?

"Goodbye, Upper String Two. "

As Fang Yi spoke, the futon beside Douma exploded, and the flying shrapnel was exactly the one that Douma was very familiar with, the poisoned shrapnel that was extremely threatening to demons that he had just checked in the empty house.

At such a close distance, the shrapnel flying from the burning Sun Blade and the [Stinger No. 1] detonated by the fist with the energy of [Breath of the Sun] made it impossible for Douma to dodge.

In a hurry, it had to use the iron fan to physically block several shrapnel to reduce the damage it suffered.

As several shrapnel were inserted into his body, Douma felt his body sink, his brain gradually became fuzzy, and several small ice men created by [Blood Demon Art·Crystal of Miko] also collapsed because they could not be maintained.

In desperation, Douma still did not give up, and was still thinking about his own plan to win.

"I can still become stronger, I haven't lost yet!

"Luckily, I have come into contact with these poisons before, so I have a certain resistance. The iron fan blocked most of the shrapnel, so the amount of poison injected into my body was not enough!

"As long as I can hold on for a few seconds, I can use [Blood Demon Art·Crystal Son] again to create a small ice man, force these swordsmen back, and buy time for me to decompose the poison!

"Even with this broken body, I can use [Blood Demon Art·Mist Ice·Water Lily Bodhisattva] to hold on for a few seconds, but the power is reduced!"

Douma's body could no longer support it to stand, but in desperation, it used all its strength to wave the iron fan again, using the stunt that it thought could turn the tide of the battle.

[Blood Demon Art·Mist Ice·Water Lily Bodhisattva]

As the iron fan was waved, the ice quickly condensed, and in an instant, a lifelike ice Bodhisattva rose from the ground.

The huge body of the ice Bodhisattva instantly broke through the roof and turned into a majestic Buddha, as if it had fallen from the sky, bringing endless pressure.

With the appearance of the ice-cast Buddha, the knife he swung down contained unparalleled power, freezing everything wherever it passed, bringing endless despair to the enemy.

The ice crystals spewing out of his mouth were like a waterfall, blocking the advance routes of all enemies, forcing people to dodge and feel cold in their hearts.

Douma looked at Mitsuri Kanroji who was forced to retreat, the brothers of Purgatory who retreated to the corner, and Fang Yi who did not retreat but advanced, with a smile of victory on his face.

"Stupid swordsman, even if you have fists to clear the way, the cold is everywhere, it will soak into your internal organs and finally freeze your limbs.

"When you walk in front of me, this human body has lost the strength to chop off my head.

Looking at Fang Yi who rushed in front of him, as he expected, his body was already stiff and about to lose the ability to move, Douma's face was full of pity.

"Swordsman, the human body is so fragile that the alveoli begin to be damaged when you inhale the cold air.

"The more you use breathing techniques to speed up blood flow, the faster you will die if you want to kill me.

"I am the mountain you cannot cross!"

Dou Ma used his body, which had slightly recovered its mobility, to raise the iron fan and wave it at Fang Yi.

"Goodbye, smart swordsman whose name is unknown. You are really good, with both brains and strength. You want to kill me with your life, or delay for another ten seconds and wait for sunrise.

"Unfortunately, your human body is the biggest flaw! You can't kill me and you can't delay sunrise!

"I will kill you and then immediately hide in the shadows to live, and you will die with regret!"

"I won this battle after all."

Dou Ma said goodbye to the enemy, but suddenly found that Fang Yi did not lose his strength as he expected.

The enemy's body, which should have been frozen and torn by the iron fan, showed signs of rapid regeneration.

In response, the other party's eyes became somewhat bloodthirsty, the Nichirin sword in his hand chopped towards his neck, and the farewell words uttered from his mouth.

"You are right, so I changed my body.

"As long as I can kill you, I will not hesitate to become a demon!"

The last picture in Douma's eyes was the upside-down world, and Fang Yi's hideous face bathed in the sun.

"I died?"

"Died at the hands of weak humans?"

"No, he is a demon who is not afraid of sunlight. It is not unfair for me to die at the hands of such a creature.

"Master Muzan Kibutsuji should have seen it, so my death is worthwhile.

Douma's head fell to the ground and uttered the last words.

"Master Muzan Kibutsuji will kill all of you!"

Fang Yi kicked Douma's head into the sunlight, accelerating its disappearance, and said a few harsh words.

"Wrong, I will kill it and change this world with evil spirits.

"Your Master Muzan Kibutsuji will go to hell with you in a few days!

"No, your Master Muzan Kibutsuji will go to a place more terrifying than hell!"

Through the vision of the crow, it was observed that the clone ghost created by the disappeared Upper String Four, Naruto, disappeared with the fluctuation of space.

Fang Yi said in his heart.

"I've 'really' shown you all my 'trump cards', Liao Lin and Muzan Kibutsuji!"

"The trait of [Demon Slayer] brings the use of [Muzan Kibutsuji's blood] to automatically transform into a demon that is not afraid of sunlight, and the fist force, these are all my 'trump cards'."

"There are also several kinds of poison bombs targeting demons, these are all my 'trump cards'."

It's the sixth day since Fang Yi entered the scene. At this moment, the sun has just risen, and Douma, the second of the upper rank, has died.