The moonlight is like water, but it hides the cold killing intent. In this vast night, all kinds of killers of the Onmyoji family quietly emerged, they were like ghosts, gathering from all directions, aiming at Mu Yu in the center.

Their steps were light and swift, like shadows drifting in the wind, coming and going without a trace. Their eyes were as cold as ice, revealing ruthlessness and ruthlessness towards their prey. Their hands were turned into ghost claws or swords, and every inch of their skin was filled with the smell of death.

He took a deep breath and waved the thunder method in his hand, and in an instant, a powerful energy burst out from his body, raging around him like a raging storm.

They surround the shepherd rain like hungry wolves around the weak lambs. They roared and laughed like a pack of bloodthirsty beasts. There was no pity in their eyes, only a cold killing intent. There was no temperature in their voices, only a biting chill.

Mu Yu is independent of the streets, his eyes are as cold as ice and as hot as flames. The group of killers in front of them, with their faces covered and wearing black tights, like shadows in the night, they were holding sharp blades and approaching Mu Yu.

Mu Yu was not in a hurry, his slender fingers slid gently through the air, like stroking an invisible guqin. In an instant, there was a tense aura in the air, and the killer's eyes became suspicious. They don't know what hole cards this seemingly lonely man is hiding.

Suddenly, Mu Yu's figure galloped like the wind, shuttling through the group of killers, so fast that it almost left an afterimage. His fist slammed into the killer's chest with a sharp wind sound, like a cannonball. The killers were so frightened that before they could react, they were hit by Mu Yu's attack.

The sound of thumping echoed in the night sky, and one by one, the killers flew out and fell to the ground like sandbags hit by cannonballs. They curled up in pain, and under the attack of Mu Yu, they were like small boats swallowed by huge waves, unable to resist.

Mu Yu's movements are smooth and smooth, as if he is performing a solo dance. He gracefully weaves his way through the killer crowd, and with every punch, it's like playing a symphony of death.

The killers' eyes were filled with fear and despair. They discover that the man is not the weakling they imagined, but a warrior of unfathomable strength. They tried to stand up, trying to wield the blades in their hands, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't stop Mu Yu's attack.

Under the moonlight, Mu Yu's figure is like a mountain, and his strength is like a storm, which cannot be resisted. The attacks of the killers seemed so insignificant in front of him, and his counterattack was fierce and fierce like a storm of rain.

Mu Yu stood alone in the center, his eyes firm and bright, like stars in the night sky. He faced these killers of the Onmyoji family, without flinching or fearing. His hands trembled slightly, not because of fear, but because he was desperately trying to gather his strength.

His gaze revealed fearless courage, and his body exuded an unyielding fighting spirit. He may seem lonely, but he is not alone. Because he has an innate belief and strength.

These killers, each of them with cruelty and ruthlessness, they make a career out of murder, in the name of death. But Mu Yulei is not an ordinary person, his body reveals a kind of perseverance and determination, which is respect for life and dedication to justice.

He swooped out, like lightning piercing the dark night sky, and he rushed to the guest door in front of him. The killers reacted quickly, they pulled the trigger, the gunfire flashed, and the bullets rained down on the rain and thunder. However, his movement is so fast, so fast that people can't aim, so fast that they can't react. He easily dodged the bullet attack, then suddenly accelerated, and rushed straight into the guest door.

The space behind the guest door was dim, with only a faint light shining in. Mu Yulei was looking for Yuanyuan in the dark, his heart was clenched, it was worried about Yuanyuan, and it was also alert to his own situation.

Suddenly, he saw Yuanyuan, who was tied up in a corner with fear in her eyes. Mu Yulei quickly rushed over, cut the rope that bound her with a knife, and then pulled her towards the exit.

The killers chased after them, and their bullets shot again, but Mu Yulei's body was too strange for them to hit him. In the end, Mu Yulei rushed out of the exit with Yuanyuan and disappeared into the darkness.

The surrounding enemies were instantly knocked away by this powerful force, and Mu Yu seized the opportunity and quickly rushed out of the encirclement with Yuanyuan. Behind them are the enemy's thousands of troops, and in front of them, unknown challenges and obstacles.

Mu Yu was not afraid at all, the thunder law in his hand was like a living dragon, constantly spitting out lightning and illuminating the dark road. They fought their way out, each lightning took a life, and every collision made them take a step back.

Mu Yu's back was stained red with blood, and his clothes were full of traces of battle. Yuanyuan followed, and although her face was pale, her eyes were determined. The sword in her hand, every swing brought a splash of blood, and each sword pierced the heart of the enemy.

The two of them were like two bolts of lightning, a dazzling light in the darkness. The enemy keeps falling, while they move forward step by step. Their figures appear lonely and resilient on the battlefield, and their existence is an unyielding faith.

Finally, they broke through the last line of defense, and in front of them was a wide flat field. Mu Yu glanced back at Yuanyuan, her eyes full of determination. He knew that their path was not over, but no matter how many difficulties lay ahead, they would face them. Because they are a pair of fearless warriors, they have strong faith and endless love.

Mu Yu swung the thunder law again, and Yuan Yuan followed, and they once again entered a new battle. Their figures are like a burning flame on the battlefield, and no matter when or where, they cannot be completely destroyed. Their thunder law illuminates the darkness, and their sword cuts through the wind. Every attack is like a slogan to challenge fate, and every survival is like a hymn to life.

Blood, which continues to flow; life, continue to burn. Mu Yu and Yuan Yuan left deep traces on the battlefield. Every step of theirs is heavy, but every step is firm. Their eyes are full of determination and determination, and their figures are like two unshakable peaks on the battlefield.

The enemy continued to come, but Mu Yu and Yuan Yuan were fearless. Their thunder is like a raging storm, defeating the enemy one by one; Their swords are like the dawn of dawn, cutting through the darkness one by one.