Holy crap, one against nine.
Your generation of Nine Hashira was clearly on a completely different level from the previous ones.
And every one of you had awakened a Demon Slayer Mark.
Kokushibo felt that, at his absolute limit, he could only handle three or four at once...
The seven-person assault just now had already been too much for him.
And now nine?
Not to mention, among this bunch of absurdly powerful Nine Hashira were that muscular monk and you, Matsushita, you bastard.
You were so strong you barely seemed human.
Kokushibo had even entertained this thought before.
Matsushita Shousha and that monk... were actually the two demons Muzan had once mentioned, the ones who had betrayed him and escaped.
Otherwise, how could human bodies possibly be this powerful?
And...
Although Xia Xi had smilingly told him to challenge their nine Hashira-level Swordsmen.
Kokushibo was not blind.
Behind those nine leaders stood plenty of other Swordsmen who were far from weak.
They had not directly joined the fight against him.
But if anything went wrong, Kokushibo was certain.
These Swordsmen called Provisional Hashira would charge in without hesitation, using their numbers to take blows for their [Hashira] or cover them.
Those around them, such as Persimmon, Giyu, Kyojuro, and Obanai...
Although they wore short outer robes different from those of the Nine Hashira, signifying their different ranks.
Kokushibo's activated Transparent World could see straight through these boys and girls who had yet to become members of the Nine Hashira.
It could be said.
Every single person here was at least on par with the Nine Hashira of the past.
The Nine Hashira and these Provisional Hashira together.
Made nearly twenty people.
So much so that, faced with Xia Xi's teasing, Kokushibo did not even dare make a rash move.
"Can't