"Are you...... Kuramime Ruxia? ”

Black Death Mou was just about to kill Sorrow Mingyu, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Lu Xia coming out of the shadows, and his hand moved, and a little wary look appeared on his face.

At the same time, an order from Wu Miao also appeared in his mind, which made his expression dark and inexplicable.

In his heart, Wu Miao has always been the master of all ghosts, and even if he is himself, he is only a member of the ghosts controlled by Wu Miao.

Even if Wu Miao doesn't know any breathing techniques and doesn't know anything about swordsmanship, in the heart of Black Death Mou, Wu Miao is still a high-level existence above himself and standing above all beings.

The mere fact that he has an infinite lifespan is enough to make him subservient.

Moreover, although he has the evaluation of 'the closest to the ghost with the strength of the Twelve Ghost Moons', in fact, the strength of the Miserable is indeed above him.

In his opinion, even if the Ghost Slayer had the assistance of Ryuxia on their side, this decisive battle would still be a complete victory for their side.

But now, such a miserable person is trapped in the ice.

And the third of the upper strings, the nest of the slot, is dead.

The newly appointed first string four and first string five also seem to be on the verge of death.

This time the decisive battle seems to have unconsciously become so serious that he can't understand it.

"What is your relationship with Yuanichi?"

Before Hei Death Mou could think of the possibility of turning defeat into victory, the name that he inadvertently spit out from Lu Xia's mouth made his heart tremble, and his body trembled unconsciously.

"Fate one...... How can you know the name? ”

A look of surprise and nostalgia appeared in Black Death Mou's eyes, he looked at Lu Xia inexplicably, and after being silent for a while, he spoke: "That's ...... My brother. ”

"Sure enough, if they look so similar, they can only be their father and brother's family."

Lu Xia nodded, the appearance of the Black Death Mou was incomparably similar to the appearance of the 'Yuan Yi Zero Style' he found in the Swordsmith Village, which naturally made him suspicious, so he asked this question.

"He must be the founder of the breathing method, right? How is his swordsmanship? Ryusha continued.

Grief Mingyu Xingming and Immortal Chuan Minoru each stood up from not far away, and took the initiative to retreat after seeing Ryuxia's arrival, and did not rashly participate in the upcoming dragon and tiger battle between the two, but when they heard the name of the founder of the breathing method, the two were also stunned together, and threw a surprised look here.

"Indeed, we ...... Those swordsmen of the Warring States period all learned the breathing method from Yuanyi, and then on the basis of the breath of the sun he created, he created various degraded versions that fit himself, forming various later breathing schools. ”

Black Death Mou seemed to be immersed in the years four hundred years ago, and did not make a move with Lu Xia for the first time, but chatted with that person very calmly, with a long expression.

"He's strong, he's always been strong, so strong that people lose their mind to compare themselves to him...... He fought the Lord head-on, and almost cut off the Adult's neck in a single face...... He almost cut my neck with a single sword. ”

One face and one knife, the two are not the same concept.

There may be many moves in a single shot, and a knife is only one move at most.

In other words, Yuan Yi can kill Black Death Mu in seconds, and he can also defeat Wu Miao within a few moves.

This is the founder of the breathing method, the first user of the breath of the sun, the strength of Yuanyi.

Even if it is Liuxia, it is hard to imagine that with the body of a human being, it can be strong enough to slay the ghost king.

He thought to himself that if he lived in that era, he would probably not be able to do it to that extent without it.

"In that case, do you know what realm is above the transparent world?"

Ryusha finally asked the question she wanted to ask the most.

His swordsmanship has been stuck in a bottleneck for nearly three months, and he still hasn't found a way to go any further.

Although the collective special training of the pillars made him feel a certain amount of pressure, it still did not allow him to make substantial discoveries and did not find a way to a higher realm.

And now, a swordsman who was in the same era as that Yuanyi, and even his own brother, appeared in front of him, and he had no reason not to ask.

"What?"

Black Death Mou paused slightly, as if he didn't quite understand Lu Xia's question.

"Incomprehensible? I should have made it clear, right? ”

Lu Xia tilted his head a little puzzled, and then explained again, "The transparent world is not the highest point of martial arts, right?" If Yuan Yi has the strength to defeat Wu Miao, his sword realm must be higher than the transparent world, do you know the realm above that? ”

“…… No. ”

Black Death Mou was silent again, as if he was surprised why Lu Xia had such thoughts, and after a while, he slowly spoke, "Without the realm above that, martial arts have reached the peak when they reach this point. ”

"Yuan was born with markings, and he was born to open the transparent world, he told us all the secrets of the breathing method he invented and his own transparent world, and never hid his secrets, if he discovered the realm above, it was impossible not to tell us."

Born with a world of markings and transparency? Born to stand at the apex of all swordsmen?

Is this the qualification of that incredible swordsman?

No wonder he was able to defeat Wu Miao head-on, and he was able to kill Black Death in seconds.

"It's a shame."

Ryusha sighed a little regretfully, "And then? In the past 400 years, have you not tried to explore the upper realm? ”

“…………”

Black Death Mou finally fell silent this time, and didn't say a word for a long time.

Most of the time it hasn't been done.

In his heart, the transparent world that his brother told him was the highest point of martial arts.

"Have you lived in the shadow of your brother all your life?"

Lu Xia's eyes narrowed slightly, and his far beyond ordinary observation power was once again at this moment, allowing him to discover some clues of the Black Death Mou.

It's so powerful that you lose the mind of comparison.

Once a knife almost cut off his neck.

There is no realm above the penetrating world, and it has not been explored for more than 400 years.

In the words of Black Death, there was a subtle revelation of a certain dejecting atmosphere, just like when he found that someone much better than himself appeared in front of him, he burned his fighting spirit and tried to catch up, but the distance between the two sides was desperately getting farther and farther away, and finally he gave up the competition in despair.

Black Death's breathing rhythm suddenly became chaotic.

The hand holding the sword suddenly erupted.

His heart was in turmoil.

was disturbed by Lu Xia's words.

is just a sentence, but it seems to expose his past life bloodily, making him completely lose his cool.