Boom Boom,

Among the Great Five Elements Enchantment, the most lively battle was naturally the battle between Zhao Yan and the Imperial Envoy of Ling Yuan.

In the middle of the air, there was a violent roar continuously,

In the rolling waves, there are loud dragon moans and sharp snake hiss from time to time.

The body of a dragon and a snake of several feet is fighting and entangled in mid-air, and each blow is to pour all the strength of the body, the power of the rage, and even make the air make a roaring sound from time to time.

To exaggerate a little, it can already be called flying sand and rocks, and the sky is dark.

"Wake me up."

In the midst of this roaring scene, a roar suddenly sounded in a corner of the entire Great Five Elements Enchantment,

At this time, the cold knife, where is there still a little sluggishness in his eyes, a fierce sword intent that is even greater than before, suddenly swept out of his eyes, and stabbed at Maruyama Kotaro in front of him,

"I didn't expect you to have a demon knife in your hand."

The words spit out by the cold knife are a little vague, because at this time, the entire tip of the cold knife was bitten by himself, if the cold knife used a few more points just now, the entire tongue would be completely bitten off by him.

The gurgling blood gushed out from the tip of the tongue, but it was swallowed into the stomach by the cold knife without leaking.

A ferocity suddenly revived from the cold knife's body,

It seems to be an ancient fierce beast that was stimulated by its own blood after being injured, and began to exude a hideous and fiery killing intent, this killing intent seemed a little violent, and in his eyes, there was a kind of ruthlessness that tore apart the enemy,

"How is it possible, how can you break free from the power of Muramasa."

Maruyama Kotaro is only less than a foot away from the cold knife at this moment, if the cold knife is not awake, the village in his hand will slash at the neck of the cold knife in the next breath,

But the cold knife actually struggled out of the strange power of Muramasa,

Feeling the blade-like gaze of the person on the other side who fell on him again, Maruyama Kotaro suddenly exclaimed, and it seemed that even his breath suddenly stagnated,

It seemed that he still had lingering palpitations about the previous power of the cold knife, and subconsciously took a step back.

"Moan"

At this moment, the demon knife Muramasa held in Maruyama Kotaro's hand suddenly trembled, and on the dark red knife surface, an extremely bewitching faint red suddenly emerged,

"Yes, I have a magic knife in my hand, you can't defeat me."

Hearing the trembling sound of Muramasa, Maruyama Kotaro's body suddenly shook, and the steps back under his feet immediately stopped, and in his expression, the instinctive fear of the cold knife quickly faded,

And a touch of madness and cruelty, faintly with a kind of evil, quickly climbed to the face,

"Hahaha, you see, it's the divine knife that is helping me, today, I will use the divine knife to cut off the head of you, the branch man."

Maruyama Kotaro suddenly burst out laughing, raising Muramasa who was trembling in his hand, and his eyes were full of scarlet killing intent,

"It's just a demon knife with some evil nature, and it doesn't even have its own sword intent, and some are just a strong bloodthirst."

Leng Dao's gaze fell on the demon knife Muramasa in Maruyama Kotaro's hand, and after just a few glances, the corners of his lips immediately curled into an extremely sarcastic sneer,

"It is said that the demon knife has also been raised, if it is brought to any of my Huaxia cadres Mo Ye in front of any divine soldier, it will let you know what is called a real demon soldier and a demon soldier, and the word 'demon' is not qualified enough."

A faint sarcasm, spit out from the mouth of the cold knife, unspeakable disdain,

Japan's smelting and forging skills were passed down from China,

"Moan."

As soon as the words of the cold knife fell, the Muramasa in Maruyama Kotaro's hand suddenly trembled violently, and let out a dull sound of the knife,

seemed to understand Leng Dao's disdain for himself, an angry and bloodthirsty killing intent, and immediately surged out from the blade,

"It's true that there is some spirituality, but unfortunately it is really not qualified."

Seeing Mushimasa's vision, a trace of surprise flashed in Leng Dao's eyes, but the disdain on his face did not decrease in the slightest.

The cold knife fell to the ground, and Muramasa suddenly stopped trembling in Maruyama Kotaro's hand, and the sound of the knife also disappeared quickly.

It's just that on the dark red blade, it quickly began to be filled with a layer of bewitching blood red, as if there was endless blood inside the blade, and it was bubbling from it to the surface of the blade at this moment.

Weirdly, Maruyama Kotaro held Muramasa's hands, and they also became blood-red, like bloody hands,

And in the eye sockets, the black and white color of the pupils and eyeballs has been covered by a layer of heavy scarlet at some point, and there is no spiritual light, and some only have endless killing intent and bloodthirsty**,

"Kill."

The next moment, Maruyama Kotaro suddenly let out a low roar, and Muramasa, who was holding it in his bloody hand, suddenly rose up, and a demonic blood-red arc of light slashed in front of him, slashing viciously at the cold knife in front of him,

With a knife cut out, there were countless ghosts crying wolf howls out of thin air, as if people fell into the hell of Ah Nose in an instant, and ten thousand ghosts invaded and bitten.

"Hmph, that's a good time."

At this time, the scene of Maruyama Kotaro was clearly controlled by the village in his hands, and when he saw this scene, a kind of surprise also appeared in the eyes of the cold knife,

just saw the village that slashed at him, a kind of ruthlessness, and instantly climbed up to the face of the cold knife,

"Hell's Nose Knife."

The entire arm of the right hand of the cold knife turned into a long knife in an instant, and it was not seen that it was a change in flesh and blood, the long knife was sharp, no better than some peerless divine soldiers, with an inexplicable power circulating on the knife surface,

The next moment, the cold knife raised his eyebrows suddenly, and he met the falling and falling Muramasa with a knife.

"Hehe, the village is in trouble."

The crisp sound of the blades sounded instantly, Oda looked at the cold knife and Maruyama Kotaro in the fierce battle, and suddenly there was a taste of schadenfreude, and in the midst of the sinister smile, the black mist on the black ghost body was surging again,

"I smell the soul, so pure soul."

Asai focused his eyes on Lin Yan who came over, looking at Lin Yan, and in his eyes, there was immediately a kind of greedy **,

"Quack, indeed, such a pure soul, such vigorous flesh and blood."

Oda also instantly discovered Lin Yan's temptation for himself, and in the midst of his cruel smile, the entire tall ghost body suddenly broke away from the position above Kuraki Kazuma's head and rushed towards Lin Yan in front of him.

"Despicable Oda, actually thinking about eating alone."

Seeing Oda's figure rushing out, Asai also reacted instantly, and suddenly let out a long roar, and the ghost body followed and pounced out.

"Hehe, isn't Little Japan even stupid to be a ghost, I've never seen a ghost looking for death like this."

Glancing at the two powerful ghosts that pounced in mid-air with a sinister smile, Lin Yan couldn't help but laugh out loud,

I really think of myself as blood food sent to the door,

The smile was slightly retracted, and a touch of evil anger quickly appeared on Lin Yan's body,

Under the shroud of this evil aura, Lin Yan's aura suddenly changed, revealing the hideous face of the fierce beast,

"Yin and Yang mirror, ten thousand ghosts will be killed."

The golden vertical lines at the center of the eyebrows finally cracked to both sides at this moment, revealing an upside-down eyeball.