From Demon Slayer, the sword is invincible

Feng Xiaodao noticed the location where the icicle fell and had to stop rushing forward, but it was because of this delay that Douma's subsequent attack came immediately.

Vampire magic·frozen cloud!

Douma was seen waving his fans, which instantly scattered a large number of ice crystals, attacking Feng Xiaodao like a cloud. At this time, the way forward was blocked by a huge icicle, and behind it was a cloud-like ice crystal mist.

Feng Xiaodao was forced to quickly swing his sword towards the diffuse ice fog, Type 5 Hot World Thunder!

The blade instantly released lightning with extremely high heat, and a large amount of ice fog immediately evaporated into water mist when it encountered the lightning. However, there was too much ice fog, and Feng Xiaodao could not clear all of it at once.

When the ice fog dissipated, Feng Xiaodao's feet, shoulders, forehead and many other parts were covered with a layer of frost. Pale skin was revealed through the frost, and it was obvious that he had been frostbitten.

"I've already told you that humans are imperfect creatures. How can we be distracted during a battle?" Douma said to Feng Xiaodao with a teasing smile on his face, "It seems that you are very worried about that girl. Do you like her very much? Hahahahaha..."

Feng Xiaodao looked gloomy, lowered his head and said nothing. Douma's words were like a knife, stabbing his heart even more. He was filled with anger and worry, worried that something might happen to Kanae.

Douma continued, "Don't worry, I will eat her later and let her live forever with me. Women are slightly more powerful creatures among humans. After all, they can give birth to life. What a magical power!"

Hearing this, Feng Xiaodao's face became even gloomier. He raised his head, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. He tightly grasped the knife in his hand, as if he wanted to crush it.

"You will never understand human emotions. We are fragile because we protect the people and things we love, but we are also strong because of them. I use this blade to maintain my emotions, and you can try my blade of incomparable anger!"

As he spoke, the air around him began to become sharp, white mist gradually rose from his body, and a heat wave was about to burst out. This was the effect that would only appear when the breathing method was used to the extreme.

Douma felt the strong aura emanating from Feng Xiaodao and could not help but frown. He realized that the man in front of him had been extremely angry and his next attack would be extremely fierce.

"You emotionless evil ghost, go to hell!"

Feng Xiaodao's roar gradually became louder, like a ferocious beast, making people shudder. The white mist around him became thicker and thicker, as if a thick layer of steam was enveloping him, and bloodstains appeared on his skin as if he could not bear it.

A fierce battle is about to break out, and who will be the final winner is still unknown...

Suddenly, Feng Xiaodao raised his head abruptly, and the knife in his hand flashed with dazzling light. Even this cold space could not stop the heat from his body from radiating. At this moment, he had only one goal, which was to kill Douma.

Facing Feng Xiaodao who was rushing towards him with murderous intent like a devil out of a cage, Douma's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly cast the Blood Demon Art: Freezing Cloud again, trying to restrain Feng Xiaodao at once.

But a powerful aura came from the ice fog, and the air became sharp, as if countless tiny arcs of electricity were jumping in the hall.

Suddenly, a blade with dazzling thunder, like a ferocious thunder dragon, tore through the shackles of ice fog and slashed towards Douma's neck.

Facing this attack, Douma finally showed an incomprehensible expression and chose the best way to resist. He waved his hands together and the iron fan met the blade in the first moment.

Suddenly sparks flew everywhere, and Feng Xiaodao's Sun Wheel Sword had already chopped into the iron fan, and was clamped by the iron fan and made a creaking sound!

"Ah~ open it for me!"

Feng Xiaodao roared angrily, and his hands suddenly burst out with tremendous power. The air in front of the entire blade was quickly cut and dispersed. The blade cut through the iron fan, fingers, and palms like a sharp blade cutting paper. Both palms fell off in an instant, and finally cut through Douma's gorgeous dress and pierced deeply into the flesh.

As soon as the iron fan could no longer withstand the force, Douma retreated to relieve it. If he had been a little later, his entire body would have been split in half.

Looking at Feng Xiaodao's skin that was frostbitten by the ice mist, Douma smiled as he recovered from his injuries and said, "The human body is fragile. As a ghost, I can recover infinitely, but your body is almost..."

Before he could finish his words, Feng Xiaodao pounced on him again like a mad beast, and for a moment the two of them were engaged in a fierce battle.

However, Feng Xiaodao had entered a state of selflessness at this time. His attacks became more and more fierce. He did not retreat at all and allowed Douma's swung ice crystals to hit his body. The flowing blood was instantly frozen into red crystals.

Each strike was faster, heavier and more dangerous than the last. Every strike would take away a piece of flesh and blood from Douma's body. Although the blade of the Nichirin Sword had become like a sawtooth, it was still extremely sharp in Feng Xiaodao's hands.

The lightning and ice and snow intertwined together, forming a spectacular duel. Douma was increasingly unable to keep up with Feng Xiaodao's attack, but there was still no trace of fear on his face, and he continued to attack Feng Xiaodao's body with this blood demon technique.

"You can't kill me. My body keeps recovering, but you keep getting hurt. Give up!" Douma seemed to have seen the ending of the story.

"Today, I will definitely kill you! Dao Er - Storm!"

Feng Xiaodao suddenly burst out, and the knife in his hand changed from chopping to stabbing. The knife light pierced towards Douma's body like a torrential rain. The fast bayonet caused the air to roll violently, and the entire space in front was filled with ice fog and dispersed like deserters.

The attack was like a violent storm. Douma wanted to move, but suddenly found that he had no strength and could only let the fierce attack tear the driver's body apart.

Suddenly Feng Xiaodao stopped his moves, did a backflip to create some distance, and only a low growl was heard from Feng Xiaodao.

An invincible sword!

Before he finished speaking, every living creature in the entire hall felt a powerful force that seemed to want to cut them into pieces.

Douma stared at Feng Xiaodao, who gave off a huge sense of threat, and immediately realized that this guy was going to use his ultimate move. He also had a strange feeling in his heart, but he didn't know what it was.

At this moment, Douma just wanted to act immediately, but his body seemed not to be his own. It was extremely slow and heavy, and all his joints seemed to be rusted. Although his body recovered faster and faster, this feeling was slowly disappearing, but it would not get better in an instant.

At this moment, Feng Xiaodao's sword moved. It seemed very slow, but the blade light was as fast as lightning and slashed straight towards Douma, as if it disappeared just after it appeared.

Douma widened his eyes and tried to move his body, but the knife really pierced through his neck like light.

The Sun Wheel Sword in Feng Xiaodao's hand finally couldn't withstand such an attack and broke into pieces, leaving only a lonely sword in his hand.

"What's your name for this move?"

"It's just a stunning sword strike!" Feng Xiaodao knelt on one knee, with a slight smile on his lips, and spoke calmly while trying to hold his breath.

"Is this the power of emotion? What a pity, I have never been able to feel it!" Douma's head said the last sentence expressionlessly.

Feng Xiaodao finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground.