The journey of dragon transformation starting from Demon Slayer

Chapter 163: Kill·Senior Brother

In between breaths, the yellow thunder and the black thunderstorm met instantly, and a huge roar broke out.

Seeing the momentum of the two fighting, Inosuke was about to rush forward to help, but was stopped by Tanjiro.

"Oh oh oh!! Pig Tu Meng...huh?!"

"What do you want to do, kid?"

Looking at Tanjiro who stopped him, Inosuke was a little puzzled.

Tanjiro didn't say much about Inosuke's question.

Instead, he directly waved the Nichirin Sword in his hand and jumped up high.

"Kagura, the God of Fire, Three Types, Fiery Sun Red Mirror!"

With two consecutive horizontal slashes, Tanjiro chopped the goldfish in the air to pieces. At the same time, Tanjiro shifted his attention to the pot placed in the upper passage.

"Come out! Jade Pot!"

When he heard that his whereabouts had been discovered, the jade pot slowly emerged from the pot with laughter.

"Long time no see...you three brats..."

And seeing Tanjiro helping him out of the siege, Inosuke was stunned.

"I can dodge that kind of attack myself! I don't need your help! Do you understand?!"

Looking at the furious Inosuke, Tanjiro also had a way to deal with it.

"Hi! Hi! I just think Inosuke should focus his energy on the coming powerful enemy..."

"Hmph! That's pretty much it!"

This fried pig can only be petted, otherwise it will bite people.

Inosuke who snorted clenched his two swords and threw them directly to the pot above.

"Breath of the Beast·One Fang·Explosive Throw!"

The rapidly rotating Nichirin sword rotated rapidly with strong winds that tore everything apart. It chopped the pot into pieces and got stuck on the wooden beams of the house.

The shrunken jade pot quickly emerged from the pot not far to the left in the next moment.

"You bastards never give people a chance to finish their sentences..."

"But it doesn't matter..."

"You will all die in the hands of my jade pot today..."

As he spoke, Yuhu's eyes widened and he took out the pot with octopus tentacles painted on it. The number two on the string in his eyes made Tanjiro feel chilled.

"Vampire Art·Corpus Pot Hell!"

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Looking at Yu Yue who was on par with him, Zenitsu suddenly felt extremely calm.

Unknowingly, he was able to compete with him.

This is all the credit of everyone in the Demon Slayer Corps and Mr. Brand.

Otherwise, with my weak temperament, I will not be able to persist in practicing.

It is they who encourage themselves and give themselves the motivation to move forward.

Seeing Haori's body being torn apart due to being slashed, Zenitsu also knew the fact that the opponent's slashes contained strange energy.

If it is just chopped into pieces, the clothes will not continue to shatter along with the tear marks.

This is a reminder from Brother Brand, who has been fighting with Kamejoichi for a while, and a theory drawn by the Demon Slayer Headquarters.

The ghost's blood magic is not generated randomly.

It is closely related based on personality, life experience, and things you have participated in.

Zhuo Yue's blood ghost technique is to attach the blade with a strange blood ghost technique, which makes the attack more powerful.

Just like the swordsman who became a ghost, or the warrior who became a warrior, they all made changes in their most important attack methods.

Looking at Zenitsu who had been silent since the beginning of the battle, Gou Yue had a sinister smile on his face.

"You are practicing well! You loser!"

"Thunder's Breath·Three Forms Gather mosquitoes to form thunder!"

boom! ! !

There was a crisp sound underfoot, entwined with black lightning, and the black lightning vortex turned into a black thunder and lightning vortex, running around Zenitsu.

The thunder and lightning were filled with the shadow of Yu Yue, and his laughter came from all directions around Zenitsu.

"You can't keep up with your eyesight!"

"How about that! That's how strong the winding is!"

"If you don't attack, I will attack!"

"Call of Thunder..."

Before he could finish his words, Yue Yue, who was about to use the next kata, was stunned for a moment when he saw Zenitsu who suddenly appeared in front of him and blocked his path.

"As someone who also practices Breath of Thunder, of course I know the changes in the moves..."

"Although I can't learn it, it doesn't mean I don't know..."

Looking at Yue Yue in front of him, Shanyi tightened his grip on the hilt of the knife in his hand.

'Don't feel inferior because you only know one kata! Strengthening your body is the most important thing! '

'All moves depend on whether you have a strong body. '

'Even if you only know one kata, go ahead and create it! '

'From zero to one, from one to ten! '

The last part of Zhu's guidance, the combat training with Mr. Brand, this is the evaluation given by that powerful man to himself.

"Breath of Thunder·Shape of One·Thunderbolt Flash..."

Looking at the oncoming lightning, Yue Yue also smiled crazily.

"Then you think I don't know the shortcomings of you who are just one type?"

"Thunder's Breath·Wu's Type Heat World Thunder!"

With a downward thrust, a black lightning shot out from the sword's edge.

Seeing Zenitsu coming towards him and about to hit the black lightning, the smile on Zouyue's face became wider and wider.

The next moment, the yellow thunder light changed direction the moment it met the black lightning.

There were six roars of thunder in a row, and he looked at Zenitsu who avoided the black thunder and reached in front of him from the side. Hui Yue had an expression on his face that said, "I saw you right, you are a loser."

"Thunder Breath·Two Type·Rice Soul!"

In the blink of an eye, five lightning-like black slashes were struck, completely surrounding Zenitsu's evasive direction.

It's just unexpected.

The yellow lightning that was originally rushing towards him suddenly dissipated in front of Zhuo Yue.

"nobody..."

"That trash...where did he go..."

All five attacks were in vain, and the loser who was supposed to be hacked to death by his sword had long since disappeared.

"Breath of Thunder·Eight Shape·One Thunder and Two Flashes..."

laugh! ! !

Feeling that his body was falling uncontrollably, Zhuo Yue was stunned.

Falling flat? No, it was his own foot that was chopped off!

He lowered his head and stared at the ankles that were both severed.