Demon Slayer: The Undead Swordsman of Thunder

Kyoto.

Touma and Kyojuro shuttled between the streets. Because there were always murders recently, there was no one on the streets tonight.

"Makoto, if it's the Twelve Kizuki, leave it to me!" Kyojuro looked at Touma who was gnawing on a pig's trotter and said seriously.

Perhaps influenced by this younger brother, or because his father beheaded the Lower String when he was promoted to the Pillar, Kyojuro also made a vow not to be a Pillar unless he killed the Twelve Kizuki.

"No problem, big brother, I'll assist you!" Touma nodded. He understood the pain too well. He had only met the Twelve Kizuki for more than a year.

Who knew that as soon as he finished speaking, a gunshot was heard from the dark rooftop next to him. The bullet passed in front of Touma, and he could even feel the heat emitted by the bullet.

It wasn't that the bullet missed, but that he dodged it.

At the same time, the shops around the two of them were ablaze with flames, and thunderous explosions were heard.

Two golden flames penetrated the black smoke produced by the explosion. Feiyuzhen and Kyojuro dodged in time and were not hurt.

Before the two of them could catch their breath, deafening explosions were heard continuously from the street where they were located for several kilometers.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Every explosion was like a ferocious beast, roaring and devouring everything around it. Flames and thick smoke rose up, forming a black sky curtain that enveloped the entire area.

At this moment, a black shadow flashed by, picked up Feiyuzhen, and then turned his head to stare at Kyojuro angrily, roaring:

"Rengoku Makijuro, if you don't want your companions to die, come to the warehouse in the north to find me!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

"I want revenge!"

After saying the harsh words, the ghost in the black military coat quickly jumped up, and Feiyuzhen winked at his elder brother to let him rest assured.

Kyojuro at this moment: ∑(´△｀)? !

Even if the opponent was the Twelve Demon Moons, he was not worried about the danger. After all, if he hadn't mentioned it, the Lower Moon would not have succeeded at that moment.

It would only be killed by Feiyuzhen with one knife.

What puzzled him most was why the ghost called his father's name.

So strange.

At the same time, on the roof not far from this street, Peilang, the current Lower Moon Two, was holding Feiyuzhen like a chick.

"Brother, why don't you wait a moment?"

"I'm not saying that you issued the wrong challenge. My brother is Rengoku Kyojuro. The one you are talking about is his father!"

Upon hearing this, Peilang's blood pressure soared instantly. He had a bad habit when he was angry.

With a bang, he shot his head with a shot. In the blink of an eye, his head grew back. The angry head was already dead, so he was much less angry.

"Shut up, you weakling!" Peilang glared at Feiyuzhen, then grabbed his arm, intending to cripple this guy first.

A red-gold lightning flashed, and Peilang's arm disappeared. He was instantly shocked and broke into a cold sweat, because he didn't see the human in his hand make a move.

Feiyuzhen was chewing on the pig's trotter as if nothing had happened. He looked at Peilang innocently and said with a smile:

"I said, can you be nicer to the hostages?"

"I won't interfere with your revenge, absolutely not!"

Feiyuzhen's words carried a hint of unnoticeable murderous intent. Peilang nodded with a dark face. Revenge was his obsession.

He thought he had robbed a weakling, but he didn't expect to find a big father for himself.

"Lower String, stop right there!"

"My name is Rengoku Kyojuro!"

The figure of the eldest brother appeared on the roof in the distance, but Peilang didn't dare to move. He was not sure whether the human in his hand was lying to him.

Just as it hesitated, Feiyuzhen cried out to Kyojuro:

"Big brother!"

"Save me!"

"I'm so scared, woooooo!"

"This ghost is abusing hostages!"

Peilang: "???"

Kyojuro held back his laughter, staring at Peilang intently, and shouted:

"If you want revenge, come at me!"

The two sang in unison, and Peilang was furious. He blew his head without any hesitation.

"See you in the warehouse, I will blow your head with my own hands!"

Just like that, Peilang ran in front and Kyojuro chased behind.

Feiyuzhen was still holding his half pig's trotter in his hand, like a small pendant. It wasn't that Peilang didn't want to throw it away, but he didn't dare.

A moment later, the abandoned warehouse.

The cold moonlight fell in from the big hole in the roof of the warehouse, forming a silver beam of light, which just fell on Peilang.

Fei Yuzhen finally saw the other person's face clearly. On the dark iris of its left eye, the word "Xia Er" was engraved.

There were triangles on the top and left and right sides of the face., wearing a black military uniform, a pair of white gloves, and a black cape behind it. There is a wolf head badge on its military cap.

It stood there quietly, like a drama actor.

And there was only one audience for this drama, and that was Tiandao Feiyuzhen.

The warehouse was silent until another leading actor kicked the dilapidated door.

Kyojuro entered the scene, and his golden eyes burned with the most blazing fighting spirit, and in an instant, the entire warehouse was ignited.

Pei Lang stared at him intently, with the fire of hatred burning in his eyes, and he hated it so much that his teeth itched.

Like!

It's just like they were carved out of the same mold.

"Whether it's Rengoku Makijuro or Rengoku Kyojuro!"

"I want you to die, just die!"

Pei Lang always remembered that Rengoku Makijuro almost killed him not long after he became a ghost. After escaping, he ate people crazily and finally succeeded in becoming the second lower string.

Kyojuro got ready and emphasized very seriously:

"I am Purgatory Kyojuro, please don't confuse me with my father!"

"Next, let's fight to the death!"

A layer of blazing heat covered Kyojuro's Sun Wheel Sword, and he exerted force on his legs, and the Flame Breathing·One Type·Shiranui.

He was like a dazzling meteor across the night sky, and he suddenly stabbed in front of Peilang with the momentum of a volcanic eruption.

This sudden attack caught Peilang off guard and he had no time to react.

The current Kyojuro is not the one who taught himself with the basic Flame Breathing Guide. He grew up under the careful cultivation of his father.

Inheriting the name of Purgatory, he has mastered the experience passed down from generation to generation, and is the most perfect inheritor of the Flame Breathing Swordsman.

The red arc slash fell, and Peilang had to blow his head to avoid the slash in anger.

At the same time, the Blood Demon Art·Luhuoqiang·Shadow Wolf was activated.

With it as the center, more than ten ferocious wolf shadows formed by shadows surrounded Kyojuro.

Each shadow wolf had a gun on its forehead, and more than ten muskets were fired at the same time. Feiyu on the side was really a little restless.

But this thought was fleeting. He could not affect his brother's state of mind, absolutely not.