Demon Slayer: The Journey That Began When I Became Yoriichi's Sister

Chapter 378 What happened?

After becoming a demon, Yuuko's swordsmanship actually continued to improve over the centuries.

I have fought against most weapons and tried them out.

No matter how you try, the best weapon for slaying demons is a sword, a slashing weapon.

Of course, a broadsword would actually be better, both in terms of strength and other aspects, as it would be more effective than a slender samurai sword.

But that's too cumbersome; unless she uses it after she's turned into a demon, it'll only be a negative boost.

As for dual swords, Yuko had naturally tried them out as well.

Although I'm not very skilled at it, it's at least good enough for cutting people.

Upon seeing the weapons that Yuko was carrying in her left and right hands, Muzan instinctively sensed danger.

That woman...did she actually have a backup plan?

Dual-wielding style...

Uzui Tengen's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, "Oh! What a magnificent ability!"

"What? Just because you're also a dual-wielder?" Shinazugawa Sanemi had been challenged by him twice, and now they were at odds.

Uzui Tengen shook his head: "It has nothing to do with dual-wielding. Don't you think it looks flashy?"

"Mmm!" Shinobu Kocho looked at Ikuko's retreating figure and nodded repeatedly.

It's so beautiful!

Sanemi Shinazugawa's lips twitched slightly: "Are you all crazy?"

Is this considered finding joy in hardship?

No, with so many reliable companions by my side, this is not about finding joy in hardship.

Yu Zihan sweated profusely: "Some of you are saying such things, so please take it seriously."

"That attack, even a slight glancing blow would have been fatal."

Yuko suddenly felt a little uneasy about this group of idiots.

Muzan's fighting strength was acknowledged by Yoriichi.

It's no exaggeration to say that even Yoriichi would have no chance of withstanding a single blow from Muzan.

It will be instantly split in two.

"Have you... finished talking?" Muzan broke through Yuko's ice barrier and walked through the scattered ice crystal fragments.

Everyone focused.

Yuko broke the silence first.

"Blood Demon Art: Blood Clotting Needle!"

Yuko manipulated the ice crystals that Muzan had shattered, causing them to turn around in mid-air, their sharp edges pointing towards Muzan, and shoot out in unison.

Muzan stood still, his tentacle whips lashing out at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, shattering the broken ice crystals into even finer pieces, as if scattering glittering dust around him.

Looking at it this way, it's actually quite pretty.

"Everyone! Charge together!"

Everyone charged at Muzan in unison.

Muzan's living space seemed to shrink as the crowd approached, but in reality, he only needed to flick his long whip to force them back.

Everyone understood the situation clearly and began slashing at the flying whip.

Kanroji Mitsuri managed to cut off the tentacle-like whip with a single stroke, but was still grazed. She exclaimed in surprise, "I couldn't cut it off?!"

She should have cut it off.

This wasn't just something Kanroji Mitsuri encountered; others noticed it too.

Sanemi Shinazugawa, who was more skilled in combat, stated bluntly: "No! It regenerated the instant it was severed!"

It's hard to imagine that this is a regeneration rate far exceeding that of the upper string.

Bear!

While Muzan was attacking everyone, Yuko slashed from behind.

Muzan sensed danger; he had never overlooked this woman.

From the very beginning, everyone else was nothing more than ants that he could crush at will.

The sparking blade aimed at Muzan's head, but due to Muzan's quick reaction, it only severed a section of his arm.

Muzan swung his long whip, forcing Yuko back.

Yuko swung the Shura Blade in her left hand. When the blade, which was wrapped in blood-red vines, came into contact with the whip, the vines broke off like water and began to corrode the whip in the opposite direction. The sharp blade then cleaved the approaching whip in two.

Muzan clicked his tongue, and the long whip automatically broke off to prevent reverse erosion. The flesh and blood of his wounded arm slowly wriggled and regenerated.

"The regeneration speed has slowed down because of the Crimson Blade!" Everyone understood this, but they couldn't activate the Crimson Blade like Yuko.

Even Himejima Gyomei, who possesses the strongest grip, was unable to activate the Crimson Blade with his bare hands.

Of course, if it were him...

Bear!

A crimson light flashed before their eyes, and everyone looked over instinctively, only to see that the meteor hammer in the hand of Beimingyu Xingming had turned red.

Yuko was shocked.

No, you don't even have a hilt!

Did you squeeze through the chain?

Is this reasonable?

Yuko naturally understood that Himejima Gyomei had the ability to activate the Crimson Blade, but she was still amazed by his stunning talent.

The markings... have already appeared.

The markings naturally appeared when there was no life-or-death crisis.

This man is indeed talented.

Muzan's pupils contracted slightly. It was that kind of weapon again. This blind monk had done it too.

Although he didn't think that these guys' crimson blades could decapitate him—no, even if they could decapitate him, they wouldn't kill him—he had to admit that this thing was dangerous, giving him the creeps.

Muzan instinctively loathed him from the bottom of his heart.

"Mr. Beiming Island?!" Those who knew his age looked at him in astonishment.

"It hasn't reached the point where you need to activate your markings yet..."

At 27 years old, once he activates his markings, he probably won't last long.

They are clearly still able to handle it.

Himejima Gyomei calmly said, "No need for further words. As long as we can defeat Muzan, everything will be worthwhile."

"Damn it! I still can't do it?!" Shinazugawa Sanemi tried again to grip the hilt tightly and activate the Crimson Blade.

But the veins on his arms were bulging, and the blade didn't even show a hint of turning red.

Seeing everyone trying it, Muzan's expression darkened.

We can't let this drag on any longer. If this continues, I don't know how many of these people will still be able to do it.

Without giving them a chance to try, Muzan took the initiative to approach the group, wielding his flesh-colored whip and sweeping them forward.

boom! !

The sonic boom exploded, and the ground cracked open in rows.

Any weapon, when combined with that speed, would be deadly.

"Snow Breathing - Thirteenth Form - Sharp Silver Slash!"

Yu Zi raised her hand to interrupt, using both swords simultaneously. One was a white silver wing slash, and the other was a blood-red slash that seemed to drag blood along it.

The double number of sword energies frequently severed the long whips, and because of the special properties of Yuko's blood and the Crimson Blade, Muzan was unable to recover quickly, and the length of the flesh whips visibly shortened.

"Now!" Everyone immediately realized that this might be their only chance to get close.

Seeing the crowd attack again, Muzan's eyes hardened; it was time.

Just as Yuko caught up with Muzan, intending to fight him while protecting everyone, the figures of everyone inexplicably fell down one by one.

"?" The sudden change made Yuko's pupils shrink sharply.

what happened?