The fact is so cruel, even though both Tanjiro and others and the pillars of the Demon Slayer Squad have experienced "inhumane" training.
But what made them feel extremely ashamed...even in the end, they were unable to make a move against that gentleman.
After all, even a casual move by that gentleman would be enough to make any one of them lose the ability to fight on the spot.
The one in front of me has done it before, and although it was only due to the ghost's special physique, it was enough to judge that the strength of this ghost is superior to any of them.
But how much stronger is it? No one knows.
The outcome of the battle will only be known after the battle has been fought.
Everyone held their breath and watched Hei Shimo's every move, ready to enter the battle at any time.
This is Shangxian No. 1. It is completely different from other Shangxian ghosts. Just standing there, it looks as stable as Mount Tai and not angry.
Everyone is very vigilant, but they have no reason to retreat, because no matter how you look at this battle, it is the Demon Slayer side that has the advantage.
"Um?"
Just when everyone was on alert, Hei Shimo seemed to have discovered something interesting among them.
"May I have your name?"
He looked at Muichiro Tokitou, the youngest among the people.
"Tokidou...Muichiro."
The strange thing is that Muichiro Tokitou actually answered Heishimou's question honestly.
The young man looked like he was struggling, but some kind of force forced him to answer.
"I see. Has the name 'Jiguo' been lost?"
There was a hint of regret in Hei Shimo's tone, and he raised his head and stared at the ceiling, lost in thought.
"There is no way... After all, hundreds of years have passed..."
"..."
Everyone fell into silence.
The name of "Succeeding the Country" is a name that all the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps respect. It is indeed a pity that such a name is lost, but does Heishimou, who has betrayed humanity long ago, really have the right to feel sorry for it?
"Stop insulting that name, asshole."
Muichiro Tokitoru's face showed a rare expression of anger.
Although his surname was not Jiguo, and he had no special feelings for the name, he felt angry when he saw the behavior of the ghost in front of him.
"It seems... you seem to know my identity?"
Hei Shimo asked calmly.
"of course I know."
"That's right, after all, that man is also still alive."
Hei Shimo nodded slightly.
Although I don't know how the human named 'Xuan Hao' survived to this day with a human body, but since this human being still exists, it is not surprising that the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad know that period of history.
"Jigoku Iwakatsu, that was my name when I was a human. It's really a long-lost name..."
Hei Shimo looked at the humans in front of him and sighed.
Hundreds of years have already changed everything. He can see that the young man in front of him named 'Tokidou Muichiro' has the blood of the Tsukuni lineage flowing in his body, but the name 'Jiguo' has finally become a thing of the past.
"Yuanyi..."
He lamented the ruthlessness of time. At this moment, he became very powerful, so powerful that he overcame all the weaknesses of being a ghost except the sun. How strong is he? He has not tried it, but if he really fights based on his strength,
He was confident that even Wu Pai would not be his opponent.
But so what? He can't go back to the past, and he can never defeat Yuanyi again, but...
"If I defeat a stronger person, does it prove that I have won?"
Hei Shimo's gaze became dangerous.
He was ready to clean out everyone here and then challenge that seemingly invincible existence again.
In an instant, the atmosphere in the entire space changed, and murderous intent suddenly enveloped everyone.
"bass--"
The severely corroded and deformed saber was slowly pulled out by Hei Shimo, and the sharp and harsh sound made everyone's hearts tremble.
"coming!"
Everyone was holding on to their already unsheathed Nichirin Swords, looking nervous.
The ghost in front of them was probably the strongest ghost they had ever encountered, and this ghost had probably overcome the weakness of its neck.
This will be an endless war of attrition, and Infinite City is gradually collapsing, leaving them little time.
"what can we do about it?"
This is the same question in everyone's mind.
If you want to evacuate, someone must stay and hold Hei Simo back, and this means sacrifice.
"Damn it, it's obviously the last moment, why are you still blocking the way!"
Although sacrifice is no longer uncommon for the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps, the situation at this moment always makes them feel unwilling. Victory is clearly in front of them.
"You... look anxious."
Pulling out the knife, Heishimou spoke calmly.
"Actually, there is no need...because you will all die here."
Before he finished speaking, his figure had disappeared from the spot.
"spread!!!"
Just when others were surprised by Heishimou's speed, Wei Mingyu Xingming commanded loudly.
He has been blind for a long time, so there is no need to use vision to judge the opponent's actions, and in the face of such high speeds that are far beyond the range of human vision, sound is sometimes more useful.
From the beginning, he concentrated all his energy on guarding against Black Death Mou's attack.
“Good judgment.”
The figure of Hei Shimo appeared in front of Xingming on Beimingyu Island at some unknown time.
He expressed his expressionless admiration for Ming Yu Xingming's judgment, and letting everyone disperse would indeed avoid the risk of being defeated by him in one fell swoop.
but……
"Can you block my attack?"
The ferocious long sword covered with eyeballs and flesh was swung down fiercely. With the powerful force, just the momentum of the sword swing was enough to make ordinary swordsmen give up their struggle.
But faced with such a sword force, Mingyu Xingming did not waver in the slightest.
The muscles of his arm holding the hammer were bulging, and his face was ferocious.
"Don't underestimate humans, evil ghosts! The era when humans were ravaged by evil ghosts has long passed. Now it's you who should tremble!"
"Buzz——"
The sound of metal clashing echoed in everyone's ears, and the fluctuations spread out from the bodies of Mingyu Xingming and Hei Sheimou, kicking up countless dust.
"I see."
Hei Shimo looked at the sturdy human in front of him in deep thought.
The human easily resisted his attack with his weapon. Although he did not use all his strength, the man in front of him also refused to retreat.
Gradually, this human body became transparent under Hei Shimo's gaze.
"It's really amazing, a perfect body that has been tempered many times and even surpasses the limits of human beings..."
Gu Zhi
By the way, he looked at the other humans around him with his peripheral vision. The same was true. Although there were still some differences between these humans, they had all experienced the same hard work.
Everyone is very powerful, with unyielding momentum and terrifying physique. Except for Yuanyi and Xuanhao, we have never seen them hundreds of years ago. I didn't expect that so many of them would suddenly appear tonight.
"Is this... your confidence?"
Hei Shimo's tone finally became serious, "It seems that if you don't respond with all your strength... it would be too rude..."
Breath of the Moon·Shape of One·Dark Moon·Palace of Night.
At some point, the blade in Hei Shimo's hand had returned to its scabbard.
And almost at the same time, countless swords as sharp as moon arcs slashed out from his body in all directions, covering almost everyone here.
"defense!"
shouted Xingming from the nearest Weiming Island.
Almost at the same time, everyone used their sword skills to resist. Although they looked a little embarrassed, no one was hurt by such a group attack.
However, when everyone blocked Hei Shimo's sword skills, they realized that this was just the beginning.
Hei Shimo's figure disappeared from their sight again at some point.
"middle!"
Shanyi and Yusui Tianyuan roared at the same time.
Black Death Mou calculated the positions of all the swordsmen. The scattered swordsmen formed a surrounding force, and he used his strategy to reach the center position.
If you want to surround someone, the first condition is that you must first be stronger than the other person.
At this moment, it is obvious that such a condition does not hold true.
This is an unequal battle. Facing Hei Shimo who has overcome the weakness of his neck and intends to go all out from the start, they can't think of any way to kill him. Regardless of offense or defense, it will only increase casualties.
But even so, no one will be afraid.
Breath of Xia·Shape of Seven·Hazy.
Muichiro Tokitoru turned on the pattern without hesitation, and with the force in his hand, the Nichirin Sword also turned red.
Facing an enemy like Hei Shimo, no one dares to be careless.
"A breathing technique that I have never seen before. Is this your own sword skill?"
Heishimou looked at Tokitoru Muichiro who was the first to rush over and remained unmoved. He didn't even pull out the Demon Blade from his waist again.
Muichiro Tokitou's speed suddenly became faster and slower, and he kept approaching with a special rhythm, trying to use such sword skills to disrupt Hei Shimo's sight and hearing.
However, the effect does not seem to be obvious.
"Excellent sword skills. If we are of equal strength, maybe you can hurt me."
An indifferent response lingered around Tokidou Muichiro, his sword was thrown away, and the figure of Hei Shimo disappeared without a trace like a ghost.
"careful!"
At the same time as the voice sounded, another figure flashed behind Tokitou Muichiro.
"puff--"
Blood splattered everywhere.
Immortal Kawa Genya, who was standing behind him, was instantly cut into two pieces by Lan Yao.
Heishimou, who showed his true skills, easily dodged Muichiro's slashing attack and went around to his back. If Genmi hadn't blocked the attack, he would have been injured.
"not dead?"
Heishimou looked indifferently at Xuan Mi, who was cut into two pieces and his life breath did not escape. Compared with his own cut being blocked, he was more surprised by the tenacious vitality of the human in front of him.
"Are you the Ghost Eater?"
As he spoke, he raised the blade again.
"You guy!"
When Immortal Kawa Saneya and Muichiro Tokitoru reacted, blue veins popped out on their faces when they saw this scene.
Breath of Wind·Four Types·Ascension to the Sky Sand Dust Lan.
Breath of Kasumi, Two Types, Eightfold Kasumi.
Continuous slashes coming from both front and back directions instantly enveloped Black Death Mou.
The strong wind drove the clouds to flow at high speed, making Hei Shimo, who was deeply involved in sword skills, seem to be in the troposphere at an altitude of 10,000 meters, and could not see everything around him for a while.
Thunder light loomed in the clouds, and the severed boy disappeared without a trace.
And Hei Shimo had to change the trajectory of the ghost blade in his hand to face the two men's violent slashes.
Breath of the Moon·Shape of Wu·Moon Soul Disaster Vortex.
The clouds rolled by the strong wind suddenly darkened. Standing in the wind and clouds, Hei Shimo turned his body around. No one could see him draw his sword, but a huge vortex-shaped wind blade was produced around him, tearing apart
The stirring storm.
The combined slashes of the two men were torn apart in an instant, and after the storm cleared, what was revealed was the shocking full moon.
"hateful--"
Muichiro Tokitou and Saneya Immortal smacked their lips and backed away unwillingly.
Although they wanted to cut off the ghost's neck directly, it seemed that even if the two of them joined forces, it would not be that easy.
However, the goal of this attack can be regarded as achieved.
The figures of Kuwashima Jigoro and Xuanya appeared on the side. Taking advantage of the two of them to restrict Heishimou's movements, Kuwashima Jigoro rescued Xuanmi's severed body from under the knife.
"Oh...fortunately, I kept keeping an eye on this child, and something almost happened...Oh no, it seems like something happened..."
Kuwashima Cigoro sighed slightly, "I'm still getting old..."
"Grandpa, why are you here?" Shanyi asked in surprise.
"Don't worry about this for now. Is there any way to save this?" Kuwashima Jigoro patted Zenitsu's head and pointed at Genmi who was cut in half.
"Blood! Give me ghost blood!" Xuan Mi struggled and stretched out his hand.
"I have it here!"
Tanjiro quickly took out the blood he had collected from those ghosts.
Fortunately, there was still blood left on his body that had not been given to Miss Zhuyo in time, otherwise there would be a ghost here, and there would be no flesh and blood for Xuan Mi to devour.
"Come together and break his neck!"
Perhaps because his younger brother had been chopped down, Immortal Sakawa Shiya looked ferocious and rushed forward again angrily.
Breath of Wind·One Shape·Dust Whirlwind·Cutting.
The violent slashes brought up strong winds and roared towards Hei Death Mo. He originally thought that Hei Death Mo would not avoid it, but the opponent's fighting style seemed to be very different from other ghosts.
Heishimou did not take advantage of his body's ability to recover like other ghosts, but chose to dodge.
His fighting style is more like a swordsman than a ghost.
This is also the most troublesome part.
A powerful demon with a physique similar to cheating is already very troublesome, but what if the opponent possesses everything that the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps master?
Heishimou was originally one of the swordsmen who stood at the top of the Demon Slayer Corps. He mastered the breathing method "Breath of the Moon" second only to the "Breath of the Sun", and now he has become a demon and has been training for hundreds of years.
.
Just thinking about such a monster is troublesome.
But how could the angry Shimi care so much?
"Die, die, die!"
The violent slashes continued to fall.
Countless arc-shaped slashes intersected with fierce winds.
Relying on the intuition honed in countless battles, Immortal Sakawa Saneya almost dodged all of Black Death Mo's attacks.