People who are interested in comics will never die in the Shura field

One is to cultivate the relationship among everyone, and the other is to enhance the strength of the members of the Demon Slayer Corps. Tanjiro came here to purchase supplies and to see Miss Akashi's house.

Then I heard someone shouting for help on the street.

As a warm-hearted boy, Tanjiro certainly stepped forward, but when he looked over, he saw...

Oh my! Isn't this the Demon King Muzan Kibutsuji? How come he has become so lame after not seeing him for a few days?

Tanjiro had met Muzan once when he came to this city before, but at that time Muzan turned an ordinary person into a demon to create chaos in order to escape.

It was also during that incident that Tanjiro met Miss Akase.

Although Miss Tamayo is a ghost, she has a kind heart and is willing to help the human who turned into a ghost turn back into a human. Moreover, through the correspondence between the two, it can be learned that the human who turned into a ghost has regained consciousness and it will not take long for him to truly turn back into a human.

Although Muzan has turned into the appearance of a child, his general outline has not changed, and the cold aura from him can be smelled from several kilometers away.

"Breath of the Sun."

Muzan was running forward for his life when he suddenly saw a flash of fire in front of him. He thought that Yoshiichi Tsugakuni was catching up with him. He was so scared that he forgot how to resist and let Tanjiro's knife chop his neck.

But after he chopped it down with the knife, he found that the power seemed to be wrong.

Although it is both Breathing of the Sun, the power of the sword is completely different.

Muzan looked up and realized that the young man in front of him who was using the Sun Breathing was a member of the Demon Slayer Corps whom he had met once before.

A hideous smile instantly appeared on Wuzan's face.

Tsugikoku Yoriichi, don't you value your partners very much? I'm going to capture this boy now, let's see what you can do to me. If you have the guts, just ignore this boy and chop me up directly.

Muzan simply grabbed Tanjiro's neck.

"Little boy, if you want to live, just listen to me." Wuzan yelled.

Just then, Shanchuihuajin arrived.

Tanjiro Kamado was originally curious about why Muzan Kibutsuji ran away so miserably, but when he saw Yamabuki Hanako, he understood everything.

"Mr. Yamabuki, it's you." Tanjiro Kamado showed a relaxed expression on his face: "I'm sorry I was taken hostage, but it doesn't matter. For everyone, please chop me and this ghost together."

Wu Can's face turned green: "Young man! Don't commit suicide! You want to die but I want to live!"

Chapter 433: Good News: Paying Homage to Boss Muzan

Wuzan's brain is confused now.

Isn't the greatest joy of life to live? Why is this boy not afraid of death? If he dies, there will be nothing left.

"Tsugukuni Yoshiichi! Don't come over here! Otherwise, I will strangle him to death!" Muzan Kibutsuji screamed heartbreakingly.

"What do you think of human life!" There was an indescribable murderous aura emanating from Yamabuki Hanajin, and Boss Muzan felt his legs go weak.

"Let's exchange our lives. I'll let this boy go, and you're not allowed to chase me anymore. I won't hurt anyone again. How about it? Isn't this a good condition?" shouted Muzan Kibutsuji.

Before Yamabuki Hanajin could say anything, Tanjiro could no longer hold back.

"Absolutely not! Mr. Yamabuki, my life doesn't matter, but I must not let this bastard go. He killed so many people, he must be punished. You don't have to consider my feelings, just kill me with one knife. If you can't do it, I can bite my tongue and commit suicide..." Tanjiro said firmly.

"Don't bite your tongue to commit suicide!" Boss Muzan was so scared that he pinched Tanjiro's chin.

He believed that the reason he was still alive was because he had a hostage in his hand, but if this person died, Tsugikuni Yoshiichi would definitely not show mercy to him.

As for why the boy called Tsukuni Yoriichi "Mr. Yamabuki", after all, hundreds of years had passed, maybe he had changed his name? It didn't matter. What mattered was that the man in front of him was definitely Tsukuni Yoriichi, and he would not make a mistake even if he turned into ashes.

"Young man! Good job! I will come to burn incense for you on your death anniversary next year." Shan Chui Hua Jin raised the knife in his hand with a grim smile.

Wuzan is too desperate.

You guys are so cruel. I just want to live. Am I wrong?

"Since you don't let me live, then you'll all be buried with me!" Muzan Kibutsuji wanted to drag more people to be buried with him.

"Breath of the Sun!"

In an instant, Muzan didn't even have time to resist before he was torn into pieces.

Tanjiro was surprised to find that he was still alive.

"I never solve the trolley problem. My choice is to transform into Superman and carry the trolley and fly together." Yamabuki Hanajima slowly put away the knife.

It’s just that Muzan’s vitality is very tenacious. Even if he was chopped into small pieces, he still kept squirming.

"Uncle next to you, please lend me your broom." Wuzan said to a small vendor next to him.

"Help! Someone is killing someone!" the street vendor screamed and ran away.

Shanchuika Jin picked up the broom and swept up the broken pieces of Wuzan on the ground.

"What should we do? Is he dead?" Tanjiro asked curiously.

"No matter what, he is the Ghost King. He should not be killed so easily, right? Help me count first. I just chopped him into 108 pieces. Count and see if there is any missing." Shanchui Huajin squatted down and began to count Wuzan's body.

No more, no less, a total of one hundred and eight yuan.

In other words, this time Muzan didn't even have a chance to escape. The last time he transformed into Saitama, the power of his punch was a bit too great. Although Muzan was beaten to pieces, the excess force created a storm that blew Muzan's cells to other places, giving him a chance to resurrect.

"Send a message to the Demon Slayer Corps immediately and ask them to bring more wisteria tea. Also, ask all the pillars to come over to witness the moment when Boss Muzan is basking in the sun." Yamabuki Hanajin smiled and poked Boss Muzan's body with the tip of the knife.

Tanjiro immediately passed the news to the Demon Slayer Corps.

The leader of the Demon Slayer Corps was stunned when he heard the news.

I was just planning to die with Muzan, I had already set up the explosives, and now you tell me that Muzan has been stabbed to death? Didn't happiness come too suddenly?

At that moment, the leader of the Demon Slayer Corps gave an order, and all members of the Demon Slayer Corps were immediately on the scene and on full alert, not to give Muzan any chance.

Less than an hour later, all nine pillars gathered.

Everyone looked at the body fragments on the ground with different expressions.

The most surprising thing was that Miss Tamayo was also there.

As a demon, she could clearly feel that Muzan's power had weakened to the extreme. She had experienced this feeling once not long ago, when Muzan was beaten by a punch from Teacher Saitama and only a few cells were left.

Although Ms. Tamayo is a demon, she has always been connected to the Demon Slayer Corps.

Everyone is witnessing this moment.

"Mr. Yamabuki, I really don't know how to thank you." The leader of the Demon Slayer Corps walked over with an excited look on his face.

Mr. Yamabuki put his hand on his lips and said, "Pouring champagne at halftime is a taboo. Before the sun comes out, I will never believe that Muzan is dead. I will never set a flag."

This Tsugakuto Yoriichi is obviously extremely powerful but overly cautious.

In this way, everyone waited here for a whole night.

The moment the sun came out, the corpse of the Demon King Muzan completely disappeared in the sunlight.

Mr. Yamabuki had already brewed a pot of wisteria tea and gently sprinkled it on Muzan's ashes.

It’s because I’m afraid that Muzan’s ashes can rise again.

I'm a professional when it comes to last-hitting.

Miss Tamayo hid downstairs in the distance, watching Muzan reduced to ashes with excitement.

The curse that lasted for hundreds of years was finally lifted.

Yamabuki Hanajin carefully swept up Muzan's ashes, threw them all into the wisteria teapot, and shook it evenly.

It is absolutely guaranteed that no cell can survive.

"Everyone, I declare that the Demon Slayer Corps is disbanded." The leader of the Demon Slayer Corps said excitedly.

After hundreds of years of life, it finally came to an end today.

The Demon King Muzan no longer exists, and the demons related to Muzan will gradually disappear. Only demons like Miss Tamayo who have broken free from Muzan's control will survive in the world.

"Mr. Yamabuki, I really don't know how to thank you." The Demon Slayer Corps lord couldn't help but hold Yamabuki Hanajin's hand.

"I'm hungry. Is it okay for you to treat me to breakfast?" asked Shanchui Huajin.

"I will definitely satisfy you!"

After doing all this, Yamabuki Hanajin walked towards Miss Tamayo in the distance.

Ms. Tamayo bowed slightly to him and said, "You are not Mr. Tsugikoku Yoshiichi himself, right?"

"Indeed, I am just borrowing his body to move around in this world. I will leave after twelve o'clock today, and I am not sure in what form I will appear in this world." Shanchui Huajin said with a smile.

"Nevertheless, I still want to say thank you."

"What about you? Now that your wish has been fulfilled, what are your plans from now on?" Yamabuki Huajin looked at Tamayo curiously.

Zhu Shi looked at the bright sunshine and suddenly smiled: "The world is so big, I want to see everywhere."

"By the way, there are blue red spider lilies growing on the mountain where Tanjiro lives. Maybe if you eat them, you won't be afraid of the sun anymore. If you come up with anything weird in the future, remember to let me know."

"must."

Chapter 434: The Beginning of the Fateful Battle

A new day has begun.

After saying goodbye to the Demon Slayer Corps, Yamabuki Hanajin had a rare good sleep. In fact, the biggest reason was that there were really no entertainment activities in the Demon Slayer era.

No computer, no mobile phone, no games, I just lay in bed and fell asleep before I knew it.

So Shanchuihuajin was in particularly good spirits today.

"It's another energetic day. Whose bed did I crawl into today?" Shanchui Huajin closed his eyes and touched around randomly.

As I was touching it, a short scream of a girl suddenly came from the side.

"Who? Who's there?" the girl asked in panic.

It was now about four o'clock in the morning and the room was very dim. Even if they were sitting face to face, they couldn't see each other's faces clearly. It was understandable that the girl felt scared.

Although the other party couldn't see him, Shanchui Huajin found that he could clearly see the girl's face, which meant that he was not a human today. Bah, how did he get himself into trouble?

Prove today that you are not an ordinary person.

Just as Shanchui Huajin was about to open the system interface as usual, she saw her nine big furry tails.

Well, you can know who you are without clicking on the system page.

I will definitely become a feathered fox.

You don't even need to look in the mirror, just touch your tail and you'll know that the feel and the color of your fur are far beyond the reach of ordinary foxes. I'm proud!

The girl was only wearing a thin nightgown. In her panic, she thought that a gangster had entered the room and wanted to do something bad to her. She immediately lit the oil lamp in the room, only to find that the person sleeping next to her was actually a girl who was cuter than herself.

He was greeting me with a smile.

The girl's brain was at a standstill for a moment. She didn't know what was going on. Why was there someone else in her bed? Did she go to the wrong room? Just as she was thinking about it, the nine furry tails of the feather fox stretched out from under the quilt.

"A monster!" the girl screamed, groping on the ground and finally took out a dagger.

Shanchui Huajin couldn't help laughing when he saw the knife.

Girl, are you sure this knife can be used on me? Let alone killing monsters, your knife is too blunt to even kill a chicken.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. After all, I'm a very energetic person." Shanchui Huajin wanted to tease the little girl, so he reached out and gently grabbed the girl's wrist.

Maybe it’s because she has heard too many stories about monsters and demons since she was a child. In the girl’s mind, monsters are evil villains who do all kinds of evil. It’s a complete stereotype.

In panic, she took the dagger in both hands and slashed at Shanchui Huajin, but Shanchui Huajin blocked it with his right wrist.

Are you kidding me? How could a weapon like this possibly hurt me?

Just as Shanchui Huajin was thinking this, the dagger left a shallow scar on her white wrist.

"Hmm???" Shanchui Huajin looked at the wound on his hand with a confused look on his face, and then he suddenly realized.

It turns out that this sword is not an ordinary sword, but a sword forged by the Onmyoji himself specifically for killing monsters.

No wonder he could hurt himself.

But before he could say anything, the girl was frightened. She threw the knife to the ground in panic and kept apologizing to him.

Maybe even she herself didn't expect that she could actually hurt someone.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I didn't mean it. I was just too scared. I will help you with the treatment now!" said the girl with a terrified face.

"No need, this minor injury will heal in a few minutes." Although Shanchui Huajin had already said this, the girl still pulled Shanchui Huajin's hand over and gently held it in her palm.