Chapter 241 Sakura Dragon
The scarlet firebird flapped its wings, leaving a line of fire in the air, which hit Muzan's body.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"
The flames instantly swept across Muzan's body, and intense pain filled Muzan's mind at this moment, but the opponent's attack was far from over.
Before Muzan could recover from his burns, a sound of breaking air sounded in front of him. Upon hearing the sound, Muzan raised his eyes that were blurred by the burns...
Pfft!
A burly figure rushed in front of him, and the huge sword blade pierced his chest, then it was immediately pulled out. Owl's figure soared into the air, turning his waist in the air, driving the blade to cut out two times!
Wow, wow!
Two flashes of swords cut the Muzan born from the ghost baby's brow in half, and the broken figure fell from mid-air and rolled to the river bank.
At the moment of separation from Muzan, the thorn whip on the ghost baby's body was retracted, revealing its pale skin, as if it had no mind, and even though it was constantly slashed by Isshin and Gui Xingbu, it did not react at all.
But Muzan, who was lying on the ground, let out an unprecedented howl at this moment, his eyes full of fear. Countless pieces of flesh and blood stretched out from his severed waist and pierced straight into the ghost baby's eyebrows, eager to reconnect himself.
Silently watching the changes in Muzan's expression, Wolf still half-knelt on the ground, releasing his karma with all his strength, continuously providing energy for everyone's battle.
At the same time, he conveyed his thoughts to everyone's mind, and the moment the voice in their mind sounded, everyone began to act.
Several kunai flew over from afar, easily tearing a large amount of flesh and blood, causing Muzan's figure flying in the air to stagger and almost fall to the ground again.
However, Muzan's will at this moment was unexpectedly firm. With only the remaining flesh and blood, he flew back to the ghost baby's eyebrows and merged with it.
With cold sweat streaming down his face, Muzan made a prompt decision and swung his arms. The body of the ghost baby under him once again shot out countless thorn whips, competing with Isshin and Gui Xingbu.
The two men stepped back several steps, resisting the attack of the whip while walking around the ghost baby, their eyes sharp and murderous, looking like they were ready to kill at any time.
Muzan, who survived the disaster, felt his temples throbbing and was extremely frightened, but after the fear came uncontrollable joy.
"Hehe...Hehe...I won't die...I won't..."
Then he looked viciously at Madame Butterfly who was standing in the air stepping on the scarlet spider silk. Just as he was thinking about how to deal with this annoying old woman, Owl's figure flashed behind Wuzan silently.
"Ahem!"
By the time Muzan reacted, Owl's strong right leg slammed on his back, as if he was being pressed down by a mountain. No matter how hard Muzan tried, he could not break free. Then, the huge blade was aimed at the place where he was connected to the ghost baby and stabbed in!
Cut across the waist with a horizontal sword!
The figure that had just been connected was once again thrown into the sky by Xiao Zhan, and Wuzan fell into the long river with a howl. At the same time, Yi Xin, who had been observing the situation from the beginning, also began to act.
Boom!
The blood-red thunder illuminated the darkness, and the skinny figure leaped high. The thunder fell on the raised long sword, and as Yi Xin's blade chopped down, it hit the ghost baby in front of him!
"Jiwa!"
Lightning instantly traveled throughout the ghost baby's body, and the pain and numbness made it let out a sharp cry. The huge and deformed ghost baby was instantly charred, and its skin and flesh were cracked, and it took a long time to recover.
He fell from mid-air, bent his legs slightly, jumped back and fired a shot to smash the ghost baby's carbonized head. At the same time, an excited neighing of a horse came from under him.
Phew!
Immediately afterwards, an angry shout rang out!
"go ahead!"
Peng!
The next moment, the Ghost Punishment Department charged forward with a spear in hand, smashing the carbonized ghost baby to pieces!
In the dark river, the weak Wuzan watched the ghost baby's body falling around, his pupils began to tremble constantly, and he lost consciousness on the spot...
No...my power...the power of immortality!
I whispered in disbelief in my heart. The new power I had obtained was actually vulnerable in the eyes of these people...
A tall and thin old man stood in front of everyone carrying a spear, a mighty commander rode a horse behind him, a burly ninja held a huge blade, and a thin old woman stood in the air with her feet on a thin thread.
Looking at their figures, Muzan's eyes were full of fear and his mouth was slightly open. Muzan could hardly control his emotions and asked loudly in collapse.
"You, who are you?"
However, no one responded. They just stared at Muzan's miserable appearance with cold eyes, which made Muzan even more frightened. He grew legs and used his hands and feet to flap in the water, trying to get as far away from the four people as possible.
But at this moment, the figures of the four people began to become dim. The sudden change not only surprised Muzan, but also surprised themselves.
Looking at his arms which were gradually becoming transparent, Yixin turned around and looked behind him. After a long time, he turned back and a satisfied smile appeared on his old face.
Then they turned into red light and dissipated, one after another, until the last one, Xiao, who looked back as well, but Xiao turned around quickly and dissipated with the previous three.
Seeing the four people disappear, Wuzan was about to start to show joy on his stunned face, but the red light that the four people turned into floated behind them, revealing a wolf half-kneeling on the ground behind them.
The scarlet karma surged behind the wolf. After the red light merged into it, the wolf stood up from his half-kneeling figure. Blood clouds rose from the dark Styx, completely surrounding Muzan's sight.
A whip with fewer thorns than before appeared on his back. Muzan's veins bulged all over his body and he kept using it to tear apart the blood cloud around him while shouting.
"What tricks are you playing again!"
But no matter how he swung the whip, the blood cloud showed no sign of decreasing, which made Muzan feel more and more uneasy, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
The next moment, an earth-shaking roar sounded!
"Ho ho ho ho!!!"
Through the thick blood cloud, Muzan vaguely saw a huge and slender figure that pierced through the sky and the earth.
Wow!
A strong gust of wind blew from the Yellow Spring that was supposed to be void, and all the blood clouds were blown back at this moment. The surging Yellow Spring now showed ripples.
In the long river, Wuzan subconsciously put his hands in front of his eyes and lowered his head slightly. The slender figure he had just seen lingered in his mind, tempting him to think continuously.
What is that…
After a while, the strong wind stopped and Muzan raised his head. At this moment, the blood cloud dissipated, and the scene in front of him made him open his mouth in horror and stand there in a daze.
The slender and majestic dragon body was perched on the huge cherry tree, the seven huge knives in the dragon's claws reflected the jade-like divine light, and the dragon's eyes were majestic without anger as it looked down at the weak creature on the ground.
Boom!
The dragon claw raised the huge blade wrapped in strong wind, and just such a slight movement caused a roar comparable to thunder.
With a swing of his arm, the huge blade created a sky-slashing blade!