From Demon Slayer, the sword is invincible

A breeze blew by, blowing the candle, causing it to sway slightly.

Everyone only felt that a sharp sword energy flashed across the hall, as fast and fierce as lightning. They were surprised to find that Feng Xiaodao had quietly appeared behind Douma without knowing when.

Feng Xiaodao held the flawless Sun Blade in his hand, the blade flashing with the bright light of the candle, steady and firm. However, at this moment, a column of blood suddenly surged behind him, gushing out like a fountain.

But strangely, Feng Xiaodao did not show any joy, but frowned, because the touch from the tip of the knife told him that the attack did not completely hit the target.

Everyone stared at the scene in horror with their eyes wide open. Douma's neck was tilted under the weight of his head, as if it would break at any time. His neck was almost cut off by two-thirds, and blood was constantly pouring out, but he was still alive and not dead.

What's even more creepy is that there is not a single expression of pain or fear on his face, he even has a weird smile.

Douma tilted his neck, blood on the corner of his mouth, and slowly said, "Oh, what a pity, it was just a little bit away from killing me."

His voice was flat and indifferent, as if everything that had just happened was just an insignificant game to him.

Feng Xiaodao held the Sun Blade tightly, his eyes full of regret, he realized that although his sneak attack was fierce, it still failed to cause fatal damage to Douma. But at the same time, he was also glad that he did not use the invincible sword.

When his knife was about to slash across Douma's neck, Douma quickly moved, allowing him to escape the fatal blow. This enemy was even stronger and more difficult than he had imagined.

"It seems that my plan failed because of you. Although it was a wrong judgment, it's just right that you came. It's just right to solve the problem all at once!"

When Feng Xiaodao heard this, he instantly realized that he was also one of Douma's targets, but the one he was going to deal with first was Kanae.

"It seems that I came at a very appropriate time. Was it your idea or Muzan's idea?" Feng Xiaodao turned around and asked Douma's back.

"Although I'm always sincere to others, I can't answer this question!" Douma's voice was full of sarcasm. "But it doesn't matter whose idea it was. What matters is that you all came to me!"

Feng Xiaodao never thought that he could trick Douma into telling Muzan's name and causing him to die miserably. He was just trying it out.

"You're right. It doesn't matter anymore. No matter who it is who has set his sights on Chanae, I will kill him!"

After Feng Xiaodao finished speaking, his eyes became extremely sharp, as if burning with flames. He tightly grasped the Sun Blade in his hand, the blade flashing with cold light, and then swung it towards Douma at an astonishing speed.

As he moved, the candlelight in the hall flickered violently, as if it also felt Feng Xiaodao's fierce momentum.

"Hurry up and kill this enemy attacker. The leader is still alive. This is a miracle!" A monk reacted and shouted excitedly. The other monks came to their senses and prepared to rush towards Feng Xiaodao, but their actions were noticed by Kanae's sharp eyes.

She shouted anxiously, "Be careful, Xiaodao-kun!"

At this moment, four black shadows suddenly appeared from nowhere, and they rushed towards Feng Xiaodao at a very fast speed, trying to stop his attack. Feng Xiaodao's reaction was as fast as lightning, he swung the Sun Wheel Sword, and the sword's momentum instantly turned from offense to defense.

Instantly, there was a sound of metal collision and sparks flying, and four black hands with sharp claws fell to the ground. However, the force of Feng Xiaodao's sword was hindered and failed to hit Douma.

"It was the God's messenger, it was the God's messenger who saved the leader!" Some monks cheered excitedly, and they regarded all this as a miracle from God. It seemed that the appearance of these four figures made them excited, but at the same time they also firmly believed that Douma was their God.

Kanae flashed to Feng Xiaodao's side, pointed at Douma and the four ghosts behind him and said loudly to the monks: "Look carefully, they are not your gods, they are evil ghosts, and only evil ghosts have sharp claws and fangs."

As soon as these words came out, the monks were instantly excited, and they shouted, "Kill this woman who insults God!" "They are all pagans, kill them!" "This is a miracle, they are slandering!"...

Kanae looked at all this in confusion. Why did these people refuse to believe the truth right in front of them?

"Kanae, you don't have to be sad. Crazy believers won't listen to anything."

Feng Xiaodao stood in front of Chanae to protect her. "It seems that we were discovered because of these four ghosts hiding in the hall. They may have some special abilities and blood ghost arts!"

Feng Xiaodao then remembered that Douma seemed to be the only upper Xuan in the original work who could transform into a demon with Muzan's consent. How could such a person not have some subordinates around him? He should have understood this when he met the demon before, but unfortunately he was careless.

Douma had recovered from his injuries by this time. He looked at Feng Xiaodao with a cold smile and said, "Humans are regrettable and pathetic creatures. You are going to die because of your emotions."

"If you had no emotions, you wouldn't fight so irrationally and I wouldn't kill you!"

"Stop telling me these nonsense. It's you who are so pathetic. You will never be able to experience any emotions or enjoy any pleasure. I am really impressed that you have managed to live this long! It's so meaningless to be a ghost like you."

Feng Xiaodao turned around and said gently to Chana Hui, "Don't believe these perverse theories. Most people in this kind of cult have problems with their brains!"

Kanae nodded seriously and said, "I understand. I'll deal with these four ghosts, and you just focus on dealing with Douma!"

"no problem!"

After saying that, Feng Xiaodao rushed towards Douma again. The four so-called gods' messengers wanted to intercept him but were blocked by Kanae. Facing a master of the pillar level, no matter how powerful the four demons were, they could not support Douma.

Feng Xiaodao jumped high, raised the Nichirin Sword, and chopped down fiercely at Douma. The intimidating sword energy had already ruffled Douma's white hair. Douma still had a strange smile on his lips. He calmly flipped his hands and two golden iron fans appeared in his hands, instantly blocking Feng Xiaodao's blade.

Feng Xiaodao was startled and quickly pulled back the knife. The sharp point where the blade and the iron fan came into contact was covered with a layer of ice crystals.

Douma did not launch an attack. He flipped the iron fan in his hand, fanned himself and said, "Since you are a strong human, I can give you a chance. Let me eat you and we can achieve eternal life together!"

"You want eternal life? Today I will make you the dead soul under my sword!"

Feng Xiaodao took a deep breath, concentrated on his breathing, and let the strength surge through his body, swinging the knife in his hand even faster.