Demon Slayer: Tanjuro Kamado returns from Sekiro

Chapter 96 - Shit Lin Taki (The Death of Yue Yue) ([-])
Although it is not clear, but now it seems——that mask was carved by Ryotaki.

Yan Yue is aware of the relationship between his master and his predecessor Shui Zhu, but he also understands that this matter must not be explained to the ghost opposite!
hateful!

Yue Yue's expression was ferocious, anger welled up in his heart, and veins spread along his neck.

--master!you…!
Recalling Ciwulang's concern for Shanyi in the Butterfly House, and all kinds of reprimands to himself.

A flame of jealousy and anger rose in his heart, making the already distorted heart of Yue Yue even more ferocious.

-Give yourself this mask...

His eyes gradually hardened.

—Are you trying to kill me? !

why!
The drooping right hand was gradually clenched, until it turned white with force.

Obviously...I respect you so much...!
In a trance.

Yan Yue seems to have seen the joyful smiles of Shan Yi and Ci Wu Lang.

Is it because I don't want myself... to learn the true story of Thunder's Breath...?
Anger welled up in my heart.

"Tch!" He spat hard, turned his head, and muttered softly, gnashing his teeth, "You old dizzy thing."

Think about this.

tread!
Huang Yue slammed on the ground, looked at the hand ghost who retracted his arm behind him, and took a deep breath:

"I'm not at all!"

"I don't know that piece of shit you're talking about!"

Yan Yue almost roared from his throat, and after he finished shouting, sweat flowed down along with the rhythm of his breathing.

really.

The hand ghost, who was slowly approaching, stopped his footsteps.

The hand ghost froze for a moment, and then showed a hint of interest on his face.

He smiled eerily.

"That's right, kid."

Lifting the bright yellow eyes that reflected the greasy luster, Hand Ghost bent his eyes and looked at Huang Yue:
"Say it again."

"...What?" Huang Yue frowned, the blood loss in his left arm made him weak, and he staggered back two steps slightly.

"...Nonsense." Hand Ghost seemed to be suppressing his own smile, and his voice trembled.

see.

Yan Yue's breathing slowed down, a ray of hope lit up in his eyes, and he shouted tentatively:

"Shit scales!"

"Hee hee..."

Seeing the hand ghost's extremely happy appearance, Yue Yue looked behind him slightly - it was the wisteria forest that was approaching:

"Damn Lintaki!"

"Skin Taki who suffered a thousand knives!"

"Not bad…"

Just when he was about to shout a few more words to attract the hand ghost's attention.

tread!
The ground shook violently.

"I admit that you are the first fox kid who can slander his master like this."

"A guy with a unique personality, maybe...you are very popular with that guy Ryotaki, right?"

"I haven't seen a fox kid for several years..."

The twitching eyes of the hand ghost suddenly became more excited and joyful. Several arms on his body were gathered together, and the other fingers covered his mouth shyly:
"Then... if you kill you, how sad will Lintaki be...?"

Think of this.

The hand ghost smiled strangely again.

And as for what Yan Yue said.

What killed the person wearing the mask, what didn't know Lin Taki.

——He didn't believe a word.

But... listening to Lin Taki's disciples yelling at Lin Taki, Hand Oni's mood is quite good at the moment.

Swish!
Almost instantly.

Several arms burst out and extended, breaking through the air!He rushed in front of Yan Yue!

"…hateful!"

Before he had time to think, Huang Yue suddenly turned his head around and took a deep breath in an instant:

"hiss--!"

【Thunder's Breath·Two Shape·Rice Soul】!
Swish swish! !

The sun wheel knife in his hand swung rapidly!Quickly slashed through the air with five slashes like black lightning!
Pong!
Bright sparks bloomed from the position where the Sun Wheel Knife touched the cyan arm, and the powerful force caused the blade to bounce off!

A huge rebound force came from the blade, and the shock suddenly made Huang Yue's tiger's mouth go numb!

He gripped the handle tightly.

In an instant.

creak-

The ear-piercing sound of iron plates sounded, and Yan Yue turned his head to look at the Sun Wheel Knife in his hand in disbelief.

next moment.

With a crisp sound.

Hands suddenly empty!
Pong!
The pitch-black solar saber with a golden thunderbolt pattern in the middle suddenly broke into two pieces horizontally!

Little fragments reflecting the moonlight bloom in the sky!

——Are you going to die?

Yan Yue stared blankly at the half of the Sun Saber flying into the air, and the remaining half in his hand.

——Obviously... almost...

From the corner of my eye, the purple wisteria flowers are already behind me.

next moment!
The huge cyan fist suddenly struck towards Huang Yue!

boom!
It hit the chest of Yan Yue who couldn't react!
"Pffw!" Huang Yue spat out a mouthful of blood, and the majestic power poured into him instantly.

whoosh-

Like a kite with a broken string, it flew straight backwards!
After staggering twice on the ground, Huang Yue fell heavily to the ground.

His eyes turned white, his head tilted, and he passed out.

From the front of the clothes, wisteria flowers with a little bit of ashes belonging to ghosts fell out.

……

not far away.

The hand ghost looked at his retracted fist with an uncertain expression.

Smoke was rising from above, and the tip of the fist had been faintly reduced to ashes.

His punch was aimed at piercing that brat.

His face darkened.

Turning his head to look at Yan Yue who was punched into the wisteria forest by himself.

——How could someone bring wisteria flowers to participate in the assessment?
……

a long time.

Yan Yue, lying in the wisteria forest, opened his eyes with difficulty.

He looked at the purple in front of him, and his mind was in a trance.

Barely standing up with a broken knife, Huang Yue raised his head and looked outside the wisteria forest.

The hand ghost has long since disappeared.

"Hey cough...ha...ha..."

Yan Yue was panting heavily, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were blurred, and his brain was not very clear.

Almost subconsciously, like the will to survive, he turned his head, turned and staggered down the mountain.

In his mouth, he murmured unconsciously.

"I... survived..."

"killed…"

"Take...you..."

……

It's just getting dark now.

The night is still long.

……

……

Time passes gradually.

The moon gradually moved across the sky.

About five hours passed.

A town somewhere.

tread.

The pink figure landed on the roof, he subconsciously squatted down to release his strength, and then slowly got up.

"Tch!" His face was full of resentment.

The pale moonlight illuminated his bluish complexion.

Yi Wozuo slammed his fist on the roof below him, venting his inner dissatisfaction.

In the past few days, he has not been in the station.

After Yuhu's death, the location of the information was completely cut off.

He searched for several days, but found nothing!
He couldn't find the guy who killed One of the Winds!
"...Damn guy!!" Yi Wozuo gritted his teeth and squeezed out syllables from the depths of his throat, and he jumped off the roof angrily.

pat.

He landed on the street.

This is not his resident yet, but just passing through this town to the resident.

Just as Yi Wozuo got up and was about to move forward again.

pat, pat.

A certain man was dressed in black, his upper body was almost soaked in blood, and he used a broken knife to support his staggering figure.

From the other side of the street, came this way.

(End of this chapter)