The momentum of the Mo army had already accumulated to the peak, and the momentum also exploded wildly with the sprint of the explosive step. This is a battle that Mo Jun has planned from the beginning, so this momentum has also been accumulated from the beginning, although he never thought that he would meet Sister Hua, but in his situation, even if he encounters the Heavenly King Lao Tzu now, he will cut it first! The blue energy in his body has become saturated, and no one knows what will happen next, so Mo Jun's previous behavior was not just a neurotic attack, but he had to do it. What's more, the Mo army can be said to have been longing for such a battle for a long time.

Mo Jun's own thinking is actually not quite normal, before he got the double knife, the most important thing in his life is the duty of an otaku, followed by novel and exciting things, and then life. And after obtaining the double sword, Mo Jun felt that his soul was full, the world was clean, and the sun of tomorrow would be better, so he was even more perverted! Although he called himself an otaku, since then, the most important thing in Mo Jun's life has become a desperate battle, followed by thrilling and strange things, then the duty of an otaku, and then a precious life. Under this distorted thinking, Mo Jun is very willing to exchange his life for mental stimulation and satisfaction, in a sense, Mo Jun and Jian Ba should be similar to a large extent, although they are not born for war, but they are also war-loving, if Mo Jun touches Jian Ba, it should be very compatible.

Therefore, Mo Jun unconsciously became excited after seeing Sister Hua, "Such a person, as my first opponent in the Corpse Soul Realm, is really too happy, and happiness is unreal." Then take a look and see if I can replace that more wooden Kenpachi!" "Soul Cryer, the soul roared, Mo Jun everything was raised to the extreme, and the surging battle intent frantically pressed on the other party.

Even Sister Hua was a little shocked, such a child, such a child with humble strength, could have such a surging and pure fighting intent, and such a fighting intent made her feel like she had never felt before, a boiling feeling. "Then, if you are really the one who can inherit the name of Kenpachi, take my sword!" With this feeling, although her sword was a temptation, she did not show mercy.

The chilling murderous aura stimulated Mo Jun's body was slightly numb, but almost instantly Mo Jun strengthened his mind, he took a deep breath, his whole body shook violently, and he paused violently in the rapid sprint. The thick white mist rose in the white knife, the muscles of the whole body were like tight springs, and the battle intent that radiated out suddenly condensed at this moment, and Mo Jun shouted: "Slash!"

The brilliant sword light burst out from behind him, and at this moment, the surging battle intent was completely contained, and the soul and the knife seemed to be fused with the only one, almost the whole person was integrated into this knife, this would be the pinnacle of the knife, the perfect knife! Mo Jun had every reason to believe that even if the other party was Sister Hua, he might not be able to take this knife!

That's right, this knife is indeed perfect enough, so perfect that even Sister Hua was stunned for a moment. However, having said so much and only about the future, Mo Jun forgot a very important issue. That is, the current Mo Jun is only thirteen or fourteen years old, and his height is only a little more than one meter four, although his physical foundation has not only not degraded, but has also improved a little. However, it was too short, too short for a knife! His arm span was not enough to pull out such an extra-long knife that was one meter eight long in this way! So, at this time, a scene that made people cry and laugh appeared.

At the moment when the momentum of the Mo army rose to the peak, the white knife that was about to be unsheathed was stuck in the sheath without any suspense after making an unpleasant friction sound! The battle intent that had just reached the apex was naturally held back, and the powerful pulling force of the knife stumbled for a while, and this momentary backlash made the Mo army uncontrollably spewed out a blood mist in the sky! Even the pupils were directly dilated! The impact of this moment could almost completely destroy his body and soul, and even the flower of U Yachiryu was a little stunned, even she was ready to be injured by the blow just now, but such a stunning slash ended with such a ridiculous result. She is proficient in the way of replying, and she knows very well that this kind of backlash may even be shattered, although it is a pity, but it is better to cut it down, and give this strange boy a dignified death.

The sword slashed in an icy arc, but the boy who was supposed to die miraculously forcibly twisted his body and used the half-unsheathed blade to slash her sword. However, there was no imaginary counterattack, and the block just now was like a flashback. The next moment the boy was knocked away like a cannonball, and slammed into a tree with a loud bang, and the tree fell in response, raising a cloud of dust.

"Is it back to the light?" Sister Hua couldn't help muttering to herself. Indeed, that kind of situation is like being defenseless and even the spirit belt ** has suffered his strongest blow, and it has erupted from the body! With that level of attack, I am afraid that the opponent's soul will be exploded in an instant, and the death can not be re-died. But what's the deal with that block? Is the child's soul so strong?

At this moment, in the place filled with smoke and dust, Mo Jun staggered to his feet. Sister Hua's judgment was not wrong at all, the backlash just now was like accidentally swallowing the hot C4 bomb that she had set up by herself and was still hot into her stomach. Even he himself didn't have any hope of survival at that moment, but he didn't expect that he would die in such a ridiculous way, but at the critical moment, the power of the backlash that should have erupted disappeared as if it was swallowed by something! Mo Jun, who found this, didn't have time to be stunned at all, because if it was too late, he would be directly beheaded by Sister Hua in a different way and die. Instinctively, he twisted his body and used the white knife to hit the oncoming slashing knife, but because of the hasty action and unstable footing, coupled with the huge difference in strength, he was knocked away by the knife together, so the scene just now appeared.

Due to instinctive self-preservation, Mo Jun did not have any serious injuries, but Mo Jun's condition was not very good. For some reason, Mo Jun at this moment only felt as if his body was stuffed with long needles, and there was no pain in his body. But Mo Jun didn't care about this, what happened just now made Mo Jun really understand his current self. Although the price paid is really huge, but the person is not dead, is he? Mo Jun took a deep breath, forcibly pressed the tearing pain in *, and looked at the Hatsune vest on his body that had become very dirty with some distress. Untie the double knives on his back, and then carefully take off the vest and fold it and press the unsheathed black knife on it, this is the only vest that symbolizes his status as a great otaku, and he must protect it in peace. As for the black knife, with his current size, two such long knives couldn't be used at all, so just one was enough.

Mo Jun pulled out the white knife stuck in the sheath with force, threw the scabbard aside, and looked directly at Sister Hua with the white knife in his hand. He felt the sharp pain in his body, and his face unconsciously revealed a trace of hideousness, and the originally collapsed battle intent condensed again.

"Do you still want to fight? With your physical condition, you know you're invincible. Sister Hua's tone was still flat.

"Of course!" Mo Jun replied without hesitation, and although there was a hint of trilling in his voice, a bloodthirsty and crazy aura slowly rose. Mo Jun put the knife across his chest, the previous frivolity no longer existed, a crazy smile appeared on his face, and his voice revealed an iron-blooded roar: "Aren't I still dead!"