The sound of soldiers clashing with each other was heard, and sparks splattered out from the friction between the axe blades and the scythe.

Chuanliu could feel that the opponent's strength was not weaker than him, and the attacker was repelled by him just now because the iron hand of Chuanliu was harder and had some advantages.

And in this purple mist, there has been a sizzling sound of corrosion coming out of Chuanliu's body, but his body repair speed is also very fast, this corrosion can't help him, it can only weaken the hardness of his body surface.

At this moment, the scythe suddenly retracted, and its hook blade was partially stuck in the black cut and pulled back, trying to snatch the black cut from the river's hand.

And when the river flows, the body bends slightly and the center of gravity sinks, and the feet directly crush the ground under the force, imprinted into the ground, the body does not waver, and the hand holding the black cut is also as steady as Mount Tai.

The scythe and the black cut jammed each other, and neither of the attackers nor the river made any other moves, but fought hard at the same time.

To be honest, this ghost is still the first time he has encountered an opponent with equal strength.

When I met Miko before, my strength was still relatively weak, and I was suppressed a lot, and the ghosts I met later were not as strong as when I was in Chuanru.

Now this ghost is kind of interesting......

The two sides were in a stalemate for about ten seconds, and both arms made a creaking sound, and the skeletal muscles were trembling and twisting under the force.

But the black cut and the scythe were still firmly stuck together, and neither could tear off the other's weapons.

The power of the two is comparable.

"In that case......"

"Blazing Feather: Burning Feather!"

The blazing white light instantly appeared and skyrocketed into wings, and more than a dozen scorching feathers shot forward.

When the river was about to force the other party to let go, he didn't believe that the attacker could not dodge.

Moreover, the trajectory of the Burning Feather this time is more tricky, unless the attacker lets go and retreats, otherwise he will definitely be stabbed by the Burning Feather.

When the river flowed, it was more insidious, aiming at the other party's eyes, ear holes, and other places.

Because judging from the touch of the fists and palms just now, the attacker's body is also very hard, so he needs to attack the weak point.

But as expected by the river, but unexpectedly at the time of the river, the other party was indeed ready to let go and dodge.

But there were more than a dozen kunai sticking to a thick black-purple mist like substance, stabbing at his body in all directions as he shot out the scorching feathers.

The angle is also insidious and tricky, there are kunai eyes when he stabs the river, and there are also kunai ears when he stabs the river in a curve, and what is even more excessive is that there are three kunai that stab his lower yin.

Chuan Liu was speechless at first: "............"

(ㅍ_ㅍ)

Then he was furious: "Insidious villain! Cunning scoundrel! ”

(╬◣д◢)

This man was surprisingly in line with his thoughts.

Rushing to let go of the attacker at about the same time, he once again jerked out of the purple smoke.

Purple Smoke Kunai and Burning Feather both fell into the air at the same time, and the Scythe and Black Cutter fell to the ground at the same time, making a dull sound.

Looking at the purple smoke that occupied a radius of five meters in front of him, the river moved his mind, and the six wings appeared at the same time and a strong wind fanned out towards the purple smoke.

But the purple smoke shook only slightly, and there was no trace of it being blown away, and the strong wind pierced through the purple smoke, blowing the thick trees behind it into a hunting sound.

At this moment, the relatively scattered purple smoke began to change.

It was as if an invisible hand was stirring the purple smoke, which spun at high speed and compressed towards the center.

And the river calmly watched its changes, and in his eyes, the purple smoke gathered and changed, and soon became thick as water, clinging to the attacker's body.

At this time, Chuan Liushi saw the appearance of the attacker clearly, he had been fighting in the smoke before, his eyes were closed, and he had only seen his back before.

It was a thin and handsome man with a weeping face mask and blood-red eyes, dressed in a tattered black robe and with long-to-mid white hair.

On the attacker's right arm, there were also many loops of iron chains wrapped in a spiral pattern, which were the size of a baby's arm, and one section was held in the hand of the attacker, while the other end was tied to the handle of a war sickle on the ground.

"Huh? There are chains attached to the weapons, so ............"

So the attacker's right hand was forced, the chain tightened instantly, and then he brought the scythe stuck in the black cut into his hand.

When he glanced defiantly at the river, the attacker threw the black cut directly at the river, and then hooked his finger at the river.

Because of the obstacle of the crying face mask, I can't see his face when I go down, and I don't know what the other party is thinking.

When Kurokiri was thrown over, Kawaru subconsciously reached out and grabbed it, but two kunai with purple smoke attached to it stabbed Kawaru coldly into Kawaru's eyes.

"Is this what I just did?"

Chuanliu smiled slightly, and the iron hand was as fast as the wind, and directly grasped the two kunai in the palm of his hand.

As soon as the purple mist of Kuwu came into contact with the palm of his hand when he was in the middle of the stream, he had a feeling of fire burning, and a sneering corrosive sound came out of his hand.

These viscous water-like fumes are more corrosive, making the palms of the hands red and hot when the river flows, but they can't corrode and bleed after all.

As soon as the mind moved, even the red heat disappeared.

Chuan Liushi shook the black cut in his hand and smiled at it: "Come, let's decide the winner with a positive move." ”

I just wanted to yin me, see if I don't chop you with an axe!

Without waiting for the other to reply, Chuan Liu stomped vigorously on the ground, and a cobweb-like crack appeared, and his body rushed towards the attacker again like electricity.

The attacker didn't say a word, except for a circle of purple smoke that spread and clung to its scarlet scythe, like countless purple vipers, and the scythe's hook blade was its terrifying fangs.

At the same time, wisps of purple mist spread, but this mist was very thin, which only made it look a little more purple, and its corrosiveness almost disappeared.

This allows him to be aware of the space around him and not be deceived by illusions.

The black cut roared, the blade of the axe slashing through the assailant's neck.

The attacker, however, ignored the black cut and raised his scythe in both hands.

The figure disappeared when the river came from the front, and his real body slashed at the attacker from above again, but the attacker saw the reality of the reality.

However, the river sneered and slashed down towards the scythe, not caring about the opponent's block.

"Black Cut: Remnant Blade!"

The muscles of his arms bulged instantly, and the strange spirals twisted and knotted together, and the blood vessels wriggled out from under the skin like earthworms.

When the river flows, he condenses all the strength of his body in the position of his arms, which is the instant burst technique he learned from Panasonic.

The speed of the black chopping suddenly increased, and with a heavy momentum like a mountain, it slashed at the scythe in the attacker's hand.

"Boom!"

Under the mask of the weeping face, a look of horror flashed across the face.

The power on the black heavy axe more than doubled in an instant, and his strength was originally comparable to that of the river, but he didn't have the means to explode.

The force from the scythe, like a thousand pounds of boulders falling down suddenly, made the attacker's arms instantly rattle, and the bones were broken and dislocated.

When the river is unforgiving, he directly presses down the war sickle after adding three more points.

"Bang"

Kurokiri slashed towards the middle of the skull, but the attacker barely moved the scythe by a margin in his desperation, causing Kurokiri to shift slightly.

Still, it burst through the thick purple smoke and slashed into the assailant's shoulder blades.

The Black Cut only had a few more traces of rust from the scythe and the smoke from the slashing.

Chuan Liushi shook his head: "Is the result different?" It's just a little more struggle. ”