“……“

At this moment, Black Death Mou was silent.

But with the silence of Black Death Mou, the momentum emanating from his body became more terrifying and more amazing. "Gollum ......"

Black Death Mou slowly raised his knife, and the knife suddenly made a wriggling sound, and gradually lengthened and deformed.

It didn't take long for the knife in Black Death's hand to completely change its appearance, turning into a huge long knife, and pieces of spike-like blades grew on the blade, which was extremely intimidating.

Obviously, the knife in Black Death Mou's hand was not an ordinary knife. It was a demon blade forged from his own flesh and blood.

Black Death's Blood Demon Technique is the ability to arbitrarily transform the flesh into a blade, and the generated blade can also freely emit the same blade wind and moon blade as the Moon Breath Sword Technique, and when used in conjunction with the breathing method, the effect is far beyond that of ordinary blood ghost arts.

Therefore, Black Death Mou is a ghost of swords, not only because he is a ghost swordsman who knows how to use breathing methods, but also because he is a sword himself, a knife, every piece of flesh and blood on his body can be turned into a blade, and even if the knife is damaged, it can be instantly regenerated, and like this, with the liberation of Black Death Mou's power, it has evolved into a special-shaped weapon with a wrong blade.

"Boom--"

Li Ge quickly put the knife into the sheath and spoke indifferently. "Breath of the Moon, Pick-up Type, Piercing Slash, Luo Yue", "Defeat You--- Black Death Mou (Jiguo Iwatsu)", "Breath of the Sun, Type of Land, Scorching Bone and Burning Sun." Rig emerged from the flames and was able to fall back under the ground.

Black Death Mou faced Li Ge, who was close at hand, and resolutely slashed out eight giant full moon wheel-shaped sword qi that swirled and retreated. "Breath of the Moon, Shape of the Land, Moon Rainbow, Lonely Moon!"

"You're right out there, right behind their faces"

Under the black death mou who roared like this, a sword aura that had never been seen before broke out.

However, Rig's figure swept out, and the Dawn Sun directly evaporated the giant blade wind, burning up the Black Death's slash, and slashing across my body in a completely unresponsive state.

I'm strong.

Being able to create a breathing method like the Breath of the Moon, and studying it to that point, is enough to prove that Black Death Mou himself is also a swordsmanship genius.

"They weren't so young! There are people in such eyes! It's amazing!" You know what they're looking at......"

And the Black Death Mou Jing was completely the wrath of Gu Shockwave, rushing behind Wen Yan's face, and swinging a crescent moon-shaped slash at me.

The mural behind Rieg is still a sun mural. In the clear sound of the knife, Wen Yan drew the knife.

"What they're looking at is the future of humanity...... Look at the glorious path...... It's a small ideal that anyone will sincerely admire and admire when they see it......"

In the face of such a small slash, there was no way to avoid it under the ground, and even the stone pillars standing behind Rig were cut off and collapsed, so that Rig could only jump to his feet, allowing the huge slash like a horse to graze the soles of his feet and slash at the wall in front of him.

Such an overwhelming slashing storm once again made Rige avoidable. "Moon Breath Qi Shape Doom Mirror Moon Reflection" Black Death Mou made such a statement very suddenly.

The "Phantasmal Sunrainbow" ---- a specialized dodge dance that uses low-speed twists and whirls to turn the user into a swaying afterimage, a mirage that exists, avoiding enemy attacks while bullying and retreating from the enemy's dead end.

"Boom"

Black Death Mou suddenly slashed out several huge moon-shaped blade winds, turning the slash into stormy waves, turning into an overwhelming storm, and blasted towards Wen Yan.

It was broken to fight against the pillars of the retreat, and Wen Yan was only against every sword type of the breath of the sun before the Dao was gone

to deepen understanding and comprehension, and has not yet integrated all the sword skills that have not been acquired.

The two figures fell one after another in the palace of the Dao, and at the same time fell to the ground.

And, I still touched two of them.

However, in the last second, Wen Yan's figure suddenly appeared. The two murals are the ones that depict the sun and the moon respectively. "Boom"

"Breath of the Sun, Wanton Type, Phantom Sun Rainbow." Black Death Mou is already silent.

In that case, a swirling slash of flames met the blade wind, colliding with it, causing a small explosion in midair.

That made Li Ge feel like he was in the intersecting places of the tornadoes, completely surrounded by the tornadoes, one was a big heart, and immediately it would be ground into minced flesh, and the bones remained.

Outside of the critical moment, Black Death Mou relied on his understanding of the breath of the sun and the survey of the transparent world, turned around in time and blocked the slash with the ghost blade.

"Boom"

Rig said the reason for this.

Li Ge immediately swung his scabbard and greeted it, as if it had exploded, blocking the furious sword qi and setting off an astonishing shockwave.

It was the first type of Moon Breath.

It was the weakest move created by Black Death Mou outside of his sword skills. Black Death Mou roared at Wen Yan. "Indeed...... They are small...... Very faint ......"

In other words, the Black Death Mou in this state is what it looks like with all his might.

The seemingly ordinary scabbard and the hideous demon blade rubbed against each other, causing the sparks to burst out like an explosion.

Black Death Mou didn't have the slightest intention of stopping, and continued to swing the Demon Blade, unleashing a slash that was huge enough to sweep through everything.

Under the blade of the Nichiren Knife, which is known as the divine sword, the red lines emit a sun-like brilliance, making the flames the same

rolled around Wen Yan's body, turning it into a round of sun.

Everything is outside that moment, and it returns to the Tao.

I still didn't draw my sword, I didn't let the hermit unsheath, but I used the scabbard to display the sword shape of the breath of the sun. But in their eyes...... There's never been a ...... for you."

Black Death Mou spoke out as he attacked Rig like that.

"I'm just like him...... The eyes are always looking behind them...... What target is the bad image looking at...... It's like looking at the place where you have to go...... It's dazzling...... It's also hateful ......."

"Bell by bell, bell by one", "This will defeat you first", "Are you satisfied?"

"Breath of the Sun, Pick-up Type, Fire Dance ......"

Such a miraculous skill proves that Rieg has also not regressed at all in those two months. "I want to go to the jade seat and want to find a miserable villain"

Rige met it quietly, bouncing off all the incoming slashes.

We turned our backs to each other, one with the blade of flame and the other with the knife of the demon.

Black Death was special, and he unleashed several intricate slashes at Rig who jumped into the air, turning the slashes into intertwined blades, sealing the path that Rig did not have.

Li Ge's brows furrowed slightly, and the end of his eyes seemed to glow, causing me to make a mistake in my steps, and my figure flashed, avoiding the vacuum slashes that broke away from the blade and the shockwaves of the few people one by one.

"Breath of the Moon, Nine Shapes, Falling Moon, Connecting Faces"

Two murals suddenly fell up from mid-air, one behind Rig and the other behind Black Death.

Then, Black Death Mou swung his knife. That sentence, in exchange for any response. It's a pity that my genius just ran into a demon.

The giant moon blade was attached to that huge slash, and it was like a match, and it slashed towards Lige.

Appeared in front of Black Death.

Even if it is the breath of the sun, in the mouth of Jiguo Yuanyi, there are only eighteen sword types, but there are no eighteen kinds of breath of the moon, which shows that the depth of the study of the breathing method created by Hei Death Mou has not yet reached the point where ordinary people can hardly reach. Lig, who was in mid-air, unleashed a flame slash that swirled like a whirlpool on the flank of several blade winds.

"This guy is just like him..."

The walls shattered in response to the sound, snapped directly, and became fragments of the ground. "Iron"

If I were in another era, I would have been a swordsman of the Tao and a great man who could go down in history. "Moon Breath Shape: Moon Dragon Tail"

The sword qi tore through the stingy qi, and also tore the ground, causing the position where Li Ge was standing to suddenly shatter, as if collapsing, and was involved in the furious sword qi moon.

The mural behind Black Death Mou is still a moon mural.

In a faint voice, the knife in Li Ge's hand traced an arc close to a true circle, turning into two scorching slashes that slashed through the body of the Black Death Mou.

Flames erupted beneath him.

In the realm of the whole set of Changzhong, Riege has not yet been completed.

Wen Yan was not like a swaying yang flame, and appeared in front of Black Death Mou's body flutteringly, raised the scabbard, and slashed over. "You're looking at miserable villains...... For them...... This is the most worthy opponent to wield the sword...... "After hundreds of years of persistent research and honing the Breath of the Moon, Black Death Mou created the sword type of the Breath of the Moon to the eighteenth, far more than the number of breathing methods that had never been used.

Therefore, even if he draws a knife, even if he just uses a wooden stick and a scabbard, he can perform the type of breath of the sun, and he is confined to using the knife to perform it.

"You're an ant! Yes is the great powerhouse! Do you even have the qualifications to retreat into the corner of their field of vision......!?" Accompanied by Black Death's slash, the five slashing waves suddenly burst out, fan-shaped stretching the ground, with arc-shaped shock waves, attacking Lige.

"Qiang—"

When the front type of Black Death Mou fell from below, turning into several giant blades of wind that shattered the small ground and shattered the entire palace, Li Ge raised his head violently.

So, Rig dodged again.

However, at the moment when Wen Yan landed, a figure also retreated. "Click......" "----" low temperature came out from under him.

The two of them are also depicted in the mural, one emitting a bright daylight, the other emitting a lonely moonlight. Riege's figure was slowly swallowed up by the slashing storm, torn apart, shattered, and vanished without a trace. Black Death's slash became violent, tearing only the ground and stinginess, tearing through the rubble of the walls, ceilings, and complete stone pillars of the seven weeks.

Mars and Qi suddenly appeared around Li Ge and Black Death, dazzling and very Dao. "Boom"

As I said, I am an ant, and I am a strong man. The eight ghost eyes of the Black Death Mou stared at Li Ge and let out a roar.