Wind!

It was chilling, the sound of the wind blowing from the River Styx.

The Ghost Sword summoned more ghosts than ever before, and it also brought the remnants of countless resentment curses from the Santu River.

Thunder!

It was the thunder that fell from the sky and poured into the thunder of the Divine Cross Spear.

The great ghost god drunk-swallowing boy has been out of the category of ghosts, and after a long period of cultivation and sublimation, he has achieved the name of the ghost god.

The power of thunder and lightning was driven by his freedom, and the roar of the thunder continued to explode, making him look like a god bathed in thunder.

Human beings, in the face of absolutely irresistible forces, will change their perceptions.

Zhu Ghost Boy and Barbarian Ghost Boy are still within the scope of human beings being able to fight, and with the help of the power of Onmyoji, Shikigami, and Sword Saint, they can at least cause damage.

But the drunken boy is an absolutely invincible enemy, a ghost who can't hurt even a single hair in the slightest with an army of 10,000, 100,000, or a million.

The people were in awe of such a power, mythologized it, and were willing to offer sacrifices to the wine-swallowing boy and worship it.

This is the reason for the birth of "ghosts and gods", the existence of the apex of the Yellow Springs world.

From a human point of view, Ximo, who uses the demon sword of the Demon Sword, is even more like a ghost than the wine-swallowing boy who is entwined in thunder and light.

The ghost eye that is constantly rotating in the red magatama is the best proof of this.

"You are very strong, and in human terms, your swordsmanship is even higher than that of the Sword Master."

The drunken boy held his divine weapon with both hands and began to move slowly.

The center of gravity, the posture, all impeccable.

The heartbeat is not heard at all.

Coupled with the thunder and lightning characteristics of that Divine Soldier Cross Spear, this is a strong enemy who has cultivated his spear skills to the realm of transcendence.

Ximo was not moved by the words of the drunken boy in the slightest, and his attention was all focused on observing every subtle movement of his opponent.

"When I was younger, I also loved swordsmanship."

"Until one time, I was completely suppressed by the high monks of a certain temple with gunpower."

"It's not that you can't beat that high monk, it's just that with the same strength and speed, the sword is an absolute disadvantage in the face of the spear."

"A master who is good at spearmanship can easily restrict all swordsmanship moves, and does not give you a chance to enter the range where swordsmanship can kill opponents."

Recalling his experience of wandering as a samurai in that era, the corners of the wine-swallowing boy's mouth curled slightly.

It was a pleasant time, as he was a human warrior and he was officially recognized as a Juggernaut.

As a result, in the imperial competition for the name of the world's number one samurai, he, the sword saint, lost a mess, and almost couldn't help but expose his identity as a ghost and god and kill everyone.

That's when he realized something.

Those world-famous sword saints, samurai, generals, no matter how they boast of their swordsmanship, they really come to the battlefield and the decisive battle of life and death, and they use their guns to slip one by one.

In terms of the attributes of weapons, the gun is the length of a hundred soldiers, and the so-called sword master no matter what genre it is, when it comes to the battlefield, the spear is more than one is used more than the other.

Eventually, he joined the monastery and spent decades studying under the monk, honing his spear skills to the level of unparalleled in the world.

The so-called sword master, that's what it's all about, swordsmanship is used to show that his swordsmanship is superb, and he really has to use a gun on the battlefield.

"Human beings have their own limits."

Xi Mo replied simply, and the three-meter-long ghost sword made a terrifying sword sound.

After all, the power of the Sword Master is now in the realm of mortals, and even if he comprehends the transcendent path, he cannot get rid of the limitations of being a human being.

The weapon of the Ghost Sword is a divine weapon that transcends the boundaries of human beings.

The three-meter-long blade is even longer than the Divine Soldier Cross Spear of the Wine Swallowing Boy, and the height and arm length of a human being are simply not suitable for using this demon sword.

And there are people who use such a ghost sword to achieve reincarnation robbery.

Therefore, the theory that swordsmanship is inferior to spearmanship is limited to a certain field.

"Indeed, your swordsmanship is not something that humans should have."

"You've crossed the boundaries of what a human being should be."

The corners of the wine swallowing boy's mouth cracked a little bit, this kind of duel in which both sides have elevated their respective martial arts to the peak of the realm, it is really happy!

The Nine Sons Ghost Mother God, with powerful divinity and great power, is good at using the Nine Sons Ghost God Technique Curse to distort opponents.

The other guy is purely a huge collection of countless evil thoughts, and even his reason has almost been lost, but the simple "quantitative change" has piled up the "qualitative change".

In this world of Yellow Springs, there is no enemy worthy of talking about combat skills with his drunken boy.

Until now, I finally met it.

This kind of tension and excitement that the whole body is tense and the breathing becomes rapid is really too long!

"Drink!"

The huge Divine Cross Spear slashed into a circle, and then launched a thrust at Sunset with a thunderous force.

A simple cross-spear stab, but it was used by the drunken boy to use a sense of sharpness that penetrated the atmosphere.

Thorn is the most basic and powerful attack of the gun.

If you want to use the spear thrust well, you need the perfect control of the center of gravity and coordination, which is a basic skill that can really be practiced for a lifetime.

Three years of sword practice, ten years of sword training, and a hundred years of gun training are the difficulties of the cultivation of these weapons.

Slashing people with a knife is the easiest, and butchers and the like can learn it.

Fighting with a sword requires a long period of practice to master the essence of swordsmanship.

And with a gun, what is needed is the spirit that must be honed day after day, year after year, and until death.

So fast, is it speeding up?

Ximo took the initiative to step back, then held the Ghost Sword with both hands, and swung a flawless sword arc from the right side.

Wind!

Thunder!

The Ghost Monster from the Santu River let out a miserable scream, and was instantly evaporated by the thunder light of the Divine Soldier's Angry Thunder.

The slender sword body of the Hades Ghost Sword was also shaken apart by the terrifying weight of the divine weapon's furious thunder, causing Xi Mo's wrist to appear temporarily paralyzed.

Fast, ruthless, accurate.

After shaking away the ghost sword of the sunset, the drunken boy shook his wrist, spun the blade of the cross spear, and swept through the thousands of armies with a single blow.

"Click!"

The burst of lightning spread along the blow that swept through the thousands of troops, sweeping away all the ruins of buildings within a radius of hundreds of kilometers.

The majestic atmosphere is not at all the same dimension as the rough sweeping army of the barbarian ghost boy.

The Ghost Sword stood erected in front of Xi Mo, and at the last moment, it blocked this powerful sweeping army.

It's so heavy!

Not only the weight of the Divine Cross Spear's furious thunder, but also a certain terrifying aura condensed on the battlefield.

The big ghost god drank and swallowed the boy, and he also killed countless creatures, and was a monster unparalleled in the world on the battlefield.