The blade ultimately failed to sever that thick neck bone, but with a shift of Shinobu Kocho's fingertips, a large dose of poison was injected into Mingjing's body.
"Ugh..."
Mingjing's elegant composure vanished. Starting from the wound in her neck, the dark, bluish poison spread rapidly.
Bulging veins covered her face, and her once-gentle eyes filled with bloodshot streaks. "Damn swordsman!"
She shook the bell in her hand, and the spreading sound waves struck Shinobu Kocho's chest like a sledgehammer.
"Urgh!" The frail girl flew backward, slammed into a tree trunk, and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Your heart is sinister and filthy. Those clear eyes have no right to remain on your face!"
Mingjing roared and lunged after her, her sharp demon claws poised to pierce both her eyes.
Bang! A deafening gunshot exploded beside her ear.
At some point, Genya had closed in on the two combatants. At the critical moment, he lowered his muzzle and blasted Mingjing's claws apart.
The demon whipped her head around. The boy with the mohawk briskly jammed the still-scorching barrel against Mingjing's eye socket and boldly fired again!
Bang!
Splat!
Under the assault of gunpowder, the demon's pretty head burst apart with a single shot. The elegant young woman instantly became a nauseating, foul-smelling headless corpse.
But Genya's bullets contained no crimson red iron sand, so the damage they inflicted could not burn the demon's body.
Genya retreated quickly, but he still failed to escape the demon's claws. Their tips tore through his robe, leaving three deep, bloody gashes across his chest.
"That fucking hurts!" Genya cursed, whipping the gun barrel around viciously.
Why am I the one who can't learn a Breathing Style?
Otherwise, one slash would be enough to send this bitch to hell!
A mouth wriggled into being