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"So, you can't escape from these eyes. So, all you can do is kill me, or be killed by me."
As he spoke, Xia Yan drew the long sword that had just killed Kokushibo from its sheath once more.
The deep red blade was like burning lava, and just looking at it gave Muzan the illusion that his cells were on fire, and the exposed scars on his body throbbed with pain.
Clearly, the opponent's Crimson Blade was far superior to those of the previous half-baked fighters.
He is at least on par with Yoriichi Tsugikuni, or even surpasses him.
Not to mention the golden sparks, as brilliant as the sun, that entwined the blade and melted Black Death Eyes without any resistance!
Danger!
Muzan.
Chapter 447 Can Reconciliation Be Reached?
Before he could finish speaking, Xia Yan's figure was already close enough to Muzan.
Ripples clung to the blade, shimmering with a dazzling light, sparkling and flashing along the way, creating a truly explosive effect.
Although he is bound by the rules of the world and cannot use the various superpowers brought about by mental power, he can easily manipulate pure life energy such as Ripple!
Seeing Xia Yan appear before him as if by teleportation, Muzan felt the bright red "danger" character above his head suddenly turn into a bright red "death" character.
Without the slightest hesitation, Muzan acted entirely out of instinct!
Desperately squeezing his exhausted body, without any preparation, Muzan once again activated the Blood Demon Art.
Although this will take a heavy toll on him, if it doesn't achieve the desired effect, he may find himself in an even more unfavorable situation.
But he had no choice.
The shimmering, sun-like radiance made every cell in his body scream in terror.
Tell him clearly that if he can't dodge, he will die!
Damn it, unleash your power! Blood Demon Art, I command you!!!
boom--
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A powerful shockwave, mixed with white electric current, spread outwards in all directions from Muzan's center without any warning.
It was the Blood Demon Art that nearly wiped out the entire Demon Slayer Corps!
Perhaps it was because it was used a second time.
At the critical moment of life and death, Muzan released this Blood Demon Art without even charging it up.
This trick might work on others, but it's completely useless against Xia Yan!
Ultimately, Muzan was able to escape danger using this move.
Aside from the other pillars, there are no good defensive techniques to withstand this all-pervasive shockwave.
The unexpected and unprepared attack also played a significant role.
As for Xia Yan, he has the skills of wide-area defense and has already seen this move before, so he will not be caught off guard by a sneak attack!
"Storm Breathing - Ninth Form - Mysterious Wind - Genbu!"
With Xia Yan's swordsmanship, changing moves on the fly is as easy as breathing.
The longsword in his hand instantly transformed from a combat technique into a defensive one, without any sense of incongruity, as if he had never intended to strike, but rather to defend.
At that moment, the air vibrated!
The howling winds gathered together, pressed down, collided, and rubbed against each other, producing a dull sound.
It has an inexplicable sacred charm.
It sounded like rolling thunder, or like the roar of some mythical beast.
The surging sword energy soared straight into the sky, and the terrifying sword intent made people see a strange scene before their eyes. In a daze, it seemed as if an enormous divine beast with a tortoise body and a snake tail was roaring to the sky.
The guardian beast Xuanwu, whose shell is the sky and whose belly is the earth, gives birth to the serpent of the atmosphere!
That atmospheric barrier that covers the heavens and the earth intertwines with the unobstructed divine wind, which can reduce any move to nothingness!
It represents an absolute defense and binding technique!
bump--!!!!
A deafening roar echoed through the forest.
An invisible and colorless transparent barrier collided and crushed with the shock wave, and the trees within a radius of nearly fifty meters were crushed into fragments by the overflowing impact!
With two barriers in place, Xia Yan and Muzan stared at each other.
The former had a mocking look in his eyes and a wicked grin on his face, while the latter had bloodshot eyes and was roaring hysterically.
Time seemed to stand still at that moment.
Ultimately, however, Muzan was still at his last gasp!
Xia Yan, on the other hand, was in the midst of his momentum!
"Kuchiya——!!!"
Sensing Muzan's weakness, Xia Yan let out a powerful roar, and his aura surged even more violently!
Kill kill kill kill kill!
His aura at this moment was fifty times stronger than ever before, displaying unparalleled domineering intent and utter madness!
"NO!!"
Realizing that his intentions not only failed to extricate him from his predicament and give him the upper hand, but instead put him in a vulnerable and disadvantageous position.
Muzan let out a mournful cry.
No, it's no use, because the outcome is already irreversible.
The next second, Muzan, exhausted, was sent flying backward, and the front of him that came into contact with the constantly churning wind barrier was completely worn away.
From the side, the ghost appears to be one-third thinner!
If it weren't for his powerful vitality as a Ghost King and his physical strength far exceeding that of a diamond, this attack might have killed him completely!
The mangled body fell to the ground, its overall appearance both grotesque and pitiful.
Xia Yan, holding the long sword upside down, slowly walked towards him, exuding a chilling killing intent, like a butcher approaching a lamb to the slaughter.
"You bastard! Narukami Natsuhiko, why do you always have to go against me?!"
Muzan closed his eyes and opened his mouth wide, struggling to utter a question.
"Yeah, why..."
"I'm looking for the reason too."
Xia Yan tilted his head, seemingly puzzled by the question himself, but his feet did not hesitate at all.
Upon hearing this answer, Muzan trembled violently, his body covered in cold sweat despite the sweltering heat, his hands and feet were ice-cold, and tears involuntarily streamed down his face.
Hell is empty, and the devils are all over the earth. Can this society ever get any better?
How should we ghosts live to satisfy you? This society is filled with oppression of ghosts. When will ghosts be able to truly stand up?
"However, he truly lives up to his reputation as the progenitor of demons. Even though he's injured like this, he still acts as if nothing's wrong."
Xia Yan marveled at Muzan's incredible recovery speed, which far surpassed that of the Upper Moon demons, despite being severely poisoned.
"To be honest, I don't actually hate ghosts."
“Any creature that is attacked will feel pain and fear, or reveal its weaknesses, but a ghost will not feel these things.”
"So I don't hate ghosts~"
You're talking nonsense!
Muzan wanted to refute this loudly.
But seeing the red-hot blade and sparks in Xia Yan's hand, he obediently swallowed the vulgar words that were about to spill out.
The world is so wonderful, yet I am so irritable. This is not good.
After taking a deep breath, Muzan calmed himself down, lay back on the ground, and said in a flat tone:
"Hey, can we reconcile?"
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Xia Yan was amused by Muzan's sudden words.
"Reconciliation? At this moment? Muzan Kibutsuji, are you kidding me?"
Chapter 448 What do you take life for?
Xia Yan could not possibly accept Muzan's reconciliation.
Although he didn't have any life-or-death feud with Muzan, he had a desire that was even more compelling than hatred to drive him to action.
I have a vested interest!
He had been lying low for four whole years in order to achieve this situation.
Four years... four years...!
Do you know how he's spent these past four years?!
Did you know that?
He goes out to catch ghosts every day and has slept with four female ghosts so far. He's incredibly happy.
"You, you bastard! You have no idea how hard I have to work to survive!"
Although it was to buy time so that he could recover more strength, Muzan's words were indeed sincere.
He was serious about wanting to survive!
Kibutsuji Muzan was born in the distant past, during the Heian period.