If she would lose her mind over a simple taunt, she would have been fooled by the scheming evil spirits of Oeyama long ago. But just like Shuten-doji, who is an Assassin, has been greatly weakened in all aspects. Ibaraki Douji, who appeared here as a Berserker, has B-level berserk. Even if he has reason, he will still be affected by it. "Just a human, but it's enough to kill you!" "Bang————!" Then, with a loud sound of kicking the ground, Miyamoto Musashi charged forward, and the sword in his hand cut through the air like a silver sword light, carrying a strong wind that made the air fluctuate, and rushed towards Ibaraki Douji. Under such circumstances, it was Miyamoto Musashi who took the lead in launching the attack. In battle, you must seize the initiative so that you can control the rhythm of the battle. Victory itself is the result of accumulating advantages bit by bit. This was the combat experience she had continuously summed up while fighting with Shirou Emiya.

The sharp sound of the sword was like a whistle in space, extremely creepy. "How is it possible to be looked down upon by humans like this!!!" "Buzz!" Then, with a tremor, red magic power surged from Ibaraki Douji's limbs, and the violent flames showed her anger. At this moment, Ibaraki Douji moved. "Bam—!" The ground shattered, and Ibaraki Douji turned into an arrow from a bow. Like a gust of wind, he rushed out at an astonishing speed and got in front of Miyamoto Musashi. The whole process took less than a second. This is the gap between being a human and being a Servant. "ha--!" The next second, Ibaraki Douji shouted, and the axe-like sword in his hand turned into a beam of fire and slashed towards Miyamoto Musashi. "Om-!" Red flames surrounded its body, and the terrifying temperature caused the surrounding atmosphere to become distorted. A normal creature would probably not survive even a second under the scorching heat of such terrifying flames. However, if it is a flame—— "It's of no use to me!!!" "Qiang————!" The bursting sparks and the scattered heat waves appeared at the same time with a crisp collision sound. The silver sword suddenly flashed and blocked the attacking axe and sword. They rubbed against each other and sparked fierce flames. “How is it possible—!?”

Ibaraki Douji's face was tense, and he stared at Miyamoto Musashi's chest in mid-air. There, hanging a deep blue ring, flickering with a faint light, easily blocked the flames that were surging in like a tide. "If you hesitate, you will lose!" At the moment when Ibaraki Douji was stunned, Miyamoto Musashi suddenly jumped up and began a continuous sword dance at an astonishing speed. The two swords in his hands drew streaks of sword light, turning into a storm of sword blades and slashing forward. Facing a servant like Ibaraki Douji, she is unmatched in both strength and speed. The only thing that can overwhelm her is her skills! “Clang, clang, clang, clang——!” The astonishing sound of swords clashing rang out. As sparks continued to burst out, the clash of swords seemed to flash wildly, causing a scene of swords and sabers. Every time Ibaraki Douji took a step back, Miyamoto Musashi would push forward, leaving the other party no chance to escape. "Suppressed!" No matter how angry Ibaraki Douji was, he had to admit the fact that he was being suppressed by Miyamoto Musashi at the moment, and the opponent's advantage was constantly being expanded in various details. At this moment, Miyamoto Musashi suppressed a servant with just his superb skills. This is a victory of technology. Flames cannot break through the defense created by the ring. Strength cannot be exerted in such an awkward posture. Speed ​​​​cannot burst out smoothly. The whole person was being dragged into the abyss step by step by the other party, just like being entangled by a poisonous snake and unable to break free. Miyamoto Musashi pressed forward step by step, while Ibaraki Douji retreated step by step. Her attack speed was not fast, but it was full of regularity, making Ibaraki Douji extremely uncomfortable and unable to exert his true strength. According to Miyamoto Musashi, speed is not necessarily the best speed. The most desirable speed is the speed that is in sync with the inherent laws of things. Those who are truly proficient in the art of war will not blindly pursue speed. She understands herself very deeply. She is not Shirou Emiya and does not have the ability to fight a Servant head-on. She knows her own weaknesses and shortcomings. Only after fully understanding yourself can you defeat the strong with the weak. If Miyamoto Musashi's only opponent was Ibaraki Douji. "Blood vampire magic——" Chapter 877: The Collision of Thunder and Fire There are far more evil spirits here than it seems. Under the call of Muzan Kibutsuji, in addition to the evil spirit army that launched the attack at the beginning, there have been continuous streams of evil spirits coming to join the war. In addition, most of the wisteria trees in the town were burned to ashes, and the evil spirits were able to exert more and more of their own power.

Not to mention that the number of evil spirits is dozens of times that of humans, and those weak evil spirits are holding hot weapons that can be used for long-range shooting. Even though most of the humans had experienced long battles and one person could kill several evil spirits, it was still difficult to resist such a continuous attack. Not even an hour had passed, and more than half of the land had been lost, and the evil spirits did not stop their attacks at all. An indescribable despair enveloped the entire town. The evil spirits killed by Tanjiro Kamado and his companions are just a drop in the bucket for today's human beings. It was only a matter of time before the town was razed to the ground by evil spirits. "Sun Breathing Round Dance" A deep voice was heard in the sea of ​​fire, followed by a scarlet slash. “Puff——!” Along with the crisp sound of slashing, the sound of flesh being torn apart echoed in the space. "Why!!!" “It’s you who brought hope!!!” "Jiguoyinyi!!!" What a painful wail, what a desperate cry, what a look of disbelief. Several members of the Demon Slayer Corps were torn apart easily and fell to the ground, feeling their lives slipping away. However, in the face of their questioning, Tsugumi Yoshiichi acted as if he didn't hear it. He slowly put away the scarlet blood blade in his hand and walked leisurely towards the depths of the town. He didn't even look at the fallen bodies. The scarlet eyes were filled with indifference and disregard. There is nothing in the world that he cares about. A desire for power? On this path, he never had a desire for power. The pursuit of eternal life? He has already achieved this, and his lifespan can almost be said to be infinite. If there is any regret, then there is undoubtedly some, but after such a long time, it has long faded away. He didn't know why he was summoned here in such a form of Servant that he had never heard of before, but it was better than his own stagnant time. If he had any wish, it was to see himself in this world, to see himself with different experiences and a different future. "Unfortunately, there is no if—" Tsugikoku Yoshiichi muttered softly as he slowly moved forward with an extremely calm attitude. The aura he exuded was out of tune with this battlefield. But no one dared to get close to him, whether human or evil spirit.

At this moment—— "call out----!" An arrow turned into a bullet and pierced through the air like a dark bolt of lightning. The sharp sound of breaking wind was heard only after the arrow passed through. A little lightning lingered on the arrow, turning it into thunder in the dark night sky, and it shot forward. The target was none other than Yoriichi Tsugumi on the street. It was a shot that went faster than the speed of sound. Even sniper rifle bullets cannot match it. And Tsugumi Yoshiichirō seemed to have noticed nothing, and without even drawing his sword, he slowly walked forward. The change suddenly happened just when the arrow was about to hit Yoriichi Tsugakuni. "call--!" A flame like the sun ignited in front of him, instantly burning the arrow mixed with thunder. "It's really tricky!" A few hundred meters ahead on the street, Minamoto no Raikou tightly grasped the Japanese bow in his hand, staring at the person in front of him with a frown. Tsugikoku Yuichirō did not change his route from beginning to end. He moved forward towards the center of the town in the simplest manner. Behind him, countless corpses fell on the ground, and even the streets were dyed red. Hundreds of soldiers fought desperately, but failed to stop Yuichiro Tsugakuni even a little bit. "If there's no way to stop you, everything we've done will be in vain--!" Thunderous magic power surged from her body, but she did not feel very sad or very angry. On the one hand, as a leader, she must be extremely rational and not let these things affect her judgment. On the other hand, Yu is not a human being at heart, and he always judges things from a bird's-eye view, with a broad overview. "I will kill you right here!!" As he declared this, Minamoto no Raikou pulled the bow to its full string. “Billie…!” The next moment, lightning flashed on the arrow. Judging from the fluctuations of magic power alone, its power should be several times that of the arrow she shot at the beginning. "call out----!" Then, the arrow carrying thunder-like lightning passed through the space, turned into a blue flash, and shot out with a piercing scream. "Qiang————!"

With a crisp sound, a scarlet knife light appeared in the air. In an instant, sparks exploded. In an instant, a strong wind blew it open. The thunder dissipated in an instant like bubbles. However, Minamoto no Raikou's attack was not over. "Boohoo!"