" Wind Breathing - Modified - Seventh Form - Wind Field!"
Calm voices echoed through the woods.
As the voices faded away, a gentle breeze rose from Teiichi's body.
At first, it could only lift a strand of hair, and in the blink of an eye, it would blow up the hem of her clothes, and then it blew faster and faster...
In a short while, the gale swept in like a ferocious beast, covering the entire battlefield.
The branches and leaves were being violently blown by the gale, and the leaves were slapping against each other, making a rustling sound.
The howling wind echoed in my ears, like the wailing of a vengeful ghost.
The scene before him terrified Hantengu so much that he involuntarily knelt on the ground.
One hand was supporting him on the ground, while the other hand was involuntarily put into his mouth.
The fingertips were repeatedly gnawed by teeth, producing a chilling, grating sound.
"How... terrible! So terrifying! What should we do? Do we really have to fight him?"
Ignoring Hantengu's words, Kokushibo slowly lowered his head to look at his palm, feeling the breeze flowing between his fingers.
Wind... field?
Is this a sword shape I've never heard of before, or was it created yourself?
Can the high-speed wind be used to hinder the enemy and assist oneself?
That's truly a brilliant idea!
His five fingers gradually closed, and Kokushibo looked up at Teiichi.
However, with the current wind speed, it will only require more effort from me!
Compared to Kokushibo's ease and composure, Daki became somewhat worried.
She leaned forward, straining slightly to resist the gust of wind that nearly knocked her off her feet.
She originally thought she was just here to gain experience, but seeing the scene now, she realized that gaining experience isn't so easy after all!
"Is this Demon Slayer really using Breathing Style, or Blood Demon Art?" Daki couldn't help but ask.
Upon hearing this, Gyokko looked at Hantengu and said, "By the way, can't your Blood Demon Art also control the wind, Hantengu?!"
Upon hearing this, Hantengu trembled with fear, clutching his head tightly with both hands and repeatedly denying it:
"No!! It has nothing to do with me! I didn't teach him Blood Demon Art!!"
"Hehehe... If Hantengu could teach Human Blood Demon Art, that would be great! Lord Muzan would definitely value him even more!"
Doma chuckled, then turned his head slightly to look at the Gyokko that was about to emerge from the pot, and said:
" Gyokko, it's best not to come out. It's easier to hide inside the pot, but if you come out, you might accidentally get your head chopped off!"
Upon hearing Gyokko froze halfway up the mountain and turned to look at Doma.
Gyokko wanted to say that he wasn't that weak, but since it was Doma who was reassuring him, he obediently shrank back.
"Okay... alright!"
Seeing that the Gyokko had shrunk back, Doma also turned his gaze to Teiichi in the distance.
The last time he encountered Teiichi was five or six years ago, and back then Teiichi was struggling even with himself.
Later understanding of the strongest force came from Akaza and Kokushibo.
I originally thought today would be an easy battle.
but...
I looked up and saw countless branches and leaves fluttering in the sky.
It seems things might not be as simple as I imagined!
As for losing?
Don't be ridiculous, look who's here today!
Even if Lord Muzan were here, he would have to stay!
The gale raged Teiichi Dingyi.
Teiichi's gaze swept over the six people opposite him one by one.
There are six of us; we need to try and see if we can reduce the number of people on the other side.
It's definitely impossible for Kokushibo and Akaza. Even if I were to fight them one-on-one now, it would be troublesome to kill them, let alone with six of them now.
As for Doma...
Teiichi's gaze swept over the number three in Doma.
Although Doma is not Akaza now, killing him won't be so easy.
The Hantengu has clones; if not all clones appear, it will get hit several times.
Daki also has an older brother, who was stabbed twice.
Then it can only be you!
Gyokko!!
With this thought in mind, Teiichi quickly took action.
He gripped the Nichirin Blade tightly with both hands, stretched it backward, and then pulled it sharply.
The Nichirin Blade seemed to come alive, tracing a smooth semi-circular path in front of him.
Whoosh--!
The air seemed to be sliced apart at that moment.
A slender Wind Blade flew out from the blade of the Nichirin Blade, swiftly traveling along its predetermined trajectory.
After being launched, the Wind Blade expanded rapidly in the air at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the blink of an eye, the originally slender Wind Blade had transformed into a terrifying giant blade more than ten meters wide.
Wherever it passed, trees were easily cut down like straw, leaving behind a scene of devastation.
Whoosh--!
A loud whooshing sound rang out.
As the terrifying Wind Blade hurtled toward them at breakneck speed, Gyokko's lips twitched incessantly.
He now understood why the Demon Slayer before him was qualified to be ordered by Lord Muzan to come together.
Thinking about it, it prepared to retreat back into the bottle and move to a different location.
He has no way to deal with this move!
Before he could retreat, Akaza took two steps forward.
A soft blue light converged towards Akaza's right hand.
Akaza, with his left hand in a palm-up position in front and his right hand in a fist behind.
" Destructive Death!"
His gaze was fixed on the enormous Wind Blade that was now almost within reach.
" Annihilation Style!"
With a roar, his fist collided violently with the Wind Blade in mid-air.
Time seemed to stand still at that moment, and silence enveloped the entire forest.
The next moment.
boom--!
A deafening roar echoed through the sky.
The immense force of the explosion tore through the surrounding air, and invisible shockwaves spread outwards like a tidal wave, causing trees to sway and dust to fly.
The light from the explosion drew Gyokko's attention. When the light faded, Gyokko looked again in the direction of the Demon Slayer... looked... looked...
The bluish light illuminated the constantly contracting pupils of the Gyokko.
Damn it, that was just a feint!!
His goal is himself!!
It's too late!
You're going to die!
I'm going to die!!
I'm going to die!!!
Gyokko roared inwardly, closing her eyes in disbelief that she was about to leave the stage like this.
He still has so many things to do!!
The next moment.
Clang!
A metallic clang rang out.
Teiichi frowned slightly and looked down at the owner of the blade.
Fighting someone with this much combat experience is going to be a real hassle!
After waiting for a while, without feeling the Nichirin Blade into her neck, Gyokko slowly opened her eyes.
Before him stood a pink blade firmly positioned beneath the Nichirin Blade.
Gyokko, having survived the ordeal, was so excited she almost cried, shouting out loud.
Thank you, Kokushibo!
If it weren't for you, I would definitely be dead just now!!
I'll definitely make the best one next time...
Ah, no, the second prettiest teapot is for you!!!