Draw your sword!
Indifferent words came from Kokushibo's mouth.
Upon Teiichi, Teiichi placed his hand on the hilt of the Nichirin Blade and slowly but firmly drew it from its sheath.
The moment the Nichirin Blade was drawn, Flash blue light streaked across the snow.
In the distance, Kokushibo also slowly drew his sword from its fleshy, tumor-like scabbard.
It was a dark red longsword, with eyeballs covering the blade, hilt, and guard.
The numerous eyeballs seemed to possess their own consciousness, trembling slightly with Kokushibo's movements.
Like the six eyes on his face, they sent chills down one's spine.
Teiichi's gaze was fixed on Kokushibo in the distance, and information about Kokushibo flooded his mind like a tidal wave.
Kokushibo.
Master the Transparent World plus the Demon Slayer Mark.
The weapon is called ' The Kyokokukamusari '. It is made from the user's own flesh and blood, and therefore possesses the characteristics of a demon—regeneration. Even if it is cut off, it can quickly recover.
I don't remember the specific effects of the moves when I used Moon Breathing, I only remember that Moon Breathing has many moves.
However, this doesn't have much of an impact; knowing the enemy's information beforehand is already a good thing.
How could I possibly presume to know all of the other party's information...
Seeing that the Demon Slayer in the distance had not moved, Kokushibo spoke up, "If you're not going to attack, then I will..."
Upon hearing this, Teiichi slowly closed his eyes and then exhaled a deep breath.
He crouched slightly, holding the Nichirin Blade in both hands.
When he opened his eyes again, they were clear.
His gaze pierced through the snowflakes, heading straight for the distant Kokushibo.
Their gazes met in mid-air, as if invisible forces were colliding in the void, sparking bursts of sparks invisible to the naked eye.
The next moment, Teiichi's figure seemed to be swallowed by the air and disappeared instantly, leaving only a faint afterimage streaking through the air.
Then.
"Clang!"
A sharp metallic clang shattered the tranquility of the snow-covered landscape.
Sparks flew where the blades clashed, but the Nichirin Blade showed no sign of falling.
The forces from both sides were transmitted to each other through the point of impact.
He noticed a slight numbness in his arm, and the Nichirin Blade, which he couldn't press down even with all his strength.
Teiichi's brows furrowed deeply.
Although it was expected, but...
Looking at the Demon Slayer before him, Kokushibo offered his comments.
"Impressive! No wonder you managed to hold Akaza off until dawn. Just based on the speed and power displayed in that one strike, you... are indeed a worthy opponent!"
Snap--!
Ignoring Kokushibo's words, Teiichi quickly sheathed his sword.
The blade of the Nichirin Blade swiftly sliced across Kokushibo's Kyokokukamusari, producing a piercing slicing sound.
Using the momentum of the downward slash Nichirin Blade smoothly retracts to the waist, then suddenly flips over so the blade faces upward.
He slashed upwards again at Kokushibo.
"Clang!"
Kokushibo remained expressionless, his wrist flicking slightly as he easily blocked Teiichi's full-force attack.
Without any prior charging, the blade quickly flipped upwards.
Whoosh--!
The Kyokokukamusari a dark red lightning bolt in the air, tearing through the air and heading straight for Teiichi Yi.
quick!
Wow, so fast!
As he watched the dark red longsword slashing rapidly toward him, Teiichi's entire body tensed to the limit.
He lightly tapped his feet on the ground and retreated like lightning, dodging the incoming long sword.
The next moment.
No time to catch Teiichi's breath was given.
Kokushibo's figure moved like a shadow, instantly closing the distance between the two.
Then the long sword that had just slashed past came down again.
Teiichi deep breath, his arm muscles hardening as if injected with steel, and his Nichirin Blade swiftly met the attack.
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
The cyan blade and the dark red blade slashed rapidly through the air.
They appear, collide, and intertwine in the forest from time to time, each appearance illuminating the dim woodland for a moment.
The dark red blade was like a maggot clinging to a bone.
Whether to advance or retreat, to attack or to defend, is Teiichi.
The blade always arrives just in time to Teiichi Teiichi's attack.
And always, just when Teiichi was too late to defend, a cold light would flash through the air and slash at Teiichi.
This forced Teiichi to keep his mind constantly on edge.
Clang!
Nichirin Blade raised itself to parry Kokushibo's incoming attack.
The two knives had just separated.
Teiichi of the corner of his eye, he saw a cold light slashing towards him.
He quickly regained control and tilted his head back slightly.
The next moment.
The dark red blade flashed past Teiichi's eyes.
Unlike Tengen Uzui, who deliberately controlled his strength to dodge.
This time, they really barely escaped.
Even without actually touching it, Teiichi's eyes still felt the chill of the blade.
I can't help but blink to relieve the discomfort in my eyes.
However, it involves ultra-high frequency combat.
Even blinking, which takes only a fraction of a second, is not allowed.
Despite the discomfort in his eyes, Teiichi quickly raised his Nichirin Blade to meet the long sword slashing horizontally.
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
The blades clashed wildly in the forest.
His Teiichi were wide open, and he dared not relax for a moment.
Unlike "Teiichi".
With his superior speed and power, Kokushibo didn't need to tense up.
Although he also felt that the Demon Slayer in front of him was slightly troublesome.
But all you need to do is concentrate.
suck--!
Deep breathing came from Teiichi's mouth.
" Wind Breathing!"
" Fifth Form!"
" The Cold Mountain Wind!"
The next moment, as Teiichi finished speaking, the enormous Wind Blade rapidly condensed into shape along his spinning trajectory.
Like a howling autumn wind, carrying a biting chill and an unstoppable force, it slashed fiercely at Kokushibo.
Whoosh--!!
At that moment, the Nichirin Blade seemed to merge with the wind, emitting a piercing sound as it hurtled towards Kokushibo.
Faced with this rapidly approaching slash carrying Wind Blade.
Kokushibo's face was expressionless.
He had seen it before the Wind Blade even formed.
He saw the movement of the Demon Slayer's arm muscles hidden beneath his clothes and his slightly twisted body.
Under his gaze, the Demon Slayer before him had no secrets whatsoever.
All attacks and tendencies would be laid bare before his eyes.
Unless the Demon Slayer before him possesses strength and speed far exceeding his own.
otherwise...
Beneath these eyes...
Tonight's Demon Slayer...
Only...
A path to defeat and destruction...
He held the Kyokokukamusari with both hands and stretched them backward.
" Moon Breathing!"