Demon Slayer: The Journey of Becoming Yoichi's Sister

The power and coverage of this move are even more terrifying than the Breath of the Sun.

This is not a slash that humans can make.

Has the blood demon art been integrated into the sword art?

Yuko looked at the blade in Kokushibo's hand. It had turned into a strange demon blade without knowing when. There were several small blades extending horizontally on the blade, which looked like branches.

Although Kokushibo was not angry at this time, his face was extremely cold.

His appearance made Yuko laugh out loud, tilted his head, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Are you angry?"

"I know, Iwakatsu..."

"From childhood to adulthood, you have been jealous of Yuan..."

"Shut up!" Kokushibo's gloomy face showed a trace of anger, and the blade in his hand was raised uncontrollably.

"Breath of the Moon·Seventh Type·Evil Mirror·Moon Reflection!"

Several giant purple shock waves shot towards Yuko along the surface of the ground, with some small shock waves in the gaps, almost completely covering the attack range.

"Breath of Snow·Land Type·Snow Drifting Thousands of Miles."

The snow-white sword wave broke through a shock wave, and Yuko tilted her body at a subtle angle to avoid other sharp edges.

Invincible.

This was Yuko's first impression after facing the Breath of the Moon.

Although she has always been sarcastic about Yan Sheng, it is undeniable.

The Breath of the Moon sword type created by Yan Sheng after becoming a demon is probably a combination of blood demon art, which is no longer a sword type that humans can learn.

In terms of power alone, it is even far better than the Breath of the Sun used by Yunyi.

Of course, this does not mean that he has surpassed Yunyi, but only that with the addition of blood demon art, he can perform moves that humans cannot perform.

Yan Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly. Has Yu Zi already mastered the skills of transparency?

Under the premise that both sides have a transparent world, the only thing left to compete is the hard conditions.

That is, speed and strength.

Let’s not talk about the gap between men and women. Just talking about the enhancement of physical fitness after becoming a demon, he is far beyond humans in both strength and speed.

"Yu Zi, I will ask you one last time." Kokushibo looked up, "Do you want to become a demon?"

In response to him, there was a touch of white that was extremely fast.

Yu Zi's figure became blurred, and the snow-white blade drew a thin snow line in the air.

"Snow Breathing·Seventh Form·Snow·A Line of Sky."

This move is a sword form that combines the snow breathing with the thunder breathing. It is the fastest type of the snow breathing sword form.

However, because of this, the use of breathing methods is more demanding and the requirements for the lungs are higher.

The normal use of breathing is beneficial to the human body and is a skill that can regulate the human body.

However, the full concentration breathing used in battle, as well as the subsequent constant breathing, effectively improved the physical fitness of the swordsmen, but the damage to the body was also real.

Ikuko's forehead was sweating, and he endured the pain in his lungs, and his hand holding the knife clenched more and more tightly.

So fast!

Faster than the breath of thunder!

Kokushibo's eyes shrank slightly, and there was a slight tingling sensation in his neck, as if he was being pressed by a needle tip.

That's it!

It was this move just now that allowed Ikuko to cut off his arm in an instant.

The snow line gathered into a point in Kokushibo's eyes, and he actually had the idea of ​​avoiding it in his heart.

Ikuko's sword move did surprise Kokushibo for a moment, but the gap between the two did not close.

Kokushibo got ready and raised his sword to block, his muscles tensed, and he abruptly stopped the move.

Stare!

There was a crisp sound.

The two blades collided.

The long sword in Kokushibo's hand seemed to break, with several cracks.

Kokushibo was not surprised. The Hollow God was made of his flesh and blood, and the Sun Blade was a blade specially used to slash demons. It was normal that it could not hold up when it met a powerful swordsman.

There was a fine sweat on Yuko's forehead, and his lips began to turn white.

Under Kokushibo's clear vision, Yuko was already at the end of his strength.

The broken lines of the Hollow God were quickly restored by the surge of flesh and blood, and Kokushibo opened the Sun Blade and slashed.

Yuko ducked and avoided, and went around behind Kokushibo.

A dying struggle.

Kokushibo did not use his full strength. He turned around slowly, but saw a red breath coming out of Yuko's mouth, and the blade also had a red flame attached to it.

Breath of the Sun?

Was he planning to fight to the death?

Kokushibo knew very well that Ikuko could not perfectly perform the Sun Breathing.

And if he said he was second to the Sun Breathing, only Muzan dared to say he was first.

This hand-raising style is Lu's...

Hmm?

Kokushibo was about to raise his sword to dissolve the move, but his pupils suddenly shrank.

It's not the Sun Breathing!

The red breath from Ikuko's mouth was mixed with snow-white.On the snow-white blade, red and white flames burned.

"Snow Breathing·Nine Type·Kage no Yuki!"

Yuko gritted her teeth and forced herself to concentrate. Hold on for a little longer... my body.

The Sun Wheel Sword in her hand drew a brilliant arc of red and white flames in the air.

Not good!

The hand-raising style of this move is almost exactly the same as the Sun Breathing Type 6. The understanding of Sun Breathing made Kokushibo preconceived and misjudged Yuko's move.

When Kokushibo reacted, the blazing blade was close to his neck.

At this angle, there was no way to avoid it!

In a hurry, Kokushibo could only raise the sword to his side, and hold the long sword firmly with both hands in a cross shape.

Ding!

Bear!!!

The blazing flames cut off Kokushibo's long sword. The veins in his hands bulged, and the muscles in his arms were tense to try to slow down the speed of the blade.

It's okay!

Yuko was already at the end of her strength, and her strength could not last long. As long as he concentrated on maintaining the regeneration of the flesh and blood in his arms, the other party would be the first to collapse!

But just when he wanted to mobilize his energy to speed up the regeneration of his arms, he noticed that the regeneration of his arms was delayed again... No, it cannot be said to be delayed, it can almost be said to be blocked.

Kokushibo suddenly thought of something and looked at the red blade in Yuko's hand in astonishment.

Red Blade!

With this physical state? !

The awakening of the transparent world can be described as a gifted talent, and the pattern can also be achieved by transcending the limits of life and death.

Then the Red Blade, if the grip is not strong enough, it cannot be mastered.

Even he mastered the Red Blade after awakening the pattern.

Although this skill has long been abandoned after he became a demon, it is undeniable.

The Red Blade is definitely not an ability that can be mastered by talent!

This is a must for the hard conditions of the body!

What Kokushibo could not understand was that the strong will of human beings had the ability to turn the impossible into the possible.

Even a dying body could burst out with power beyond the limit in an instant.

Kokushibo's arms were cut off bit by bit, and a burning pain came from his neck.

Kokushibo looked at Yuko with anger and panic in his eyes.

Why!

Why no matter if it was Yoriichi or Yuko...

He abandoned his wife and children, and even gave up his human identity, why still...

Yuko could no longer answer the doubts in Iwakatsu's eyes. All the cells in her body were tense, and her spirit was like a hair that was weighed down by a thousand pounds. Any divergence of thoughts would cause it to collapse.

This thin and weak figure had overlapped with a certain figure in a trance.

...

No!

He couldn't die yet!

He hadn't surpassed Yoriichi yet!

Kokushibo could only watch his neck being cut off bit by bit, and the anxiety of waiting for defeat made him feel like dying.

Just when Kokushibo's neck had been cut off by two-thirds and he was about to be beheaded.

I saw that Yuko, whose spirit was as tense as a thread, suddenly changed her expression, and the breathing method that was overloaded in her lungs caused the thread that maintained her spiritual strength to break.

"Ugh~" Yuko lost her strength instantly, knelt on the ground, and vomited blood in large mouthfuls, as if even her internal organs were going to be vomited out.