Chapter 747: Restoring Strength
The black shadow is a small pocket sword, about the size of an adult's finger, the whole body is black and smooth, but there is no reflection at all, and it seems that the light that falls is swallowed by it.
Its speed was amazingly fast, and it appeared in front of Mo Yu in a flash, piercing his eyebrows directly.
The corners of Wu Chai's mouth curled up, revealing a hideous smile, but he soon found that something was wrong, and there was no blood flowing out of Mo Yu's wound.
It's like ...... A shadow.
This thought came to his heart, his body suddenly stiffened, and the cold hairs on his back suddenly appeared, but he had no time to react.
A palm grabbed his neck, and a deep voice sounded in his ears, "If you want to die, I will fulfill you." ”
Wu Chai's eyes contracted violently, and endless fear welled up in his heart, and before he could open his mouth to speak, his big hand tightened suddenly.
There was a soft "click" in his ears, and his consciousness quickly fell into darkness, and the last thought in his heart was: How dare he kill me!
At the gate of the courtyard, the faces of several sneering monks had turned pale, and one of them hurriedly pinched out the magic decision, and his body quickly trembled.
"You killed the soul of Pursuitless! you killed him completely!"
When the rest of the people heard this, their faces suddenly became even more ugly.
"How dare you really kill him!"
"Damn, even us will be implicated now!"
"Tell Lord Traceless, this matter has nothing to do with us!"
Mo Yu's face was expressionless, and he suddenly threw his hand and threw Wu Chai's corpse in front of them, "If you want to leave, take him with you." ”
Several people lifted the chased-after corpse and quickly left with sad faces.
"Ahem...... cough ......" The fighting ground monk who was knocked away coughed lightly, his expression solemn, "You have caused a big disaster this time, alas, I will report it truthfully, but it may not be able to save you, so let's do it myself." ”
After saying that, he led the people and left in a hurry.
Mo Yu frowned slightly, then calmed down, turned around and wanted to walk into the room, "The matter has passed, you can also go." ”
Concubine Ming shook her head, her pretty face was full of horror, "Don't drive me away, otherwise you will definitely kill me if you come without a trace!"
Mo Yu's face sank, looked at her with a pleading face, and paused: "Who is without a trace?" From what several people said, he naturally noticed that all this was related to this person.
Concubine Ming's body trembled, the fear in her eyes was heavier, and she said in a trembling voice, "He is the elder brother of Wu Chase, and he is also the strongest slave in the arena......"
From her mouth, Mo Yu knew about this person.
It turned out that without a trace, this person cultivated the Killing Demon Dao, and he needed to fight in life and death in order to be brave and diligent. Therefore, many years ago, he took the initiative to join the arena with Wu Chai, and with the help of one killing after another, he continued to sharpen himself, and he had broken through to the realm of the Divine Monarch more than ten years ago, and because of the cultivation of the Killing Demon Dao, his strength was extremely terrifying.
"No trace is extremely tyrannical, and he takes people's lives at every turn, but he dotes on his only brother. If you kill him, he will definitely not give up!" After saying this, Concubine Ming couldn't help but become more frightened when she thought of the miserable appearance of the monk who died under him.
Divine Monarch.
A hint of gloom flashed in Mo Yu's eyes, his current state, facing this level of cultivator, is still a little difficult, a little careless, will make the recovered physical injuries deteriorate rapidly, and it will become more difficult to recover. At this critical moment, he will never allow such a thing to happen.
After a long silence, Mo Yu suddenly said: "Concubine Ming, your status in the arena should not be low, I want you to send a message to the person in charge of the arena and give me three days, and then everything will be resolved." ”
Concubine Ming was stunned for a moment, understood what he meant, couldn't help but show hesitation in her eyes, and quickly gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I'll do my best!" ”
She walked out of the courtyard quickly and flew straight into the distance.
Mo Yu turned around and returned to the room, sitting cross-legged, his mind slowly calming down.
Three days later, when he regained some of his strength, there was no trace of him, and there was no threat at all.
......
Steward Zhang came in a hurry, his face was full of solemnity, and he bowed down and said, "My lord, Concubine Ming will pass the word for him, and I want to give him three days in the arena." ”
According to the ordinary old man, he groaned slightly, "Promise him." ”
"But, there's no ...... there."
"Tell him, that's what I mean. ”
Steward Zhang's heart was relieved, "Yes, I will handle this matter immediately." ”
When he left, the old man glanced down at his palm, which was getting drier and drier, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, "It's almost the limit, and it's time to compare and see who is more suitable to bear my strength." ”
......
High slave inhabited area.
On the long street, there were densely packed figures, all of them looking at the monks standing outside the courtyard, with deep fear in their eyes.
"None...... Lord Without a Trace, Na Mo Yu, lives here. A monk spoke in a trembling voice, his eyes seeming to be full of pleading.
No trace is an ordinary-looking young man, of medium build, with nothing conspicuous except for his cold temperament.
But here he stood, like a boulder, pressing down on the chests of all the monks, making them feel like they couldn't breathe.
Without opening his mouth, he flicked his fingers, and a red light shot out, piercing the head of the monk in front of him directly, bringing out a red and white object.
The corpse of this person fell to the ground as usual, and his soul had been wrenched into countless pieces by the evil aura contained in the crimson light.
"Run!"
"Run!"
The monks who came here with Wu Chase that day were already panicked, but at this moment, they were horrified, screaming and turning around and fleeing separately.
There was no trace of silence, but a trace of scarlet flashed in his eyes, and several blood shadows suddenly appeared in the air, directly drilling into the bodies of several people.
After a numb chewing sound, several people's bodies fell to the ground, their limbs and faces were all twisted in pain, and they had lost their breath.
"My brother is dead, how can you still be alive. Without a trace spoke calmly, without much fluctuation in his tone, as if he was recounting something that should have been taken for granted.
With a step on his feet, several corpses shook and flew at the same time, and with a wave of his sleeves, several black shadows flew out, directly piercing the chest of the corpse and nailing them to both sides of the courtyard gate.
Throughout the long street, countless monks restrained their breathing, not daring to make the slightest sound.
Without a trace, he pulled Concubine Ming, reached out and pinched her smooth chin, and looked at the courtyard door that was still open, "You want three days for him, and I will give it to him, and when I kill him, I will send you on the road to accompany my poor brother." ”
As he spoke, he leaned close to her sideburns, took a deep breath, felt the slight tremor of her body, and suddenly looked up and laughed.
In the room.
Mo Yu's eyes opened a slit, and his expression was calm, without the slightest wave.
"I don't know if I'm alive or dead. ”
As he spoke, his eyes slowly closed.
It seemed to be just a blink of an eye, and when Mo Yu opened his eyes again, it was the third day. A low, muffled sound suddenly came from his body, like a gap in the embankment, and countless rivers gushed out, making a "rumbling" sound between the flows.
It got louder and heavier, and finally the whole ground trembled violently.
Mo Yu suddenly raised his head, the black robe on his body was stirring without wind, and an invisible energy suddenly exploded, shaking the entire room into countless pieces.
Feeling the power he had not seen for a long time, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but soon he seemed to sense something, and the aura in his body quickly converged.
After a slight pause in his gaze somewhere in the distance, Mo Yu thought for a moment, turned around and walked outward.
As for the outside of the hospital, the twisted corpses that had been left behind without a trace did not attract his attention at all.
Several arena monks stood in the distance, their eyes filled with deep shock.
Seeing that Mo Yu left on his own, they didn't dare to stop him at all, and when they saw that he was heading in the direction of the arena, they breathed a sigh of relief and quickly followed.
......
The arena that has not been shot for many years has not been seen to appear on the stage again, and his Divine Monarch cultivation alone is enough to attract too much attention.
Outside the fence, there was already a sea of people, and every pair of eyes was full of excitement, and there was a roar from the mouth.
"Lord Without a Trace, I am your loyal supporter, please be sure to show the most exciting bloody feast today!"
"Kill that kid, he's made me lose a lot of Treasure Crystals lately!"
"Crush his legs first, then go up a little bit, and finally pinch his head!"
"Lord Without a Trace is invincible!"
No one is optimistic about Mo Yu, even if he has shown strong enough strength in the previous battles.
Because his opponent is a murderer without a trace.
In the entire North Cliff Star, except for the big people hidden behind the scenes of the North Cliff Arena, no one dares to say that it is his opponent.
Without a trace, his hands naturally drooped, his cold face was indifferent, and he did not have the excitement of killing the enemy at all, and he could still remain calm at this time, which showed his terribleness even more.
His eyes swept vaguely, and he felt that those few gazes were falling on him, and he couldn't help but feel a strong belief in the depths of his heart.
In this battle, not only to win, but also to win beautifully, to show their most powerful strength, only in this way can they be favored.
Suddenly, the voice outside the field suddenly became more intense, and his heart moved, and he slowly looked up without a trace, and saw a black-robed figure had entered and was walking towards him.
The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a hint of a smile, and the coldness he exuded made the dangerous aura around him skyrocket wildly at this moment.
The disgusting bloody aura was so thick that it emanated from the body without a trace, making the surrounding space stained with a faint color of blood at this moment.
"Mo Yu, you're finally here. ”
A slightly hoarse voice, like the neighing of a poisonous snake, with an extremely uncomfortable tremble, burrowed into my mind.
It feels like a snake's forked slippery tongue, licking its body, which is extremely terrifying.
Mo Yu's expression was calm, but he frowned secretly, and sure enough, he noticed that several special eyes fell here.
Today's fight does not seem to be as simple as it seems.
The thought turned quickly, and a vague conjecture came to mind, but it did not reveal anything on the surface, glanced at it without a trace, and said, "Don't waste time." ”
Without a trace, he was slightly stunned, and then laughed out loud, getting louder and louder, and finally turned into a wild laugh.
Very abruptly, his laughter stopped suddenly, and his voice became even lower, "I'll kill you first, and then kill the little girl over there, avenge my unpursued, and use your blood to open a new life for me." ”
The sound was still vibrating at the eardrums, and there was no trace of it. He didn't really disappear, he just went too fast, faster than he could see or even catch his soul.
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