Kokushibo ignored Gyokko, his gaze fixed intently on Teiichi.
He continued to exert force with the Kyokokukamusari in his hand, preventing the Nichirin Blade from falling.
" Destructive Death - Disorder!"
A dazzling blue fist of light suddenly tore through the air, hurtling towards Teiichi with destructive power.
Teiichi quickly abandoned the struggle and used the force of Kokushibo's upward thrust to leap away.
The moment they landed, before they could even catch their breath, ice-blue lotuses silently drifted closer, radiating a chilling light that seemed capable of freezing all life.
Teiichi casually swung his Nichirin Blade, and a gust of wind instantly blew the Ice Lotus back.
The ice lotus can be blown away, but the Akaza that follows closely behind cannot be blown away by a strong wind.
" Destructive Death - Annihilation Style!"
Akaza growled, his fist, glowing with a large amount of fluorescence, slamming down hard towards Teiichi.
Teiichi's gaze sharpened slightly as he drew his Nichirin Blade and charged forward.
boom!
Watching the two combatants on the battlefield, Kokushibo instructed the three people beside him:
" Daki... don't let your brother... come out, Hantengu... you can... appropriately... create two clones!"
Centuries of combat experience allowed him to quickly deduce that the Teiichi was planning to target their weaker members first, thus reducing their numbers, which was why they were targeting Gyokko.
Although numerically speaking, the other side should be targeting Daki, it's clear they must have obtained information about the Upper Rank from somewhere.
Therefore, instead of choosing the weakest one, Daki, they chose Gyokko.
"Yes!"
Hantengu, Gyokko, and Daki all responded.
Even if they were asked to go up and fight now, they wouldn't dare.
They all witnessed the Gyokko almost being chopped off.
One wrong move and you could get your head chopped off; who would dare go up there?
"Then the three of you... stay outside... assist in the attack! Be careful... don't get killed by that Demon Slayer... in one strike!" Kokushibo continued to instruct.
Although he didn't have much affection for the others, they could at least be considered his subordinates.
He certainly didn't want the six of them who came this time to leave with a few fewer people.
Daki asked, "But wasn't Doma Doma's attack just blown away? Is our long-range support really going to be effective?" There was a hint of uncertainty in her voice.
Doma gently waved his folding fan, his signature gentle smile on his face, and explained, "Don't worry, once the battle starts, he won't have as much focus on defending against our attacks!"
Upon hearing Kokushibo slightly turned his head and gave Doma a cold glance.
"I had them... provide support from a distance, not... you..."
"But most of my Blood Demon Art are ranged attacks, and I'm not as strong as Lord Kokushibo or Akaza. It would be too dangerous for me to fight them!"
"It's... okay, as long as you don't get... cut... to death with one stab!"
"Can..."
Doma wanted to say something more, but Kokushibo glanced at him coldly.
"This isn't... Akaza's... battle alone... nor... is it... for you to... make up the numbers!"
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Doma replied helplessly, putting away his folding fan.
Seeing that Doma had no objections, Kokushibo looked at Akaza, who was already being suppressed on the battlefield, and ignored the others. He stomped his foot on the ground and rushed forward in an instant.
Doma glanced at the people around him, then rushed forward as well.
On the battlefield, Akaza was like a raging beast, his fists weaving a dense net in the air, each strike accompanied by a roar that tore through the air.
These punches were so fast they were almost blinding, leaving only blurry afterimages.
Opposite him, Teiichi remained expressionless.
He gripped the Nichirin Blade tightly with both hands, drawing perfect arcs in front of him.
Each collision between the blade tip and the pale blue fist produced a crisp "clang".
Clang!
After the second collision, the Nichirin Blade did not rush off in any other direction as before.
Instead, it swiftly slashed towards Akaza's neck.
Akaza frowned slightly as he watched the approaching Nichirin Blade.
The brief encounter made him feel as if everything had returned to two years ago.
I can put up a fight with the other side, but I can also clearly see the significant gap between us.
Without thinking further, he stomped his foot on the ground.
Just as the Nichirin Blade was about to strike his neck, he slightly leaped forward.
His neck was now out of range of the Nichirin Blade's attack.
laugh--!
A large amount of blood spurted from Akaza's neck.
Akaza was sent flying backwards by the slash.
Before they could even Teiichi counterattack, the blades, filled with pupils, attacked like ghosts.
Teiichi, Nichirin Blade once more.
Clang!
" Blood Demon Art: Frozen Lotus!"
Doma's voice rang out at the right moment. He gently unfolded his folding fan, and a chill spread out.
In an instant, countless lotus-shaped ice crystals seemed to condense from the void, carrying a bone-chilling cold as they rushed towards Teiichi.
Teiichi frowned, his right hand remaining still, while his left hand, which had been resting on the hilt of the Nichirin Blade, swung sharply in the direction from which the ice crystals were coming.
Whoosh--!
The gale howled past, and the incoming ice crystals quickly slowed down, stopped, and then flew back.
Upon Doma frowned slightly and quickly waved the folding fan in front of him.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!...
The ice crystals that flew back struck the golden folding fan with a crisp clanging sound.
After all the ice crystals were blocked, Doma looked at the three people fighting not far away and waved his folding fan again.
" Blood Demon Art: Crystalline Divine Child!"
Several small ice figures rapidly materialized in front of Doma.
However, before the little ice figure could take shape...
Several Wind Blade broke through the encirclement of Kokushibo and Akaza, flying towards the little ice man.
Click, click, click...
The small ice figures, which had not yet taken shape, shattered one after another.
Doma's smile faded, and he looked at the Demon Slayer not far away.
He gently lowered his folding fan. Although he still possessed several Blood Demon Art, there was no longer any need to use them.
If the Demon Slayer in front of you is on guard, then you can only engage in close combat.
Any ranged attack that requires force to fly and cannot sustain force is useless against this Demon Slayer.
Blood Demon Art: Barren Hanging Garden!
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a golden folding fan slashing towards him, carrying with it frost.
Teiichi a bulge in his arm muscles, he forcefully deflected Kokushibo's Nichirin Blade, then changed direction and charged forward to meet it.
Clang!
A crisp clang of metal clashing rang out as the Nichirin Blade firmly blocked the falling folding fan, the ice crystals on the fan dissipating the moment the weapons collided.
Teiichi did have the strength to slash, but it wasn't a 1v1 situation now. The other side was already attacking, and if he dared to slash, the other side would dare to slash back.
Without thinking further, Teiichi quickly sheathed his sword and returned to defense.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!...
Cyan, dark red, deep blue, and ice blue hues clashed on the battlefield...