SFS Chapter 348 Giant Mountain of Flesh
Chapter 348 Giant Mountain of Flesh
Chapter 348 A Giant Mountain of Flesh
Crackling!
A green waterspout swept rapidly from the dragon's head to its tail, tearing the wooden dragon's body to shreds along the way.
Using the power of the breathing technique, Shinazugawa Sanemi stepped onto the wooden dragon's body and returned to the room.
Zang Potian seemed completely surprised that he could return, and looked at Shinazugawa Sanemi in mid-air with astonishment.
Suddenly, the scene before him changed, and he raised his hand to strike the thunder drum.
dong dong!
Inside the room, two dragon heads, one on the left and one on the right, turned around. One head spewed out shockwaves toward Sanemi Shinazugawa, while the other head unleashed a burst of intense red lightning.
Shinazugawa Sanemi grinned, ignoring everything, and brought his Nichirin Blade down high into the air.
"Wind Breathing - Form 5 - Cold Autumn Mountain Breeze!"
A massive, swirling wind blade formed in his hand, rapidly covering his entire body.
The Blood Demon Art attacks from both sides were neutralized by the sword shape of the Breath of Wind, and the remaining force still struck towards the standing Zang Botian below.
Then... his head was chopped off.
Zeng Botian's head rolled twice on the ground, his face still full of shock.
Was he beheaded?
He was beheaded so easily?
Even though they had already received Muzan's blessing, why did they still lose to the Pillars?
As Zōhakuten questioned the meaning of life, Shinazugawa Sanemi stepped forward and stabbed his Nichirin Blade into the ground, piercing through Zōhakuten's head and the floor at the same time.
Zangbo Tian glared at Shinazugawa Sanemi with resentment: "It's useless. As long as my main body doesn't die, I am immortal."
"Even if you could cut off my head, it wouldn't make any difference."
"Is that so?" Shinazugawa Sanemi was quite pleased at this moment.
The third installment is nothing special.
I don't know if others have managed to get it sorted out.
Sanemi Shinazugawa chuckled coldly: "Don't worry, while I'm keeping you occupied, your true form will be found and eliminated."
With a gloomy face, the headless corpse began to move.
dong dong! !
One by one, the wooden dragons that had fallen into silence after the beheading of Zang Botian were revived.
Sanemi Shinazugawa had no choice but to temporarily retreat.
The wooden dragon protected and placed the head back on the head.
That guy is right, if his main body gets killed, he's finished.
We must deal with this guy as soon as possible.
Thanks to his invulnerability to decapitation, he can trade blows with this guy regardless of any risks.
If he can confine his opponent to this cramped environment, his chances of winning are not small.
He had previously encountered swordsmen who knew the Breath of Wind and understood that this breathing technique relied heavily on one's high mobility, that is, legwork.
If you restrict the opponent's fighting space, their combat ability will decrease.
In fact, Zeng Potian's idea was not wrong.
Within the confined environment of this Infinite Castle, Sanemi Shinazugawa's combat abilities were significantly reduced.
For a time, this attack method, which disregarded the risk of decapitation, put Shinazugawa Sanemi in a difficult situation.
"Tsk." Shinazugawa Sanemi's face was gloomy, clearly displeased.
It seems we can only defeat this guy once Xuanmi finds out his true form.
It's disgusting that even cutting off someone's head doesn't work to decapitate them; it made him think of that arrogant woman.
Was that guy not taking it seriously at all when he fought them?
This kind of all-out fighting style is the true fighting style that demons should have, isn't it?
They completely ignored his decapitation gesture and instead tried to take advantage of the moment to injure him.
……
On the other side, Genmi broke out in a cold sweat.
Can't feel it.
That guy's aura.
Back in the Sword Forging Village, it was Tanjiro who first sensed the aura of this guy's true form.
Even now.
Although the aura of the hot spring in the forging village was no longer an obstacle within the Infinite Castle, the aura of even more demons had appeared.
They were all mixed together, making it impossible to determine the location of the Half-Heaven Dog itself.
If this continues, my older brother will be the first to give out.
The human body cannot fight against ghosts.
With that thought in mind, Shinazugawa Genya no longer hesitated and took out a strand of red hair from his bosom.
boom!
Suddenly, the corridor ahead burst open, and a group of hideous and ugly demons rushed out of the room. Their bodies were stuck together, extremely deformed, as if they were products of incomplete absorption.
"Was it eaten?" Genmi asked in shock.
One of the ghosts ate the others.
Xuanmi gritted his teeth and quickly stuffed the strand of red hair into his mouth.
He almost died after eating just one strand before, so his body should have developed some resistance now, enough to swallow this whole strand.
Genya wasn't worried about wasting it, because before the plan was implemented, Miss Yuko had given him a lot of her own hair.
Although... her expression at the time was one of disgust.
"Ugh!" As soon as the hair touched his stomach, Xuanmi couldn't help but kneel down on the ground, curling up into a ball, his body convulsing.
My stomach... feels like it's going to explode.
It hurts! ! !
The veins on Shinazugawa Genya's forehead bulged, and his muscles seemed to be twitching.
"Eat him, eat him!" The monster, composed of countless evil spirits, crawled along the corridor with its arms and quickly swallowed Xuanmi whole with its enormous body.
"Eat, eat, eat..."
The monster remained where Xuanmi was, its hideous maws emitting dull sounds.
It clearly failed to devour the prey and lost its self-awareness.
After a few more seconds, the lump of meat suddenly began to move restlessly.
"Ugh, ugh...uh..."
The human face that emerged from the chunk of flesh had a ferocious expression. Then, a large hole was torn open in his body, and Xuanmi, covered in blood, leaped out of it.
"Haha..." Xuanmi gasped for breath, and when he looked up, his eyes had turned into double pupils.
"Such powerful strength." Xuanmi couldn't help but clench his fist slightly.
"Eat, eat..." The monster seemed to have no reason, only thinking about devouring the creature in front of it. It climbed back towards Xuanmi, and the blood holes on its body kept writhing and were rapidly repairing themselves.
Judging from its recovery speed, it's not any slower than the Upper Moon Demon Moon.
Without a doubt, this indescribable thing actually possessed the power of an Upper Moon demon.
It's unclear whether it was intentionally created by Muzan or born from the demons devouring each other.
Facing the mountain-like figure rushing towards him, Xuanmi advanced instead of retreating, a smile appearing on his lips.
His jet-black fingernails cut through the flesh, and blood gushed out.