"Three Pillars? Are you kidding me!" Ryu gritted his teeth and said, "Even if there were ten Pillars, I could kill them all!"
Ryūri extended his fist to clash with Akaza, but the moment they made contact, his fist shattered at the wrist!
"This power is far too weak."
Akaza did not continue the pursuit, but instead kept a distance from Ryuri and stood there calmly: "Ryuri, if this is all the strength you have, those three Pillars who appeared today could have killed you."
So, show me your true strength, and let me see just how powerful you are that even Muzan-sama couldn't help but praise.
"ha!"
Ryuji seemed to have figured something out: "So this is the reason why you attacked me, Mr. Akaza."
"Only a part."
Akaza said, "I enjoy fighting strong opponents. You and I share this interest, so Ryuri, don't let me down."
Ryūri suddenly took a deep breath, shook his head helplessly, and said, "I really can't do anything with you, Akaza-san. I was originally planning to just exchange a few moves with you to get by."
As he spoke, he clicked his tongue slightly, expressing some regret: "You Upper Moons are all really strange."
Akaza smiled slightly after hearing this and reminded him, "Don't forget, you are also one of the Upper Moons."
Upon hearing this, Long Li couldn't help but sigh, his tone revealing a hint of weariness and helplessness: "Yes, that's why I've always tried to restrain myself and not want to become one of you strange monsters."
Akaza narrowed his eyes slightly, staring intently at Ryuri. He keenly sensed that Ryuri's aura had undergone a tremendous change in that instant.
This change is difficult to describe accurately in words. If one had to describe it, one could say that if the dragon's aura just now was like a sea with waves, then his aura now is like a calm sea.
However, beneath this calm surface, a more turbulent wave seems to be brewing, as if a giant whale is hiding beneath the tranquil sea. When you look down, you can only see an endless shadow, giving you an indescribable sense of oppression.
"Well then, Mr. Akaza."
A slight smile appeared on Long Li's lips: "Are you ready?"
"Um?"
Akaza laughed.
Prepare?
He's been preparing all along!
Knowing full well that endless fear might be lurking in the shadows before him, Akaza felt no fear at all, but rather was filled with excitement.
"You're making me a little excited too!"
"So, Mr. Akaza."
A strange voice suddenly came from behind Akaza, Ryuri's voice tinged with laziness: "How many Pillars can I kill now?"
Akaza's pupils widened, and before he could react, he was sent flying by a strange force.
He did several somersaults in the air, but he couldn't help but keep replaying the scene in his mind.
What happened?
Wasn't Long Li right in front of him just now?
Where did the attack from behind come from?
"Lord Akaza, please don't get distracted!"
Ryuri's voice came from below Akaza. When you're in the air, you can't control your body, but Akaza somehow managed to complete a 180-degree spin in mid-air and stomp down forcefully!
"boom!"
A deafening roar erupted beneath him, sending dust billowing into the air.
"Too slow, too slow!"
The voice came again from above Akaza, Ryuri's voice full of excitement: "Mr. Akaza's speed is not even as good as my little subordinate's!"
"Ha, you've been underestimated!"
Akaza's neck veins bulged as he landed on the ground in a horse stance, but due to inertia, his feet dragged a furrow in the ground for dozens of meters before finally stopping.
The next moment, blood-red patterns, like snowflakes, suddenly appeared beneath his feet.
"Warlock deploy, Destruction Strike, Compass Needle!"
Akaza, who had been dominating Ryuu from the very beginning, has finally unleashed his Blood Demon Art!
At the same time, he saw the situation before him clearly, and his eyes narrowed involuntarily.
"two?"
Standing before him were two dragons, one with white hair and the other with black hair.
"Is it the same Blood Demon Splitting Technique as that Hantengu guy?"
Akaza murmured softly.
"Ryūri, is this your trump card?!"
"There's no other way. After all, our opponent is Mr. Akaza. If we don't show some real skill, it would be troublesome if you dislike us," the black- haired Ryūri said with a smile.
"What formidable battle aura!"
Akaza was momentarily captivated, then suddenly charged towards Ryuri.
"Destruction Kill, Annihilation Style!"
The white-haired dragon snorted coldly and stood in front of the black- haired dragon, "Blood Demon Art, Blood Domain Overwhelming!"
At this moment, Akaza felt an invisible force enveloping him, constantly clashing with his Blood Demon Art and Destruction Slaughter.
"You truly are worthy of your reputation."
A smile crept onto his lips; the stronger Longli appeared, the happier he felt.
"But that's not enough!" As Akaza finished speaking, a wave of azure energy surged toward Ryuri like a raging tsunami.
The surrounding space seemed to be shaken by this shockwave, creating ripples, as if the whole world was trembling.
Akaza is like a moth that has stumbled into a spider web, yet it manages to break through this seemingly indestructible web with its own strength.
"What terrifying power..." the white-haired dragon murmured, slowly raising his right hand: "Blood Dragon!"
Instantly, the blood that had been flowing on the ground seemed to be summoned by some mysterious force and began to rapidly condense.
In the blink of an eye, the blood transformed into a ferocious blood dragon, baring its sharp fangs and lunging at Akaza.
Akaza showed no fear upon seeing this and punched the Blood Dragon in
the head.
With a loud "bang," the blood dragon's head shattered, but quickly returned to normal.
"A weak attack is truly disgusting!" Akaza roared, a flash of anger in his eyes.
He clenched his fists, his muscles tensed, preparing to launch an even more powerful offensive.
At the same time, the snowflake sorcerer pattern beneath his feet reappeared, radiating a dazzling light.
"Destruction Kill, Void Style!" Akaza threw a punch, and with each punch, countless fist waves were generated, raining down on the Blood Dragon.
Under the attack of the air, the Blood Dragon could no longer resist, its body instantly shattering and dissipating into the air. The remaining fist waves continued to fly towards the distant dragon, carrying unparalleled power.
Black-haired dragon shouted in a low voice, "Thousand Blood Needles!"