Demon Slayer: The Undead Swordsman of Thunder

The violent hurricane and the luxuriant red plums covered one layer after another, and the sharp petals were lifted up by the wind. For a moment, the sky and the earth changed color, and only the fiery red blade was shining.

Douma stood in the turbulent blade wind, smiling, without showing a trace of panic. Of course, it didn't know what panic felt like.

With a light snap of his fingers, the blood demon art, the crystallization of the children, was activated, and twelve shining little ice men formed a circle around it.

Twelve pairs of ice fans waved at the same time, and countless brilliant ice-blue lights intertwined in the air.

The cold breath spread, causing a thick layer of white frost on the ground, and the air temperature dropped sharply. Only the two red swords kept evaporating ice crystals, and white mist was sprayed.

The crystal children activated the remaining six blood demon arts respectively, and countless ice crystals burst into brilliant light in an instant, like bright stars falling to the earth.

The ice crystals spread out at a very fast speed, forming a bright and shining world.

This is the true strength of the second seat of the Twelve Demon Moons. Although Douma is extremely annoying and has a problem with his brain, there is no doubt about his strength.

This world seems to be covered by a sudden heavy snow, and the snowflakes transformed from ice crystals are falling down one after another.

The two who have activated the stripes are enough to resist for a while with their extremely high body temperature, but this extremely physically exhausting ability is not suitable for a protracted battle.

In the heavy snow, the blade wind and the blood demon art are intertwined to form a spectacular picture.

Finally, Douma moved. At this moment, its arm has completely returned to normal, but the burning sensation has not faded.

It locked onto Shimi, and the figure instantly disappeared from the spot. There was only a loud bang, and a vacuum zone without ice crystals appeared in the center of the ice and snow world.

All of Kanae's attacks were blocked by Crystal Princess. Nine of the twelve ice men were broken, and she herself was a little exhausted. Physical strength is not her strong point.

In the vacuum zone, the ground collapsed, and Douma's hand penetrated Shimi's chest. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, otherwise this blow would have killed him, because the opponent's initial target was the heart.

Of course, the opponent did not get any benefit. The red knife slashed from Douma's left shoulder to his chest, and hot blood kept rising from the hideous wound.

Shimi was unwilling and cursed himself in his heart,

Damn it! If he hadn't dodged the fatal blow just now, the knife would have cut into Douma's neck.

He frowned and had to admit that he hesitated because he didn't want to make Kanae sad, and he didn't want her future to be without him.

This is love. Love is selfish and reluctant, but it is also selfless.

The combination of contradictions may be love.

At the moment, Shimi and Douma can't get away immediately. After all, the red knife is a very troublesome thing for ghosts.

"Mei, you have to run now!"

"Run!"

Shimi had a ferocious expression and shouted at the top of his lungs. It was an indisputable fact that he could not kill the Upper Rank Two.

Kanae shook her head frantically. Her throat was blocked by crying. She wanted to do something, but her physical strength was rapidly draining away and she could hardly move.

After a moment of struggle, she was relieved. Only Shimi's figure remained in her pink eyes. Her pale lips opened and closed, and a resolute oath resounded through the sky.

"We don't ask to live together, but we ask to die together!"

"You won't be alone!"

As soon as the voice fell, Kanae's face bloomed with an extremely gentle smile. That smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, which actually made Shimi feel relaxed.

The always irritable big boy showed the softest smile in his life. At this moment, he was not afraid of life or death.

Knowing you is enough for this life.

"Kanae, I love you, see you in the next life!"

Doma's hand knife fell with Shimi's last words, and at this critical moment, another hot red knife intervened in the battle.

There was no blood gushing, no death, only a calm face of Douma and Feiyuzhen teasing,

"Don't die, love in this life!"

"Thanks to you two for holding on, otherwise I would regret it for the rest of my life."

As he said, Feiyuzhen hugged Shimi and jumped to Kanae, lifted her up and left the frost field with one hand.

The two collapsed, and the spots on their faces faded a lot. He hurriedly gave Shimi's chest a needle to save your life.

Kanae hugged Shimi into her arms and kept chanting his name.

Doma pulled out the red knife stuck in his chest expressionlessly, threw it away, and then turned around with a smile. It could clearly sense that this red-haired man was not at the same level as those two people.

The hideous blade on its chest was slowly moving. Even the red sword could only slow down the recovery speed of the powerful evil ghost, but could not completely suppress it.

"You are very strong!"

Tongma DanHe spat out three words lightly, not an approval, nor a compliment, but just stating the facts.

As soon as he finished speaking, he inserted his index finger into his temple, stirred it for a while, and then continued:

"Tendou Feiyuzhen!"

"Yes!" Feiyuzhen nodded. Douma's smile was disgusting, and he really wanted to vomit. "Hey! Has no one told you that your smile is fake?"

"Forget it, you don't know how to smile at all. God knows who you learned it from."

Who knew that Douma suddenly took out a small mirror, and then looked at Feiyuzhen in confusion, and said:

"What's fake, it has been like this for hundreds of years!"

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand."

"Also, it's impolite to disturb others' battles."

Hearing this, Feiyuzhen rolled his eyes at Douma and said unhappily: "I'm a gangster, it's none of your business!"

The next second, the knife in his hand turned red, but the pattern had not been opened. He needed to test how much combat power Douma still had.

After all, the stripes consume too much energy and are not suitable for long-term combat. Opening the stripes is a sure kill, otherwise it will not be opened.

Feiyuzhen is not like the swordsmen like Shimi who have never opened the stripes. He can already control it independently.

Dao Breathing·Thunder Type·Qilin Activated, Thunder Light Thousand Breaks!

He held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and arcs of red gold gushed out from under his feet, crackling like a volcanic eruption.

The arcs expanded rapidly in the air, and in an instant they wrapped his whole body in it. The egg-sized eyes of the Thunder Qilin locked onto Douma fiercely.

Feeling the breath of danger, it chose to retreat without hesitation. His body moved backwards quickly like lightning, pulling away from Feiyuzhen.

At the same time, the sixteen crystal children were like shields, one after another, all lined up on Feiyuzhen's forward route.

That's right, twelve is not Douma's limit. It will always use the most appropriate power to deal with the enemy.

But when facing Touma, it had to summon all the crystal children to buy time for itself to recover from its wounds.

It still had the confidence that it could kill Touma, and if it couldn't, it could still escape.

Douma's main feature was a flexible fighting method.