Demon Slayer: Tanjuro Kamado returns from Sekiro

Chapter 67 - The Shape of Nine·Purgatory
……

……

Not long ago.

the other side.

in the forest.

Shi Touweilang supported the tree, stood up slowly, cold sweat broke out from his forehead.

The moment just now seemed to be his limit.

"Xuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu who's in full shape and looking at Shitou Weilang in full form.

His pupils moved slightly in his eye sockets, and he looked at Ichiro and Muichiro.

——Two little ghosts...

His eyes became fierce.

As a ghost, he is particularly sensitive to genes and blood, and he can almost see the father-son relationship between Yuichiro and Yuichiro at a glance.

Father is a bit dangerous...

Then—let's take your son for surgery! !

Swish!
His slimy body jumped up from the tree, his muscular horned dragon's arms tensed, and rushed out of the tree crown!
Go straight for Ichiro!
Purgatory Makijuro, who was on guard, raised his ears, and he instantly found the jade pot jumping out of the tree, and shouted:
"found it!"

click!

The blade in his hand deflected, and the sharp blade was aimed at the jade pot!

The two brothers Ichiro and Muichiro stood behind Makijuro, and they also pulled out the blades in their hands.

"hiss--!!"

Purgatory Makijuro frowned slightly, he took a sharp breath, seeing the different appearance of the jade pot from just now, the alarm bells in his heart rang.

In the bright red eyes, there is a reflection of the figure of Yuhu rushing straight forward, waving his arms.

that arm!

The intuition in my heart told Makijuro
Can't hit hard.

He subconsciously took a step back.

Out of the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of the Yuwu Ichiro brothers behind him.

Makijuro's movements froze slightly, and his thoughts changed rapidly while he was breathing.

— can't back down.

—The child is behind!

The idea of ​​deflecting the action and attacking from the side was instantly cut off.

"Hiss!!" Makijuro took another sharp breath of air, his heart beating faster and faster due to emotional fluctuations.

With a backhand swing of the dimpled Rilun Knife in his hand, the back of the knife rested on his shoulder.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki's own secret meaning - Nagi.

The unique skill that should have been created by Muichiro - obscurity.

These two styles, without the unique experience and state of mind of their creators - cannot be used, or it is difficult to maximize their effects.

The profound meaning of the breath of flame, the shape of nine · purgatory.

The same is true.

Only by exercising both body and mind to the same state of mind as the creator of this sword technique hundreds of years ago.

——Burning the soul and surpassing the limit.

In order to fully display the full power of the Nine Type.

As for the purgatory family, from the Warring States period to the Taisho period.

During nearly 400 years.

Every generation of Yanzhu.

——Can be used.

tread!
Purgatory Makijuro took a sudden step forward, his thick black eyebrows were erected, and the flames flickered on the bumpy Japanese knife.

The past flashed across my mind, staying in the moment when my wife closed her eyes.

He clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, and his eyes reflected the jade pot that kept approaching from above.

"Bah..." Hot white steam overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Grasping the ground with the soles of the feet, the strength rises from the ground and pours into the tip of the knife suddenly!
"The shape of Nine!"

Makijuro exerted strength from his waist, clenched his teeth, poured all the strength into the blade, and released the sword skills that had been trained to perfection at this moment!
Swell!The hot flames erupted completely on the knife at this moment!

"Purgatory!!"

The dazzling flames illuminated the dim forest, and the scorching breath burst forth in an instant!
The jade pot rushed out from top to bottom, and he looked at the purgatory Makijuro who stood in front of him.

"Shhhhhhh..." There was a mocking smile on his face, and he didn't mean to avoid it at all.

Now he is perfect.

Possessing the blood ghost technique of [God's Hand], allowing him to turn everything he touches into fish.

next moment.

puff!

Suddenly bursting out at extreme speed, engulfed in a scorching red flame slash.

In Yuhu's unprepared eyes, he quickly passed his arm.

The slash directly touched his neck!
The sound of the blade piercing into the flesh was heard, Purgatory Makijuro tightly grasped the handle of the knife, and slammed heavily on Yuhu's neck!

"What?!" Yuhu looked at the blade that cut into his neck in astonishment, he was forced to stop his sprinting movement, and was smashed to the ground by a huge force.

There was a moment of panic in his eyes.

suddenly!

click!
A crisp sound came from the Japanese sword in Purgatory Makijuro's hand.

The gushing flames suddenly stopped!
Boom!
Following the sudden feeling of empty hand, Purgatory Makijuro gritted his teeth tightly, and shouted something bad in his heart.

at last.

Under the powerful collision and slash, the surface of the sun wheel knife, which had already been wounded, appeared fine grains like spider webs.

The sound of friction and collision between metal and metal fragments came one after another.

next moment.

boom!
The place where the Rilun Knife touched the neck of the jade pot suddenly shattered, like lifting broken glass.

It turned into twinkling star points, and completely collapsed in the darkened forest again.

The sun wheel sword engraved with "killing evil spirits" has come to an end.

"...Oh?" Yuhu squinted his eyes, and looked at Purgatory Makijurou who was holding only the hilt of the knife with a smile on his face.

The latter was holding the handle of the knife, frowning, looking at the broken knife in his hand and clicked his tongue.

"If you want to kill Lord Yuhu, you are not qualified at all!"

Yuhu stood up fiercely in front of Makijuro, and the shadow formed by the strong body of the two forms enveloped Makijurou and Yumuichiro.

"Hey! Uncle Owl!"

At this time, Ichiro, who had been standing behind Makijuro, shouted forward.

Ichiro held his own sword and handed it to Makijuro:
"Use my knife! It looks so much better than your smashing knife!"

Makijuro was slightly taken aback.

Looking at the two who suddenly communicated.

Yuhu, who was ignored, suddenly felt a burst of resentment in his heart.

"...Smelly brat!"

He clenched his fist, his face contorted with anger, and swung it at Ichiro!
"go to hell!"

Sudden.

Just when Yuhu's fist quickly passed Makijuro and was about to touch Ichiro's forehead.

Om-! !

It is deep in the forest right in front of Yuhu.

Six golden eyes slowly opened in the dark forest, quietly looking directly at the jade pot.

In an instant, an inexplicable sense of fear rose from the bottom of my heart.

Yuhu's movement of swinging his fist suddenly stopped in mid-air.

"Hmm!" Ichiro subconsciously tilted his head back slightly, and the wind from Yuhu's fist blew through his hair.

Yuhu raised his fist, cold sweat broke out from his body, his eyes trembled, and he glanced cautiously into the depths of the forest.

- Exactly.

--That is…

——Your Excellency Hei Si Mou.

next moment.

Yuhu's eyes were about to burst, he twisted his body like a fish, his muscles tensed, and his fish tail snapped to the ground!
The sturdy body suddenly became extremely agile, quickly got into the forest, and swam quickly.

At the same time, he called out frantically in his heart.

——Master Wu Mi! ! !
But, unfortunately.

No matter how he calls.

Wu Mi never gave him any response.

(End of this chapter)