I'm in Zongman, if you mess with me, you'll die

boom……

It was unknown how long it had been before countless building debris spread across Tokyo, falling from mid-air, along with a large number of Demon Slayer Corps members smashing heavily to the ground like dumplings.

Those who react quickly can adjust their falling posture well, and those who don't react quickly are actually not in any serious trouble.

At a height of about two or three meters above the ground, it is difficult to cause serious injuries to people.

Yang Jian stood on the roof, watching the scene quietly. The next moment, his eyes locked on one place. He moved his feet and disappeared on the spot.

At the ruins of a building a few hundred meters away, Yang Jian stepped on the rubble and came to a half-meter thick beam. He stretched out his hand and exerted light force, and this heavy object, which required at least several adults to move, was easily moved aside.

As the debris was moved away bit by bit, a sun-wheel sword that was still emitting residual warmth came into view. This was Yang Jian's sword.

After getting his own sword back, Yang Jian disappeared again.

At this moment, on a wide street, a creepy ball of flesh seemed to have life, shrinking and expanding, and it looked like it was breathing.

This made the Demon Slayer Corps members surrounding it feel uneasy.

On the surrounding rooftops, the pillars are basically all there, except for Uzui Tengen, who probably hasn't figured out what's going on yet.

As for the pillars who participated in the battle of Infinite Castle, since their landing place was not far away, they were the first ones to arrive.

When the pillars felt the situation was getting tricky, Yang Jian's figure quickly landed beside them. He immediately gave orders to the lower-level members of the Demon Slayer Corps on the ground:

"You all stand down."

These subordinates were too weak, and the aftermath of the battle alone could cost them their lives. Such a death was completely unnecessary.

"You also stay where you are, just in case."

This time he was speaking to the Zhus who were present. When they heard Yang Jian's words, they frowned slightly. Although they also wanted to join the battle, after all, it was safer, but Ming Zhu's strength and prestige were there, so they had no choice but to nod.

Then it spread quickly and surrounded this place not far away.

As the lower-level members began to retreat and the pillars spread out to surround them, Yang Jian immediately jumped off the roof and slowly walked to the front of the meatball.

The reason why he didn't want the Zhu to participate in this battle was that at this moment they were either seriously injured or had almost exhausted all their strength.

In this situation, if Muzan seizes the opportunity, even if I am there, I cannot be sure of guaranteeing everyone's safety.

And with me here, there is no need for them to take any action. They can just watch from the side.

It can be said that Muzan is now doomed. Without Mingnu's help, even if he was split into ten thousand pieces, he would not be able to escape from Yang Jian's palm.

Not to mention, the effect of the medicine has not been broken down, and even now Muzan is still seriously injured.

Yang Jian could see clearly what was going on inside the meat ball, which was why he was not in a hurry to come over at first.

Wow...

When Yang Jian came to a distance of less than ten meters from the meat ball, Muzan inside the meat ball immediately realized that it was no use hiding like this, so he simply let go and walked out.

As the sound of flesh being torn came from the ball of flesh, soon Muzan's figure appeared at the crack. At this time, Muzan's appearance had completely turned into that of a ghost.

The limbs and the entire lower body were covered with pitch-black hair. On the hairy limbs, there were mouths of varying sizes filled with sharp teeth, and the hair also turned white.

Obviously, this is his true self.

After walking out of the meat ball, Muzan's eyes first fixed on the high-temperature Sun Blade in Yang Jian's hand. Even though he had seen it before, his pupils shrank uncontrollably. At this moment, both his body and mind were resisting the battle with Yang Jian all the time.

This person really has the ability to kill him directly without even waiting for the sun to appear.

"Damn you humans, why do abnormal humans like you appear..."

For Muzan, the current situation is simply impossible. Facing the crisis of death, the expression on his face becomes more and more ferocious, and his tyrannical nature is revealed at this moment.

The next moment, eight seven-meter-long whips grew out of his body in an instant, and a short blade similar to a dagger extended from the end of each whip.

Boom...boom...

The next second after the whip appeared, it lashed towards Yang Jian. The sonic boom produced by the attack caused the ground to crack in an instant wherever it passed, like a spider web, with a huge momentum.

Seeing Muzan's helpless and furious attack, Yang Jian smiled, held the knife in one hand and rushed forward instead of retreating.

This made the pillars who saw this scene not far away worried.

Given the speed and power of the whip, they felt it would be difficult to dodge it, and they had no confidence in even being able to resist it. Not getting hurt was already the best outcome.

Now that Yang Jian rushed in straight away, even though they knew he was very strong, they still couldn't help but get nervous. Even the Wind Pillar, the Flame Pillar and others held their swords tightly in their hands at this moment, ready to enter the scene at any time.

Obviously, everyone's worries were unnecessary. Yang Jian never showed his true fighting power in front of them from beginning to end. Even during training, facing the siege of the pillars, he only used half of his strength.

In Yang Jian's eyes, the speed of these whips was not that fast. Even if he was hit head-on, it was still unclear whether he could be injured.

Facing Yang Jian's charge, Muzan was in great trouble. His attacks could not hit this human at all. The speed he displayed was as if he was the Ghost King and he was the human, completely beyond the range of human beings.

His attack could only hit the afterimage. He couldn't even see where the human was. He could only see four or five afterimages walking towards him step by step.

This scene made Muzan panic. Under the pressure of death, he could only use all his strength to speed up his attacks and roar to vent his emotions:

"Why!"

"Why can't you damned humans just accept it like normal people!"

"It would be better to just treat the people who were killed as those who were unfortunate enough to be affected by a natural disaster!"

"Everyone who sees me keeps saying they want to avenge their dead brothers and sisters. If you don't accept that, then you damned humans are just abnormal people!"

Yang Jian walked up to him as if he was taking a stroll, and looking at the terrified Wuzan, he smiled and said:

"You haven't killed any of my relatives..."