Chapter 52: Demon Slayer (Six)

Having said that, Wakuraba put his palms together.

"Swift!"

In an instant, there were numerous demon shadows.

This is...

Multiple Shadow Clone Technique (×)

Blood Demon Art. Heretical Afterimage!

"Interesting."

Jon muttered to himself, with countless golden arcs emerging on his body.

The demon's pupils shrank sharply.

It's that power again!

"No, I can't fight, I have to find a chance to escape."

In times of crisis, the true nature of a coward is revealed.

Wakuraba looked fierce on the surface.

But in fact, he was already considering how to RUN.

'Ding!' 'Ding!' 'Ding!'

Tanjiro and others were in a fierce battle with the demon.

A flash of inspiration crossed his mind.

Wakuraba roll their eyes.

Got it!

"Demon Slayer Team, how dare you be so presumptuous!" The Demon roared to the sky, "Die for me!"

Killing intent rose, and the demon shadows were chaotic.

Wakuraba controlled dozens of heretical afterimages, rushing towards the enemy like moths to a flame.

Jon's momentum slightly sank.

Armament Haki. Ripple Sprint. Atomic Slash!

"Now is the time!"

The Demon didn't care about his heretical afterimages.

His figure flickered.

Instantly appeared behind Shinazugawa Genya.

Just now was a feint, this is my real goal!

A smirk appeared at the corner of Wakuraba's mouth.

"Ripple Sprint. Third Form. Flowing Dance - Ryuryu Mai!"

"Ripple Sprint. First Fang. Penetrating Shot!"

Easier said than done.

Two Nichirin Swords arrived one after the other.

The smile on Wakuraba's face froze.

He was unwilling to exchange injury for life.

He was forced to dodge and retreat helplessly.

Shinazugawa Genya, who was startled into a cold sweat, turned around and happened to meet the concerned eyes of Tanjiro and Inosuke.

His heart warmed, but he still said stubbornly, "You guys don't need to meddle."

"What did you say!"

Hearing this, Inosuke waved his two swords.

But then, Tanjiro timely played the peacemaker, "Alright, alright, now is not the time to say these things."

At this time, Tsuyuri Kanao also came over and said softly, "All the enemies have been eliminated."

Apart from himself, where else are there living demons nearby?

Wakuraba's eyelids jumped wildly.

What kind of monsters are these!

I've been hoarding soldiers for more than a year.

In less than ten minutes, you guys killed them all?

Staring at Wakuraba, Shinazugawa Genya's eyes were burning, and he sneered, "'Lower Rank Three', it's just right for you to be sacrifice for my sword!"

"Hey, Coward, you can't eat alone." Inosuke was immediately unhappy, "This guy is my prey."

Shinazugawa Genya's forehead broke out in a 'well' character, "Don't call me that!"

Inosuke was fearless, "Coward! Coward! Coward!"

Saying this, why are they going to fight again?

Tanjiro hurriedly reminded the two.

"We're still in battle, everyone cheer up!"

After a pause, he then said, "Don't forget, the mentor is watching us."

With one sentence, they were as quiet as chickens.

Genya and Inosuke looked solemn and naturally formed a battle formation.

Wakuraba was secretly complaining.

He had planned to take hostages in the chaos, so that the other party would be afraid of hurting the hostages.

Who would have thought, these little kids are not easy to deal with.

Tanjiro and others stand off against Wakuraba from a distance.

Not far away, Jon scratches his eyebrows, "It seems that I don't need to make a move."

Thinking of this, he directly sheathes his sword and deliberately says loudly, "I'm in a good mood today, whoever can slay the demon moon, I will give them a special reward."

Special reward!

The ears of the four little ones twitched slightly.

The next second...

"Ripple Sprint. First Form. Water Surface Slash!"

"Pig Rush! Ripple Sprint. Second Fang. Blade Split!"

"Ripple Sprint. Fourth Form. Red Flower Dress."

Shinazugawa Genya: You guys are ganging up to bully me because I can't use the breathing technique, right?

Although he said so, Genya's actions were not slow at all.

His legs suddenly exerted force, and his figure suddenly became blurred.

Wakuraba dared not be careless, and put his hands together.

"Swift!"

Heretical afterimages came out all at once.

Like locusts, they were dense.

Upon contact, Tanjiro and others, who were still shallow in training, were suppressed.

Shinazugawa Genya relied on his flexible body method to keep moving around, trying to kill the enemy with one blow.

But Wakuraba was as steady as an old dog.

When he should dodge, he dodges. When he should flash, he flashes.

He didn't give the four little ones any chance at all.

Even Jon was stunned.

aren't you, a dignified demon moon, how can you be more stable than a defense tower?

Does Kibutsuji Muzan know that you're so cowardly?

"Heh."

Wakuraba chuckled in his heart.

Look down on me as much as you like.

When the time comes, you'll have a hard time...

After a long attack, Piggy and Shinazugawa Genya's old problems came back.

Ignoring the cooperation with teammates, the two of them mustered up their strength and attacked Wakuraba from left and right.

Wakuraba's eyes lit up.

Now is the time!

"Heretical Afterimage. Death Sentence!"

Kanjuro (×)

Deidara wearing a Kanjuro mask (√)

Even Jon didn't expect that Wakuraba's trump card was not only speed and clones, but even directional detonation!

Inosuke and Shinazugawa Genya hurriedly raised their swords to block.

Seeing the opportunity, Wakuraba jumped out of the battle circle.

'The best plan is to run.'

This wave, this wave is all tactics to escape.

"Cough cough... Tanjiro, stop him!"

"Kanao, please."

The severely injured Inosuke and Shinazugawa Genya weakly shouted.

Tanjiro gritted his teeth and thrust out a sword with all his might.

"Ripple Sprint. Seventh Form. Droplet Ripple Stab!"

'Splash.'

The azure water flow was like an arrow, hitting the Demon's back heart accurately.

Wakuraba inevitably staggered a bit.

Taking advantage of this gap, Tsuyuri Kanao's attack arrived in an instant.

"Ripple Sprint. Fifth Form. Fruitless Peony!"

Nine consecutive attacks were launched from all directions, stabbing at the same point, the sword aura was like peony petals, exceptionally gorgeous.

"Puff."

After suffering two consecutive heavy blows, the evil spirit spat out a mouthful of dirty blood.

"As long as... as long as I reach that place!"

Rather than fighting endlessly with the little kids, it's better to escape early and inform Muzan-sama of the situation.

Wakuraba knew very clearly in his heart.

The reason why he has been able to live for so long is not because of his superior strength, but because the man who claims to be the special instructor of the Demon Slayer Corps is intentionally training his disciples...

Only a fool wouldn't run!

He ran all the way.

The exit of the maze is in sight.

A relieved smile appeared on Wakuraba's face.

Suddenly, a transparent door appeared in the air.

Jon, with his hands in his pockets, walked out of it unhurriedly, "Sorry, this road is closed."

"Why!"

From ecstasy to despair, Wakuraba's eyes were about to split.

"Why won't you let me go!"

Why?

Jon couldn't be bothered to answer, he gently exhaled.

The exhalation turned into a whirl, and the whirl into a blade.

The fierce storm swept up Wakuraba, mercilessly cutting every inch of his skin.

The demon howled.

A great fear arose in his heart.

He hadn't had enough of voluptuous beauties, nor had he become the right-hand man of the Demon King.

So many ambitions have not been realized...

He didn't want to die!

Jon, expressionless, pulled out his long sword, intending to give Wakuraba a quick end.

Suddenly, there was a rumble of thunder.

"Big brother, I'm here to help you!"

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