"Blood vampire magic? Or some new breathing technique?" A lot of things suddenly came to its mind. "clang!" There was a loud thumping sound, and the samurai sword that was hit by the iron sheet could not help but slash downwards. "Pfft!" The sound of flesh being cut apart dyed the silent forest bloody. The boy's back was cut open, blood was flowing out of the wound like a fountain, and Emiya could even see The young man seemed to have lost all life, and even after suffering such injuries, he did not move at all. "It seems that my actions were unnecessary." It quickly retreated, grabbing its face with one hand and laughing wildly, as if victory was already in sight.
Without any threat to one's life, victory has basically been declared. "hateful!!!!!" Emiya's hand holding the samurai sword was shaking slightly because of anger. But now he doesn't even have the magic power to perform the most basic strengthening magic. Although he can still use strengthening magic, this will overdraw his vitality, but vitality is not a statistic. Overdrawing vitality will cause Shirou's body to become even weaker, which will be counterproductive and will put him at a disadvantage faster. "His weapon shouldn't be able to withstand any more attacks!" Emiya could clearly see the teeth marks and scattered scales on the samurai sword in its hand. Samurai swords are easily damaged, even the Nichirin sword is often damaged, let alone an ordinary samurai sword like this. The samurai sword strengthened by Emiya's strengthening magic has become several times harder and sharper. After many clashes, the samurai sword in its hand could no longer bear the weight. If it had not been the attacker all the time, the sword would have broken long ago. On the other hand, if it weren't for the enhanced magic, Emiya's samurai sword would not be able to withstand so many blows. "I will kill you right here!" Gripping the two samurai swords tightly, Emiya rushed towards the demon's location. He was just an ordinary Japanese high school student, and he didn't have the speed to teleport by stepping on the ground and creating a sonic boom. "Then I will grant you death! Hehehe!" The ghost was not to be outdone. It transformed into a phantom again, jumping between the trees and running on the leaves. It wanted to use the same method as before, like a spider, to exhaust the prey's strength and slowly devour Emiya. But how could Emiya let him get his way? Emiya decided to give up defense, but for a demon, giving up defense was tantamount to suicide. It can continuously restore itself, but as a human being of Emiya, exchanging injuries with a creature like that can only be described as stupidity rather than a loss.
A ghost's wounds can heal in a few seconds, but if a human suffers the same injury, it may take more than ten or twenty days to recover. Just as Emiya was looking for the location of the ghost, a yin energy directly hit Emiya's intuition. With a sound like steel hitting steel, a dark figure appeared above Emiya's head in the dim woods, and the weapons in their hands collided fiercely, sparking intense sparks. This is the benefit of a two-handed weapon. You can use both weapons to defend against a slashing blow, or you can use one weapon to defend and the other to fight back. And Shirou chose the second option. Even though there was no way to resist that kind of force, the real slash was still separated by a samurai sword. The blade won't just cut Emiya's head in two. "cut!" Emiya roared, quickly turned around and slashed at it. Even if he doesn't die, it will be troublesome to recover his body. The ghost who has no place to hide in the air can only retract the samurai sword in his hand to block. And this was exactly what Emiya wanted. "Qiang!" There was a loud crash, and the blade at the front of the samurai sword flew into the air. When Emiya saw the weapon had been cut off, he thought that his goal had been achieved. He swung the sword faster again and suddenly penetrated into the demon's shoulder. At this time, his other samurai sword that was blocking his head also cut horizontally towards the demon's waist. As long as we can make the ghost incapable of moving before he recovers, there will be a chance to defeat him! But at this time the ghost's feet had already landed. It laughed softly, as if it found Emiya's attack ridiculous. "boom!" A loud bang sounded between Emiya and him. "How can a warrior not know the condition of his weapon?" It sneered with disdain, threw away the broken samurai sword in its hand, and when it was about to be cut in half, it punched Emiya in front of it and knocked him away. "it's over!" A smile appeared on the corner of its mouth again. For ghosts, killing ordinary people was no different from killing chickens, ducks and fish. You can achieve it just by moving your fingers. And at this moment, a very familiar voice sounded in his ears. "Wind Breathing Form 3: Clear Storm Wind Tree" Three wind blades swept around the young man almost the moment he stood up! "What! Aren't you dead?"
The ghost looked at the sudden attack in surprise, and seemed to be frozen in place. The wind blade was completed with all one's efforts, and its sharpness is even better than the forged Sun Blade! The demon, who was completely unprepared for the boy's attack, had no way to mount any effective defense, and his only weapon to block the attack had been cut off by Emiya. "Puff! Puff! Puff!" The wind blade penetrated its body without any surprise. "what!!!!!!" Blood exploded in front of the boy like a watermelon. Chapter 15 Take this, this is my last breath of wind Emiya, who was knocked flying, suppressed the sweetness in his throat and rushed over with the samurai sword tightly in his hand. He didn't dare to stop at all. Even with the young man's fierce attack, Emiya had no idea whether the ghost was dead or not. If it was dead, he would naturally be relieved. But it is better to be safe than sorry. Shigong dare not slack off at all. If an unexpected situation happens, all the previous battles will be in vain. In this situation, Emiya doesn't dare to gamble, nor does he need to gamble! "You will definitely be able to get out alive and become a member of the Demon Slayer Corps!" The young man stood up and recalled the senior brother who had always taken care of him. He single-handedly resisted the attacks of dozens of ghosts, and kicked himself away while he was curled up in fear. He was one of the most talented guys in their class, but he lost his life protecting him. "Brother, maybe I can die like a hero at the hands of a demon. I didn't understand this move until the last moment, so I shouldn't be ashamed." The boy smiled bitterly. The boy only learned the first two moves of Wind Breathing. After using them, neither the speed nor the power was as good as the normal Wind Breathing. He knew that he had no talent at all. The boy was not lazy, he gritted his teeth and went through various trainings under the trainer, and even did extra training himself after other disciples finished their training every day. However, even the trainer had told him that he was not suitable for practicing breathing techniques. The young man persisted. He thought that with such willpower, he should be able to easily overcome his fear when facing a ghost. But he was wrong. If it were not for his senior brother, he would have died of fear at the hands of the ghost in Tengguishan. "It's a pity that I'm still weak" The boy closed his eyes. "After all, I am slightly better!" The ghost, whose entire body was cut into pieces, was scattered on the ground and laughing. No matter how much the boy tried to regain his vitality, he would ultimately be restricted by the rigid conditions. How can a single attack significantly improve the accuracy of a strike? It is basically impossible for anyone except a genius or an experienced fighter, and the young man happens to have nothing to do with these two types of fighters. What's more, a body that has basically lost any strength on the verge of life and death has no way of making any powerful blows. Even though he seized the opportunity, his accuracy and strength were still not enough. In addition, this ghost had a higher control over his own body than ordinary ghosts, so his body couldn't help but adjust its position the moment he was hit.
This is not a strategy it thinks about, but a physical reaction developed from constant fighting. For it, a slash that does not cut off the neck breathing method is no different from an ordinary slash. And it only takes a moment of breathing to recover! Suddenly, a flash of knife light appeared, and its head rolled to the ground like a ball. "Baga! An ordinary blade can't kill me even if it cuts my neck. I will be able to recover my fighting power quickly after just a moment. Without the support of the Demon Slayer Corps, you humans are nothing but our prey!!!!" "The Demon Slayer Corps can't kill me! You can't kill me either!!!!!!!" The ghost whose head had been cut off howled loudly, not taking the man in front of him who had cut off his neck seriously at all. Without the Sun Blade, without the breathing technique, and without the sun, it really couldn't imagine how it would die at the hands of such a human. Sun blade! He suddenly remembered that his current strength was not enough to withstand the solar energy contained in the Sun Blade. He was so weak that even if he couldn't use breathing techniques, he could still be killed by the Sun Blade. And what Emiya was holding in his right hand at this moment was a samurai sword with a green and silver edge! "I remember! I remember--" For some reason, tears flowed from the eyes of the murderous ghost. "I was once a samurai who fought against demons..." I am fighting the demons to protect the village! Ashes floated upward from the top of its head, and in just a few seconds, its head and the body that fell to the side turned into dust and floated in the air over the forest. The hand that cut off the ghost's neck slowly lowered, and Emiya dragged his sore and tired body to the front of the young man. At this moment, the young man's body was frozen like a sculpture, maintaining the previous slashing posture, but his left hand was not holding the sword, but in a state of completely releasing the sword as if he was about to throw it away. It turned out that the young man quickly stabilized his body when he slashed at the demon, then loosened his hands, and the Sun Blade fell to the ground. And Emiya, who was running quickly towards the demon's location beside the boy, also saw the Sun Blade suddenly fall from the boy's hand. He also remembered what the boy had told him before - if he chopped off the demon's head with the Nichirin Sword, it would truly die. Emiya also quickly understood the boy's thoughts. He loosened the samurai sword in his right hand, and when the demon was defending against the wind blades coming towards him, he quickly caught the falling samurai sword, gritted his teeth and rushed forward with all his strength. "Already, no longer breathing—" Emiya put his hand under the boy's nostrils, and there was no air flow. The entire forest fell into dead silence again. Veins bulged on the hands holding the katana and the sun sword, and he thrust the katana into the ground with all his might. What happened today also left Emiya in deep shock. He witnessed a young boy of similar age risking his life, gambling his future, and giving up everything he had just for the chance to kill the ghost. Such courage, such dedication, this is the person Emiya has always wanted to be.
"sorry!" But Emiya's heart was still filled with guilt and self-blame. If he could be stronger, then this young man would not have consumed his life. How old is he, yet he has to fight for his life with such a horrible creature. And he died in a desolate place. I don't even know his name! It can only be hastily buried in the ground.