Variety Comic: My plug-in is myself

It is impossible that Douma, who was almost killed by Xia Yan just now, suddenly became full of confidence and thought that his strength had increased dramatically in a short period of time, so he approached rashly.

It was the confidence brought to him by the Water Lily Bodhisattva behind him!

With the cooperation of the Water Lily Bodhisattva, it was like fighting a single type of soldiers and then fighting a multi-type coordinated battle.

It made Douma's strength increase exponentially.

The cold ice fog instantly covered the battlefield. With the endless supply, even Xia Yan could not easily disperse it.

It can only ensure that he will not come into contact with the ice fog, and will not inhale the ice fog to cause lung necrosis.

But Douma knew this. He did not intend to cause harm by releasing the ice fog. It was simply to block Xia Yan's vision, so as to facilitate the next attack.

Although it was actually useless.

After all, whether it was the Byakugan or the transparent world, it was easy to see through this ice fog.

Ding——

Xia Yan casually swung his sword to block, accurately blocking the iron fan he chopped, and in the eyes of Douma who didn't understand, he took the opportunity to cut him in half.

Afterwards, Xia Yan did not continue to chase, but leaped back suddenly as if he had discovered something.

He left the place nimbly.

The next moment,

The ground trembled, making a roar like a big iron hammer of a demolition machine installing a building.

Boom——

The strong shock wave and sound wave even dispersed the surrounding ice fog, revealing the culprit who caused the vibration.

I saw that the Water Lily Bodhisattva's hand that was originally folded in front of her chest was only one left, and the other hand was in the shape of a hand knife, deeply embedded in the ground.

The thick layer of snow was blown away at this time, revealing the dry surface.

A hideous crack was exposed in front of Xia Yan, spreading out for dozens of meters, like the sea parted by Moses.

Just an ordinary hand knife was enough to cause such horrible destructive power, and although it was as big as a building, its speed was as fast as lightning.

And under the cover of ice fog, the attack process was silent.

If it weren't for Xia Yan's eyes that could ignore the ice fog, or if it wasn't for the fact that he didn't rely on vision like Gyoumei on Sad Noriyuki, he would have only one breath left.

It fully proves why Douma can become the second upper rank!

In fact, although the upper limit of the strength of the Demon Slayer world is not high, even from Xia Yan's current perspective, it is definitely not weak.

The strength of the lower rank demon, in the world of Naruto, is at least the level of an elite jonin.

That is to say, it is hard to say whether the famous Hatake 50-50 can beat the lower-rank demon without using the Mangekyō Sharingan.

And this level of demon is just an ordinary consumable for Muzan. As long as he wants, he can completely defeat it.Quantity production.

As for the upper-rank demons, they are definitely Kage-level.

Whether it is Douma's Water Lily Bodhisattva or Hantengu's Mugen Gyoku, they are both as big as the tailed beasts and large summoned beasts.

More importantly, unlike most fragile ninjas with high attack and low defense, the biggest feature of demons is resistance.

Even the bodies of the lower-rank demons are as strong as steel, and the scales of the jade pot can be compared to the strength of diamonds. They are all players who can resist and fight.

"Huh? Why can you still see it even though it is covered by ice fog?"

At this moment, a blurry pile of flesh and blood on the ground squirmed and turned into Douma's appearance, tilting his head and looking at Xia Yan with a puzzled expression.

Even if the blood demon art is already very contrary to science, it cannot completely ignore the laws of physics.

Therefore, Douma, who was cut off by Xia Yan, was instantly beaten into a pile of meat paste under his blood demon technique.

However, for him, this kind of damage that was not caused by the Nichirin Sword, if he wanted to recover, it would not be as much as the consumption caused by Xia Yan cutting off his arm before.

"Hehe, I have no obligation to answer your questions, and the time for playing games with you is over..."

"What? Are you trying to say that you can kill me at any time if you want? Children who lie will be eaten by demons~"

"No, I mean, the person I'm waiting for has arrived!"

While speaking, Xia Yan touched the crow Kikuko who fell on his shoulder, and then pointed to the direction behind Douma.

And Douma also cooperated very well, turning his head to look behind him without any doubt, and then his pupils shrank, and stretched out his hand to grab or stop something.

Puff——

Before he could raise his hand, a sharp kunai pierced through his eyes and penetrated into his eye socket.

"It's amazing. I couldn't even block it with my hands." Douma stretched out his hand to pull out the kunai stuck in his eye socket, and looked at it curiously.

It was made of a pitch-black unknown metal, and it didn't even contain the special steel of the Nichirin sword. In other words, this thing should not pose any threat to ghosts.

"Hmm——so fast, so fast!"

"But unfortunately, stabbing attacks can't kill ghosts. The neck must be cut off!"

As if he was instructing his juniors, Douma shook the kunai in his hand and said with a grin.

"Of course I know this, Mr. Upper Rank Ghost."

The gentle voice sounded, and people could not help but feel a warm feeling of being cared for.

I saw a petite figure, stepping on the snow, walking towards the battlefield.

She had a delicate and lovely face, but her figure was unexpectedly like a twig with a strong sense of fruit. She was wearing a haori as gorgeous as a butterfly's wings. It was Xia Yan's sister-in-law, Ghost SlayerThe Insect Pillar of the team——

Shinobu Kocho!

“But there is no way. I am very petite and not strong enough. I can’t cut off the neck of the demon like other soldiers.”

“But don’t worry, don’t worry about me. I have other ways to kill demons~”

“If you can’t kill the demon with weapons, how about poison?”

When he heard this, Douma reached out and touched the scar on his eye.

The wound that should have healed long ago was still strong on it. The blood vessels and veins bulged at the same time and turned into a strange dark purple, making his originally handsome face look very hideous. []

I was poisoned! Qian? .