In the Sand Village, the clones are everywhere, and the Arkham game begins

Chapter 162 Douma
"Hiccup~"

Shimizu was burping, with Yun Yishiki following behind him, walking in the woods outside the swordsmith village.

He had just finished a big meal of wild vegetables and planned to take a walk to help digest the food, and then go to the hot spring room built by a nearby knife maker to soak in the hot springs.

It’s so nice just thinking about it.

The sun sets and the short evening is about to pass.

On the way back, Qingshui suddenly stopped and put his hand on the hilt of the knife.

"You are very alert! Kounijiwa, I am Douma, I smelled a good smell, so I wanted to ask for directions."

A young man wearing a red hat walked to a place not far in front of Qingshui with a smile on his face, stretched out his hand and greeted him.

What is noteworthy is that his eyes have brilliant rainbow colors, with the word "Upper String" written on the left eyeball and "Two" on the right eyeball.

"smell?"

"Ahhh, I smelled a sweet-smelling young woman over there, so I was hungry and wanted to ask a passerby!"

Douma smiled and pointed to the top of the mountain in the distance.

That's where the hot springs are located.

Could it be that he was referring to Mitsuri Kanroji?

Is she taking a hot spring bath now?
"Ah! That's right!"

Douma clapped his hands, as if he remembered something, and looked at Qingshui and said:
"You seem to be quite powerful, are you Zhu? Don't worry, I don't eat men, at most I can borrow your head for use, can you do me a favor?"

Douma clenched his fists, placed them in front of his chin, and looked at Shimizu expectantly.

"Have you ever seen anyone agree to lend their head to someone else?"

Qingshui complained.

"You seem to be making sense! But please forgive my impoliteness!"

Douma bent down and bowed to Shimizu, still smiling.

"Also, although I know you've been talking to me for so long on purpose, probably to stall for time and wait for reinforcements, I'm still very happy that you're willing to talk to me for so long. After all, my colleagues don't seem to like talking to me very much. Ah, except for Senior Yu Hu, he should have gone to the village to be your guest now, right?"

Just as Douma finished his words, two golden fans floated out from his sleeves, waving out countless lotus-shaped ice crystals, sweeping towards Qingshui and Yuan beside him one by one.

"Vampire Art: Lotus Leaf Ice!"

Yuan Yi took a step forward, stood in front of Qingshui, and quickly swung his sword to block all the ice crystals.

"It's quite cold..."

The Nichirin Sword was unsheathed, and Shimizu looked at Douma with a serious expression.

After all, he is the Upper Moon Two, so we must not be careless.

Fortunately, I brought Yuan Yishiki with me, so I have an extra strong pillar-level combat force on my side.

It’s a pity that I didn’t bring that set of puppet armor, otherwise my combat effectiveness would be further improved.

But it’s not impossible to fight.

Douma's strongest point is that his blood demon art can cause low temperatures, creating tiny ice crystals in the air, destroying the lungs of the user of the breathing method, making it impossible for them to use the breathing method anymore.

But for Qingshui, this is not a problem.

Even without using breathing techniques, with the help of chakra, his overall combat effectiveness is still not low. The only thing he needs to worry about is that the puppet's joints may get stuck due to freezing in the low temperature.

but……

"Lightning Release: Lightning Prison!" A palm filled with lightning was pressed on the ground, injecting a large amount of lightning release chakra into the ground.

In the blink of an eye, lightning bolts rose vertically from the ground, covering the surroundings like a cage.

The high temperature carried by the lightning immediately broke down the tiny ice crystals in the air and bombarded Douma continuously.

At the same time, Yoshiichi also pressed the switch on his right hand with his left hand, activating the battery connected to the Nichirin Sword, and then rushed towards Douma.

"Ok?"

Douma waved his fan, creating a water lily carved from ice crystals, which rose from under his feet to protect his body. At the same time, he waved his right hand again, condensing countless ice vines with ice lotus flowers wrapped around them, which coiled towards Yuan Yiyi.

"Why... this person looks so familiar to me? No... I have never seen him before. It is the memory of Lord Muzan's cells..."

Douma touched the place where his eyes were and felt something was wrong.

What was going on with this cold, silent, red-haired warrior? Why did he not seem alive?
And that pillar can actually control lightning. Is the lightning breathing of the Demon Slayer Corps so strong?
Qingshui was also extremely cautious at this moment.

This body has been cultivating chakra for less than a year. Even though the body has developed to a certain extent, the amount of chakra is not very much, and it is impossible to maintain a large-scale lightning-style ninjutsu for a long time.

But demons have almost unlimited physical strength, and Douma can create ice on a large scale all the time.

Fighting with ghosts is not a wise choice.

However, he seemed to have other ways to deal with these ice crystals.

Clear water and separate your mind from it, allowing it to sink into your lungs.

Very good. After practicing the art of telepathy, my perception ability has also been improved. Although I am not sure whether I can use the art of extracting fine particles on other people without the cooperation of medical equipment, it is more than enough for me to use it.

The thunder and lightning gradually subsided, and Douma waved his fan again.

"Blood Demon Art: Frozen Cloud."

This time, the scale of the ice crystals was much larger than before, as if a cold wave was sweeping in.

On a mountain not far from here, the bodies of two young and fair-skinned women rose from the water.

"Ah, how come the weather has suddenly become so cold! Look, Shinobu, the window is foggy!"

Mitsuri Kanroji wrapped herself in a yukata and pointed out the window.

Kocho Shinobu quickly packed up, put on her clothes, frowned, and picked up the slender Sun Blade beside her.

Every day she would endure the severe pain and inject concentrated wisteria toxin into her body, so sometimes, when she had free time, she would come to the mountain here to use the healing power of the hot springs to relieve the pain.

"No, it's summer now. Even if there is hail, there won't be such abnormal weather, not to mention that it changes in a short period of time without any signs."

Such an abnormal change reminded her of the murderer who killed her sister.

"Wow! Wow! Evil spirits are attacking the village! All swordsmen, come to support! All swordsmen, come to support!"

Shinobu Kocho's features instantly became fierce and fierce, she put on a butterfly-like haori, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Miri Kanroji also hurriedly picked up the Sun Blade, which she had not yet had time to replace, and chased after him.

"Breathing of Li·Third Form·Flowing Li Whirlwind!"

"Vampire Art: Scattered Lotus Flowers!"

The dense plasma was annihilated along with the endless ice crystal petals.

Shimizu held the Nichirin Sword in his mouth, and with one hand he separated the chakra lines to manipulate the Enichi style to continue blocking Douma's moves, and with the other hand he activated the Thin Ice Extraction Technique to extract those tiny ice crystals from his body.

(End of this chapter)