As the respectfulness in Wenren Moyi's eyes became more and more intense, an ancient aura rose from the long sword in Wenren Moyi's hand.

That momentum actually formed a tangible dragon - a five-clawed golden dragon!!

The five-clawed golden dragon appeared for a moment, and then twisted the dragon's body straight into the blue sky, and rushed out of the fog barrier.

The dragon shadow, although very light, can rely on the breath to form something tangible, which is already too shocking.

This is not Wenren Moyi's ability, but the sword move she used at this time, which is too powerful.

For thousands of years, people have relied on this sword to rise, and they have relied on this sword to be brilliant so far, which shows its strength.

"Divine Dragon: Sky Slashing Sword!"

A sound of non-existent sound escaped between this heaven and earth.

It's not a voice, it's a very jerky voice.

It's as if the owner of this voice doesn't speak very often and has almost forgotten how to speak.

And this voice is also full of an inexplicable sense of antiquity and vicissitudes.

No matter how long the distance is, all people hear it.

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....

Reflecting the moon.

Su Hai and the others, who were closest to the sword of Wenren Moyi, were the first to perceive the abnormality.

The ancient, even slightly rotten sword intent suddenly erupted.

Next, the dense fog on the heads of Su Hai and the others rolled.

Something I don't know what pierced the fog that hung in the sky.

"What's going on. Is there something going on on Mo Yi's side? Seeing this, Sidar asked with a slight frown.

"Could it be Jack's conspiracy?" Mu Ningxue thought cautiously for a moment and then said.

"No, it won't." Su Hai, who has always been on high alert, interjected at this time: "It should be that Mo Yi encountered Jack's attack, after all, this kind of sword qi is not something that Jack can simulate, and on our side, the only person who can cause this kind of sword intent is Mo Yi." ”

"Let's get closer to that side first." Weiyang nodded, although he didn't say it explicitly, but he also expressed his agreement with Su Hai's point of view: "Let's lean over there." ”

Everyone nodded in response, "Yes." ”

The group slowly leaned over there.

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Western, night home.

Kaede Nightmoon and the others are still fighting Francis Drake.

At this time, there were many phantoms of cannons floating behind Francis Drake, and those phantoms were constantly flickering with fire, spraying energy cannonballs outward.

It seemed very dangerous, but Ye Yuefeng's face showed a little relaxation.

"Finally, it's going to be over. After exploring his ability, the difficulty of the rest of the strategy is not as high as imagined. ”

"Probably after this battle, more than 20 people will temporarily lose their combat strength."

And just as Ye Yuefeng was calculating in his heart, a sword intent swept from afar!

"Huh!?"

Yeyue Feng looked over there.

"The direction of the moon. They're already tackling the second point. It seems that progress on my side is too slow. ”

Although there is no explicit rule, everyone thinks that from the four gates to the magic Big Ben in the middle, the number of test levels is certain.

And that's exactly what it is.

"This sword intent is really unexpectedly strong. It should be the one who heard the family's shot, but Yingyue's luck is really bad, and the second one has encountered such a powerful opponent, and the person who can send out this kind of momentum attack should be the strongest person in Yingyue. Hehe... If the combat power of this strongest point is compromised, then the subsequent moon reflection will be much less threatening. ”

Under the eyes of Night Moon Feng, a deep luster flowed.

"It seems that it is not yet known who the fog will fall on."

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To the south, the forces of the Hunter Guild are faintly led by Chen Jiayan.

By this time they had completed Adam Smith's strategy.

Adam Smith, who is known for his research in economics, also gave Chen Jiayan two choices.

And Chen Jiayan, they just happened to complete that non-combat test.

Therefore, in terms of the first level, the Hunter Guild's strength attrition ratio is the lowest.

But even if the Hunter Guild's strength attrition ratio is low, they are still in a state of being crushed by Yingyue in terms of strength.

Now, the Hunters' Guild surrounded Chen Jiayan at the front of the line like a moon, and marched in the direction of Big Ben with a very high momentum.

After all, passing a level in vain without a battle is an excellent boost to momentum, and Chen Jiayan, who dominates it all, has also reached its peak in prestige in the Hunter Guild.

At this time, that sword intent was also captured by the Hunter Guild.

"Hmph." When Chen Jiayan felt this sword intent, there was obviously a slight unpleasant look on his face.

From Yingyue's side

When he was at the door before, Chen Jiayan was forced to lose face by the people who reflected the moon.

So among the people who are not necessarily the most beautiful here, there is Chen Jiayan.

Chen Jiayan's face sank, and after thinking for a moment, he let out a bright laugh.

A person standing next to Chen Jiayan saw Chen Jiayan's changeable mood and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong, did something happen?" ”

This person's name is Mo Luo, his tone is a little soft, and he puts himself in a position that is slightly weaker than Chen Jiayan, but he is neither humble nor arrogant, and he does not show any humility.

From this man's words, he has many things, including his heart and the way he behaves in the world.

Obviously, Moreau's emotional intelligence is very high, he is a character, if his strength is not bad, he will not be unknown in the martial arts domain in the future.

"Whether this breath comes from the person or spirit body of Yingyue, it means that Yingyue has suffered a big crisis." Chen Jiayan's eyes condensed slightly, and he analyzed in a leisurely voice: "If our losses along the way have always been much smaller than Yingyue, then our strength may be able to close to Yingyue within a small gap." ”

Chen Jiayan didn't know that there was someone who heard the moon in Yingyue, otherwise, she would have been able to tell who this breath came from.

"When the time comes, with the Quartet forces and a large number of lone wanderers, our chances of competing for the fog capital will be much greater."

"Ladies and gentlemen." Chen Jiayan suddenly turned his head, looked at everyone and said: "After occupying the fog capital, the benefits are enjoyed by us together, let's work together!" ”

"Good!"

At this time, the interior of the Hunter Guild actually began to condense a little.

Mo Luo lowered his head slightly and agreed: "It's up to you." ”

Chen Jiayan snorted lightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking: "Hmph." ”

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Black Star to the North.

Compared with the three forces such as Yingyue, Black Star is the most disunited and the least numerous.

However, all the people of Black Star are very strong in combat.

After all, Blackstar's professional characteristics - outside the safe zone, robbing homes and houses.

This kind of profession that relies on strength to eat, and Black Star, who does not have enough strength, has long been dead.

Blackstar is not moral, and many people flock to besiege Horatio Nelson.

Although the number of people besieging is large and the strength is not bad, Blackstar has only just finished attacking Horatio Nelson.

Because none of them trust the other, they will be the first to ensure their own safety than to do their best.

So the speed of the strategy that led to the Black Star was not very fast.

After tackling Horatio Nelson.

Black Star, who had no leader, scattered in an instant, entered the surrounding houses, and searched for resources.

Among them, there is a young man with a sword, who is searching a small house.

And suddenly, the sword intent shrouded the young man's body.

As a fellow sword-wielder, the young man sensed more information from this sword intent.

"Oh?"

The young man looked at the moon with interest.

"It's funny, it's a power that I can't even control. Although it is relying on the inherited sword moves, your strength is enough for me to recognize. ”

The long sword on the young man's waist trembled slightly, as if he was excited by something!

"Don't worry, I'll have a chance to see the man later."

"Haha, Wu Yu, it's really interesting."

The boy smiled, laughing, and continued to search the room.

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....

The reaction of the people around him is unknown to Moyi.

In her eyes now, there is only one purpose - to kill the four puppets!

Crimson blood flowed from the wrist of Wen Ren Moyi's sword.

It's not the result of the wound, it's the price of the sword.

This blood is not ordinary blood, but the essence blood of the human body.

Once the essence and blood in a person's body have passed, in addition to forcibly making up for it with heavenly treasures, it can only be restored through cultivation, and any usual treatment methods are ineffective.

Blood dripped from the sword.

Originally, the long sword with only a simple atmosphere exuded a sense of slaughter at this time.

The body of the sword was also surrounded by red blood light, and under the wrapping of blood light, the long sword also seemed to be larger.

"Are you ready?" Wenren Moyi raised his sword-holding hand and pointed at the four puppets: "Accept, Wenren's killing!" ”

The four puppets looked at the sword in Wenren Moyi's hand, and their faces showed a very humane expression-dignified.

However, Wenren Moyi didn't give the puppet much time.

With a wave, a sword light mixed with blood light and ancient intent swept towards the four puppets in the shape of a half-moon.

The gas engine is locked and cannot be dodged.

The sword flashed past the streetlights.

As if the street lamp didn't exist, it was allowed to pass by the light of the sword.

However, after a short while, the street lamp that was originally standing upright suddenly fell down inexplicably.

The power of this sword qi can be imagined.

The black puppet took the lead in attacking, holding the severed head scythe horizontally, trying to block the sword qi.

And when the scythe collided with the sword qi.

Silent!

The black golem didn't even feel like its scythe was touching anything.

Under the black puppet's slightly puzzled gaze, the sword light passed through the scythe and then through her body.

The puppet turned its head to look at the sword light, still flying forward.

"Did something happen?"

When the puppet was puzzled, Yu Guang suddenly saw that his legs, as if they hadn't turned around, were their toes pointing behind their backs?

"Ale?"

The black golem suddenly felt like she was shaking, but she didn't move!

The world is spinning.

And then the eyes go black.

It wasn't until the last moment before the delirium that the puppet knew.

Turns out, am I already dead?

This is not the case with the most powerful black puppets, not to mention yellow, green, and red.

Unable to get angry at all, the yellow-green-red golem was also cut in half.

The light of the sword, hidden in the fog.

I don't know how far I flew.

I could just hear the constant sound of houses collapsing in the distance.

"Ahem."

Wen Ren Mo Yi coughed up blood.

This blow was still too reluctant for her.

Still, it's enough.

Looking at the puppet fragments on the ground, Wen Ren Moyi whispered, "This time, there is no way to recover." ”

At this moment, Jack, who had been hiding in the fog, suddenly appeared.

Wen Ren Mo Yi stared at Jack.

Without a puppet, Jack is a lamb to the slaughter in the eyes of Moyi!

Dragging the broken body, Wen Ren Mo Yi walked towards Jack.

Faltering, but the killing intent is strong!

"Tsk."

Jack faced the approaching Wen Ren Moyi, and there was no meaningful fear on his face.

Is it because of a distorted personality, so you don't be afraid?

No, not really.

Because Jack's eyes flashed with full confidence.

It seems that the destruction of her five puppets has not affected her in any way.

"Hey.. Hey.. Hey, hey, hey..."

The sickly laughter became more and more rampant, from inaudible to rampant and crazy, making the hearts of those who heard it very uncomfortable.

"I...."

Jack's laughter stopped abruptly, his tone was flat, no longer the morbid way before, and his voice became a girl.

Crisp, pleasant, like a hollow valley orchid, intoxicating.

"Actually, I was a normal girl in the past, no one is born a murderer and a pervert."

"People only know how terrible and crazy I am, but they don't think about what kind of experience I have suffered to have this madness!"

"Huh."

"But it doesn't make any sense to say that now, and I'm not trying to prove anything. Because it really doesn't make sense .... There is no point..... It doesn't make sense ....."

It doesn't make sense to say it four times in a row, but, in Jack's heart, is all this really meaningless?

Jack continued to say in a very nice voice:

"The March of Death, the Alien Dimension of Honkai, the Obsessive Narcissist, the Paranoid Paranoia, and the Pretender of Personality, these five names actually represent the five mental illnesses."

"And I'm the one who is thought to be suffering from all five of these conditions at the same time."

With that, Jack's hands lifted slightly.

At the same time, a bad premonition appeared in Wenren Moyi's heart.

"Come back, my spirit body!"

Just as Jack finished saying this, the fragments of the Five Fears Puppet that had been shattered by Murray turned into five different colored mist and flew towards Jack.

The fog is invisible and invisible, and it is not something that Wen Ren Mo Yi can stop.

All the mist, when it came into contact with Jack's body, was absorbed into Jack's body.

Just after the fog was absorbed.

The original ethereal aura of Jack became condensed, and the fog that had been shrouded in his face dissipated at this time.

What appeared in front of Wenren Moyi's eyes was a stunning face.

Blonde hair and blue eyes, the skin is the kind of white that is characteristic of Caucasians.

It seems to have combined the advantages of the appearance of the puppet wearing five colors before.

"Huh."

Jack smiled and said to Wen Ren Moyi:

"Come on, now, the battle really begins."

Wen Ren Mo Yi felt the breath emanating from Jack's body, and his heart felt like falling into the abyss.