Mu Yuchen had made countless deductions and even fantasies, under what circumstances would he be driven by to meet the silver-haired black-winged Angel of Destruction. However, just like the fullness of imagination and the skinny feeling of reality, things will always suddenly involve you in a scene that you never thought about, when you don't expect it.

With the translucent dark green sè unknown film, it turned into a little flying fluorescence in the light sound of a bang, and after it merged into the silver-haired and blue-eyed man's body, Mu Yuchen and Sephiroth's first meeting began. At this time, the gentle breeze that came from nowhere made the salsa of those golden maple leaves blowing, and the two who met for the first time were equally silent.

Mu Yuchen felt that there seemed to be some inexplicable difference between the Saphiroth on the other side and the split consciousness that existed through Huo Méng's Cruise body.

But the moment the other party appeared, the dark essence full of the aura of destruction, brought Mu Yuchen too deep the image, and for a while he regarded this perception as an illusion.

Mu Yuchen had the opportunity to take the lead in giving the other party a little trouble and interference. That's right, it's just trouble and interference, Mu Yuchen knows very well who he is facing, and he knows that there is only one hole card in his hand now. So Mu Yuchen gave up the meaningless small actions and chose to wait and see what he did.

The golden palm-shaped leaves fluttering in the wind naturally leave vague traces in the air. Based on the number projected by Mu Yuchen's fantasy and ability, the average size can be compared to the trees in nature that have undergone hundreds of years of baptism, and the two in silence are standing in the reflection of the golden maple tree, "perceiving each other's existence with curiosity."

From the gaps in the lush foliage of the tall trees, the soft and warm sunlight scattered to the ground is full of the unique comfort of autumn. Another rather intense burst of water suddenly blew out, retreating countless leaves into the air, and the flying golden maple leaves passed between the two of them, and the faint sunlight was refracted onto them.

Every thief will have some psychological deviations when facing the thief, and the same should be the case for the thief. What's more, what Mu Yuchen stole was not ordinary finances, what he stole and peeped at was Sephiroth's heart and strength, and no strong person would let go of such a bad thief!

However, the facts seem to have once again verified the so-called truth: "useless garbage that can be trampled on and modified at will in the eyes of the strong, or even simply discarded." Mu Yuchen was very suspicious of Sephiroth's calmness at the moment, and the silver-haired angel didn't seem to be in a hurry to make a move, which was undoubtedly unexpected by him again. But it was obvious that this situation was very suitable for Mu Yuchen's intentions, and this fact also proved the wisdom of his previous choice, so he continued calmly in a wordless tacit understanding.

The silver-haired angel's turquoise pupils were like a real rest, sliding on Mu Yuchen's body with great penetration. Sephiroth's gaze, supported by his strong will, was as solid as the light emitted by the jī light scanner, and it seemed to penetrate Mu Yuchen's consciousness-converging body, revealing all the secrets hidden in his heart.

Mu Yuchen looked at the other party quite calmly and quietly, completely ignoring the false information transmitted to his spiritual perception by the silver-haired angel's huge coercion. Genova's illusion ability for non-parasitic beings is at most equal to the strength of the ghost skeleton in the past, not to mention that the current Mu Yuchen is only a collection of consciousness, and there is no interference from the various jī elements secreted by the body, which causes confusion and sensory effects.

But even without considering the subtle illusion, the spiritual coercion contained in the silver-haired angel's gaze was enough to destroy the belief of most of the weak-willed.

From Mu Yuchen's spiritual feelings, the weight of the spiritual pressure released by Fang Jing was not inferior to the water pressure at a depth of four thousand meters in the deep sea, and for the first time, he was very glad that he had chosen the golden bell jar to cultivate.

"Beautiful place! It's the first time we've met! I guess I don't need to introduce myself! The silver-haired angel quickly stopped the meaningless temptation, and suddenly Mu Yuchen felt a sense of relaxation all over his body, and Sephiroth, who turned his gaze slightly, turned his gaze more to the natural scenery projected around him, and said with a subtle smile on his face that was slightly jerky.

The man named Safei Luocheng did not have the slightest ingredient in his smile at the moment, and what made Mu Yuchen even more unacceptable was that there was a certain taste of nostalgia in that smile. Mu Yuchen, who felt that his facial expression had completely collapsed, involuntarily reached out and rubbed his kryptonite eyes, which had completely failed to feel any light. God testified that Mu Yuchen was only an ideology now, and his body was completely simulated by a collection of consciousness, but he really felt it as if he had seen it with his own eyes at that moment. ,

"So, this, uh! Excuse me! ”。” Mu Yuchen, who felt that his head seemed to be a little stuck, kept moving his thinking comparable to a supercomputer, organizing the language of this **-type xìng-like Sephiroth, and it took a few seconds of precious time for him to say with difficulty: "May I ask if you are really Sephiroth?" ”

"Yes! There will be people in this world pretending to be me! "The smell of nostalgia fades away with the wind like a hallucination, the silver hair that dances with the wind is full of flow, the special mō-like leather coat swings naturally, and the seemingly gentle voice is full of irrefutable courage, which is the unique Sephiroth in this world." Someone will be able to impersonate me! ”

"There will be someone in this world pretending to be me!" What Mu Yu Chenchong read in this affirmative sentence is the Saphiros who destroyed the Shinra, and the envoy who almost destroyed the planet. Yes! Sephiroth is the enemy of the entire world, and no one would be stupid enough to impersonate him, because that would be almost a stupid act of suicide, and no one with the slightest sense would do it.

"Someone will be able to impersonate me!" What Sephiroth said at the end of this sentence contains the self-confidence of the invincible person who conquers the planet, the dignity and solitude of the person who has absolute strength, and the faint loneliness that stands at the peak of the world. Yes! There is no one who can become Sephiroth, and Sephiroth is only the only one who exists.

I don't know why! Mu Yuchen's mind suddenly appeared, Saphiroth in the Final Fantasy Seven Core Crisis. At that time, Sephiroth was a hero who belonged to the HRE, "not a villain who changed the world with a wave of his hand, and finally BOOP" At that time, Sephiroth used his mobile phone, and would communicate with his teammates who he agreed with, and would apologize for his mistakes, and even occasionally tell some bad jokes that made people confused.

Mu Yuchen's perception once again rose to that kind of strange feeling that seemed indescribable, but this time he clearly captured the difference between the Sephiroth in front of him and the split consciousness, which seemed to be about the difference in the composition of people, yes! The Sephiroth in front of Mu Yuchen's eyes is "more capable of being human than the one that the split consciousness feels."

"That's right! Sephiroth is the only one! However, Sephiroth is also different! Mu Yuchen, who had grasped something, seemed to be out of bounds, and responded to Sephiroth with such inexplicable words, he was testing something that should exist in common sense, which might be another hole card in this encounter.

"You seem to know me well! No! It should be said that it is very knowledgeable! The silver-haired angel didn't hide his surprised expression, it was obvious that Sephiroth understood the meaning of Mu Yuchen's words, which seemed to be vaguely implied" The cold light in his green eyes suddenly flickered and continued: "Can you give me some explanation!" I'm curious! ”

"It's just a curiosity about the former heroes of the HRE! Although the HRE have been destroyed from the surface, their potential is still there, and there are more than enough documents for you! "Mu Yuchen can't say that I have been playing games all your life You have seen, so all the black cauldron will be completely borne by Shenluo, anyway, this is the most reasonable and appropriate explanation.

"Once a hero of the HRE!" Mu Yuchen's deliberate words seemed to "touch this supervillain who should have been cold-blooded and ruthless, killing people and destroying the world." As if a little distracted muttering the words, the cold light in Sephiroth's turquoise vertical pupils seemed to dissipate and dissolve at that moment, and then the seemingly indifferent Angel of Destruction was gone.

Then the ultra-long sword that flashed with cold light was authentic, and the incomparable power of Wutao was condensed in the glow, "Lightning tore through the imaginary air in the space, and slashed horizontally towards the waist of Mu Yuchen's body. Mu Yuchen, who built the world realm, was a body that was gathered by consciousness, and he experienced a completely different perception from before.

Through the split consciousness in Huo Méng Cruise's doppelganger, "Mu Yuchen, who felt the authentic swing in Sephiroth's hands, experienced the power of slashing everything in the wielding sword, even if time and space were under the long knife of the silver-haired angel, it seemed that the final outcome was just a one-two breaks."

And at this moment, after reversing the angle of feelings, Mu Yuchen was experiencing the opponent of Sephiroth, and when facing the authentic super-long knife that didn't seem to be very extraordinary, just a sharp super-long knife, it seemed to be surging from the bottom of his heart, it was the call of death that his life was completely controlled by the opponent. ,

Although he had known for a long time that Sephiroth's sword technique was almost superb, but at the moment when he personally experienced that even the most ordinary cultivation technique was also infused with the idea of being incomparably powerful, Mu Yuchen experienced the true strength of the authentic one. The incomparable sword intent of the vast and vast dàngdàng locked on Mu Yuchen's existence in an instant, and it continuously impacted his spiritual will.

The extra-long sword, which seemed to be only two fingers together at most, was expanding in Mu Yuchen's perception. That long knife and the basic concept of the direction that devoured all of Mu Yuchen's perceptions, up and down, left and right, southeast, northwest, and northwest, had been completely erased by the authentic sect, and that knife was all the worldly realms that he could perceive.

Facing Mu Yuchen for the first time with Sephiroth's long knife of destruction and death, his spirit and temperament were completely overwhelmed by the other party. The delicate perception made the time flow speed in Mu Yuchen's consciousness slow down hundreds of times compared to the inherent enchantment space, although this handle could not help him get out of the predicament at the moment, but it gave Mu Yuchen a little bit of a chance.

With the perceptual blessing provided by the entire world realm, Mu Yuchen's perception is far more delicate than his own limit, and the principle of the authentic long knife is being presented in a subtle way. The detailed data about Sephiroth's sword skills and abilities that had been ingested through the split consciousness body was like a boiling flood in Mu Yuchen's thoughts, and it was constantly being digested at an astonishing speed through comparison.

Angles, strengths, body techniques, movements, countless pieces of information were combined and changed in Mu Yuchen's thoughts, and his seemingly solidified spiritual momentum became active. Mu Yuchen's ethereal pupils were bloodshot at the moment, constantly vaguely undulating tendons, tendons and blood vessels,

His body swelled up in an instant, and then the incomparably strong sense of survival took advantage of his wisdom, and he struggled like a trapped beast in a cage, "Breaking the point carried by Sephiroth's deadly long knife, which seemed to be indestructible, showed a little vitality in front of Mu Yuchen's eyes, so all his strength exploded at this moment.

The mind is the foundation of human existence and all activities, and Mu Yuchen mobilized all the forces of the relics planet to construct an insemi-finished inherent enchantment, although only the existence of his consciousness is a collection of his consciousness, but it also encompasses all his strength, into the body with the same subtle structure as the physical body.

If Sephiroth's authenticity in this world realm cuts Mu Yuchen's entire waist into two, then the damage that seems to exist at the spiritual level will conform to the mysterious connection between the spirit, the spirit and the **, which cannot be described in words, is reflected on Mu Yuchen's flesh and blood body in the material realm, "In the same way, the amount of power in his flesh and blood body is also reflected in this world.

The translucent gossip that fluttered and rushed into the sky was like a dark gold ancient bell engraved with five Buddha heads on the surface of the entity, a diamond-shaped sword blade floating out of the water bō-shaped road in the void, and a spherical protective shield composed of transparent scales superimposed on each other, Mu Yuchen's ability to be described as a comprehensive mobilization under the crisis, and even the heart in the xiōng cavity was glowing with the light of holy life.

The spherical shield formed by the Force was like papier-mâché paste, "shattering in an instant under the authenticity of Sephiroth's hand." The protective ability of the circling and flying translucent gossip images did not have much improvement compared to the former, and they were also directly defeated under the slightest contact, and at this moment, only the quaint bell of the dark gold sèze was left in front of the deadly blade.

The continuous refining of the talisman ability was easily torn apart by the authentic one, and it did not make Mu Yuchen feel any of the same emotions. With the help of the dark gold and the simple bell, "At this moment, Mu Yuchen realized that the True Yuan Gang Qi in his body was leaping to an over-limit state under the thorn of death. Mu Yuchen's lowered hands flashed with strange brilliance, as if something was suppressed and hidden in them.

Zhengzong's incomparably sharp blade touched the Dark Gold Ancient Bell" Suddenly, in this world realm constructed by Mu Yuchen's consciousness, there was a slight heavy bell ringing. The unique demonic energy contained in the blade of the sword" and the pure qi that constituted the Dark Gold Ancient Bell burst out with a faint and hidden jī fierce conflict, and the speed of Zhengzong's progress suddenly slowed down, and this talisman martial art of the gold level finally showed its own magnificent face.

"Huh!" This was Sephiroth Lù with a subtle expression of surprise, as if he felt very incredible that Mu Yuchen was able to do so much. Then the silver-haired angel trajectory naturally rotated reflexively, adding the amount of force to the main body of the waist tuǐ, and the slightly stagnant blade then became more ferocious. ,

With the help of the Force Shield, the internal gossip of the Outer Heaven Chapter, and the subtle time fought by the three of the tenth level of the Golden Bell Jar, Mu Yuchen's feet suddenly took a series of extremely strange steps. Echoing the law of the sixty-four hexagrams of the Book of Changes, at the moment when the golden bell jar was cut off and broken by the authentic one, Mu Yuchen was strangely moved out of the scope of the authentic sword light, and avoided being solved by one knife at the last moment.

The posture and steps are chic and ethereal, even if it is the special xìng who escapes for his life, it also makes Mu Yuchen's movements not stained with the slightest frustration at all. In an instant, he avoided the authentic sect with the secret of Ling Bō's micro-step, and then Mu Yuchen made another move that made Sephiroth full of surprise in his expression.

The first encounter almost split in two, and any next forward choice in a normal state is to dodge, after all, this choice is reasonable in the face of Sephiroth. But Mu Yuchen's understanding and perception of Sephiroth's sword technique could far surpass any of his previous opponents, and he knew very well that this choice was tantamount to looking for death.

No matter how Saphiroth is swordsmanship, pace or body technique, Mu Yuchen has learned from the opponent's consciousness movement, and he knows very well that there is only one core of this silver master's move, that is, he keeps attacking and attacking again until he kills the opponent with the authenticity in his hand. Sephiroth doesn't have the word defense in his combat philosophy, and even dodging is just a better offense.

In the face of such a madman's attacking xìng supernatural sword master, the only result that will appear in the normal state of the option is that in the endless continuous blades of Sephiroth, the opponent will be able to eat up the ability little by little, and finally fall into the battle rhythm of the silver-haired angel towards the fate of death.

"So if you want to find a chance of survival, you have to create a little gap in Sephiroth's offensive and activate the card I'm hiding!" After the survival consciousness broke free from the powerful will that belonged to Sephiroth that was condensed in the authentic realm, Mu Yuchen's sanity regained and found the only way to survive from the message transmitted by the split consciousness.

Mu Yuchen's figure suddenly jumped forward, and Ling Bō stepped out of a strange path under his feet, sticking to Sephiroth who had just completed the rotation of his body with a rapid speed and turned the authentic one to him again. The tyrannical thunder light jumped wildly in Mu Yuchen's hands, and the next moment, the dark blue and silver reflected the blood and burst out. @。