Susamaru, who had grown back her arms, said with a smile, "That's great! Yahaba, let's take all of these people's heads back! To make that person happy."
Yahaba made an attacking pose, the eyes on his palms facing Takeshi, saying, "No, we only need to bring three heads back, the rest are unnecessary."
To him, Nezuko and Yushiro's heads were superfluous.
What was useful were only the heads of Tanjiro, Aoyama, and the 'escapee' Tamayo on the side.
Takeshi put Nezuko down from his arms. "Be good, stand in the back, don't get hurt~" He stood in front of her, blocking her.
Yahaba, seeing this, cracked a smile. What kind of time was this, and he still had the mind to care about a demon's safety. Soon, his head would belong to him.
The eyes on his palms 'pinged', and four red arrows flew towards Takeshi.
Takeshi frowned slightly. Yahaba's target was him, and he had to stay away from Nezuko so that she would be safer.
While thinking about these things, his body also quickly moved, and the arrows behind him were quickly chasing after him.
The destruction caused by the arrows colliding with something was definitely not weaker than Susamaru's temari balls.
Just as the four arrows were running parallel, Takeshi leaped up onto a tree on the side, and just as these arrows turned their direction to come towards him.
He jumped down from the tree, holding the sword over his head, swinging it down at these four parallel arrows...
These arrows were like ropes, the kind that couldn't be cut and had elasticity. As they bent into an arc, they bounced up again.
Takeshi, following the force of being bounced up, landed not far away. These arrows chased after him again, smashing a pit in the ground.
On the other side, Tanjiro and Yushiro, working together, were dealing with Susamaru, and the battle had become a difficult struggle.
Takeshi was calmly analyzing the ways to break through these arrows, and at the same time, he had to dodge these arrows. Once he touched an arrow, his body would follow the direction of the arrow.
While dodging the arrows, his hand inadvertently grabbed a handful of dirt, clenching it in his palm.
Yahaba, seeing Takeshi running towards him, sneered. Was he trying to use the trick he had used to deal with Susamaru just now?
Heh. No way!
The eyeballs on his palms aimed at Takeshi, who was charging over. A little closer, a little closer, and he could...
What? What?
Yahaba was shocked. This Takeshi didn't follow his expectations, but instead, when he was about to approach him, he leaped into the air.
"I'll give you a little gift!"
Takeshi spoke in mid-air. At the same time, his body was just above Yahaba's head, scattering the dirt he was clenching in his hand.
"Ah!!! So dirty!!!"
Yahaba used his arms to protect his head, extremely enraged.
He was angry, and that was good. With him angry, Takeshi's chance had come.
"Total Concentration! Water Breathing! Second Form: Water Wheel."
The blade, carrying water patterns, slashed at the arm that Yahaba was using to block...
Clang, the arm fell to the ground, slowly turning into ashes.
"You brat!"
Takeshi's eyes saw the line of opening, seizing the opportunity, and swinging his sword again.
What the hell! Just as Yahaba's other palm eyes met his, they closed. That line of opening, broke, apart!
Two arrows flew towards Takeshi, and he quickly jumped away, avoiding the arrows' attack.
These arrows wouldn't stop unless they attacked him, which was annoying.
Yahaba, whose arm had been cut off, grew a new arm again while Takeshi was dodging.
"That's enough! Go die for me!" Aiming at Takeshi, who was moving, he released even more arrows.
Takeshi glanced at the arrows behind him. First, he had to change the direction of these arrows so that he would have a chance to approach Yahaba again.
His eyes glanced sideways at Tanjiro, who was fighting, and the two people's eyes just happened to meet.
Total Concentration! Water Breathing! Sixth Form: Whirlpool.
A powerful airflow was generated on the sword, drawing all the arrows that were approaching him into the whirlpool formed by the Sixth Form.
Takeshi, carrying his sword, quickly ran towards Yahaba, who was standing in front. This time, he would definitely cut off his head!
Toatal Concentration! Water Breathing! Third Form: Flowing Dance.
The distance between him and Yahaba was quickly shortening, and Yahaba was constantly releasing more arrows to attack Takeshi, in order to stop him from advancing.
Total Concentration! Water Breathing! Flowing Dance Whirlpool!
Using the Third Form and Sixth Form at the same time was perfect for dealing with the current situation.
The weight of the sword in his hand increased, and Takeshi clearly felt that it was a little difficult to lift. He slightly gritted his teeth, carrying this weight, jumping up from the ground.
That line of opening connected his sword and Yahaba's head once again.
Total Concentration! Light Breathing! Second Form: Light Burst.
A white light appeared on the blade, and when the blade fell, the airflow was split in two.
Landing on the ground, Takeshi let out a slight breath. Yahaba in front of him seemed unharmed, but a bloodstain appeared from top to bottom in the middle of his body.
"I-Impossible... How... like this..." Light leaked out from the gap.
Bang—
With a sound of explosion, his body was torn to pieces. His prized hand-eyes, the eyeballs rolled on the ground a few times before stopping.
A smile curved on Takeshi's lips, and he brushed his hair from his forehead. Light Breathing! Second Form: Light Burst, so that's how it was.
There weren't any extra fighting poses, but when used, the power was much greater than the First Form. It was because of this, that he was able to cut Yahaba's body open in one go.
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