Black Death Mou's strength is very strong, so strong that Tong Mo, who can even face five pillars at the same time, is not his opponent, he is below him, since he became a ghost more than four hundred years ago, he has not fallen outside of one of the upper strings.

The breathing method he uses is called the Breath of the Moon, which is a branch of the breath derived from the breath of the sun, and is second only to the breath of the sun in power.

The sword moves that match the Breath of the Moon are all amazingly strong, not to mention the number of blades that can be derived from the blade, and each move is a killing move with an extremely fast attack speed and a huge range.

"The second type, Zhuhua makes the moon!"

Black Death Mou swirled around his body and swung out two huge arc-shaped sword qi from the long knife full of eyes, and from it, more than ten circular blade winds like a crescent moon were derived.

Just by deriving from the sword qi, the circular blade wind had the sharpness to cut through the muscles, not to mention the huge sword qi with an arc length of nearly three meters or more, just by releasing it, its tail end would cut the stone slab ground, causing the tiny stones to splash out, forming sword marks several meters long.

His swordsmanship was extremely terrifying, so terrifying that he couldn't help but have the hairs on his body that stood on end, his skin was like a knife cut, and countless goosebumps appeared on the surface of his skin.

"Three-Shape: Skin of the Rock Body!"

With himself as the center, Sorrow Mingyu kept wielding the meteor hammer, blocking all the sword qi and blade wind out of his body, and then slammed on the chain on the ground, holding the broadaxe in his left hand and the meteor hammer in his right hand.

"Two-type, shattered sky!"

He flung the Meteor Hammer out of his right hand and slammed it into Black Death's head.

"Five-Type: Moon Spirit Vortex!"

Black Death Mou swirled around himself again, and at the same time waved the long knife in his hand, generating a total of five vortex huge sword qi around his body, protecting himself in the center of the sword qi.

The edge of the sword qi also has countless circular blade winds, if you break in suddenly, most of them will be shattered by the sword qi and blade winds in an instant, and you can't even find the corpse.

Grief Mingyu hurriedly retreated.

"Your strength is really good, but it's a pity that you have already formed markings, and one of the swordsmen who awakened the markings counts one, and almost none of them lived past the age of 25."

Black Death Mou then stopped swinging his sword and looked at Sorrow Mingyu Xingming with his six spider-like eyes, "You should be over 25 years old this year, right?" I'm afraid I won't survive tonight. ”

Grief Mingyu was silent.

He is 27 years old, and he has long passed the threshold of 25 years old.

He also knew that he would not live to be 25 years old when he opened the brindle, but after seeing the tragic situation of Shitou Muichiro and the immortal Kawa Minoru, he still did not hesitate to turn on the brindle that was originally intended to be used to deal with the unmiserable markings, judging from the age limit, he would consume all his life force tonight and then die.

"How? Do you want to join that adult? ”

Black Death Mou stretched out his hand, as if a divine envoy had given him a gift, and said calmly: "As long as you become a ghost, you can easily break the life limit, like me, even if you awaken the markings, you can survive, and you can continue to study martial arts and go to the next level." ”

He said this to Shitou Muichiro, and then was mercilessly ridiculed by Muichiro, and finally Muichiro was hung on the pillar by him, and he still hasn't come down.

Then he also said it to Immortal Chuan Minoru, but Immortal Chuan rushed up and cut him without saying a word, and was defeated by him in ten moves, and now he is still lying there, as if struggling to get up.

Now he spoke to the sorrowful island again.

He's like a salesman who sells the company's goods, basically, every time he sees a pillar, he will open his mouth to persuade him, not because he wants to split the ghost slayer or anything, but simply wants to let this kind of martial artist who is fully expected to go further live.

Just like him.

"I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid that I won't be able to kill all of you evil spirits before I die."

Grief Mingyu Xing said coldly: "Black Death Mou, why did you become a ghost? Afraid of death? ”

The appearance of ghosts who don't eat people, such as Ryuxia and You Douzi, has not changed the concept of the ghost killing team, no, it is better to say that ghosts like them who do not eat people are rare, except for them, all the remaining ghosts are still eating people, or creating a large number of tragedies that would not have been born.

The moment the words of the sorrowful Mingyu fell.

He suddenly 'saw' that the muscles in Black Death's body contracted violently.

"If you're not afraid of death, let's die."

The six eyes on Black Death Mou's face were all cold, as if they had been poked in a sore foot, and they tightly grasped the blade in their hands, and then, as if blood was flowing out of his hands, the long knife in his hand changed suddenly.

As if the long knife itself was alive, the blade suddenly elongated by half, close to a person's height, and the overall color became deeper and deeper, becoming scarlet, and then from the blade grew like a branch, forming three blades.

Black Death Mou held the knife as if he were holding a branch of a sacred tree that had turned into a sharp blade.

"Ten Shapes, Piercing Noodles, Ratsuki!"

He used the sword technique to jump directly from the second and third type to the tenth type, and with a wave of his hand, he released two giant moon wheel-shaped sword qi that crossed and swirled forward, and galloped towards the direction of Sorrowful Mingyu.

The sword qi was still arc-shaped, but this time the arc length of the sword qi had reached more than five meters, and the number of circular blade winds carried on it had directly reached more than twenty.

His strength was almost doubled in an instant.

Sadness Mingyu's complexion changed suddenly, and his heart was terrified.

One of these strings, until now, hasn't he shown his real ability?

"Five-type Walun Punishment Department!"

Grief Mingyu Xingming clenched his teeth, and then the whole person jumped into the air, dodging the sword qi of the Black Death Mou, and while avoiding the sword qi of the Black Death Mou, he also clenched the chains in his hands, and threw the broad axe and the meteor hammer at the Black Death Mou with both hands.

"Fourteen Shapes, Fierce Transformation, Full Moon!"

But at the moment when he jumped, Black Death Mu couldn't help but swing his sword again, causing countless huge Quarter Moon-shaped sword qi to ripple out, sending the meteor hammer and broad axe that had just been thrown out of the air.

"Poof!"

At the same time, countless circular blade winds floated out from above the sword qi, sweeping away the Sorrowful Mingyu who could not escape in mid-air, and countless blade winds tore the Dao Dao wounds on his body, even with the muscles he clenched, he couldn't fully defend himself, and in an instant, his whole body was drenched in blood.

"Bump!"

Sorrowful Mingyu fell from mid-air, and the whole person fell to the ground heavily, almost unable to hold the chains in his hands, and scarlet blood continued to flow from his body.

All three pillars were seriously injured.

After Black Death Mou became serious, even the strongest Ghost Slayer Team, Sorrowful Mingyu Xingming, was defeated by him in a few moves.

"Awesome."

Ryusha finally came out of the darkness, her amber eyes staring directly at the Black Death, and her eyes flashed like she had met her prey.

"It's right to come to one of the upper winds, Black Death, I hope your sword skills can make me go further."