Lost in thought, Hantengu was starting to panic. If this continued, it really might die here!
No...
We need to escape and meet up with Akaza to have any chance of killing this guy...
With this in mind, he controlled the wooden dragon to send his entangled body toward the open battlefield, attempting to escape the area.
Seeing this, Asuramaru leaned forward slightly, assumed a fighting stance, and asked, "Do you feel it's difficult to heal yourself? And is there a problem with your body?"
Having been slashed so many times, the Demon Curse had already invaded his body, and his self-healing ability had been completely suppressed.
Furthermore, the Demon Curse can continuously attack the cells in the body, as well as vital organs.
In contrast Zohakuten turned around in a panic, coldly questioning, "What did you do to me?! My body..."
Before he could finish speaking...
His blood rushed to his head, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, his breathing becoming somewhat weak and listless.
You are not worthy to know!
Asuramaru holds two swords, with rushing water surging across the blades, forming whirlpools that surround him.
And it was at this moment...
Tanjiro was not far away, also regained consciousness, and in contrast, the scar on his forehead suddenly began to spread outwards.
It formed a pattern of intense flames!
This also meant that he had activated his Demon Slayer Mark. At this moment, he felt his heart pounding and his whole body burning with heat. However, he was more concerned about Asuramaru, who was fighting not far away!
He was visibly taken aback when he saw this setup.
Which form of Water Breathing is this?
Why have I never seen it before...?
Little did they know that this was a technique created by Asuramaru himself within the sword, a fusion of several forms of Water Breathing.
The moment the water flow accelerated, Asuramaru moved, "Water Breathing - Twelfth Form - Water Melody!"
The figure shot out in an instant.
Surrounded by water, like a ferocious Suiryu, it arrived in front of Zohakuten in an instant, to his astonishment.
The twin blades had already severed its head.
"How... how is this possible..."
Zohakuten's head fell to the ground, its eyes were filled with terror. If its body hadn't become uncontrollable, it would never have been so easily decapitated.
As its head was about to dissipate, it looked at Asuramaru with venomous eyes, for it would not die even if its head was cut off.
However, its currently uncontrollable and unhealable body also renders it unable to fight for the time being.
The only good news is that the main body has already been sent out.
In contrast, Asuramaru deftly sheathed his sword, not even glancing back at Zohakuten, his attitude as casual as if he were just chopping a weed by the roadside.
He leaped into the air and landed right in front of Tanjiro.
Seeing the fiery Demon Slayer Mark on his forehead, a barely perceptible smile played on his lips, but he still reprimanded him, "You were too careless in battle!"
As he spoke, his body dissipated and merged back into the sword, flying into Tanjiro's hand.
"But now is not the time to talk about these things. This guy won't recover for a while. Let's kill its main body first!"
This guy's true form has already fled behind you, probably intending to devour the people on the train to regain its power."
Having missed an opportunity, Tanjiro gritted his teeth and picked up another Nichirin Blade from the ground, holding it with both hands as well.
"I will absolutely not allow this to happen!"
He abandoned all thought and now had only one belief: to kill Hantengu completely!
"Asuramaru, help me activate my Demonification!"
"They really know how to order people around."
Asuramaru replied irritably, but still helped him activate his Demonification.
This time, Tanjiro clearly felt an increase in power, a dual enhancement of his Demon Slayer Mark and Demonification, as he exerted force with his feet.
He was like a wild horse, rushing through the forest.
The speed was incredibly fast.
It has surpassed the limits of human capability!
As he ran, the strong winds around him constantly slapped against his face, making his vision appear longer.
Just a moment later.
They had already discovered the true form of the Hantengu, who had escaped the forest and was rushing towards the train.
He swayed as he quickly stepped forward.
"Humans... Zohakuten has drained too much of my power, and he's already been killed... I need to eat some humans now to recover my strength!"
Zenitsu and Inosuke were near the train, also noticed the attacking Hantengu and simultaneously drew their Nichirin Blade to guard against it.
On the train behind them, the passengers also saw the Hantengu staggering towards them, and for a moment they were all somewhat panicked.
"What kind of monster is that?!"
"Will everything be alright? Should we run? Those two samurai over there don't seem to last much longer..."
Chapter 74: A Solo Kill Against the Upper Ranks!
"Escape? How can you escape? Where can you escape to?"
What nonsense are you spouting? Do you think we can escape those monsters? The only Fire Chariot that can get us out of here is broken. Now we can only hope that these warriors win!
On the train, some people were still relatively sober.
Even though these events are impacting their values, once they calm down, they can still see the gaps and problems in the battle.
When Zenitsu saw the demons attacking and Hantengu in this state, his expression changed instantly.
He had witnessed the fusion of Zohakuten just now.
But if the four ghosts have already merged into one, then is this ghost a clone or the original?
With little time to think, all he could do was place his hand on the Nichirin Blade at his waist, just as he was about to strike.
His keen hearing allowed him to hear Tanjiro's approaching voice.
Once he was sure he was alright, Zenitsu decisively punched himself in the stomach, instantly falling into a deep sleep, and then assumed a fighting stance, gripping the hilt of his sword with one hand.
Even Inosuke but sigh.
"She can fall asleep so easily, that's really impressive..."
Zenitsu, who had fallen into a deep sleep, was now surrounded by golden lightning, and his eyes, when opened, were already covered by the lightning.
His eyes shone with golden light.
"Thunder Breathing - First Form - Thunderclap and Flash - Eight-Strike Combo!"
He drew his sword, his body transforming into a bolt of lightning, arriving in an instant.
Upon seeing this, Hantengu immediately reached out to grab it, but in the next moment it turned to the right and immediately glanced to the side.
Zenitsu moved nimbly in various directions, and after seven repetitions, he found the right opportunity.
The blade struck the Hantengu's neck directly.
The blade sliced through the skin and embedded itself in the flesh.
But it was blocked by flesh and blood, making it difficult to survive.
Fortunately, Inosuke jumped out at that moment, wielding two swords and roaring.
"Let me, your grandpa, lend you a hand!"
He leaped forward, aiming precisely at Zenitsu's sword.
"Beast Breathing - Second Form - Blades of Scissoring!" The twin swords, brimming with wild and savage energy, suddenly turned towards Zenitsu's Nichirin Blade.
The two worked together and finally achieved results.
But the Hantengu wouldn't just sit there and be slaughtered. It opened its mouth and instantly emitted a violent sonic boom.
He blasted Zenitsu and Inosuke in front of him away, sending them flying backwards and crashing to the ground, completely unconscious.
At the same time.
Akaza was engaged in battle, noticed the situation and temporarily stopped fighting. He smiled and looked at the two people in front of him who were already at their last gasp.
"It seems that the pillar has already been killed by the Hantengu, but I'm surprised that it was forced to this extent."
But it doesn't matter anyway, you don't want to die here, do you? I have a suggestion: you two should just become ghosts!
Let's climb to the pinnacle of martial arts together!
Tanjiro is dead?
The expressions of the two pillars, Feng Yan and Er Zhu, changed instantly. At this moment, they were both seriously injured, and Kyojuro's left eye was even covered in blood and he had completely lost his sight.
On the other hand, Sanemi Shinazugawa was also in bad shape, his entire body soaked in blood, looking like a blood-soaked figure!
However, his fierce gaze remained unchanged, but a bad premonition had already risen in his heart, but since things had come to this point, he could only choose to believe.
But Kyojuro Rengoku replied with a sharp gaze, "I believe that boy will ultimately be defeated by that demon!"
On the other hand, Sanemi Shinazugawa was already eager to try, as there was nothing more to say to demons.
He only believes in one thing.
Take life and death lightly, and fight if you disagree!
Just as everyone was facing off, Hantengu, with a Nichirin Blade tucked around his neck, staggered toward the train.
Upon seeing this, the people on the train scattered and fled throughout the carriages, their cries and curses filling the air.
But at this very moment...
A flash of light appeared in the pitch-black forest!
Tanjiro, wielding Asuramaru, sped out from within.
Flames encircled the blade.
Sensing the commotion behind him, Hantengu turned around and saw Tanjiro standing there, looking like a grim Death God.
The fear of the Hantengu had reached its limit.
"Why... why do you all bully the weak? You wicked people!"
Only Tanjiro's blade could respond to it.
A blazing sword slashed down.
"Dance of the Fire God - Dance Flash!"
The body was completely split in two at an angle from the left shoulder, and the heart and the remaining part of the body, which was only the size of a rat, fell out from the remains.
"No... no, it was the clone who wanted to kill... I was forced..." The original body cried out in tears, displaying its cowardice to the extreme.
This pitiful and miserable appearance, if it were in the past...
Tanjiro would certainly feel sad, but at this time he may have been affected by Demonification or some other influence.
Right now, all he can see is murderous intent!
"Go to hell and repent!"
A blazing sword, its blade gleaming, slashed precisely at the victim's neck, roaring as it fell.
When flames streak across the neck, when vision is turned upside down.
With a shocked, fearful, and bewildered expression, the head of the Hantengu detached from its body.
On his deathbed.
Hantengu recalled his entire life, but there was only one image in it.