Chapter 45: White Light

The Ghost Fire Knife in Gu Bai's hand was even more powerful than the shadow of Mo Xuan. The strength is not that there are IMBA in power, but that it can carry more physical power and is illusory and inexplicable, between the two worlds.

Gu Bai's shadow attack was very sudden, and even Mo Yan couldn't imagine that Gu Bai wanted to attack him so desperately. You must know that the act of traveling through space out of thin air can cause a lot of damage to objects. It may not appear in the short term, but it will definitely cause great damage in the long run.

Therefore, Gu Bai's attack was successful, leaving him with an indelible scar. The body that was semi-combined with the shadow, because of the characteristics of Gu Bai's shadow attack, was fixed on the spot, and could only rely on the movement of the upper body to dodge the attack.

And if it weren't for his quick reaction, his head would have been split in half by now.

The moment Gu Bai's body was separated from Mo Xuan's shadow, the latter regained the ability to move. The left hand holding the shield burst out at once, shattering the shadow shield into pieces. A torrent of shadows covered him.

Regardless of whether the flowing shadows formed a river of Styx that blocked life and death, if these rivers were not burned out, it was estimated that they would not be able to kill the Murphy.

Jumping back a small step, Mo Yun stabbed straight out the pitch-black long sword in his hand, stabbing Gu Bai into the armor of a warrior who was both illusory and substantial, composed of abyssal fire.

"Drink!!"

It was as if an angry roar from the Netherworld came out of Gu Bai's mouth, enveloping the space where the two of them were.

The right hand swept towards Mo Yu with another force. The waving arms unleashed not a chop, but a turbulent current of space that was about to crush the creatures in it.

The moment the sword stabbed out Mo Yan knew from the moment the end of the sword touched Gu Bai's body, the latter's current body structure was completely different from the previous one. There is no sense of the real existence of flesh and blood. Now it feels like piercing two walls, and what is really important in the middle is just a scorching nothingness.

Facing Gu Bai's right arm, which was swept by the tide. Lu Mo Yun knew that he had no time to postpone. Even if you avoid the key points, you will inevitably be drawn into the offensive. What awaits him immediately afterwards is surely wave after wave of terrifying attacks.

With no way back, he had no choice but to move forward with pride.

Taking the most perfect step in fencing, Mo Xuan's feet formed an absolutely straight line on the ground. The shadow sword was all over Gu Bai's body.

The distance between the two faces, both covered with "armor", was definitely no more than twenty centimeters apart. But there is absolutely no beautiful love between the two, but a strong primitive desire is seen from the two pairs of empty eyes - killing!

There is no blood flowing in the opponent's body, but it can burn with the hottest battle intent. Gu Bai also dragged Mo Yun to think about it at the same time, and they also carried out changes.

The right arm that swung out of the bowl returned like a scythe, straight into his chest. It feels like I'm going to die with the motter. And the trolling Mo Xuan, who was wrapped in the shadow river, did not lose his perception because of this, and carried a devouring chill in the back of his head. The creepy edge made his heart inextricably rise with fear.

It is a fear engraved in the bones that cannot be erased by training and experience—the emotion of fear itself.

Nibble!

A thud of stabbing came with only one thud. Gu Bai's speed was already extremely fast, and the time from the change of move to the blade's penetration would never exceed 0.5 seconds.

But Mo Xuan's fighting instinct and combat wisdom made him come up with a way to deal with it while Gu Bai changed his moves. Holding the knife in his backhand, turning around, squatting, and the blade of the sword was raised, he used the huge force caused by the twisting of his body to cut the long sword that pierced his chest directly to the sword, cutting Gu Bai's head in half.

The ghostly fire swords of the backstabbing intertwined with the shadow swords. There was no explosion or steam between the fire and water, but they blended together. The former wants to devour the latter, and the latter wants to drown the former. For the first time, both weapons full of malice and spirituality confronted each other.

Although Gu Bai had become an abyssal martial artist, the shadow sword still reduced the upper limit of his life force. Per cent. Again, the maximum life force of one percent has been cut. And the longer the shadow sword is carried in the body, the more damage it will cause. Not even the Abyss Cage Hands could stop it.

And after the character who was going to be used to "destroy the book" and Gu Bai, the reincarnation who stirred up fate, met him, he had completely deviated from the life given to him by the plot.

"You should know that this trick is useless, right?"

The damage is large though. But momentum must not be lost. The skull, which had been split into two parts, condensed again in the air as the body moved. The eyes that were braving the ghost fire looked directly at the face of the Mo Eagle, which was covered by the shadow of the river, and then followed. It was a large stream of black fire that spit out from his mouth, and the latter was all in it.

Boom!!!

A huge pit with a radius of ten meters appeared on the basement floor, which was already the lowest floor, there was no steel juice and no dust, and this pit felt like it had been bitten by the space itself, and it was scary in a hurry.

Mo Yan's body appeared on Gu Bai's left side, the shadow river on his left arm and left leg was significantly reduced, and the original pitch black was now a little transparent. The river flowed, and that touch of transparency disappeared again.

The shields of both are as strong as spears. Although the gap is not fatal, it is like a wooden shield facing a steel spear, which will be pierced and stabbed sooner or later.

And whoever breaks his shield first will die.

The two of them are like fighters in the gladiatorial arena, racing against time to make their opponents appear more wounds than themselves, and blood is flowing. In order to lay an ambush for the fatal blow after the most reluctance.

Cross slash, the two branches were crossed over Gu Bai's body, and the half-squatting swordsmanship of dragging Mo Yu was still flawless.

And this time, Gu Bai's body was repaired between breaks, because he took the initiative to abandon his necrotic body, and even sacrificed part of his body that was still intact, in order to expel the "dead meat" as soon as possible and restore his body to its original state.

The condescending Gu Bai naturally wouldn't let go of this opportunity to be so good, and his right hand slashed out three ghost blades with a single sword, locking the opportunity to move Mo Bai's body left and right.

Bang Bang Bang!!

The clash of weapons did not have the sonority of metal at all, but was like a slap in the face, making a snapping sound.

And it was these three ways that dragged Mo Yun's half-squatting body was directly pressed down, and his bent right knee was on the ground. Leaves behind a spiderweb-shaped crack the size of a fist that spreads outward.

The left arm, which had not been used again after the transformation, hit Mo Xuan's face at a speed twenty times faster than that of his right hand, and the white light, since Gu Bai's whole body was covered by the ghostly fire, his right hand still shot out a white arc of light.

Syllable!

Crisp.

The strength of the force dispersed the shadow river flowing on Mo Yan's face, and the shadow armor that dispersed the defensive power could not withstand the destructive power of Gu Bai's left hand force multiplied by the speed, and was beaten to the ground. Although more than ninety percent of the strength has been removed, the face bones, which are far less than the defense power of the shadow river, have already been shattered.

The force was transmitted through the face to the entire skull, shattering it completely. The aftermath ran down the spine and swept through the body.

The most important brain is preserved by a mysterious force. The most primitive and effective physical force only severed its connection with the body, but did not destroy it. (To be continued.) )