When a person is killed, he dies. This truth also applies to the locusts in the sky.

When the long sword in Kokushibo's hand pointed at the Sky Locust, it also broke the spiritual barrier in the hearts of the ordinary people, and completely trampled the sacredness of the Sky Locust underfoot. Although most people in the field were still concentrating on watching Kokushibo, some smart guys had already begun to look at the lofty Sky Locust with a playful look.

At this moment, Tianhuang is no longer a high and mighty god, but just a man pointed at by the ghost sword!

"Demon Slayer Corps criminal, do you know what your actions just now mean?"

At this time, Judas obviously also understood what Kokushibo's behavior meant, because this knife directly pulled Tianhuang back from the altar in the hearts of the people. How could Judas suppress his anger? He roared:

"You are looking up at me, intending to kill me. Your sins are like a flood that is overwhelming the heavens! Come on, kill this rebellious man as soon as possible!"

Kokushibo was still moving forward slowly at this time, but with a shout from Judas, the grass ground of the venue suddenly began to shake, and evil spirits came from all directions, each of them rushing towards Kokushibo with murderous intent.

These are the evil spirits raised by the military, who were ordered by the military high-ranking officials to come and protect His Majesty Tian Huang. As carefully selected military elites, the weakest of these evil spirits has the strength of the Twelve Demon Moons, and their strength is comparable to that of countless upper-rank ones.

It was only now that it was snowing heavily and dark clouds covered the sun that these evil spirits appeared together in front of Kokushibo and blocked his progress.

Although they were powerful, they were mostly ugly. After all, they were evil ghosts, and they liked to eat people by nature. They only pursued power and naturally did not care about their appearance. As soon as they appeared, they caused panic among tens of thousands of civilians present.

The civilians around them also panicked. They wanted to leave, but with tens of thousands of people crowded together, how could they easily escape? As a result, countless people pushed and jammed the stands, and accidents occurred frequently.

Seeing this, Judas on the high ground spoke again through the radio:

"My subjects, you don't need to panic. Those who appear now are not evil spirits, but warriors under my command. Now they must obey my orders and use the blood of this criminal to show the majesty of the throne to the world!"

After hearing Judas's voice, most of them calmed down a little. Everyone looked at the evil ghosts in the field with different shapes, which were obviously not good. They also remembered the ruthless killing of the Demon Slayer Corps by Tianhuang before, and the Demon Slayer Corps uniform on Kokushibo, and everyone couldn't help but have an idea in their hearts.

Could it be that the Demon Slayer Corps are actually the good guys, and the Sky Locusts are the bad guys?

Is it because the Heavenly Locusts are raising evil demons that they are calling for the killing of the Demon Slayer Corps?

At the same time, the soldiers who had been ambushing around the venue pulled the bolts of their guns one by one, and the muzzles of their guns pointed in the direction of Kokushibo. With the sound of gunfire, the bullets flew straight towards Kokushibo with strong winds.

Then, there was a sound like a machine gun, and the bullets flying towards Kokushibo stopped three feet in front of Kokushibo. Kokushibo performed the Breathing of the Moon, the Eighteenth Form, and the Tsukuyomi!

At this time, countless tiny ice crystals surrounded Kokushibo's body, and ordinary bullets could not break Kokushibo's absolute defense.

The long sword in Kokushibo's hand emitted a faint orchid light, and his slightly closed eyes seemed to glance around casually. Waves of chills spread throughout the venue along with this look, making all the evil spirits present feel a little fear.

Facing hundreds of powerful demons beside him, Kokushibo said calmly:

"Whoever stands in my way will die!"

Chapter 189: Black Death's Obsession

Although it was just one sentence, it made all the ghosts twitch subconsciously. At this moment, in the eyes of all the evil ghosts, Kokushibo was no longer an old swordsman, but a god of death from hell. He looked around, as if he could bring death at any time.

tread, tread, tread...

Frightened by Kokushibo's aura, none of the evil spirits dared to move in front of Kokushibo. All the evil spirits just stared blankly at Kokushibo slowly walking forward, quietly listening to Kokushibo's footsteps.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing that the demons were frightened by Kokushibo's words, Judas on the high ground roared:

“Why are you just standing there? Hurry up and attack! Are you going to join forces with the remnants of the Demon Slayer Corps to commit crimes?”

With the roar of the Sky Locust, the evil spirits in the venue finally reacted and rushed towards Kokushibo one by one.

Seeing the evil spirits surrounding him and all kinds of blood demon techniques being cast at him as if they were free, Kokushibo's body tensed up instantly, and he dodged the attacks of the evil spirits easily like a flying swallow.

He swung the long sword in his hand, and the sword light like moonlight disturbed the flying snow around him. In just a moment, Kokushibo slashed at the neck of an evil ghost.

So fast!

The demon attacked by Kokushibo was stronger than the original Twelve Demon Moons, and was not much weaker than Muzan Kibutsuji. But even such a powerful demon was like a child in front of Kokushibo, and his head was easily cut off.

The blade passed by, like a full moon flashing, and the demon's head fell to the ground. Not only that, the demon's body and head were frozen into a hard ice block at this moment. The demon's strong recovery ability was meaningless in front of Kokushibo's Moon Breathing Technique. With just one knife, he easily killed an extremely powerful demon.

At this moment, no matter whether it was a ghost or a human, even the sun, moon and stars in the sky, were all looking at Kokushibo's sword.

Although this sword strike looked plain and ordinary, it was this sword skill without a trace of worldly air that demonstrated what the highest realm of kendo is!

But at this moment, Kokushibo had no intention of thinking about the sword he had just used.

At this moment, he raised his head and stared at the locusts in the sky high above.

He knew that he didn't have much time left!

The move of blocking the sun just now consumed too much of his vitality. If he were to continue to fight with these evil spirits at this moment, he would definitely be dragged to death here.

Therefore, he had to shorten the distance between himself and the Sky Locust as quickly as possible and kill the Sky Locust with his sword in full view of everyone!

As long as he accomplishes this, his name and deeds will completely surpass his brother and he will become an eternal legend in this country!

After the long sword passed, Kokushibo immediately rushed towards the locusts. The evil spirits on the side naturally would not give him the opportunity to move forward.

These evil spirits who had been instilled with the idea of loyalty to the emperor and the country were now using their lives to show their loyalty to the Heavenly Locust. One after another, they rushed towards the Black Death Bo without caring about their lives. Many evil spirits even performed the bloody ghost technique of mutual destruction, wanting to use their lives to exchange for the safety of the Heavenly Locust.

At this time, the venue in front of the church had undoubtedly turned into a brutal arena. Countless evil spirits shouted and roared, rushing towards Kokushibo without hesitation. Kokushibo waved the long sword in his hand, and his body seemed to be shrouded by moonlight, blocking all the evil spirits in front of him.

At this moment, Kokushibo was fighting desperately, and the demons were fighting desperately as well. The soldiers saw that their bullets had no effect on Kokushibo, so they rushed into the venue without hesitation, wanting to use their flesh and blood to stop Kokushibo's steps.

But unfortunately, Kokushibo is still moving slowly forward.

Although his body was spotless, he was covered in blood. Some of it was human blood, but most of it was from evil spirits!

The long sword was flying, and Kokushibo was getting closer and closer to the sky locust in the high place.

Four hundred meters, three hundred meters, two hundred meters...

Gradually, Judas on the high platform could already see the face of Kokushibo not far away. Feeling Kokushibo's emotionless cold eyes, Judas felt like he was falling into an ice cave. In thousands of years, it was the first time that Judas felt such horror. A seven-color halo appeared on his head, and his nearly omniscient ability was activated. He threw all kinds of blood demon arts at Kokushibo without any cost, but none of them could break Kokushibo's defense.

He subconsciously wanted to escape and hide, but his inner ambition prevented him from doing so. This was because there were still tens of thousands of ordinary people in the venue. If he escaped, then his own and even Tian Huang's sacred status in the hearts of the Chinese people would be gone.

Once the sacred status of the sky locust is gone, the entire East will never be shrouded in the glory of God.

So Judas did not run away. Even though Kokushibo was getting closer and closer to him, he still suppressed his inner fear and insisted on standing on a high place, looking down at Kokushibo below.

At the same time, Kokushibo was gradually reaching his limit.

He slowly raised the long sword in his hand, and the surrounding cold air wrapped in flying snow rushed towards the moonlit long sword.

This is my last blow!

Black Death said secretly:

Yunyi, did you see that? I'm finally going to surpass you!

You are always ahead of me!

You were born with a transparent world, but I have worked hard and practiced hard to barely see a similar scenery with you.

You were born with stripes, and you can easily defeat powerful demons. I burned my life to gain similar power to you.

You were born with the ability to breathe. The Sun Breathing is as natural to you as breathing for ordinary people. But for me, I have to endure the severe pain in my lungs in order to practice the Moon Breathing.

You are a child of God, born with everything that others only dream of. Your existence is as dazzling as the sun, and anyone standing next to you is just a foil for you.

Yoriichi, do you understand the pain a person has to endure as a brother of God?

We are twins, the closest brothers, have the same parents, and were born on the same day. We shouldn't be much different from each other, but the reality is that apart from that we are almost completely different!

You are the god of the sun, and I have known this fact since I was seven years old.

In order to become the strongest samurai, I started to practice hard since I was a child. When I was seven years old, I had already practiced swordsmanship for several years. In contrast, you were just a shy boy who could only act like a spoiled child in your mother's arms.

I thought that as your elder brother I needed to protect you, but reality told me that the truly powerful one is you!

The guard who taught me swordsmanship was no match for you. The first time you used a sword, you were like a god, easily defeating your opponent and trampling all my years of hard work under your feet.

In front of you, my hard work, my sweat, and my dream of becoming the strongest warrior have all become a joke!

What a joke!

A snowflake slowly fell in front of his eyes. Kokushibo, who was holding a long sword high, had forgotten to breathe and his heartbeat. Even the figure of Tianhuang, who was originally watching him, gradually became blurred, leaving only a back. That was the back of Tsugumi Yoshiichirō, his closest brother.

In the past, this figure was so far away, as unreachable as the horizon, and as awe-inspiring as the sun in the sky. But now, this figure has become so close, so close that Kokushibo can feel the person's breath, the person's heartbeat, and the warm body temperature.

"Brother, your wish is to become the strongest samurai in this country? Then I will become the second strongest samurai in this country~"

When he was seven years old, the words spoken by Yoriichi Tsugakuni echoed in Kokushibo's ears.

His tone is still so gentle, his smile is still so innocent, and his dream is still so humble.

Yes, humble!

With god-like talent, his dream is just to become the second in the country. How can such a dream not be humble?

Obviously, he later became the strongest in the history of this country, and his brilliance eclipsed all the warriors of this country in the past thousand years, but he only wanted to be second in the country.

why?

Because in his heart, his brother is the first.

What a joke!

As long as you are here, how can I be number one!

When I was twenty, I met you again. At that time, I was already a well-known samurai in the country. According to my father's will, I inherited the family business and fought on the battlefield with my army like all the samurai of that era.

I defeated my opponents one after another, and gradually became famous. Just when I was successful and gradually began to forget you, you appeared!

The evil ghost attacked my subordinates, and you killed the evil ghost in one move!

You appeared before me again, completely shattering my fantasy. You made me realize that as a warrior, I am completely vulnerable in front of you.

Later, I joined the Demon Slayer Corps. I left my wife and children, gave up my huge family business and wealth, not to kill evil spirits, but just to catch up with you.

I want to become stronger. I want to be a swordsman who surpasses you.

But fate played a big joke on me. It was only after I opened the markings that I realized that the glory that you are born with is something that ordinary people need to burn their lives to obtain.

I have activated the stripes, which means I won't live past 25! And if I don't live past 25, it means I will never catch up with you!

For this, I would rather become a ghost!

In order to gain a long life, I gave the head of the head of the Ubuyashiki family as a gift to Muzan Kibutsuji, and eventually I became the First Upper Moon, Kokushibo.

I began to hide from place to place, and could no longer face the sun, and even began to devour the flesh and blood of ordinary people.

But I don’t regret it, because only by becoming a ghost and having a long life can I have the chance to surpass you!

Then, you showed up again.

I thought that after becoming a ghost and practicing for decades, I could catch up with you! But it turns out that I was still just fantasizing.

Although you are old and worn out, your sword is still as sharp as ever. With one strike, you shattered my inner complacency into pieces!

You, with your gray hair and a long sword in your hand, defeated me easily.

Then, you no longer gave me the chance to surpass you, and just died.

I still remember the way you died. Even though you were dead, you were still standing, and the long sword in your hand was still frightening.

You are wearing sun earrings on your ears, and the earrings sway in the wind. They are the blessing your mother gives you.

You were holding a pink cloth bag in your arms. I remember that bag. It was your wife's legacy.

In that bag was a flute. I remember that flute because I gave it to you.

I still remember that when I was little, I thought you were too shy and weak, and I was afraid that you would be bullied, so I made this ugly flute for you. It was not for playing any music, but I just thought that if you were in danger, you could play this flute, and then as your brother, I could rush to protect you.

But later I realized how stupid I was when I was young!

So I cut the flute in half with one stroke, and at the same time I cut the cloth bag that contained the flute in half, and even cut your dead body in half.

I don't want to see you again, and I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore!

Then, several hundred years passed.

The world has changed a lot, and you have long left this world.

Time is truly the best medicine to heal wounds. Under the cover of endless time and space, the scars in my heart caused by you are finally beginning to heal slowly.

You are dead, and the dead will never appear in this world.

Next, I just need to practice hard and become stronger little by little. In the long run, I will definitely be able to surpass you.

That’s what I think, and that’s how I’ve lived for hundreds of years.

Then, you appeared again!

In the illusion of Kocho Ninja Sword Technique, I saw your back again. He pointed his long sword diagonally, easily destroying an army of tens of thousands of people, crushing the world with one sword, trampling the whole world and the whole history under his feet.

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