Sizzle! Sizzle!
Vines woven purely from ice crystals pierced through the crystal-clear ice curtain like venomous snakes, carrying a chilling aura, attempting to tightly Teiichi Ding Yi.
Unlike ghosts, humans do not have the ability to regenerate.
Therefore, when fighting demons, humans have almost no room for error.
Therefore, any attack from the demon, regardless of its offensive nature, must be countered with a sword-shaped attack if it cannot be dodged.
Faced with this sudden attack of ice vines, Teiichi remained completely calm.
With a sudden push off his feet, Ding Yi used the reaction force to leap diagonally into the air like an arrow Teiichi bow.
The icy curtain had not yet dissipated, and the vines, having lost their target, lashed blindly in place, but could no longer touch the hem of his clothes.
Suspended in mid-air, Teiichi's gaze was unusually firm. He calmly stared at Doma below, a fighting spirit he had never felt before surging within him.
This was the first time since he came into this world that he had faced such a powerful enemy head-on while almost unharmed, a feeling that was both thrilling and exciting.
Sensing Teiichi's gaze, Doma slowly raised his head, and their eyes met in the air. It was as if the entire battlefield had frozen in that moment.
Immediately following, Teiichi, having seized the initiative, launched an attack without hesitation.
" Wind Breathing!"
" Eighth Form: Primary Gale Slash!"
A powerful gust of wind suddenly swept in, carrying Teiichi's figure like an eagle in a storm, swooping down on Doma.
The Nichirin Blade traced a dazzling silver arc through the air, aiming directly at Doma's vitals.
Doma's expression remained unchanged as he watched the Demon Slayer rapidly descending towards him, his folding fan slightly unfurled.
" Blood Demon Art!"
" Barren Hanging Garden!"
Clang!
A deafening metallic clang echoed across the battlefield.
This was followed by a series of rapid collisions.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
Nichirin Blade and folding fans clashed wildly on the battlefield.
The clanging of metal was incessant, like a melody playing wildly across the battlefield.
On one side, a fierce wind raged, whipping up fallen branches and leaves from the ground, forming swirling Wind Hashira;
On the other side, snow and ice howled, freezing the air into sharp ice blades that clashed fiercely with the gale.
Doma wanted to retreat to a more distant place to unleash the rest of his Blood Demon Art, but the Demon Slayer in front of him wouldn't give him the chance.
The Nichirin Blade is like a malignant tumor clinging to the bone!
If you're not careful, you can end up with a wound on your body.
If it's Akaza, then so be it if I leave a wound.
After all, Akaza is also a demon, and even if he's left with wounds, there's not much he can do about it.
but,
Before me stood Demon Slayer, wielding Nichirin Blade capable of inflicting fatal wounds on demons!
If a wound is left, and the enemy presses their advantage...
Your situation will become difficult.
"Who is it? What are you doing so late at night? Can't a person get any sleep? I'll report you for disturbing the peace, you believe me?"
In the distance, a door opened, and a man in his thirties, reeking of alcohol, came out, cursing and swearing.
This place is almost out of Mine City, but it hasn't really left Mine City yet.
There are three or four residential buildings visible within the area.
Judging from the sounds of the battle, someone should have woken up long ago, but the others probably sensed something was wrong and were too afraid to come out.
The man was probably a deep sleeper and had just been woken up; he was still groggy when he came out.
The man's voice reached the battlefield.
Despite the noise of the battlefield, neither of them were ordinary people, and they naturally heard what the man said.
Out of the corner of my eye, I could also catch a glimpse of the man.
"It's in the way!"
Disdainful words came from Doma's mouth.
Clang!
With a nimble flick of his folding fan, he blocked the incoming Nichirin Blade.
Her free left hand rose towards the man, her index finger pointing in his direction.
The air seemed to be stirred by an invisible hand, and the water vapor quickly condensed, instantly turning into a sharp icicle.
call out!
The icicle ripped through the night sky, heading straight for the innocent man.
Even if it's just a casually generated attack, the addition of " Upper Rank Two" makes it something that ordinary Demon Slayer Corps members can't block.
Moreover, this time the attacker was just an ordinary person.
Teiichi seeing this, Ding hesitated for a moment, but ultimately turned her head towards the man.
Sixth Form: Black Wind Mountain Mist!
A black Wind Blade lashed out swiftly from the Nichirin Blade, also heading towards the man.
Watching the Demon Slayer's movements, Doma couldn't help but smile.
He thought to himself, "Interesting!"
However, he wouldn't let this opportunity to create distance slip by. With Flash, he swiftly widened the gap between himself and Teiichi, like a ghost.
As for attacking the Demon Slayer in front of him?
Based on Doma's many years of experience, he judged that the Demon Slayer Demon Slayer would quickly turn around and defend itself before the attack even reached it.
In the end, that would be a waste of the opportunity to widen the gap.
"Click--"
A crisp sound pierced the night sky as the Wind Blade, moving with astonishing speed, struck the small yet sharp ice spike with perfect accuracy, instantly shattering it into countless tiny ice crystals that scattered in all directions.
"Whoosh----"
A strong wind swept in, violently blowing the man's hair to one side.
The remaining force of the Wind Blade swept past the man, leaving a deep, thin scratch on the ground.
"Get inside if you don't want to die!"
An angry shout rang out, and the man instinctively looked in the direction from which the sound came.
In the distance, on an open field, two figures stood out vividly in the moonlight. One held a long sword, its blade flashing like lightning, cold and menacing; the other gently waved a folding fan, his demeanor exuding an otherworldly elegance, yet his eyes flashed with a chilling glint that could not be underestimated.
The ground around them was a mess, with several trees lying crookedly and fallen, Ueya the ground covered with scratches, ice, and water.
Seeing the scene before him, the man immediately realized that something was wrong.
My mind, which had been foggy from being drunk, immediately cleared up.
His legs began to tremble uncontrollably, and his voice stammered with fear:
"H... h... Okay!"
After saying that, he turned around and tried to slip into the house.
However, fear seemed to have taken away all his strength. He had only taken one step when his legs gave way and he fell heavily to the ground.
Driven by his survival instinct, the man ignored the pain and immediately began to crawl with difficulty into the house using all four limbs.
After going inside, he still trembled as he bolted the door shut.
Only after confirming that the gate was bolted did the man lean against it, panting heavily.
As the door closed, my body seemed to instinctively feel that I was safe.
His legs were shaking less, and the man, supporting himself against the door, stood up unsteadily and strode quickly towards the room.
After seeing the man enter the house, Teiichi turned his head to look at Doma.
By this time, under the pretext of the man's matter Doma had already run to a place several dozen meters away from Teiichi.
Teiichi's face darkened.
He wasn't stronger than Doma to begin with, and now Doma has pulled ahead of him.
Tonight's battle will be even tougher!