Demon Slayer: My breathing technique went awry after Nezuko pushed me down.

Faced with this sudden attack, Tanjiro reacted quickly, immediately using Water Breathing: Waterwheel to test the waters.

But the spider web at this time is a completely different concept from the one before.

The moment the blade strikes the blood vessel, the blood vessel will mysteriously soften slightly, thus dissipating the force.

Once the force of the strike weakens slightly, it will immediately regain its terrifying hardness and sharpness, causing the person and the sword to be thrown back!

A single thread of blood grazed Tanjiro's calf before instantly cutting a deep gash.

Nezuko quickly stepped forward and caught her brother.

Flames erupted from his palms, attempting to burn a gap in the cage.

But it was to no avail.

These blood-red threads are covered in blood, and drying them is no easy task.

Lei just watched indifferently, his hands clasped loosely...

As he moved, the speed at which the blood-red net contracted suddenly increased!

The space was drastically compressed!

Tanjiro leaped up and slashed again, but still failed to hit his target.

"No... I can't cut it off!" Tanjiro's forehead was covered in sweat, and his breathing began to become erratic.

The Water Breathing technique's offensive power proved insufficient against these threads, infused with demon blood and possessing both strength and flexibility.

If we use the most powerful attack, Pick-Up Form: Life Flow, perhaps there's a chance...

However, that move requires enough space to rotate, and it is impossible to execute within this rapidly closing net!

The netting was getting within three meters, its sharp edges almost touching the skin!

A resolute glint flashed in Nezuko's eyes.

She suddenly stepped forward, shielding Tanjiro behind her, and at the same time raised her left hand, her sharp nails slicing open his wrist without hesitation!

"puff!"

As Nezuko raised her hand and waved it, a large amount of blood splattered out, and crimson flames erupted instantly!

The entire silk cage was instantly filled with flames.

Although it couldn't directly burn the silk cage, it did manage to halt the silk thread's advance for a moment, buying a half-second of space.

Taking advantage of the opening, Nezuko flipped over and knocked Tanjiro down.

With one hand, he held down Tanjiro's Nichirin Blade, infusing it with intense heat, while with the other hand, he held Tanjiro firmly beneath him.

Tanjiro was stunned. His sister Nezuko had actually shielded him with her body!?

She wants to use her own body!

Protect yourself!?

Tanjiro's eyes are about to burst!

Nezuko!!! Get out of the way!!!

He roared and tried to break free, but his sister's strength was astonishing; the hand that was holding him down felt like an iron clamp!

Nezuko still had that cute smile on her face, as if to say, 'It's okay, brother.'

Watching the flames gradually dissipate, feeling the Nichirin Blade grow hotter, and hearing the friction of the cutting threads rapidly approaching...

Tanjiro seemed to see his beloved little sister about to be cut into pieces!

Do not! ! !

Don't do that!!!

This shouldn't be happening!!!

Time...slowed down at this moment.

Memories of the past, mixed with self-blame and regret, instantly flooded Tanjiro's mind!

Since meeting Shirakawa Yuuki, Nezuko has been pampered by him, and has never been hurt.

But Nezuko has only been alone with him for less than ten minutes now. Is he really going to get her cut into pieces?!?

Do not!

no way!!!

With power that seemed to come from nowhere, Tanjiro flipped Nezuko over and shielded her behind him.

Even though he knew Nezuko wouldn't die, even though he knew he would die!

He couldn't just let Nezuko stand in front of him, her older brother!

If my senior brother finds out, he... will laugh at me for the rest of his life!

Tanjiro, let me tell you a secret~

--etc!!

Senior brother!!?

Tanjiro suddenly remembered the ambiguous smile on his senior brother's face half a year ago when he was drunk.

Did you know that your Kamado family are actually inheritors of the Will of Fire?

"Senior, you've had too much to drink. What 'Will of Fire' nonsense? I'm practicing 'Water Breathing'!"

What you study isn't important... *hiccup* What's important is... what suits you!

Yes, yes, yes~ Your Color Breathing technique is most suitable~

[You brat, you still don't believe me! Hmph, whatever, just remember what I said.]

When you ever face a life-threatening situation, think of your father, think of... the dance he danced!

fire......

It's not water.

It's fire!

The secret passed down through generations of the Zao family... is fire!

At this moment, Tanjiro, who was half-crouched on the ground facing the spider web, had a raging fire burning in his eyes!

Under Nezuko's astonished gaze, a scorching stream of air, carrying sparks, billowed from his brother's mouth and nose.

The intense heat Nezuko poured into the Nichirin Blade, the remaining Bloodstained Crimson Flame in mid-air, and the fiery power erupting from his body mingled and resonated!

A towering crimson flame erupted!

A voice of inheritance, emanating from the very soul, burst forth from Tanjiro's throat!

"Hinokami Kagura—"

Tanjiro moved.

With ancient dance steps, the sword moved with her, transforming into a swirling, roaring tornado of fire.

Braving the blood-red lines filling the sky, he recklessly crashed into the crimson net!

"—Walking!!!"

boom!!!!

Chapter 66 Slaying? An elusive head!

A fiery tornado clashed violently with a blood-red net!

There was no clanging of metal.

There were only the crackling sounds of flames burning and the hissing sound of the silk threads being dried instantly!

The blood threads, which were originally infused with ghost blood and were incredibly flexible, became dry and fragile under the extreme heat and scorching flames!

Where the blade passed, the blood vessels were not severed, but rather torn apart inch by inch like charred withered grass, turning into ashes!

The fiery tornado tore through the net with overwhelming force, its momentum undiminished, heading straight for the rear where Lei's expression had changed drastically!

"what?!"

Lei's pupils contracted sharply. Without thinking, he pushed off the ground and retreated rapidly!

At the same time, he waved his hands rapidly, drawing more blood from all directions toward the fiery figure!

The flying crimson threads sliced ​​through the air with a sharp whistling sound, slicing through the trees and sending branches flying.

But faced with that ferocious fire strike, they were like moths drawn to a flame, collapsing at the first touch and silently annihilating in the flames.

"This guy!!" Lei gritted his teeth, a hint of surprise finally flashing in his eyes.

He suddenly spread his five fingers apart and pointed them upwards!

"Blood Demon Art: Thousand Needles - Kill!"

Countless fine red needles, each as thin as a cow's hair and with blood-stained tips, rained down from the sky, covering the entire space around Tanjiro!

Too many in number and too wide in scope!

Tanjiro couldn't completely dodge; blood splattered continuously amidst the dancing flames.

Arms, cheeks, shoulders, back...

Tanjiro instantly had dozens of fine wounds on his body.

But his sprinting speed did not slow down at all!

In those burning eyes, there was only a weary figure and the line of weakness connecting to his neck!

I saw it!

"Hoaaaaahh ...

With a deafening roar, Tanjiro took his final step.

The spinning flames subsided, and all the power was poured into the blade, transforming into an unstoppable horizontal slash!