At the moment when Mu Yu rushed into the position of the combined army like a dragon, Yang Cake followed without hesitation. Her goal was clear, to fend off the Imperial Palace army attacking from the flank. There was a determined glint in her eyes, as if in front of her, even thousands of troops were fearless.

The long sword in Yang Cake's hand seemed to be alive, and every time he swung it, it carried an afterimage, and where the tip of the sword pointed, the soldiers of the combined army retreated one after another. She was so brave, so mighty, as if in an instant she had turned into an angry lioness, and would do whatever it took to protect her territory and cubs.

However, the number of people on the other side was huge, like a sea of black oppression, and they were constantly pouring towards Yang Cake. Again and again she burst into the other side's array, and was knocked back again and again. Every charge, every fight, added an extra wound to her body. Her clothes were stained red with blood, but her eyes never changed, and the tenacity and determination seemed to say, "Even if I die, I will die on the battlefield." ”

Even in the face of the enemies that came like a tide, Yang Cake never gave up.

In the shadow of swords and swords, Yang Cake faced the army of the Heavenly Emperor's Palace alone. Her eyes were firm and decisive, as if they were a piece of cast iron, standing tall in the wind and rain. And behind her, is Tsusa Miyazaki, whose nocturnal journey of a hundred ghosts, Mt. Ibuki, like a messenger of hell, launched a fierce attack on the army of the Emperor's Palace.

Miyazaki's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he struck a blow at the army of the Emperor's Palace with a thunderous force. This blow, like Izanami descending, instantly wiped out countless soldiers of the Emperor's Palace. His Ibukiyama Hyakki nocturnal walk is like a pack of hungry wolves, frantically tearing at the army of the Imperial Palace, devouring them one by one.

Under this sudden attack, the army of the Emperor's Palace was instantly chaotic. Their weapons and shields were as fragile as paper under Ibukiyama's attacks. Their bodies fell like fallen leaves under the attack of the Hyakki Night Walker. Their cries, screams, and cries for help are intertwined to form a picture of hell on earth.

And Miyazaki just stood quietly behind Yang Cake, like a guardian saint. His gaze was cold and determined, as if to remove all obstacles. His figure grew taller and more majestic in the moonlight, like a god of war descending on earth.

Seeing that Yang Cake couldn't resist the army of the Emperor's Palace, Miyazaki Ce would not let them go. He wanted to let the army of the Emperor's Palace know that those who violated him would only end up in destruction. His night walk in Mt. Ibuki's hundred ghosts will be their nightmare and will be their end.

The sky suddenly darkened, and thick dark clouds gathered on the battlefield, as if to hide the cruel sight. However, in this darkness, Mu Yu's figure was as dazzling as lightning. The long sword in his hand was like a life-giving paintbrush, wielding a series of fierce sword qi.

Every time the sword qi was swung, it was accompanied by a blood-colored lightning. That was Mu Yu's unique combat technique, he was able to accurately channel and control the power of thunder and lightning, integrating it into his sword qi, making each sword inflict great damage.

Under Mu Yu's attack, the combined army was cut down like a wheat field, and their defenses were useless in the face of Mu Yu's blood-colored thunder and lightning. Some people were directly blown to pieces the moment they touched the blood-colored thunder and lightning; Some people were injured by the sword qi and fell to the ground and rolled in pain.

Mu Yu's figure galloped across the battlefield, his sword like the scythe of death, harvesting the lives of the Combine. Like a poisonous snake, his blood-colored thunderbolt weaves across the battlefield, devouring every enemy who dares to challenge him.

When this battle ended, Mu Yu was the only one left on the battlefield standing in the light of blood-colored thunder and lightning energy. His sword was dull, and the armor on his body was blackened with blood and the power of thunder and lightning. However, his eyes remained firm and cold.

He looked at the ruins of the battlefield, where his victory was and where he was glorious. Then, he slowly raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at the distant sky.

A blood-colored bolt of lightning shot out from the tip of his sword again, soaring into the sky, as if to announce his victory and majesty. At this moment, the whole world seemed to be quiet, and only Mu Yu's blood-colored thunder and lightning echoed in the air.

In the battle line of the Coalition Army, a white figure shuttles like a ghost. It was a warrior named Mu Yu, whose face was obscured by a white mask with no facial features, making him look like a white Grim Reaper from the Netherworld on the battlefield. His body language is full of strength and determination, and every time he swings the sword in his hand, it is like announcing his presence to the world.

At the same time, Ishida Shingen, a man with the power of the Yaki Great Snake, looked at Mu Yu with deep interest. His gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the white mask and see Mu Yu's true face. He felt the unique temperament emanating from Mu Yu's body, which was a deep despair, but also full of endless anger. It's an appealing temperament that makes Ishida Shingen can't help but want to unravel the mystery.

A black energy suddenly appeared in Ishida Shingen's hand, and it was the power of the Yaki Great Snake. The surroundings of his body were instantly surrounded by black energy, like snake pupils in the dark, staring coldly at Mu Yu. He rushed towards Mu Yu, and that momentum seemed to be able to tear through the space and cause a drastic change in the surrounding environment.

In the face of this powerful force, Mu Yu did not flinch, he straightened his chest, and the sword in his hand was as crystal clear as white jade. He rushed towards Ishida Shingen like a white tiger, fearless. Their swords struck with a blinding light, a clash of steel, a battle of wills.

The outcome of this battle is unknown, because they are equal in strength, and neither of them can achieve a decisive advantage. But what is certain is that the fate of this white god of death and this man with the power of the Yaki Great Snake are intertwined on this battlefield, and at that moment, the air seems to freeze, and only the whistling sound of Ishida Shingen breaking through the sky echoes in the night sky. And Mu Yu felt unprecedented pressure at this moment, and he could only subconsciously take a step back, trying to avoid the murderous aura that came to his face.

However, Ishida Shingen did not stop, he was like a bolt of lightning, quickly approaching Muyu. And Mu Yu had nowhere to retreat, so he could only bite the bullet and prepare for the next attack. At this moment, the atmosphere on the battlefield is extremely tense, and a thrilling battle is about to begin.