That Physical Body... Kokushibou's eyes narrowed slightly.
It's truly unbelievable that in this era, there exists someone with such terrifying Physical Body strength.
That Physical Body is rarely seen in hundreds of years.
No, it's not just talent; that Physical Body has undergone countless trials and tribulations, honed almost to the limit a human can possess.
It's no exaggeration to say this is the strongest Physical Body seen in hundreds of years.
Just by seeing this strong Physical Body, Kokushibou could judge the opponent's astonishing strength.
He would probably rank in the top three even among the Upper Ranks.
No... Akaza might not even be able to compare.
Although Kokushibou greatly admired Akaza's efforts, honestly, compared to the Physical Body strength of the man before him, they were on two completely different levels.
This isn't a matter of effort; it's natural talent.
"I'll hold him off, you guys figure out how to get close." Genya revealed his mutated eyes, a smile spreading across his lips. "In this state, even if I'm decapitated, I can recover quickly."
Uzui Tengen was shocked: "Eh?! You won't die even if your head is cut off?"
Mizuki kicked him: "This isn't the time to be surprised, listen carefully and do your job."
Uzui Tengen: "Hai, hai."
Seriously, why is she acting like a nagging mother?
Annoying.
He grumbled inwardly.
"With Genya holding the front, we'll have a much easier time." Tanjirou said, overjoyed: "As long as we can successfully surround him, suppression can be achieved."
In battles with a numerical advantage, as long as the opponent's living space is infinitely compressed, the chances of victory will be infinitely increased.
Even Kokushibou couldn't withstand the encirclement of Hashira-level combat power.
These life-draining Demon Slayer Marks aren't activated for nothing.
Everyone discussed, one after another.
"You all just charge, I'll be on the side providing healing." Mizuki added, "Just try to avoid fatal injuries."
Kyoujurou laughed loudly: "Oh! Having Young Miss Mizuki here is quite reliable!"
Kokushibou watched Mizuki blend into the crowd as a demon, and an image flashed quickly through his mind.
It was... a scene he had long forgotten, of being with Yoriichi and Mizuki.
A gentle breeze, he and Yoriichi had just finished a training session, and Mizuki was pouring tea for them.
His mind wavered, and that beautiful scene shattered like a dream bubble.
Kokushibou took a deep breath.
He no longer understood if he was right or wrong, no longer knew if he had made a mistake.
He only knew that if he stopped now, his hundreds of years... his abandonment of his wife and children, his betrayal of comrades... even Kokushibou, who had lost human emotions, could not accept such a thing.
Even if it was wrong, he could only continue down this path.
Right?
Yoriichi... that hateful face appeared in his mind, Kokushibou closed his eyes slightly, and took another deep breath.
When he reopened his eyes, there was only indifference left.
Kokushibou's change was also seen by everyone.
Without a word, everyone spread out their formation and drew their Nichirin Blades.
Everyone surrounded Kokushibou, just waiting for the move... at a certain moment, Kochou Shinobu made the first move.
"Insect Breathing, Dance of the Bee Sting: True Flutter."
The effect of the Demon Slayer Mark further increased her speed, making her one of the best even among the Upper Ranks.
As if a chain reaction, the moment Kochou Shinobu made her move, others also successively released their Sword Forms.
The blossoming Breathing Techniques were dazzling to behold.
Genya rushed forward, moving his legs without any special effects; his task was simple: to block Kokushibou's attacks for the others as much as possible.
Kochou Shinobu's figure was the first to reach Kokushibou, her needle-like blade piercing towards Kokushibou's neck.
Even if it couldn't cut off a demon's head, attacking the head was an effective method.
Kokushibou swung his blade to parry, a soft clang, and Kochou Shinobu's figure spun in mid-air, retreating like an elegant butterfly.
Immediately after, Uzui Tengen smiled as he wielded his twin blades and slashed.
"Take this!"
"Sound Breathing, Fourth Form: Constant Resonating Slashes!"
Kokushibou steadily parried.
Then another slash came.
"Wind Breathing, Eighth Form: Primary Gale Slash!"
This is exactly how it should be, suppressing the opponent's movements with a continuous frequency of attacks.
To prevent him from even using his Sword Forms.
At this moment, even Kokushibou, who had been undefeated for hundreds of years, was somewhat overwhelmed.
Without a doubt.
These people are all talented.
It's hard to imagine that so many strong individuals would gather in one era.
Kokushibou was incredibly surprised.
He initially thought it was Mizuki's teaching, but with this number of people, it couldn't possibly be achieved through teaching alone.
Perhaps, it was their inherent talent.
This group has already surpassed the first generation of Hashira.
In the Taisho Era, can such powerful swordsmen still be seen?
A hint of crimson flame burned within Kokushibou's heart.
Fighting against strong opponents truly excites people.
"Hmph!" Kokushibou suddenly burst forth, letting go of his body's defense, allowing the Nichirin Blades to strike him.
Using the opportunity created by taking damage, Kokushibou powerfully swung his demon blade.
The massive demon blade swept through, forcing everyone to temporarily retreat.
This ability to exchange injuries for living space is something only demons can do.
Kokushibou took half a step forward.
"Moon Breathing..."
"Not good!" Everyone's expressions changed slightly.
He still managed to use a Sword Form.
"Blood Demon Art: Blood-Faced Earth Bind!" Mizuki shouted, clapping her hands on the ground.
Bloody cold air quickly spread across the ground, encroaching towards Kokushibou.
It quickly reached Kokushibou's feet, causing him to momentarily freeze.
But it was only for an instant; Kokushibou quickly regained his movement.
"That was a great help!" This momentary restraint allowed Genya to find an opportunity; he rushed behind Kokushibou and hugged him tightly.
This method...!
Not bad at all!
Mizuki's eyes lit up slightly.
"Well done!" Everyone also showed joyful expressions.
Genya also shouted excitedly: "Everyone! Now's your chance!"
Kokushibou's face was grim. Unable to shake Genya off, he hunched his body slightly, then suddenly straightened, and demon blades identical to the cry of emptiness in his hand emerged from his body.
"Hmph!"
Genya's body was pierced by blade after blade, his smile even freezing on his face.
"Puwah~" He spat out a large mouthful of blood.
He was like he was nailed to Kokushibou's back.
Sanemi Shinazugawa's pupils sharply contracted: "Genya!"
Mizuki interrupted their brotherly bond: "This level won't kill him! Hurry! Now's the time!"
Hearing this, everyone disregarded Genya's condition and desperately rushed towards Kokushibou.
They had to... cut off this guy's head!
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