Demon Slayer Light Breathing Novels & Stories

“But if you want to defeat me, it’ll take a lot of effort.” Then, he waved his hands. A blue light shot out and pulled the Demon-Slayer Sword toward him. James caught the sword and slashed again. Another loud sound followed as a powerful Sword Light struck at Dillon. Dillon soared into the sky, dodging the attack. His original position was shattered by the Sword Light. Then, Dillon turned into countless illusionary afterimages, approaching James. Instead of retreating, James charged forward with the Demon-Slayer Sword. Instantly, countless afterimages flashed in the cave. Countless Sword Lights and palms crossed paths, initiating a fierce battle.

Monica then took a few steps back then started his "Thunder Breathing" Based on his understanding, "Breathing Styles" are swordsmanship forms practiced and taught by the "Demon Slayer Corps". "Breathing Styles" makes use of specific and concentrated breath patterns, which increase the user's lung capacity and amount of oxygen in the blood. This increase of oxygen allows the user to enhance their physical abilities and mental concentration, allowing them to fight on par with "Demons", whose physical prowess surpasses that of the average human. With this "Breathing Styles", his top-class body became even stronger.

I scream, but no sound comes out. Suddenly, the wraiths descend upon me, their hooked talons digging into my shoulders, pinning me down. One, their leader, looms over me, its jaw unhinging to reveal rows of needle-sharp teeth. I make another desperate, stupid attempt to scream. Suddenly, bright golden light engulfs me. A silhouette leaps from the void, wielding a sword, and goes after the demons. He moves with a lethal, fluid grace I’ve never seen. With a single, sweeping motion of his hand, a wave of light blasts the wraiths backward, turning them into ash.

{I am a Slayer! She reached, swung, tucked her legs, soared, and swished in the air. They were the usual acrobatic exercises she did in her Hichojutsu lessons, the leaping and flying art. The difference was she could feel gravity much stronger than usual, which was proof of her inactive Body-lightening Technique.

he panic breaked through the fight. “Don’t stop!” Scott yelled back. “Just—drive steady!” The creature tried to throw itself off the edge and take him with it. “Smiter, you will die now.” Scott let his boots lift, body hanging off the hilt for a heartbeat, using his body weight, he then hauled himself onto its back, slicing around the neck of the scorcher demon, as it ran along on the fibreglass roof and jumped off the moving coach. Demonslayer sliced through its neck, and black blood sprayed everywhere as Scott tried to stab the demon in the head as it dove to the road.

Raised to defend Born to be free Night is day Day is night It's time to shine

“Does that smile mean you know how to counter it?” “Perhaps, maybe, I can only try. I used such a technique, too, after all.” Beaming, Z dragged herself closer to Dark. She closed her eyes and breathed for a moment before stretching her hands in the air, her palm facing Dark’s chest. There was a swish and a low murmur, a breeze quite cold ruffling her hair, and the next second, her whole body was outlined by a bluish light so blinding that Kleint had to look away.

He got out of the thick smoke, but the demon was below him, releasing a dark slash. Fortunately, he avoided the dark slash when he released an ice slide. He made the end of the slide reach where the demon was. Before the demon could attack him again, he quickly slipped into it as the dark slash passed to his left. The dark slash split the clouds in the sky. When he got close to the demon, he hit him in the side with his sword. The wound was deep, making the dark red blood overflow.

"Three thousand kilometers of demonic light!" "Beast God Slash!" The magical powers of the three Demon Venerables came from the same bloodline, and they complemented each other. When the pale white snow moon hung high above Caspian's head and fixed him here, another thousand miles of demonic light rushed over from all directions! Every streak of demonic light was accompanied by a blood-red saber. There were hundreds of thousands of blades, some howling like wolves, some roaring like tigers, and some roaring like dragons. They were both real and false, as if every strike was real or fake.

Demon: "You think you can win little girl. You have made a big mistake. I am a demon. I can't be burned by bright light. I am made of fire" I tried attacking him but he teleported himself a few steps away from me and escapes my attack. He then attacked me. I fell on the ground, he sat over me and started punching me on the stomach. I felt the pain and it made me so angry. I screamed to the fullest. Suddenly it felt like the time has stopped. Everyone froze. I didn't felt the pain anymore. I felt like a light radiating from me and suddenly from my shoulder back beautiful big wings appeared. The wings were of golden color.