"Little brother, my knife is a swing and a kill!"

A sword slashed through Mo Wen's shield, and looking at the victory that was close at hand, the two house kings laughed.

Although the 'Sheath Fu' in his hand is said to be a failed work, it is only because it is impossible to make a matching scabbard, in terms of sharpness and smoothness alone, this knife is already at the apex of all slashing knives, no matter how you cut it, it will not be damaged, even blood cannot stain the blade, and the moment the Mo Wen shield appears, it is destined to be cut off by this knife.

And on the opposite side of him, the Qilin Temple, which was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, also showed a smile that had succeeded in his conspiracy, at the beginning he grabbed Mo Wen's knife not to prevent Mo Wen from drawing his knife back to defense, but to make him think that the means of himself and others was to attack one person in front and one person to sneak attack in the back, and after restricting his knife, give him a hard blow.

They had obtained Mo Wen's information from the Corpse Soul Realm, and they knew that Mo Wen had a slashing knife that could protect his body, so as long as Mo Wen carelessly thought that their attack was just like this, and used the shield to block the knife of the two houses, then their victory would be in hand.

The truth is just as they expected, overconfidence finally let this teenager kill himself!

Just looking at the approaching blade, Mo Wen shook his head.

"Your knife is a swing and a kill, so is your people the same?"

I don't know when, a blurred mask has appeared on Mo Wen's face.

The shield that had been severed by the 'sheath' of the two house kings turned back into a cloud of flowing water in an instant, writhing and spinning. Then a large hand jerked out of the flowing water, and grasped the arm of the two ya-grip knives, strong enough to crush the rock.

The second king of the house was stunned. The blade that was close at hand could never fall again.

Immediately after that, the other arm in the flowing water also stretched out suddenly, and then the head, torso, and legs, almost in the blink of an eye, a bull's head was standing in front of Ermeiwu, the powerful breath, the awe-inspiring murderous aura was so overwhelming that people couldn't breathe, and the strong arm grabbed Wang Yue and never let go.

"Guards!"

Feeling the powerful spiritual pressure of the bull's head on the opposite side, the face of the two houses changed. Drink straight up.

"In!" ×N！

From behind him, several slashing knives appeared, turning into beautiful girls in the air.

Some have a mouth. A scorching flame erupted, heading straight for Niu Touxu's head, and some of the hair braids at the back of his head extended like long snakes, wrapping around Niu Touxu's neck. Others pulled out their own teeth. It turned into a huge hammer and swung it down with a slam of arms.

Bang!

Flames, long hair, and a giant hammer, in an instant, the bull's head was drowned in the attack of the two house guards, splashing a large cloud of smoke.

But in the smoke, the arm that grabbed Wang Yue was still so strong and powerful.

The next moment, a strong wind pressure violently blew away the smoke, and in front of the two houses, the bull head had already lowered its head. Between its two horns, the incomparably powerful spiritual pressure compressed into a ball. It swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the power to destroy the mière was faintly visible.

"You should have gotten a lot of information about my Slashing Sword from the Corpse Soul Realm, but have you thought about it, have you learned the whole truth?"

In the powerful spiritual pressure fluctuation, Mo Wen laughed, he looked at the Qilin Temple Tian Shilang in front of him, whose face was pale, and said playfully.

"-You goddamn little ghost! Run, two-piece! ”

The hurried screams could not shake the cruel reality in the slightest, and in the desperate gaze of the Qilin Temple, Wang Xu's flash directly exploded the upper body of Wang Yue of the two houses, shooting straight into the sky in the distance, and slamming down the entire Zero Leaving Temple.

"You guy!"

In the midst of the strong wind, Qilin Temple looked at the half-cut body of Ermeiwu falling to the ground, his eyes were red, and one hand let go of Mo Wen, and pressed directly on his oars.

"I'm going to kill you!"

A strong force came from the oars, pressing the blade towards Mo Wen's head, and it was hard to imagine that this was actually sent by this seemingly ordinary man in front of him.

It's just that Mo Wen smiled, and the hand holding the black blade slammed into force.

The next moment, the Qilin Temple Tian Shilang felt an overwhelming force coming from the oars, and the black blade that could still be restrained instantly reversed, one hand to two hands, but Mo Wen directly pulled the golden bijia of the Qilin Temple out, and then the short knife inserted in his abdomen was also easily lifted by Mo Wen, and by the way, a wide wound was also picked up in the abdomen of the Qilin Temple, almost splitting him in two.

Without mercy, Mo Wen swung his freed twin blades and slashed towards the Qilin Temple.

At this time, how could Qilin Temple not understand that he had fallen into Mo Wen's trap from the very beginning, with this kind of strange power, he couldn't even delay at all, let alone restrain the other party's knife.

"Who do you think I am, little ghost? I'm a thunderbolt! ”

His eyes were slightly red, and in the face of the threat of death, the Qilin Temple stepped forward with a force, and he stepped out in an instant, which was able to break away before the two black lightning bolts came.

"I know, but you're going to die even if it's Thunderbolt!"

It's just that his footsteps have just stopped, but Mo Wen has appeared behind him silently, the hideous bone mask shining faintly in the sunlight.

"Kill!"

The black blade was like a black storm, and almost in an instant, dozens of streamers flashed.

"-You!"

After the streamer, the eyes of the Kirin Temple Tenshiro widened, and he trembled and wanted to say something, but the next moment one after another wounds burst open on his body, and the whole person was like paper cut by scissors, shattered.

Throwing the blood of the blade casually, Mo Wen didn't even look at the corpses of the Qilin Temple and the two houses, and jumped from the top of Beiming Kunpeng's head with a jump, and came to the front of the black-bearded monk.

"One soldier of the main department, now it's your turn!"

Mo Wen put his hands on his chest in front of him, looked at the last member of Team Zero, and said lightly-

The main headquarters of the soldiers looked at the Kirin Temple and the two houses that died tragically. He looked at the captured Shushu and Shutara and sighed slightly, let go of Beiming Kunpeng with both palms, and then slowly removed his huge brush from his back. Stood in front of him.

"Don't call me by name, little ghost!"

Huge palms are overwhelming, like a rushing train with the sound of whistling wind.

The wind blew the curtain in front of his forehead, and in the face of this powerful blow, Mo Wen only stretched out a palm indifferently.

Bang!

The palms of two hands, one large and one small, very different, collided together, and the hurricane blew away the surrounding clouds.

The eyes of the soldier commander narrowed, in front of him. With such a very thin palm, Mo Wen actually stopped his thousand-mile heavenly palm without retreating.

The strength attribute has reached the A-level with the blessing of the treasure and the inherent ability, and the Tongtian Palm, which is extremely powerful in the world of death, is nothing in Mo Wen's opinion.

Twisted his neck from side to side. There was a rattling sound, and Mo Wen continued to hold one hand against the huge palm, while the other hand was raised in a fist.

"Hah!"

With a loud shout, Mo Wen's fist smashed down like a heavy cannon.

Click, click. The sound of bone cracking kept ringing. The palm of the soldier commander was slammed back, and the thick arm was strangely bent.

"Oops, oops, what a terrible strange power!"

Quietly took over the broken arm, and the main department of the soldier shook his arm while teasing with a relaxed expression, but there was a solemn look of jealousy in his eyes.

"I can't help it. It's just a little ghost, but I'm going to kill you! ”

Wielding a huge brush. The main department of the soldier was killed directly.

With fists and kicks added, knives and pens raised at the same time, in the blink of an eye, he and Mo Wen were already in a battle.

The pen walks the dragon and snake, splashes ink to paint, and the huge brush in the hands of the main department of the soldier makes it superb, almost no less than the weapon of any Death Sword Master.

It's a pity that in terms of martial arts alone, he has fought in different worlds, and Mo Wen, who can be called a master in the martial arts world, is not much taller than him.

Blood flowed down his thick arm, and the great monk dodged Mo Wen's other long black knife at a speed that was extremely incommensurate with his figure, and retreated backwards with his injured arm, rolling and jumping, looking a little wolf.

"That's all?" Mo Wen didn't pursue, just stood in place and asked lightly, but he couldn't tell whether he was lost or happy.

And the opposite soldier is holding his arm and smiling bitterly, his brush before liberation, the ability to "cut the name without cutting the meat", can attack the opponent's body when reducing half of its power, but in the process of just fighting, he, a kendo master, did not even touch a piece of the corner of his clothes, but he was slashed himself, after boasting about Haikou, this is a bit ironic.

You'll have to show some real skills!

Taking a deep breath, the main department of the army thought silently in his heart.

"Dye it black! One word! ”

With a low cry from him, the tip of the brush at the tip of the brush will turn into a blade, like a huge ball of meat, and the main part of the soldier will bounce over.

"Sixty-two of the bound road, a hundred steps to do it!"

Pillars of white light swept towards Mo Wen.

"Breaking the road, the three ways of 'iron wind killing'"

A dragon head appears in the palm of the hand, and a hurricane spits out of the dragon head.

The pillars of light filled the sky, the hurricane roared, and after using his true skills, the main department of the soldiers was two powerful ghost paths in an instant, and the average captain could only hold a grudge under these two moves.

But in the face of such might, Mo Wen can still be contemptuous.

The bone armor blood blade popped out layer by layer, forming thousands of scale-like shields in an instant, and with the support of Mo Wen's powerful spiritual pressure, it was obviously difficult for a simple spirit attack to break through its defenses.

Bang!

Sure enough, both the pillar of light and the hurricane had lost their strength after breaking through the layers of protection, and they could stop in front of the last dozen or so armors.

But the soldiers who came later didn't seem to see it, and still waved a word and cut it down.

While!

Although the momentum was not small, the power of this blow was unexpectedly small, and the sword of Yiwen was stopped without even cutting a single piece of armor, except for leaving a little ink on the bone armor blood blade, there was almost no effect.

"That's all?"

After the armor, Mo Wen's face showed a malicious smile for some reason.

"That's the only way?"

Drawing his knife and retreating, the main department of the soldier jumped a few steps, but said with a smile, "Next, you will know what I have done!" ”

"Sixty-two of the bound road, a hundred steps to do it!"

"Breaking the road, the three ways of 'iron wind killing'"

The same two blows of the ghost path blasted out, and Mo Wen also unfurled the bone armor blood blade again.

One qiē was the same as the last time, and after breaking dozens of armors, the two attacks on the ghost path were stopped again, and there was no change.

"W-How is this possible!"

It was obvious that he had experienced something once, but the main department of the army seemed to see something incredible, and his eyes widened suddenly.

"This is impossible, the name of your sword has obviously been defeated by 'Yiwen', it should have lost its power!"

"Should?" Hearing these two words, Mo Wen suddenly lowered his head, and his shoulders trembled.

"-Hahaha!"

Tears almost burst into laughter from the corners of his eyes, and Mo Wen wiped the corners of his eyes as he asked towards the main department.

"Soldier Commander, you said that you deprived me of the name of the Slashing Sword, then let me ask you, what was the original name of my Slashing Sword?"

The main department of the soldier was stunned for a moment, and then said casually: "Of course it is-"

The voice stopped abruptly, and the mind was empty, and the main department suddenly found that he couldn't even call the name of the Mo Wen Slashing Knife.

Sweat flowed down the forehead of the soldier commander, and his heart was full of horror.

As the key person who originally named everything in the Corpse Soul Realm, he knew the true name of each Grim Reaper's Slashing Knife, even those that had not yet been born, although Mo Wen's Slashing Knife was unique, but in the end it was formed under the influence of the power of this world, and theoretically its name should also be known by the Commander of the Army.

Even if you take a step back, the main department of the army cannot know the name of Mo Wen's slashing knife by ability, but in several battles in the corpse soul world, Mo Wen did not hide the name of his slashing knife, and the information for the zero team recorded these things, and the main department of the army also saw it with his own eyes, but when it came to the end, he couldn't name Mo Wen's slashing knife.

No, it's not that I can't know, but I can't know, and I can't even be sure if it exists, although the slashing knife that is obviously Mo Wen appears in front of him, but he just can't be sure whether Mo Wen has a slashing knife, this strange feeling makes the main department of the soldiers uncomfortable and almost vomits blood.

And opposite him, looking at the main army department that was very distressed and like a fish in his throat, the corners of Mo Wen's mouth showed a 'understanding' smile, and he comforted the main department softly.

"It's okay, you can't name my slashing knife, it's not your fault! Even your Spirit King, who claims to know the future, will not be able to hand over the name of my sword even if I sue him to his face, and he will not even be able to call my name! ”

"'Zero', this is the name of my ability, thanks to the great Friend Habach Ancestor, who gave me this ability!"

"—even he himself can't escape Zero's magic, which makes me feel a little regretful." (To be continued......)

PS: Supplement, it should be all over, one more a day.