Akaza looked at Xia Xi with a sadistic gleam in his eyes.
Over his long life as a demon, he had seen far too many Demon Slayers.
In the end, they were still swordsmen who relied on their samurai swords.
Once their blades broke, most of their strength went with them.
More than once, he had seen the despair on a swordsman's face after his blade snapped. He was almost tired of it.
This time should be no different...
Then he saw Xia Xi discard the broken blade in his left hand, still holding the remaining half of his other blade in his right, and then...
He actually drew another sword from his waist.
One long, one short. His presence and edge grew stronger rather than weaker.
He was even sharper than before his blades broke.
A dual-wielding style.
Tch.
Only then did Akaza remember that this brat carried three swords.
[Mist Breathing]
[Eighth Form: Clouds Hang, Heaven Crumbles]
Igarashi struck first.
The storm bore down like the collapsing sky, powerful enough to tear most demons apart.
But it was not enough to hurt Akaza, who had lost interest in Igarashi.
Energy coursed through both fists.
One charged blow punched straight through the storm that had all but engulfed the sky.
But that also exposed a fleeting opening to Xia Xi.
His Breathing Style surged into motion!
Xia Xi became a blurred streak of light, his two blades already crossing at Akaza's neck.
The swordlight shone like stars.
The Nichirin Blades slammed toward Akaza with terrifying force.
Akaza tilted his head back slightly.
He avoided the path of [Tongyi Maru: Remnant].
But the crossing swordlight abruptly slowed. What had clearly been a single combined slash split into two stages.
Fast and slow blades.
Sandai Yasushi's edge was already about to