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"'The Breath of the Wind, the Shape of Four, Rising to the Sand and Dust'."

In an instant, the violent wind composed of sword energy formed an invisible barrier, rising from bottom to top, turning into a small artificial tornado, protecting the whole body and also smashing those weird dark vines.

Can be in the next moment.

"Bang!!!"

Due to the unloading force, the cobblestone ground beneath his feet was instantly pressed out with two cracked pits.

Immortal Sekawa Saneya clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, clenched his teeth and resisted the ancient long knife that was coming straight at him. The tiger's mouth also cracked and bled due to the astonishing force of the shock.

What kind of ghostly power is this? !

From the beginning of the fight until now, he has not seen any trace of the man in front of him using the breathing method. It seems that he is just relying on the brute force of his physical fitness to swing the knife, but...

Immortal Kawa Saneya always feels a little inconsistent.

Is this guy a ghost?

It shouldn't be possible. After all, ghosts can't stand in the sun, and they can't be immune to the influence of their thin blood constitution.

"boom--!"

The force coming from the sword suddenly doubled, directly interrupting Immortal Kawa Saneya's thoughts, and also made the pit under his feet deepen again due to the unloading of force.

"Hey, you're the one who's in a daze right now, bastard, do you look down on me? Be careful, I'll kill you."

Yami Sukehi held the knife down with one hand, casually removed the cigarette from his mouth with the other hand, and exhaled slowly.

At the same time, a pair of dull fish eyes were looking down at the white-haired young swordsman in front of him.

I really can't sense even the slightest bit of magic in this guy.

It's not like Asta has a special anti-magic sword.

Simply relying on his own physical fitness, astonishing sword skills, and a strange breathing rhythm, coupled with his battle experience, his actual combat power is almost as good as that of the deputy commanders of each regiment. .

If you can use magic power, you will definitely become stronger, and you will have this extremely sharp temperament...

Just like the tearing bastard Jack is.

When he thought of that guy who looked like a praying mantis, Yami Jieda subconsciously showed disgust on his face.

And this also caused someone who was in a stalemate with him to misunderstand something.

"Hey, you guys are really laid-back..."

The facial muscles of Immortal Kawa Saneya twitched ferociously, and his grinning expression became more and more terrifying.

"Watch if I don't stomp you until there's no flesh left - ah!"

With a shout, he focused his concentration to the top and mobilized every muscle in his body. He finally used the Nichirin Sword to flick away the long knife that was like a rockery.

The sound of metal clashing echoed, and dazzling sparks flew everywhere.

Then the slightly trembling blade was swung out again in an instant.

""Breath of Wind, Lacquer Type, Strong Wind, Tengu Wind"."

The fierce wind whipped up instantly, forming a vortex like invisible bone scrapers, sweeping forward fiercely, and then...

"Qiang!"

A long knife that seemed to be exuding black mist chopped it into pieces as if it were a real thing.

This scene that was beyond common sense made Immortal Sakawa Saneya widen his eyes and subconsciously jumped back a few times to try to distance himself.

And Yami Jedai had no intention of pursuing the victory, he just casually held the cigarette in his mouth again.

"What a strange move. It's very different from magic. How do you use it?"

He frowned slightly, but didn't have time to think too much.

Because at this time...

A "venomous snake" targeted him.

The side of the neck feels cold and the hairs stand on end. The body is instinctively sending danger signals.

And Yami Jieda, who had already sensed the "qi" of the incoming person in advance, without thinking, directly blocked the attack with his sword to his side.

Then, a dazzling cold light appeared.

"'Snake's Breath·One Shape·Snake Cutting'."

As if he was hallucinating, a dangerous bamboo-leaf green snake had naturally bypassed the blockade of the long knife and struck directly at his neck.

"Qiang——"

He tilted his head slightly, and a few strands of black hair fell down.

He didn't completely block this move.

"...What a strange number of moves, twisted like a slippery snake."

Yami Jieda glanced at the man who had drawn his knife and jumped back with an expressionless face, pulling away from him, and casually looked at the new guy on the scene.

There was a bandage covering the lower half of his face, and a weird long curved knife in his hand.

The pure black hair color is the same as his own, and the cold and sharp eyes of different colors like poisonous snakes. Without saying a word, he seems to be silently looking for his own weaknesses and flaws.

Moreover, there was a very strange white snake with red eyes coiled around his neck, which was also staring at him with the same vigilance.

The breeze blows, and the special feather fabric with black and white strips sways slightly.

That represents the identity of the visitor, which is one of the contemporary Nine Pillars of the Demon Slayer Corps, the Snake Pillar——

Iguro Kobanei.

His intuition told him that this guy was weaker than the white-haired one.

But if it really came to a fight, the combat experience accumulated over the years told him that this guy would be much more difficult to deal with.

"Phew, this is so troublesome."

Ye Jianjieda looked at the two swordsmen who were waiting in front of him and scratched the back of his head with his eyelids half lowered.

In fact, his current condition is not very good.

Because although he does not rely on a battlefield environment with a high concentration of magic power to fight, if the magic power in the air is so low that it is almost nonexistent, it will become very difficult for him to use dark magic and body strengthening magic.

Not to mention that when you suddenly come to such an environment with almost no magic, your body can't help but produce some rejection reactions, but...

It doesn't matter.

The palm holding the knife slowly tightened, and the lazy temperament disappeared.

The terrifying aura on Yami Jieda's body began to gradually increase, making the surrounding air dry and heavy, and even causing fine cracks to suddenly appear on the ground near his feet.

The mouth holding the cigarette in his mouth slowly curved into a smile.

Although I still don’t understand what’s going on now, it’s definitely right to beat down all the provocative people first...

No, not for this reason.

Ye Jianjie looked at the two powerful swordsmen in the distance with his big dead eyes, and at some point a hint of fighting spirit appeared in his plain eyes.

You know, he is the only one in the Clover Kingdom who specializes in fighting with swords. Everyone else, including the major group leaders, use various magics to fight.

How many years has it been since he competed with a "samurai"?

"Hey, you two bastards..."

Seeing Jie Da's rough face covered with stubble, Yami laughed thoroughly.

The muscular arm was raised at will, pointing the ancient long knife wrapped in the strange black mist.

"You have to show me some perseverance."

Chapter 195: Violently Escaped Rabbit

The sound of swords echoed.

In an empty open-air courtyard.

An uncle with a slightly slovenly appearance and a bit unbelievable strength was holding a sword with one hand, and was slashing at an extremely high frequency with the two swordsmen called pillars who were flanking him on both sides.

The surrounding cobblestone ground was already in a mess with knife marks.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's wrong with you two? Haven't you eaten? Show up some willpower and swing the knife faster!"

Because he was starting to get a little carried away, Yami Jiedai, who temporarily ignored the fact that he was suddenly in a different place for no apparent reason, smiled boldly.

That body that had been trained to the limit, coupled with the extremely skilled body-strengthening magic, made his current physical fitness completely overwhelm the two pure swordsmen in front of him who had no magic power at all.

And with the sword wrapped in dark magic, and the two Nichirin swords carefully crafted by famous craftsmen, they continued to cut at each other rapidly.

The sound of huge metal collision never stopped.

"Hey, you muscular bastard, you really dare to say that!"

Immortal Kawa Saneya, who was holding the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, opened his eyes wide, catching the way the person in front of him was swinging the knife, without any time to blink.

After this period of fighting, he has already judged some relevant clues about the opponent.

If we were to talk about sword skills alone, the level of the sloppy man in front of us, who had never seen him before, should be on par with him.

But the strange dark energy wrapped in the blade, which is similar to the vampire technique, and the terrifying physical fitness that completely surpasses what humans can achieve, make him have to expend more energy and concentration every time he fights with the opponent. , to achieve maximum unloading.

To prevent the sharp blade in your hand from being damaged.

Although this battle situation could be called "unfair", he had already experienced countless battles with evil spirits.

But this was the first time that he could encounter such an unreasonable thing when using "human beings" as his opponents.

Although it is very embarrassing to say it, as pillars, he and Iguro Kobanai seem...

He couldn't take down the intruder in front of him.

"Qiang——"

The fierce wind was cut through, and the long black knife took away a few strands of white hair.

Immortal Kawa Saneya, who subconsciously leaned back and slashed, stared at the cold-lighting tip of the knife with amazing dynamic vision. After it passed in front of his nose, his movements did not pause at all, and he jumped sideways to avoid it again. He struck with a slash, then kicked the ground violently and charged straight up.

"Hey, Ihei, try again!"

Hearing the shouts of his companions, Iguro Kobanei, who had concealed his aura at some point, walked around behind Yami Jiedai, did not reply, and just nodded slightly.

Then he clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, took a deep breath, and the figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.

""Breath of Wind·Jiu Zhi Sha·Wei Zhuantian Typhoon"."

""Snake Breath·Wu Shape·Wending Snake"."

With the two Nichirin swords in the hands of the pillar-level swordsmen, they slashed out simultaneously with tacit understanding.

The violent wind and the phantom-like winding python appeared at the same time and surrounded the man wearing a rag with a black cow's head on his shoulders.

Two slashes that condensed an almost semi-substantial aura were mixed together.

From a distance, it looks like a dangerous tornado rising suddenly from the ground, and it seems that you can vaguely see a winding wind in the dusty wind. A terrifying giant python spitting out letters.

Under such an attack, even a huge boulder more than four meters high can be chopped into scattered rubble in an instant.

At this time, Yami Jiedai, who was in the center of the giant python's violent wind, was holding a cigarette in his mouth and silently sheathed his knife with a dull look.

Gravel flew everywhere and landed on his messy black hair.

next moment.

"Qiang————"

The long sword was unsheathed, and a huge black blade exuding an ominous aura directly chopped into pieces all the surrounding threats at once.

In just a blink of an eye, the strong wind dissipated and the giant python was decapitated.

""Dark Entanglement·Wu Ming Slash"."

He took off the cigarette from his mouth and blew out a smoke ring.

Yami Sukeda, who was holding a sword in one hand, glanced at the slash that was also offset, and then looked at the two swordsmen in front of him, who were a little stunned because their strongest sword types didn't work. Shi, chuckled.

"You guys are quite strong... why don't you take it more seriously?"

The sword in his hand was tilted, the tip of the sword pointed at the ground, and the dark energy wrapped in the blade seemed to be a little stronger again.