Chapter 143 ——Tsugikuni Michikatsu: A bunch of inexperienced guys...

It seemed to be because he had just awakened, Tanjuro didn't notice the silence around him.

On the roof.

Clang.

The tiles made a collision sound.

"Undying Slash..."

Tanjuro propped up the tiles with his arm, straightened his upper body, his dazed eyes gradually became clear, and he murmured:

"It's pulled out."

Just now.

The moment he pulled out the Undying Slash from the bottom of the sakura dragon's eye, he was blown out of that illusion by the sudden gust of wind.

The last scene he saw was the sakura dragon raising its head and roaring wildly around.

When he came back to his senses.

shaa...

The crimson breath entwined Tanjuro's body, turning into strands of blood and rising and drifting.

The next moment.

The crimson smoke in mid-air condensed.

Tanjuro subconsciously looked up at the mid-air.

The price of pulling out the Undying Slash is the life of the sword puller.

Therefore, only the "dragon descendants" who are immortal can pull out the Undying Slash, and use it after [resurrection].

In the mid-air.

The crimson breath twisted together like a flower on the other shore, so rich that it seemed to become substantial.

The next moment.

The ancient hilt slowly fell from the crimson breath that was so rich that it seemed to lead to another space.

The worn-out sword, the pitted and crimson rusty long sword appeared one by one as it fell.

the Long sword suspended in mid-air, the sword emitting a misty red smoke, stayed in front of Tanjuro who sat up.

Tanjuro stared at the Undying Slash in front of him.

——A substitute for the Bright Red Sword.

Plop.

He slowly reached out his hand and firmly grasped the yellowing hilt.

——Found it.

Tanjuro's breath of death gradually recovered, the power of resurrection in his body was boiling, and his eyes were firm:

"It's over."

He said.

...

On the other side.

"...Sakura?" Uzui Tengen surprised with this sudden development

The moment Tanjuro moved, he instinctively flashed to a position where he could hide himself.

He poked his head out of the darkness, only showing his eyes, and looked at Tanjuro's position in surprise:

"Blood demon... no, is it another Ashina ninjutsu... used to counter-kill the enemy?"

While Uzui Tengen talking to himself, he poked his head out.

Looking at Tanjuro's face regaining its color and re-gripping the Undying Slash.

A large amount of information and thoughts flashed in his mind, and he was stunned for nearly a second.

"...he came back to life?!" Uzui Tengen had an incredible expression, his eyebrows were tightly furrowed, he tried to lower his tone, but he still couldn't help but hoarse.

He looked at Tanjuro in shock.

As a ninja, Uzui Tengen can also force his heart to stop beating with his muscles.

To form a fake death.

But——

Thinking back to just now.

Tanjuro suddenly became the first time he met.

That sickly, skin tightly attached to the bones, extremely weak appearance.

It's not just a simple fake death at all!

His eyes trembled slightly, Uzui Tengen lay on the other side of the roof, and thoughts flashed in his mind.

He spoke to himself in a deep voice:

"Ashina-ryu..."

...

...

Not Far away.

At the top of the Lily Bodhisattva

A figure stiffened slightly.

"...Eh?"

Doma opened his mouth slightly, staring at Tanjuro's direction in a daze, he was choked for a while.

For almost three seconds, he couldn't say a word as pleasant as before.

The corners of his mouth seemed a bit stiff.

After a long time, he slowly maintained a smile, as if to relieve the embarrassment, he tilted his head and chuckled:

"Are you kidding me..."

The fan in his hand was quickly put down, and he propped his body with his hand, and he leaned forward to look at Tanjuro:

"Did you come back to life? I never heard of this..."

As a demon, Doma's perception of whether a creature's heart is still beating and whether the breath has stopped is extremely keen.

——That human.

In his colorful pupils, Tanjuro's figure slowly getting up with the sword that appeared out of thin air was reflected.

——Just now, he definitely dead.

His heart stopped beating, his breath decayed, his face was yellow, and it looked like a corpse.

——It is the withering feeling that all vitality has collapsed, like being dead for more than a year.

Even demons can't do Resurrection from the dead.

"I seem to understand Muzan-sama's thoughts a bit..."

Doma sighed slightly.

...

...

In the center of the Lily Bodhisattva's encirclement.

On the huge stone exposed to the water surface.

Tsugikuni Michikatsu looked at Tanjuro's position calmly.

"Hmph..."

He withdrew his gaze, looking unsurprised.

He raised his eyes and looked at Doma's exaggerated surprise.

And looked at Hakuji's hesitant expression.

A sense of pride that he had not even noticed himself rose in his heart.

Yes.

Tanjuro was the successor his brother had envisioned hundreds of years ago.

How could he doubt him.

That is Tsugikuni Michikatsu's brother.

A genius named Tsugikuni Yoriichi.

Thinking in his heart, he paused for a while.

——A peerless genius.

He added a sentence, and then nodded satisfactorily.

...

On the Lily Bodhisattva.

Doma's expression suddenly changed, he had a helpless expression:

"But——why he is coming back?"

Doma murmured, his gaze fixed on Tanjuro's back from afar:

"He's clearly already dead, wouldn't it be better to just die?"

He seemed to sigh:

"I really can't understand."

Suddenly.

Doma turned his head, smiling at the person behind him:

"Thad lady, I'm right, aren't I?"

Behind him.

Kocho Shinobu had just fallen from mid-air.

Plop.

Her toes gently landed on the shoulder of the Lily Bodhisattva

"Tsk!"

Kocho Shinobu frowned tightly, she wore a reflective feather weave, gripping the slender sword tightly, not knowing when she had come behind Doma:

"Die!" 

The sword in her hand turned and quickly stabbed at Doma!

"A thrust?" Doma just smiled and tilted his neck, easily avoiding Kocho Shinobu's attack.

Clang!

He casually used the golden fan to block Kocho Shinobu's Nichirin Sword, and the surrounding area began to fill with cold air, reminding:

"A thrust can't kill a demon, you have to cut off their neck."

At this time.

Whoosh!

A white afterimage suddenly appeared behind Doma!

"...That kind of thing!"

Shinazugawa grimaced, his arms tightly gripping the hilt, the sword swung behind him, his gaze aimed at Doma's neck:

"Of course I know! Bastard!"

Whoosh!

He forcefully twisted his body at the waist, the sword raised high behind him instantly cut through the air!

Straight towards Doma's neck!

For the two of them.

Everything is for the sake of slaying the enemy in front of them.

Even if one of their teammate dies, they must take this opportunity.

Shinazugawa's eyes became more and more fierce.

——Don't let their teammates's death be wasted in vain!

Doma tilted his head slightly.

In his perception, because he was in a daze just now, and almost all of the five ice Buddhas were entangled by Hakuji.

——These demon hunters, they dared to touch it so recklessly.

His gaze rested on Shinazugawa Sanemi's frost-covered calf.

Doma regretfully shook his head:

"Your courage is commendable."

The next moment.

Hiss——!

A full sky of cold air suddenly spewed out from the mouth of the Lily Bodhisattva below him!

The cold air that could tear the lungs spewed straight towards Shinazugawa Sanemi, who was leaping in mid-air!

"Damn it!"

Shinazugawa's eyes widened, he was stuck in mid-air, his body unable to move with force.

A familiar feeling surged in his heart.

Staring at the approaching white fog.

Like a revolving lantern.

Yes——

Shinazugawa thought to himself.

The first time he met Tanjuro, it was also because he couldn't avoid it in the air, that he suffered a loss.

He gritted his teeth and was angry at his own incompetence.

At this moment.

Suddenly.

Whoosh!

A shadow streaked across the sky.

Colliding with Shinazugawa in mid-air.

It was Tanjuro.

Plop.

Tanjuro landed on the other end of the ice Buddha, he carried Shinazugawa's body, and slowly put it down.

Kusabimaru was already sheathed, and in his hand was the dark red Undying Slash, which was longer than Kusabimaru.

"Hiss——"

The corner of his mouth overflowed with white mist, for a moment it was unclear whether it was because the environmental temperature was too low or the exhaled breath temperature was too high.

"Wha..." Shinazugawa was stunned for a moment, he came back to his senses, raised his head, and looked at Tanjuro who had put him down.

He was taken aback.

He was spechless.

Tanjuro's gaze stayed on Doma from beginning to end.

He gripped the Undying Slash in his hand, a familiar feeling couldn't help but surge in his heart.

With the movement in his heart.

Whoosh!

Tanjuro skillfully swung the sword behind him with one hand, his left hand slightly supporting the sword, making a wiping motion.

Kocho Shinobu had already jumped back the moment Shinazugawa launched the surprise attack.

She is now standing not far away, adjusting the new concentration of poison with her scabbard.

At this moment.

tap tap.....

"Arararara"

As soon as Doma turned his head, there were a few slight landing sounds beside him.

He laughed and looked around at himself.

Tanjuro was holding the hilt of the red sword tightly with one hand, and the sword was resting on his shoulder, and his other hand seemed to be making some preparatory movements.

Hakuji landed on another shoulder of the Lily Bodhisattva, his body was full of ice slag, but he was excitedly staring at himself.

Kokushibo-dono stood in an ice lotus not far away, staring at himself with a serious expression.

"This is bad."

Doma's eyes swept over several people and quickly analyzed the situation on the field.

An undead human, the former Upper Rank One, a madman.

Soon, he got his answer.

——He can't beat them.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Doma spread his hands and tentatively asked a person and two demons:

"Um… Tanjuro-dono, Kokushibo-dono."

He opened his colorful pupils, and his eyes were full of innocence and relaxation:

"Maybe we can chat first."

Doma turned his head and looked at Tanjuro, whose sword had begun to burst into crimson light, and quickly changed his tone:

"Can I also rebel a little bit——?"

Upon hearing this.

Almost all the people on the Lily Bodhisattva at this moment.

More or less, some incredulous expressions appeared on their faces.

...

...

At the same time.

On the other side.

At the Kamado's house.

The wooden house that was previously covered with snow seems to have been taken care of every day. Even after a long summer, the wooden house still looks as new as if someone lives in it every day.

Creak... creak...

Footprints stepped on the soft soil.

"It's strange, isn't anyone living here?"

The black uniform Kakushi team member wearing wooden frame glasses wiped the sweat from his forehead, standing behind the wooden house.

After going around the wooden house and making sure that no one was inside, he muttered to himself in doubt:

"The weeds next to the house are clearly taken care of."

He looked up at the front, the position of another small hill in the distance.

As a Kakushi team member, he responsible for exploring and discovering new herbs, he walks outside all year round.

Because he had never been here before, he got lost unknowingly in the evening.

Seeing a wooden house on the top of the mountain, he wanted to come and stay for one night, but no one lived.

However.

At this moment, he didn't care about so much.

His eyes were being attracted by something not far away.

Under the wooden frame glasses.

In the black pupils of the hidden team member, the small hill not far away is reflected.

That very obvious, a touch of cyan.

He can clearly see

——That is a cluster of flower buds.

It's a species I haven't seen before!

"Ah——! Great, that's definitely a new discovery!"

The expression on his face excited at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He wants to rest but he ran towards the position of the flower bud not far away with great interest.

At this moment,

Creak...

On the wooden box behind him.

A shriveled eyeball, like a balloon, slowly bulges until it is round.

It's Nakime's Blood Demon Art.

The task Muzan gave her was to find the traces of the Demon Slayer Corps members and attach them to them.

——To avoid Muzan himself encountering any demon hunters.

The eyeball was stunned for a while, as if it was coming back to its senses.

After waking up.

The scarlet pupils looked left and right, simply distinguishing the environment around.

The moment the eyes touched the wooden house behind the hidden team member.

Suddenly.

The eyes look scared and shivered.

(The end of this chapter)

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