Shattered, spar knives shattered. Sword dancer Mulan gripped the hilt of her sword, but the spar knife had been shattered in her final confrontation with the oni warrior Miyamoto. Pieces of glittering shards fell like withered wall ash, scattered to the ground with a devastating luster and crisp sound.

"Your hedron knife is shattered. Your resoluteness, do you want to continue? Miyamoto, the ghost warrior, stared at Mulan's face with vicious white eyes, as if waiting for her to suddenly admit her defeat. But the sword dancer Mulan lowered her head and glanced at the scattered shards of spars, then raised her gaze and looked at Miyamoto calmly. At this moment, the air around seemed to be quiet, and only the slight cracking sound of the spar knife echoed.

Countless cracks spread wantonly on the spar knife, and countless fragments fell from the spar knife. The ghost warrior Miyamoto looked at Mulan and felt that her determination should also be shattered and fallen like this spar knife.

But the sword dancer Mulan looked at Miyamoto, and her resolute gaze never changed. Until the fine cracks were covered with the broken spar knife, and the entire blade surface was about to shatter and break, the sword dancer Hua Mulan stared at Miyamoto's demon-like face, and said in a weak but firm voice: "Before he could say anything, the spar knife made a crisp cracking sound, and the entire blade surface was completely shattered, and all the spars turned into scattered crystal fragments and fell all over the ground. But a deep ancient silver edge bloomed out of the withering crystal brilliance in the sky, like a flower blooming in adversity! The demon's face writhed, and the sharp eyes of the demon warrior Miyamoto were immediately covered with a deep shock, and he saw an unbelievable scene in the shattered hedron in front of him.

When all the shards of the hedron were scattered, a sharp giant sword appeared in the sword dancer Mulan's hand! The evil eyes of the ghost warrior Miyamoto continued to contract, and the sword dancer Hua Mulan slowly gasped with a calm gaze. It turned out that in the beautiful blue spar knife, the giant sword that had been wrapping Mulan in the sky! And after all the spars are shattered, the sword blade of the sky will naturally be revealed. "My sword hasn't broken yet...... I'm not going to fall. A slight smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and the sword dancer Mulan said softly. What a surprise. A frown furrowed on the demon's face, and the ghost warrior Miyamoto asked in surprise, "Your sword dancer's awakening power should have evolved all the giant swords into spar blades, why is there still a sword blade hidden in the spar?" ”

"There's no need to be so surprised...... a fine sweat poured from her forehead, and the sword dancer Mulan continued to gasp and said, "There are some things in this world that cannot be assimilated by awakened forces, and the giant sword in my hand is one of them. "Yes...... "Miyamoto, the ghost warrior, stared at Mulan, "but I'm lonely."

"So it looks like you're going to fight again?"

"Of course."

"I'll give you one last advice, even if your sword is still there, your body won't be able to hold it anymore. The blood has been flowing for so long, your physical strength and energy have been exhausted to the extreme, and if you continue to fight, I'm afraid you won't even be able to hold a sword!

If you force the fight, you will fall under my sword in less than three turns. "Then what if ......," Sword Dancer Mulan gasped and said with a smile, "What if I can survive three rounds?" "Can you survive three rounds?" Miyamoto, the ghost warrior, repeated what Mulan had said, and the demon's face gradually twisted. "You can't defeat me anymore! Still don't get it? Miyamoto, the ghost warrior, roared angrily, and suddenly raised the sword in his hand, and the crimson flames and golden lightning intertwined, and the blade of the sword went straight towards the sword dancer Mulan. Seeing the sword slashing, the sword dancer Hua Mulan took a deep breath, gently shook off the spar slag on the giant sword, and then immediately lifted her spirits and attacked with all her strength without fear.

Tibetan Winter and Autumn Cliffs slashed down in the air, but two sharp cracks were split on the marble floor, and the shadow of Mulan was no longer in front of the ghost warrior Miyamoto. The ghost warrior Miyamoto stared at the empty ground, sensing the murderous aura passing by his ears, so he drew his left long knife with his backhand and struck behind him without hesitation. "Do you think this will work for me?" Miyamoto, the ghost warrior, scolded in a hoarse voice, as his long knife slashed backwards and the blade of the giant sword sky, and the sharp sword qi tore through the quiet air. At that moment, the sword dancer Hua Mulan was volleying behind the Ghost Warrior Palace itself, holding the giant sword in both hands, slashing at the long knife that suddenly slashed at it.

At the moment when the ghost warrior Miyamoto took the lead in attacking, the sword dancer Hua Mulan immediately used the "Cang Po Slash", holding her injured and weak body and forcibly jumping behind the ghost warrior Miyamoto, trying to attack the opponent while avoiding the attack. But apparently she failed, and Miyamoto, the ghost warrior, immediately saw through her actions. "Don't you even notice it? Your movements have slowed down and your strength has waned. The ghost warrior Miyamoto moved his evil gaze back, and at the same time said coldly, "You are not my opponent at all now!" When he finished speaking, the ghost warrior Miyamoto glanced at the volley Mulan from the corner of his eye, and then quickly stepped forward, and suddenly raised his right foot to kick back to the flower and wood ghost warrior Miyamoto, and landed heavily on Mulan's abdomen, and under the impact of the huge foot force, he kicked Mulan's weak body away. Sword dancer Hua Mulan spurted blood almost immediately, and then the whole person flew out with a sharp pain in the abdomen, and after falling to the ground, it slid out a few meters before stopping. Holding the giant sword to the ground with both hands, the sword dancer Mulan, who vomited blood in her mouth, steadied her body hard, and although she was kneeling on the ground with both legs, she also tried to straighten her waist as much as possible.

After taking two deep breaths, the sword dancer Mulan slowly raised her head and stared at Miyamoto, the ghost warrior who kicked her away. There were a few traces of blood left on the corners of her mouth, and her abdomen was also painful, and for a while, she had problems even standing up. If the ghost warrior Miyamoto chases after her, she is afraid that she will be really in danger...... "Hmph! I just kicked you, and you can't even stand up now! The ghost warrior Miyamoto turned around and stared at Mulan, who was kneeling on the ground, and sneered in a hoarse voice. Sword dancer Mulan didn't speak, just gasped quietly. As the ghost warrior Miyamoto said, her current health is in a bad condition.

"Well, since you insist on fighting, then let me give you the final blow and let you be free!" A cold light flashed in his vicious white eyes, and the ghost warrior Miyamoto no longer gave Mulan time to breathe, he lifted the sword in his hand and stepped towards Mulan with a surging murderous aura.

(End of chapter)