Demon Slayer: I became Feng Zhu

Until now, Yiwozuo is still inviting Yanzhu to become a ghost. He really appreciates Yanzhu. To be honest, he doesn't want this excellent Yan to die.

If he becomes a ghost, and the two of them cultivate together and become stronger, I believe that it won't be long before he can pass the bloody battle.

Defeat that invincible Winding One, and that annoying Winding Two.

"I'll say it again! I won't be a ghost! I hate you!"

Yiwozuo gave Yan Zhu a ten-second chance to breathe, Yan Zhu rested for a while, and jumped forward again to strike.

"Three Types of Breath of Flame - Qi Yan Vientiane!"

This move directly hit Yiwozuo's chest, and directly cut a hideous cut on Yiwozuo's chest.

"Really good, beautiful play!"

The wound healed again instantly, Yi Wozuo stepped forward and struck, the speed of this move made Yan Zhu unable to react, Yi Wozuo directly punched Yan Zhu into the air.

Yi Wozuo didn't choose to attack immediately after Yan Zhu was shot into the air, but waited until Yan Zhu opened the distance before deploying the warlock.

"Destroy the air-killing style!"

He praised Yan Zhu for being able to use his flesh and blood to match him in such a high-pressure battle. This kind of will made him admire, and he was an opponent worthy of respect.

Yan Zhu was hit one after another, his body was knocked back heavily, Yan Zhu did not give up, in order to find an opportunity, he continued to attack.

"Ah ah!!!"

The battle between the two entered a fierce stage, and the open space was full of traces of the two's superb battles.

The three of Tanjirou opened their mouths wide, their bodies trembling.

"I can't find a flaw! I can't intervene, and I can't keep up with their speed. The surroundings of those two people are already in a different space."

"My skin can feel that if I enter their attack range, I will definitely die! Just because I know very well, even if I want to step forward to help my body, I will be unable to move because of fear!"

Zhuzhu was immediately shocked. He had never seen such a difficult battle before. Is this still a human battle?

Yanzhu's physical strength is gradually exhausted, and his body's reaction is not as fast as before, but he is still constantly looking for Yiwozuo's flaws.

Yi Wozuo also felt Yan Zhu's weakness, he raised his hand and brushed Yan Zhu's hair, which was enough to show that Yan Zhu's physical strength could no longer keep up.

While Yanzhu was about to chop off his arm, Yi Wozuo said to Yanzhu:

"Don't you understand? Continuing to attack is tantamount to self-destruction, Anjuro!"

Yi Wozuo advised Yanzhu, but Yanzhu chose to attack him in response, but his attack did not have the previous speed.

Yi Wozuo's punching wind scratched his forehead, even so he was still looking for an opportunity, taking advantage of Yi Wozuo's punch, he stepped forward and turned his body to hit the opening in Yiwozuo's neck.

"The first type of breath of flame - Shiranui!"

It's a pity that Yi Wozuo retreated to avoid it. This knife only cut off Yiwozuo's hands, but the severed hands grew back soon.

Yiwozuo stepped forward and punched Yanzhu in the abdomen, Yanzhu's eyes caught his blow, but his body was already exhausted and couldn't keep up with his speed.

boom!
This punch hit Yanzhu's abdomen heavily, and his ribs were directly broken, but he didn't stop attacking.

"Pillar of Flame Breath II Type - Rising Summer!"

This move could even hear his trill, and Yi Wozuo easily avoided it.

Then he stepped forward and punched Yan Zhu, every blow shook Yan Zhu's saber, if he hadn't held the saber with both hands, he would have taken the saber with both hands.

Yiwozuo punched Yanzhu again, this fist was blocked by a knife, but it didn't take long before the Yanzhu lost strength and was shaken away.

puff!

This punch wounded Yan Zhu's left eye, a large amount of blood spurted out, Yan Zhu took a few steps back in pain, and then launched another attack.

"Three Types of Breath of Flame - Qi Yan Vientiane!"

"Breath of Flame - Flame Whirlpool!"

Yi Wozuo dodged these moves one by one, without even touching his body, he backed away.

"Destroy and kill chaos!"

"The Breath of Flame Wu Zhi-Flame Tiger!"

The two of them used their combat skills continuously in the open space. Several people saw that a large amount of dust was thrown up so that they couldn't see the fighting situation inside. Finally, Yanzhu slashed at Yiwozuo's body.

For a moment, both of them stopped, and the surroundings fell into silence.

Looking at the stalwart figure exposed by Yanzhu standing in front of him, Inosuke said excitedly:

"Solved? Did you win?"

For a long time the dog sneered:

"How is it possible, how could your pillar be the opponent of our Lord Yiwozuo."

The three of them gritted their teeth fiercely and looked at him, wishing they could step forward and tear his rotten mouth, he is ugly and short and can't speak!
Dida!Dida!
The only response to the three of Tanjiro was the blood dripping from Yan Zhu on the ground, while the cut scars on Yiwoza's body gradually recovered.

Yan Zhu was panting heavily, his hands were shaking slightly.

how so……?
The three couldn't believe their eyes.

Brother!combed?
"No matter how painful your battle is, it will be useless, Anjuro!"

"The wound left on my body by your exquisite slash has also completely healed."

"And you? Your left eye is useless, your ribs are broken, and your internal organs are injured! There is no cure for it. If you are a ghost, these injuries will heal in the blink of an eye."

"No matter how hard humans struggle, they can't defeat ghosts!"

"Become a ghost! Xingjurou! Stop struggling."

Yan Zhu didn't answer his words, suddenly he was holding the knife tightly, a terrifying force erupted from his body, and the flame of life burned at this moment.

He was in a fighting stance, raised the Hirinkō in front of him, and said something that Tanjiro would never forget in his lifetime.

"I can……"

"Done my duty! I will not let anyone here die!"

In an instant, I can cut off a large area!

"Breath of Flame Profound Truth!"

The scarred body exuded surging fighting spirit, and the dark night was instantly lit up. Those who were not unconscious on the train looked at the fire.

They don't know that there are people fighting with their lives for them.

The cells in Yiwozuo's body surged crazily, and the current pillar of inflammation actually made his body feel a little bit of fear?
"Amazing fighting spirit, with such a serious injury, and such courage, such spiritual power! A flawless posture!"

"Hahaha! You should be a ghost! Xing Shoulang! Fight me forever!"

Yiwozuo shouted excitedly, Yan Zhu had given him too many surprises, it would be better for such a person to become a ghost.

"Burning the heart! Crossing the limit!"

"I am Yanzhu! Purgatory Xingshoulang!"

"Breath of Flame Nine Type - Purgatory!"

Roar!Roar!Roar!
In the dark night, a dragon chant resounded through the sky.

A Yanlong with a mission roared and rushed towards Yiwozuo.

"Destruction and Killing Style!"

Two huge forces set off a gust of wind.

Boom...!Boom...!
"Ah ah!"

Yanzhu hacked at Yiwozuo with the spirit of breaking through a bamboo.

Boom boom boom!
Yanlong was instantly disintegrated!When it dissipated, the sound of the dragon's chant broke through the sky, implying that he had struggled in the dark night.

Yi Wozuo punched Yanzhu's heart, but Yanzhu had no more strength, he used the last bit of strength to chop Yiwozuo's head as if he was dead.

Just at this juncture...

"Feng's breath picks up the shape - Blossoms from the other side...!"