Demon Slayer: I will play the ancestor of the Flame Pillar

The king of the world, the king of the world.

"The glorious final scene, Kagutsuchi-no-Mikoto."

After Lin Heng finished speaking, he moved forward slightly, ready to go.

Kokushibo's pupils shrank slightly, and he held his two swords in front of him, looking at the man in front of him with a shocked face.

Damn Douma, what nonsense was he talking about that day.

The other party is definitely not a show-off, and this terrifying sense of oppression can't deceive people.

Lin Heng pulled out the Sun Wheel Sword, and the flames on his body naturally wrapped around the blade, and the high temperature brought by the red sword made the air slightly distorted.

"Kyojuro has only learned a little bit of fur, now it's my turn to bully the weak.

Kokushibo, have you ever seen the sun at four in the morning?"

Swoosh——!

The figure became a little blurry under the high-speed movement. The flames around Lin Heng broke through the air, and in Kokushibo's eyes, they were approaching at a high speed like the imperial light that led the Buddha.

"Zhongjingyi, Imperial Light!"

Raising his hand, he attacked forward with overlapping vortex-shaped slashes. His years of combat experience allowed Kokushibo to make a judgment one step ahead.

"Xiv Form·Ferocious Change·Full Moon!"

Bang——

The red swords collided with the red swords, and the Sun Blade in Kokushibo's hand broke instantly, and then the Hollow Crying God was broken again.

"Blood Demon Art·Moon Dance·Blade Storm!"

The unbreakable alien sword pierced the kimono and grew out of Kokushibo.

At the moment when the blood demon art was formed, countless tiny crescents attacked Lin Heng.

The purgatory fire wrapped around the Sun Blade surged up, and Lin Heng's face remained unchanged.

"Blood Demon Art·Kagutsuchi-no-Mikoto."

The rising flames from the Sun Blade burned out the crescent moon, and then quickly attacked Kokushibo.

"Troublesome ghost thing."

Having suffered a great loss from Nezuko's blood explosion, Kokushibo retreated violently the moment the Purgatory Fire appeared.

At the same time, the broken blade in his hand swung countless slashes to hinder Lin Heng.

Seeing that Kokushibo was at a disadvantage in the first encounter, the scum boss in his mind jumped anxiously and encouraged loudly.

"Come on, Kokushibo, you can do it, hurry up and show all your strength!"

"I know Lord Muzan, I will start to go all out now."

Kokushibo's face was also very ugly, and he waved his hand to condense twelve withered and cold moonlight.

Blood Demon Art·Mangekyo Mikazuki.

The bow-shaped feathers are like the moon on the third day of the lunar calendar, as thin as cicada wings, and extremely fast.

It was them that just cut off Yanhua Temple's limbs.

Without affecting the frontal battle, Kokushibo can control up to twelve crescents. If it is higher, it will affect the accuracy.

At this moment, these twelve crescents are breaking through the air and attacking Lin Heng's vital parts at high speed.

The moonlight flashed violently. Under Kokushibo's joyful eyes, Lin Heng did not avoid it, and let Yuhe shuttle back and forth on his body to cut blood marks.

"That's it? Are you really trying hard? Where is the arrogance when you attacked Kyojuro and others just now?"

After feeling a little pain, Lin Heng just smiled cruelly.

Today he is going to crush Kokushibo's fighting will in an upright manner.

"Do you know that my blood demon art is called Kagutsuchi, and it has two effects.

The first point you have already experienced is that it can materialize and enhance the flames cut by the breath of fire."

Lin Heng raised two fingers, took a deep breath, and slowly put the Sun Wheel Sword back into the scabbard.

"The second is that they can be controlled to a certain extent, just like now."

Clang——

As the Sun Wheel Sword was unsheathed again, the Purgatory Fire on Lin Heng's body suddenly rose.

The crescent moon that shuttled back and forth was not enough in front of the Purgatory Fire, and was evaporated in an instant.

After burning the surrounding Yuhe, the surging flames finally condensed into a black and gold flame robe that completely wrapped the body.

"Zhongjing II, repairing the sky and bathing the sun."

Lin Heng's smile became increasingly cruel, and he stepped forward step by step wearing the Purgatory Flame Robe.

Damn, looking at the oppressive Lin Heng, Kokushibo urged all the blades in his body to exert force together.

"Breath of the Moon, Land Type·Changye Lone Moon·Mujian."

Countless vertical arc slashes attacked Lin Heng, but he did not avoid them in the flame robe.

Every time the slash hit the body, a cluster of black sparks would explode on the surface of the flame robe and annihilate it.

Damn it, I can't even hurt him.

Kokushibo's face turned pale, and the false confidence he had since the death of Yuanyi began to collapse at this moment.

Kokushibo, who couldn't break through the defense, almost screamed in his heart at this moment, and the boss who had been cheering him up was silent.

Looking at the devil-like

Figure, both ghosts suddenly saw the red-haired swordsman from hundreds of years ago.

What's more tragic is that this person can live much longer than Yoriichi.

Muzan was furious and cursed in Kokushibo's head.

Damn Douma, how did he escape from this pervert in the first place? He was still talking nonsense in the Infinite City, and now he has pitted so many people!

Suddenly, Kokushibo and Muzan shuddered at the same time!

Something is wrong, maybe Douma can't be blamed.

Recalling the experience of fighting on Kumotori Mountain, Muzan slapped his head and suddenly realized.

"Kokushibo, don't continue fighting and come back quickly. The enemy is too cunning. You and I have fallen into the trap!"

Everything is afraid of thinking. Muzan, who has figured everything out, is even more fortunate in his heart. Fortunately, he didn't go out just now.

"What a vicious Purgatory, he hid his strength twice just to seduce us."

After hearing the retreat order from the trash boss in his mind, Kokushibo turned around and started to run away without any hesitation.

There was no other way, Kokushibo was more willing to follow his heart when facing an enemy he couldn't defeat.

Did he start to run away? Lin Heng looked at Kokushibo's back and was not surprised.

If he wanted to kill him, he had to show his strength, and this would inevitably make Muzan wary.

In order to prevent the trash boss from hiding in the Infinite City, Lin Heng had already made preparations.

"Breathing of Flame, Seven Form, Ranbu Scorching Fang."

The Seven Form blessed by Kagutsuchi was extremely fierce.

The pitch-black flame fang bit Kokushibo fiercely, constantly squeezing his moving space.

Looking at the sky getting brighter, Lin Heng was not in a hurry, standing on a high place and chasing Kokushibo like a cat playing with a mouse.

Just when Kokushibo was about to be unable to bear this kind of humiliation and torture and was about to turn back and fight to the death, the forest in front of him suddenly became bright.

A demon girl biting a bamboo tube appeared in front of him...