Chapter Seventy-Three: Three-Foot Sword Domain

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Chitose Hara only felt that one of his hearts was about to burst.

The strength shown by the white ghost is becoming more and more amazing, and it can be said that the white ghost has not shown all his strength from beginning to end, but the momentum of the flying smoke in the middle of his hand has shocked the original Chitose. If you are a bystander, Hara Chitose will inevitably be louder and better for it, and she will be admired for her good words, but as a participant, and an enemy of the white ghost, Hara Chitose's head is about to explode.

The green light on his body has turned into a raging green flame at this moment, which is the manifestation of the original Chitose fully exerting the state of blasphemy possession, and the majestic power has turned into the most refined and pure green flame, and every second of burning is consuming amazing energy.

Although both attacks ended in failure, Hara Chitose's mental state was still very good, and as the green flame on his body rose, Hara Chitose's eyes became brighter, and the green fire flickered in the depths of his pupils.

In this way, the two eyes of one blue and one green met each other, and the two blasphemers were going to face off with their strongest peak strength.

Hara Chitose reached out and grabbed it out of thin air on the side of his neck, and a slender sword appeared in Hara Chitose's hand. Hara Chitose flicked his other hand with a flick of his fingers, and the sword trembled lightly with the power of his fingers, making a pleasant humming sound.

A gentle look crossed Hara Chitose's eyes, as if he was caressing his lover, and his jade-like fingers gently slashed across the slender blade, and the sword body shimmered with a faint green luster.

Completely ready, at this time, the original Chitose has reached the peak of his strength, and it can be said that his current state is the strongest state in his life, and there is no need to regret it. And now what I need is a heart.

Hara Chitose looked up at the white ghost, and the gentle gaze in his eyes suddenly disappeared, replaced by killing intent and determination.

The mind is there.

Everything is ready, only ......

The white ghost walked towards Chitose Hara, his stiff face as white as blood, colorless.

The white arms with bulging tendons have slender nails like the claws of zombies. As the pace moved forward, a black flame was born from between his fingers, just like the green flame of the original Chitose, and the white ghost also condensed his powerful and fierce power, but the outermost part of the black flame also had a red nameless substance on one side, which looked even more eerie.

Hara Chitose looked at the white ghost walking towards him, silently counting the number of steps the other party was moving forward in his heart, waiting for the best opportunity for the seeker to make a move.

However, Chitose Hara did not wait for his chance to make a move.

Just as the white ghost walked towards the original Chitose, suddenly a ghostly figure appeared behind the white ghost, the ghostly figure was vigorous, fast as lightning, and before he could see his face clearly, he saw a little cold light in his hand stabbing the back of the white ghost's heart.

The Joker takes the lead.

The sharp blade stood behind the white ghost, and poked at the white ghost's body with a "snort", but it failed to pierce the white ghost's body, and the blade actually slid out on the white ghost's back, and then the mirror-like smooth knife body was suddenly covered with a layer of inexplicable gray, and the shiny blade suddenly dimmed, and then a visible rot spread on the blade, and in an instant, the sharp and abnormal blade had been decayed into ashes.

The clown was stunned by the scene in front of him, he really didn't expect that there would be something in this world that his blade could not hurt, but it was.

The white ghost turned around and reached out to grab the clown's arm holding the rotten blade as he was startled.

In an instant, the black-red flame body on the white ghost's arm burned up along the clown's arm, and in an instant, it spread to the clown's entire arm, and almost at the same time, the clown's body was also wrapped in this black-red flame body. The whole person was instantly ignited and burned.

But even so, the clown in the flames did not panic in the slightest, but instead had a leisurely smile on his face.

The space is distorted, and the clown's body is distorted and deformed.

A square 8 poker card appeared in the black-red flames, but its surface only flashed and then turned into a cloud of quiet ashes.

The white ghost's face was expressionless, but there was a flash of anger in his blue eyes.

Naturally, the clown would not be stupid enough to take matters into his own hands without understanding this strange opponent, so he recast his playing cards and clone himself to attack quietly, not only as a means of testing the opponent, but also as a remote interference with the opponent for the original Chitose.

As Square Piece 8 disappeared, several figures appeared in front of the white ghost at the same time, standing, crouching, soaring, or lowering. In short, there are different angles to attack the white ghost at the same time, and these figures are naturally the clown's mysterious playing cards.

Seeing this, the white ghost sighed heavily. The invisible wave of air was launched, and the playing card stand-ins around the white ghost suddenly froze, as if they were frozen by time, and at the same time, the white ghost's palms shot out again and again, hitting the playing card stand-in, and these clown-like "people" all burned instantly, turning into several ashes under the black-red flame body.