Looking at the shoulder that had just been pierced through, Kokushibo's emotions were extremely complicated.
For thousands of years, demons had relied on their various abilities to toy with humans.
If humans wanted to figure out a demon's Blood Demon Art, they usually had to sacrifice two or three swordsmen of the same level!
But…
At this moment, that relationship had been reversed.
He, a demon, was being toyed with by Xia Feng's bizarre abilities!
This was practically the biggest joke of his life.
He reached out with his hand, grabbing Xia Feng's blade, trying to pull it out of his shoulder.
But Xia Feng gave him no chance.
With a sudden surge of force, Xia Feng twisted the blade—
The sword slid along the shoulder and cut off Kokushibo's right arm!
And Xia Feng didn't stop there.
As Kokushibo's sword hand fell away, Xia Feng spun his entire body in midair in a wide arc.
Flower Breathing, Sixth Form — Whirling Peach!
He aimed straight for Kokushibo's neck!
At almost the exact same moment, Kokushibo grabbed his fallen right arm with his left hand, took the sword from the severed hand, and raised the blade to block Xia Feng's strike.
CLANG!!!
Xia Feng's strike cut Kokushibo's blade in half, sending the broken weapon flying into the distance!
Kokushibo used the force of the clash to leap backward, while Xia Feng chased after him relentlessly.
The two streaked through the air in movements too fast for the eye to follow before landing on the ground at the same time.
The moment he landed, a new arm sprouted from Kokushibo's shoulder.
Then, his sword—like a living organism—grew a brand-new blade.
This was the most unfair part of the thousand-year war between demons and humans.
Kokushibo gripped the newly formed sword with his regenerated arm and swung upward.
Moon Breathing, Sixth Form — Perpetual Night, Lonely Moon!
Several slashes filled with crescent-moon wind shot toward Xia Feng!
From the appearance alone, the move looked somewhat like Wind Breathing techniques.
But Kokushibo's swordsmanship was far more precise than Sanemi Shinazugawa's.
Xia Feng couldn't repeat the same trick.
He swung his sword sideways, dispersing the incoming slashes.
Kokushibo had just opened his mouth to speak—
When he suddenly turned and slashed behind him!
CLANG!!
A long, flexible blade had shot out from somewhere, stabbing toward his back!
This strike was extremely strange.
If used against an ordinary demon, the opponent might be killed before even realizing where the attack came from.
But Kokushibo simply flicked his sword and deflected it.
He looked slightly surprised.
"Another breathing style I've never seen…"
He had lived for centuries and fought countless swordsmen.
He was familiar with almost every major breathing style—often more familiar than the Hashira themselves.
Many Hashira had died because he could see through their techniques instantly.
Yet tonight alone, he had already witnessed two unfamiliar breathing styles.
A white figure landed beside Xia Feng.
Mitsuri Kanroji nodded to him.
"Xia Feng… I'm back!"
"Where's Kanao?" Xia Feng asked.
"I sent her far away!"
Mitsuri replied.
Xia Feng nodded.
As long as Kanao was safe, his purpose for coming here had already been achieved.
Mitsuri continued,
"Before coming here, I already sent my crow to report to headquarters. Other Hashira will arrive soon!"
Hearing this, Kokushibo's expression darkened.
Tonight's situation had begun to exceed his expectations.
He hadn't anticipated that there would be two Hashira-level fighters on Mount Fujikasane.
And he certainly hadn't expected Xia Feng to possess so many strange abilities.
Just then, a voice suddenly echoed inside his mind.
"Kokushibo. End this quickly. Kill him if you can. If not, retreat immediately."
Kokushibo fell silent for a moment.
Then he nodded.
He stopped wasting time and immediately swung his sword at Xia Feng.
Moon Breathing, Eighth Form — Moon Dragon Ring Tail!
A massive crescent slash surged forward, wrapped in countless tiny crescent blades, crashing toward Xia Feng and Mitsuri!
Mitsuri's eyes widened in shock.
So strong!!
She had previously fought only Lower Rank demons.
So she had never truly understood how powerful demons could be.
Now, her mind was filled with nothing but shock.
Without exaggeration, this single attack surpassed the power of any Hashira she had seen!
Every cell in her body screamed the same message.
Run!
Run now!
Mitsuri clenched her teeth tightly.
At that moment—
She felt a soft but powerful force hit her waist.
Her body was suddenly kicked sideways, flying away uncontrollably.
It was Xia Feng.
He had kicked her away.
Xia Feng glanced at her speechlessly.
She was a Hashira, yet she froze in the middle of battle!
As he kicked Mitsuri away, Xia Feng himself melted into shadows and sank into the ground.
Kokushibo's slash swept across the area, instantly cutting down over a dozen trees!
Not far away, Mitsuri felt frustrated with herself.
She was a Hashira!
How could she think of running in front of an enemy?
How embarrassing!
Then her face suddenly turned red.
Just now, in that life-or-death moment, the only thing she had felt was fear.
Yet Xia Feng—
Even in that situation—
Still saved her.
And he even used a gentle force so he wouldn't actually hurt her.
He's… really cool.
She took a deep breath.
She couldn't let Xia Feng look down on her any longer!
Her calf muscles tensed as she burst forward toward Kokushibo.
Love Breathing, Fifth Form — Swaying Love, Wild Claws!
"I see… a derivative of Flame Breathing," Kokushibo murmured.
He swung his sword as well.
Moon Breathing, Fifth Form — Moon Spirit Calamity Vortex!
A massive wave of crescent-blade slashes swept outward!
In an instant, Mitsuri's attack was shattered, and the remaining slashes continued toward her.
Her pupils shrank.
Twisting in midair, she cried:
"Love Breathing, Sixth Form — Cat-Foot Love Breeze!"
Her flexible blade spun around her body, forming a protective barrier.
Only then did she manage to block Kokushibo's attack.
Even so, several small crescent blades slipped through, leaving shallow cuts across her body.
Mitsuri realized unwillingly—
With her strength, she couldn't even get close.
The moment she entered Kokushibo's attack range, she would be met with a storm of counterattacks.
Just like now.
Kokushibo had used only one strike, yet forced her to use two techniques and still wounded her.
Upper Rank One…
He was truly a monster.
And Xia Feng had just been facing this enemy alone.
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