Demon Slayer: The Undead Swordsman of Thunder

The crows flew desperately, never stopping for a second, just hoping to send back the message as soon as possible.

Finally, the three exhausted crows flew to the vicinity of the Yashiki family's mansion, but unfortunately they fell from mid-air before entering. Seeing that they were about to fall to death, a figure flashed by and caught them.

Feiyu carefully held them in his arms, with a flash of heartache in his eyes.

These little guys are also fighting with their lives.

He hurriedly pushed open the door, and Ubuyashiki Yoya sat under the eaves as usual, holding a book in his hand, a quiet and handsome man.

"Boss, these three crows must have something important!" There was no one else in the yard, so there was no need to care about those etiquettes. Feiyuzhen sat next to the lord naturally.

Yaoya recognized which swordsman the crow in front of him belonged to at a glance, and guessed in his heart that the swordsman who went to Xiemu Mountain to investigate was probably in danger.

Thinking of this, his heart skipped a beat, there were twenty swordsmen.

This was all due to his misjudgment.

"Zhen, go to Xiemu Mountain, there should be the Twelve Ghost Moons you have always wanted to kill." Guilt filled Yaoya's heart, he gently stroked the crow with white eyes, just like stroking a swordsman.

"I know, let's go now!" Feiyuzhen threw a bottle of the smiling version of Save Your Life Three Thousand to Yaoya, turned around and left. He could see what his lord was thinking, and left a word before leaving.

"Yaoya, it's not your fault. Everyone is moving towards a better future. Everyone deserves to die."

"Once we embark on this road, we swordsmen will not be stingy with our lives."

"Just give orders, don't feel burdened."

Yaoya waved his hand, and a crow flew out from a corner of the courtyard to lead the way. The annihilation of the exploration team was also within the plan. The crow would be familiar with the route in advance and lead the way at any time.

Of course, no one would want to use this backup plan.

Looking at the back of Feiyuzhen going away, Yaoya squeezed out a bitter smile, and he thanked Zhen for his comfort.

It is more appropriate to say that the two are friends rather than superiors and subordinates.

But Ubuyashiki Yaoya is the lord and the decision maker. Sometimes, his decisions are made with human lives, which is inevitable.

So the sense of guilt cannot be erased. This is what the lord of the Demon Slayer Corps must bear.

Feiyuzhen set out for Ximu Mountain that day, only him. It was not that the headquarters did not want to send more people, but that there were not so many people.

You know, as the only surviving elder of the previous generation, Rengoku Makijuro is always on the way to carry out missions.

He is almost 40 years old, which is a very old age for a demon slayer.

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The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the big-eyed mountain, like a handful of sugar thrown into the sea, and is swallowed up by the deep and dark jungle in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the Slant Eye Mountain is like a huge black hole, greedily swallowing all the light, wanting to cover the whole world.

At the foot of the mountain, three swordsmen like savages are looking forward to the entrance of the mountain. They have been waiting for more than two days, hoping that the support from the headquarters will arrive soon.

That may save Captain Murata's life.

"Has the headquarters not received the news?"

"Is the captain dead?"

"We must kill that demon and avenge the captain!"

"The captain can't do it, do you think you can?"

The three of them talked one after another, and the atmosphere became more and more solemn, and the sky was chatted to death.

To be honest, the three newcomers were already desperate.

Just then, a fast-moving figure appeared on the horizon.

The dusty Fei Yuzhen rushed to Xiemu Mountain. The four-day journey was shortened to two and a half days by him. During this period, he hardly slept.

Of course, he could choose to travel normally, but human life was at stake, so it would be best not to delay.

Seeing someone coming, the three newcomers smiled and their eyes became full of light.

It must be the vanguard personnel from the headquarters.

Fei Yuzhen noticed the three people, he stopped in front of them and said:

"Hello, I am the support person!"

"Huh?"

"What?"

"Are you alone?"

"There are twelve ghost moons in the mountain!"

The three newcomers widened their eyes, and the fire of hope in their eyes went out again.

Fei Yuzhen didn't care about the distrustful eyes of the three people. After all, he never accepted the appointment of the pillar. If he didn't see it with his own eyes, others would not know his strength.

He patted one of them on the shoulder and said confidently with an irrefutable momentum:

"I am enough!"

After that, Fei Yuzhen went into the mountain.

The three new swordsmen showed astonishment on their faces. They looked at Fei Yuzhen in disbelief. The opponent's momentum was like a towering mountain.They were almost breathless.

This guy is definitely a pillar!

The three looked at each other. Since the headquarters sent a pillar, there was nothing to worry about.

Feiyuzhen did not ask the three for information. After all, their ability to come back alive meant that they did not fight with the Twelve Demon Moons, and it was not worth wasting time.

In this case, it is better to kill them on the mountain by themselves. A knife in hand is enough.

Looking at the dark woods gradually swallowing Feiyuzhen's back, one of them suddenly shouted:

"This pillar, what is your name?"

Soon, the extremely confident voice penetrated the darkness and responded,

"Tendao Feiyuzhen!"

The three swordsmen bowed in the direction where Feiyuzhen disappeared, and they shouted in unison:

"Tendao, I wish you good luck in martial arts!"

The only lower rank in the entire Demon Slayer Corps can do it.

The pillars are respected, but their strength is only one aspect. What ordinary swordsmen admire is that they always rush to the most dangerous front line.

The cold moonlight is like a sharp arrow, shooting at Feiyuzhen through the gap in the woods.

Suddenly, two black bamboo poles like pythons shattered the moonlight and strangled Feiyuzhen at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

In an instant, the blazing fire illuminated the entire forest, and the arm of the second lower string-Gibbon broke into two pieces.

Feiyuzhen immediately changed direction, and saw a red-gold arc under his feet. The next moment, a red-gold meteor passed through the earth.

After the rolling thunder, the gibbon with shaking eyes rushed out of the woods. The sneak attack failed. It realized that the one who came this time was a pillar-level swordsman of the Demon Slayer Corps.

The gibbon stretched out its black arms, and in a blink of an eye, its hands grasped the cliff. It stared at the woods calmly and spoke nonsense.

"Demon Slayer Corps Pillar, I'm waiting for you at the top of the mountain!"

"Do you think you can kill me?"

Who knew that as soon as it finished speaking, a unicorn formed by lightning broke through the air, and the unicorn was Fei Yuzhen.

Unfortunately, the gibbon retracted its arms and bounced itself up like an elevator.

Fei Yuzhen crashed into the mountain, and after a loud bang, he walked out of the dust and looked up. It was probably a cliff more than 30 meters high.

"Oh my god!"

"Is this guy Spider-Man?"