The journey of dragon transformation starting from Demon Slayer

"It's really unbearable for me to watch people with outstanding talents grow ugly..."

"So you'd better die... Anjuro... while you're still young..."

Looking at the face of the evil spirit that was so close, Xingjurou's expression was firm, and he didn't waver at all with every slash he made.

"Young Tazmi is my chosen stepson... When we first met, I felt that he would be a person very similar to me..."

Ding Ding Ding!

Slashing horizontally and vertically, while slashing towards the vital part of the evil ghost's neck with the knife, he also did not forget to defend against Yi Wo Zuo's attacks.

Yiwozao, who was enjoying the battle, was more and more interested in Xingjulang in front of him.

"Oh? Then why would someone so similar to you choose to consider my proposal...tell me..."

"Does this mean that... Xingshourou, you... have a wrong vision..."

The evil ghost in front of him tried to shake his heart with verbal attacks, but as a flame pillar, his mind had already been trained to be extremely tough in this bad world.

The hand on the handle of the knife tightened, and in a blink of an eye, Xingjulang caught the gap in Yiwozao's defense and struck the ghost in front of him with an upward slash.

Breath of Fire·Two Types·The Flame Rising!

The slash with blazing flames did not bring any trouble to Yi Wo Zuo.

During the battle just now, he had already discovered that Anjuro's slash was not as difficult to heal as the damage Tazmi had caused to him.

The more exquisite the martial arts, it is meaningless as long as it has not reached the field that one is pursuing.

Everything is under your control!

"It's useless! Anjuro!"

"drink!!"

Yiwozuo, who roared loudly, used the guidance of the vampire fighting spirit to accurately dodge Xingjulang's long-planned blow. At the same time, he flipped backwards and jumped several times to stabilize his body in the air.

"Destruction Kill·Sky Style..."

Yiwozao's fists kept swinging in the air, just in time to catch the moment when Xingshou Lang couldn't change his moves quickly after releasing his sword skills for a short period of time.

Countless blue lights and shadows disappeared the moment the fist was swung out, and Xingshourou was looking at the Yiwozao in the sky intently, while his eyes scanned left and right for attacks that might come from somewhere.

"Front! Brother Anjuro!"

"Breath of Fire, Form of Four, Uzumaki of Shengyan!!"

Hearing the boy's reminder, Anjuro waved the sword without hesitation. The flames on the blade revolved around Anjuro's body, forming a huge flame vortex in an instant.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

Yiwozao didn't panic when he saw that the attack he swung in the air at a speed that was hard to see was cracked by Anjuro. He just smiled and kept waving his fist in the air.

"Hee!! It seems like you have chosen the wrong path, Tazmi... You obviously have such an excellent body... What a pity..."

"In that case, you might as well die...If you don't die, I will turn you into a ghost..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yiwozuo looked at the young man who appeared from the side and was covered in flames, and he charged up a punch.

"Destruction and kill type!"

The sword skill that made it difficult for the body to heal in the previous battle increased his threat to the boy by several levels.

I won't be careless, I will definitely complete Master Wuhan's mission perfectly.

Yiwozao, whose arms were gathered together, blasted out a huge blue beam of light. The devastating blow made Xingshourou's eyes widen below him.

"The Breath of the Sun·The Shape of the Land·The Bone-Scorching Sun..."

The young man spinning in the air turned into a vortex. Unlike Xingshourou's soaring flames, this vortex blasted straight towards Yiwozao.

boom! ! !

The attacks of the two turned into huge roars, and violent explosions bloomed in the open space, causing strong winds.

Thick smoke and dust were rippling, which was worse than what was caused by the collision between the train and the road.

"What happened! Tazmi! Mr. Purgatory! Are you okay!"

Tanjiro's yelling voice broke the temporary silence.

As if to let him clearly understand the current situation, a sudden gust of wind blew away the dust, revealing the two sides facing each other.

All of Yi Wo Zuo's arms were cut off, and the ferocious flames turned into tarsal maggots on his skin, constantly burning Yi Wo Zuo's skin, hindering his body from trying to recover.

On the other side, Tazmi and Xingshourou also stood in place, silently watching the severely injured Yiwozao.

Yiwozuo, whose arms were chopped off, didn't care about his injuries. It didn't matter if it was difficult to heal. He didn't have any legs.

When the hands are gone, the feet are used. As long as the opponent cannot get rid of his hands and feet at once, the remaining ones will definitely turn into a fatal blow.

"I can feel that your breathing rhythm is very rapid...You are forcing yourself now...Forcing yourself to adapt to such breathing..."

"Tazmi..."

Everyone present was shocked by Yi Wo Zuo's opening.

"So what... Yi Wo Zuo... As long as it can cause effective damage, it doesn't matter..."

Hearing Tazmi's answer, Yiwozuo shrugged.

"That's right, it's all insignificant things..."

As a warrior, the best way to practice is to improve your martial arts and practice them in battle.

Having trouble breathing? Just bear it.

He is not as strong as an ordinary person, and this way of breathing is just a boulder blocking the opponent's path to becoming stronger. As long as you can overcome it, your strength will grow rapidly. It turned out that the opponent's strength was even greater than that of an adult, and Tazmi became stronger at an astonishing speed during the battle. This was the powerful enemy he had dreamed of.

Turning his attention to the Nichirin Sword held by the young man, Yiwozuo squinted his eyes.

"But it's a really sharp blade... In the past, the Nichirin swords of the Demon Slayer Corps should have been easy to break... Is this the special one you're talking about? Tatsumi!"

"..."

Seeing the other party's silence instead of answering, Yiwozuo smiled, very happily.

I also almost understood the opponent's specific power from the blow just now. The power was stronger than Anjuro, and the speed was exactly the same.

Although the blade was very sharp, it was obvious that Anjurou's weapon was not as brand-new as his opponent's.

That makes it clear.

You can adapt yourself! You can solve it yourself!

The flesh squirmed and turned into sarcoma, and with a pop, Yiwozuo's broken arms were restored.

"Let's start our second round...Tazmi...Xing Jurou..."

"The night is still long...and our battle has just begun...hasn't it?"