Naruto's Journey to Training

"Alright! Tianyuan, let's go see how the general is doing!"

Beimingyu comforted with a hint of regret in his tone.

Uzui Tengen nodded heavily, and the four of them looked at Xunri who seemed exhausted at the same time.

Xunri waved to a few people to show that he was fine.

"Go and support the others! I didn't expect these evil spirits to have spatial abilities. This is really troublesome!"

"General, let's leave one of us behind! After all, in your current state..."

Beimingyu said hurriedly, looking extremely serious. The man in front of him was someone who could fight Upper Rank Two one-on-one, and he didn't want any accidents to happen.

What's more, he really admired the boy in front of him who was almost the same age as him.

Xunri did not refuse. After all, he really didn't have much fighting power at the moment.

Seeing this, Beiminyu smiled, nodded to Kanae, and then took the other two to other battlefields.

This time, the Twelve Demon Moons have attacked, and even if the battle ends here, the Demon Slayer Corps can be said to have won an unprecedented victory.

At least the lower-rank evil spirits have been killed by the pillars of the Demon Slayer Corps, and now only the upper-rank evil spirits are left to fight.

At the same time, in the forest, Mei looked at Mingnu who suddenly disappeared with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

"Is she running away? What a cunning woman!"

After saying that, she silently removed the ability of her devil fruit.

"The things the master gave me are really useful! But they consume too much energy!"

Mei breathed slightly heavily, then looked towards other areas.

Not far away, a gust of wind was sweeping past.

Accompanied by a powerful voice.

The terrifying storm swept almost to a height of dozens of meters.

"Blade Storm!"

"Ah! No! I don't want to die!"

A shrill scream followed, and Mei couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"It seems that Fourth Junior Brother has won!"

After saying that, Mei trotted over. Soon, she saw wind blades flying all over the sky, accompanied by a flash of sharp knife light, and a strange guy with a jar as his lower body and his body stretching out from the jar, his head flew up.

Yu Hu felt his vision spinning. He didn't expect that the enemy they were facing this time would be so strange. He had clearly used the blood magic to slash the guy's neck.

But why didn't that guy die yet? Instead, a huge tornado came and the Sun Blade cut off his head.

He couldn't figure it out, he really couldn't figure it out, could it be that humans have mastered the ghosts' art of immortality?

With deep confusion, his thoughts began to stagnate, and then he fell into darkness.

Su Ye, breathing heavily, silently put the Nichirin Sword back into the scabbard.

"Fourth Junior Brother!"

Su Ye paused, and the fatigue on his face disappeared immediately.

"Second Senior Sister!"

Su Ye turned around and saw the second senior sister, who also had sweat stains on her face and her playful face was flushed.

"Second Senior Sister, you are not injured!"

Mei shook her head, "No, the female ghost I fought with was not good at attacking.

It was just a little weird, it could summon a lot of rooms and trapped me inside, but I don’t know how, she suddenly disappeared in the end! "

Su Ye breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around and surveyed the battlefield, "I'm glad that Senior Sister is okay. It seems that the battle over Junior Brother's side is over. I just don't know how Third Senior Brother and Big Sister are doing. Let's go over and take a look!"

Mei nodded heavily.

Then the two began to approach another location. However, before they could get there, the battlefield where the waves were roaring suddenly calmed down. The two were stunned and ran over quickly.

On the battlefield that looked like a small lake, a frowning man was standing on the water.

"Brother, what's going on?"

Suye kept waving and shouting.

The third brother rolled up a wave and his figure slowly floated over.

"Senior sister, Junior Brother is fine, it's just that the enemy suddenly disappeared!"

"It seems like these guys want to escape!"

There was a hint of disdain in Mei's eyes. They came with such aggressive momentum, as if they didn't even take them seriously, but in the end they ran away when they couldn't beat them. Such enemies are really weak.

Just as the three of them were communicating in a low voice.

A crisp sound of collision was heard, and the three of them looked over quickly.

Suddenly, a figure flew out from the place covered by snowflakes and slid on the ground for dozens of meters before finally stopping.

"That's... the evil spirit that was fighting with Senior Sister!"

At this time, Kokushibo's face looked quite ugly, and he looked at the heavy snow flying in the sky with serious eyes.

He actually lost the fight just now. That woman was absorbing all his knowledge about kendo at an exaggerated speed!

Facing such an enemy, Black Death Eyes only felt terrifying, because the opponent became stronger and stronger as the fight went on!

Just when he was extremely alert, the snowflakes all over the sky surged towards him again. Before he had time to respond, a cold light condensed to the extreme appeared in front of his eyes from among the snowflakes.

At this moment, time seemed to be passing very slowly. Kokushibo wanted to raise his sword to block the sudden attack, but his movements, which were always very fast, seemed to be delayed and became very slow.

Kokushibo's six eyes shrank rapidly at the same time, and he could do nothing as he saw the cold light getting closer and closer to his forehead.

Because he felt that it was not him who was slow, but everything around him, as if he and the woman were not in the same time latitude.

Feeling the cold light piercing his brow, a trembling sense of death began to spread throughout his body.

He wanted to move, but his body had clearly received the signal and had almost grasped the handle of the knife, but his movements were infinitely slowed down, and the closer he got to the cold light, the slower his movements became.

Kokushibo opened his mouth, he wanted to say something, but his lips opened and he could only utter half a syllable.

"you......."

Feeling death was approaching, Kokushibo suddenly gave up struggling. He knew that this woman would not let him go. Although he was unwilling, he accepted defeat sincerely as he witnessed this sword in the last moments of his life.

But the next moment his figure suddenly disappeared from here.

When he came to his senses, he saw an extremely gloomy face.

"Kuroshibo, what are you doing? Do you want to die?"

As Kokushibo listened to the familiar voice, a sense of horror of surviving a disaster slowly spread throughout his body, and he gasped for breath.

Although he was prepared to die, he naturally didn't want to die while he was still alive.

"I'm sorry, Master Muzan, we lost!"

Kokushibo lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Muzan's eyes. All his previous arrogance and contempt for everything disappeared at this moment. Facing Nayuki's final sword that made time stop, he was powerless to resist.

Muzan looked at Kokushibo who was lowering his head, his eyes filled with unprecedented fear.

There were eleven of the Twelve Demon Moons when they left, but only four when they came back. All the Lower Moons were dead, and there were only four Upper Moons left except Hantengu whom he killed. Among them, Upper Moon Six would have had no chance of survival if Naruto had not used the blood demon art at the last moment.

And his most capable subordinates.

Looking at Akaza who had lost both hands and one leg, and Upper Six who had not yet recovered from the shock of death.

Muzan Kibutsuji's face looked uglier than ever before, with red roots constantly popping up on his face. He wanted to kill someone, he wanted to kill these pieces of trash.

But at this moment he knew that if he killed these ghosts, he, the Ghost King, would be left alone.

With nowhere to vent his anger, he couldn't help but roar to the sky.

“Ah! Who is it! Who is it? Those strange abilities cannot be possessed by this world…”

After roaring for a long time, the depression in his heart finally dissipated slightly.

"Everyone, hide yourself now. In the next few decades, except for searching for red spider lilies, do not reveal your presence again! We are ghosts, and those people will die eventually. Do you understand?"

"Yes! Lord Wucan!"

The remaining few people responded quickly.