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"Pfft-"

The dagger landed precisely on the neck, tearing the tough skin apart.

Driven by inertia, the head rolled forward.

"my body..."

Yaba Yu, who had lost his body, suddenly began to look around.

All he could see was his body falling down, spurting blood.

The girl behind him calmly put away her dagger.

And headed towards Zhushawan.

After landing, his head lay on the ground on its side.

I happened to see a violent storm attacking in the distance.

Muzan Kibutsuji was completely unable to fight back and could only float in the air.

The powerful whip was unable to hit the opponent at all.

All counterattacks are in vain.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

Yaba Yu vaguely saw the young man's fist landing on the adult.

There is a faint white light.

And as the adult healed, he swallowed it into his body.

"Master Wuhan, run away..."

Having lost his mouth, Yabaha can only use his eyes to convey his wishes.

Consciousness gradually faded.

"So strong... That Muzan Kibutsuji was completely powerless to fight back!"

Rengoku Makijuro cleared out the demons in front of him, and then looked towards the most important battlefield.

The Demon King who has a thousand-year-old grudge against the Demon Slayer Corps.

But now it is like a toy.

It almost made him feel that Muzan Kibutsuji was just a name in name only.

But that waving was completely invisible.

It shattered the air and made a thunderous sound.

A thorn whip that tears a large piece of the earth.

But it reminded Rengoku Makijuro.

If I were hit, a piece of my body would definitely be torn off.

08 "His taijutsu is very powerful. Muzan Kibutsuji's attacks were disrupted by his attacks."

"This created a situation where the noise was loud but the target was missing."

Uzui Tengen also finished his battle at this time and walked over and said.

All the powerful ghosts were taken over by that group of people.

They had no choice but to go and wipe out the group of lower-level ghosts.

Because of this, I still have the energy to look around.

"Muzan Kibutsuji's recovery ability is simply terrifying."

Fuzukawa Miya also walked over and looked at the battlefield in the distance.

Natsume Yu is extremely powerful, every attack.

They can all break Muzan Kibutsuji's bones.

The internal organs turned into meat paste.

But this would be fatal to ordinary people.

But the ghost king recovered in just a moment.

This recovery ability is beyond the reach of even the previous Upper Six.

Cooperating with those several thorn whips.

With the current strength of himself and others.

It is extremely difficult to defeat him.

It was not until this moment that Fuzukawa Minoru realized it more clearly.

How powerful is Muzan Kibutsuji.

I have always wanted to find Muzan Kibutsuji.

Thus destroying himself.

That confidence, now thinking about it, was extremely dangerous.

"Yes, if it weren't for Huazhu's luck."

"Perhaps it will take five years, and a heavy price to pay, to end this evil relationship."

Beiming Island Xingming clasped his hands together and thought of what Kanae Kocho had said about the ending five years later, and he couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

"What a shame~ It seems there's no way to get that ghost to use his full strength."

At this time, Denise had already put the greatsword on her back and smiled as she looked at the battle not far away.

That relaxed and comfortable look.

Anyone with enough experience can guess that Natsume Yuu didn't use his full strength.

And beside her.

Kanae Kocho was chopping off the heads of Kokushibo and Akaza.

Cooperating with the body implanted with the demon's flesh and blood.

The greatsword can make the body do inhuman things.

For example, the arms twist like a spiral.

Another example is quick recovery.

But surprisingly, he rarely uses pure energy attacks.

So the only thing left is to let Kanae Kocho take action.

"As he is exposed to more of the world, he may grow faster."

After putting away the Nichirin Sword, Kocho Kanae looked at Natsume Yu and spoke softly.

"I just hope his curse will dissipate soon."

He placed his hand gently in front of his face, thinking silently in his heart.

"It's time too."

Noticing the end of the battle not far away and the fear on Muzan Kibutsuji's face, Natsume Yuya felt that the time had come.

If this continues, Muzan Kibutsuji might just self-destruct.

Thinking of this, his body moved accordingly.

He leaped into the sky in one step and stood parallel to Muzan Kibutsuji.

His waist rotated, and his right leg suddenly turned into a battle axe and swept across.

At this moment, the air was squeezed and made a dull whistle.

"Chance!"

Muzan Kibutsuji also seized the moment when Natsume Yu jumped up and gathered the whip in front of him.

It stood in front of him like a shield.

next moment.

"Bang!!!"

The dull sound echoed in the valley.

The atmosphere seemed to have ripples visible to the naked eye.

A powerful energy surged out in all directions.

And the Whip took the blow head-on.

Suddenly it sank.

Muzan Kibutsuji's body suddenly flew away into the distance.

Flying high into the sky, Muzan Kibutsuji unfolded the whip in front of him.

His face was distorted by anger.

A pair of vertical pupils like those of a snake or scorpion were flashing with scarlet light.

The red murderous intent, which almost infected the moonlight, spread throughout the valley along with the anger.

Several thorn whips surrounded Muzan Kibutsuji.

Behind him is the high-hanging silver moon.

It was like an evil god that could not be looked at directly, floating in the sky.

Angry roars echoed through the valley.

"Damn Demon Slayer Corps, you guys are awesome this time."

"But no matter how powerful you are, you are still human after all. I will appear again in a few hundred years!!!"

"By then I will slaughter all the descendants of the Demon Slayer Corps!!!"