Demon Slayer: I can create my own breathing

The moment Tanjiro just pushed open the wooden door, he only felt a chill in his eyebrows, and a chill covering the sky and sun set off in his heart, and then a fist suddenly appeared in front of him, bringing a huge air current.

Tanjiro can only passively resist with the Hinakura knife.

"Bell!"

there was a crisp sound, and sparks exploded in front of Tanjiro's sword.

The Knuckle Tiger and the Hinawa Knife collided together and rubbed together to create huge sparks that lit up the man's face, and Tanjiro saw what kind of existence was attacking him.

The middle-aged man was dressed in a short beat, his strong muscles were exposed, and his bronzed skin was like that of a Fudo Ming king in Buddhism.

And the moment he saw the man's eyes, Tanjiro couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

"Second String ?!! is you the mastermind behind this time?" At

the moment of life and death, Tanjiro's body tilted to the left side, avoiding a direct wrestle with the reel, and stabbing him to death by pressing down.

He found that this ghost was even more powerful than the one he had encountered in Nada Spider Mountain, which made him avoid the idea of a hard encounter.

"Where is all this nonsense! Beat me and you'll know everything.

Rinji followed Tanjiro and threw another punch in the direction of his stomach.

This time, even though he was blocked by the Hinawa Knife, the huge force still made Tanjiro slide a lot towards the position of the carriage, almost knocking him out of the car.

Under the severe pain, Tanjiro could only barely bend down and grasp the iron plate with one hand, so as to avoid falling under the car and being smashed into meat sauce.

Rinshi was clearly ready to knock Tanjiro off the car and leave him to his own devices, so that no matter what his strength was, it would not affect the preparation of everyone in the carriage.

Seeing that the blow still didn't have the effect he wanted, Rou decided to get serious.

His figure suddenly flickered and appeared in front of Tanjiro, and the finger tiger smashed into Tanjiro's arm with a roaring momentum.

Tanjiro leaned over and dodged the blow, while sticking his Hinawa knife into the gap between the trains to secure his body, and got up and kicked him at the waist.

"Bang!"

Tanjiro's face showed a look of pain again, just because the leg that kicked him in the waist was like a boulder, and instead of causing damage to him, it was a sign that his leg bone was cracking.

Roller smiled contemptuously and reached out to grab Tanjiro's ankle.

Tanjiro fell, and immediately pulled his weight to the lower half of his body, and the Hinawa knife stuck in the train was pulled out and slashed at Rin's arm.

Breath of Water, Type II, Modification The blade of the Yokosui Wheel

drew a semicircle in the air, and all the edges were splashed, and the soft water turned into the sharpest blade of Tanjiro's weapon at this moment, cutting the arm of the wheel.

"Hmph!"

a cold snort, expressing the contempt for the knife.

In the face of this knife, he just stood calmly, as if he didn't care if this knife could cut off his arm, and the copper-yellow light on his arm flashed, and his skin was strengthened again.

The blade slashed at the wheel's arm, making a sound like gold and iron.

Tanjiro gritted his teeth and increased the strength of his hand, and pressed his other hand on the hilt of the knife, hoping to bring a little damage to the wheel.

But in despair, he found that the arm of the wheel was constantly pushing against the Nichiren knife and approaching in his direction.

Rin's other hand slammed into Tanjiro again, a cruel smile on his face.

"This time, I'll see what you can use to resist!"

Tanjiro thought of a move that could be used in this scene.

"Water Breath - Taki-no-Tsuki!" A

huge splash of water appeared on the Nichiren knife, and a huge amount of oxygen from the breath flowed through the body.

With this move, Tanjiro finally increased his strength again, and water continued to fall around the outside of the carriage.

The blade of the Rotten Blade was embedded in the Wheel's arm, and blood was gurgling out, dripping onto the rails and staining the huge wheels behind him.

It's just that in the face of this injury, Roller didn't care, and smashed it on Tanjiro's waist again.

"Smack!"

Tanjiro's body slid out like a broken sack.

Like a kite that had lost its traction, it quickly landed behind.

He pursed his lips contemptuously, and his right hand lightly touched the cut of his left hand, and the bleeding arm suddenly returned to its original state.

"I really didn't fight, I thought it was strong. He

put away his fingers and turned around to go back to the carriage to close his eyes and recuperate.

At the same time, he was also a little disdainful of Nightmare's behavior, "What kind of dream-inducing blood ghost technique, doesn't it tell us that we are foolproof, and we are actually broken free by such a weak swordsman." It's also humiliating.

As he turned to push open the wooden door, he suddenly heard the voice of the child.

"Wheel, he didn't fall, he's still in the carriage.

Tanjiro, who was supposed to be knocked down, was lying on the side of the carriage at the moment, immobilizing his body with a Nikwa.

He pressed his waist with one hand, and with the other he clutched the Nichiren knife.

In a single shot, he was almost knocked off the train by the enemy.

If it weren't for the fact that he fixed his body with a Nikcha knife during the crisis, it's hard to say whether he would have survived now.

Even if the speed of the train is not enough to kill, it is worse than death to fall in a jagged place.

Tanjiro's body swayed, like a big pendulum to the roof of the car.

His eyes narrowed the moment he drew his sword.

Because in front of the car, there was still a figure sitting, and the breath that came from him made him a little panicked.

Tanjiro swallowed a mouthful of saliva, barely holding the Hinawa knife in the palm of his hand.

"New... This breath is even more powerful than the second lower string just now

," Tanjiro tore off a haori and tied the Hinawa knife to his left hand, "Is it the lower string one? How can such a powerful demon appear in this place! This is simply impossible!"

Even so, he still did not give up hope, gritted his teeth and pointed the Hinawa knife directly at the figure.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's the ones who control the lower strings! If I can interrupt his technique... Everyone will wake up, and I won't be alone!"

"You can do it.

"Yo Yo Yo Yo You called... Tanjiro, yes, what, don't you like the dream I created for you? Tell me how you broke free. To

Tanjiro's surprise, the seated figure was not in a state of being unable to move while performing the blood demon technique, but actually spoke up.

Tanjiro was about to speak, when the sound of the wind suddenly sounded in his ears.

A huge fist came to him in an instant.

Tanjiro reacted quickly that it was an enemy attack, and the turbulent water was wrapped around his body.

"Water Breath Pick-up Shape, Flowing Alive!" The

light blue water gradually swirled, condensing into the shape of a water dragon, blocking the fist of the sky and the earth.

"Boom!" the

corners of his mouth outlined a hint of arc.

"Blood Demon Technique, Terrifying Body, Double. "