Behind him, Yang Cake fell into madness, and those originally clear and bright eyes were only a frenzied scarlet at the moment.

Every attack of Yang Cake was like a raging storm, fierce and crazy. He wielded a huge sword, and every time the sword was swung, it brought a gust of wind, as if even the mountain rocks were about to be chopped by him. His figure appeared unusually tall in the moonlight, like a mad giant, unstoppable.

And in front of him, there are only two people who are fending off his attack, and that is Curry and the Great Tengu. Their figures looked extraordinarily thin in the moonlight, and in the face of the crazy poplar cake, they were like two majestic peaks, although they could not fall, but they had been eroded and bruised by the storm.

Curry and the Great Tengu have a tacit understanding, they complement each other, support each other, and although they are defeated under the onslaught of Yang Cake, they never give up. Their eyes are full of firmness and determination, which is the persistence of protection and the persistence of faith.

However, the power of Yang Cake is too strong. Every attack made them take a step back, and every swing of the sword made them tremble. Their retreat was not because of their weakness, but because of the strength of Yang Cake. But they didn't give up because of this, they still persisted, they still resisted.

Moroca had fled, and tension and fear were in the air. Yang Cake, a woman who had always been calm and calm, had fallen into madness at this time, her eyes were frantic and unpredictable. Her movements were haphazard, sometimes roaring, sometimes laughing, like an out-of-control beast.

At the same time, the big tengu and Curry did not slack off. Both of them were battle-hardened warriors, and instead of retreating in the face of Yang Cake, who had fallen into madness, they chose to attack fiercely. The Great Tengu's arrows rained down like a storm, and Curry's attacks were relentless, with every move carrying a deadly threat.

However, at this most critical moment, Mu Yu suddenly appeared in front of Curry. Her figure is like a dream, as if it is an overlap of three figures, which is unpredictable. Each figure seems to be real, yet it seems to be unreal. This peculiar phenomenon made everyone present feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.

The past body that Mu Yu turned into was not bad, and the power of her fist burst out seemed to be able to shake the whole world. Every move she makes is carried with unwavering determination and fearless courage. Her figure left an afterimage in the air, as erratic as a fallen leaf in a raging wind.

At this moment, Mu Yu is like a god of war from ancient times, her eyes are firm and cold. She was not affected by Yang Cake's madness, nor was she intimidated by the attacks of the Great Tengu and Curry. Instead, she launched the fiercest attack on them in her own way. Her figure left an afterimage in the air, as erratic as a fallen leaf in a raging wind. Every burst of punches comes with unparalleled strength and determination.

The image of Yang Cake was instantly distorted, as if it had turned into a crazy beast. His eyes shone crimson, as if they were about to swallow it all. His body trembled violently, like a volcano about to erupt.

At the same time, Mu Yu stood there quietly, his face as calm as water, but his eyes revealed a deep worry. There was a powerful aura emanating from him, it was his past and future incarnation, an existence of incomparable power.

Yang Cake seemed to be completely unaware of Mu Yu's past and future existence, and he roared and rushed towards Mu Yu. His hands were as sharp as blades, and they instantly stabbed Mu Yu's chest.

However, at this moment, Mu Yu's past future incarnation suddenly appeared. He resisted Yang Cake's attack with amazing strength, and his fists were as hard as iron and stone, easily defusing Yang Cake's attack.

At the same time, Mu Yu's past body began to act. He rushed at the Great Tengu with lightning speed, and smashed it into the Great Tengu with a powerful punch. The Great Tengu was repelled by the punch, but did not fall.

And Mu Yu's current body began to face off with Curry. His movements are nimble and agile, like a cheetah galloping across the grassland. Every punch and kick he threw was a strong attack, as if he was going to completely destroy Curry.

This battle instantly became extremely fierce, Yang Cake's crazy attack, Mu Yu's past and future body's powerful defense, Mu Yu's past body's rapid attack, and Mu Yu's current body and Curry's duel, all of them were intertwined in this night, forming a shocking picture.

His figure instantly sliced through the void, like a meteor cutting through the dark sky, bringing a brilliant light. His attack was not the first to be launched, but he accurately predicted Yang Cake's movements, and then met him with incredible speed and strength.

His fists were condensed with powerful energy, like a compressed storm, ready to be released at any moment. When his fist made contact with Yang Cake, that force instantly exploded, firmly holding Yang Cake in place. Yang Cake's frantic struggle became weak, and his body seemed to be bound by invisible chains, unable to move.

Mu Yu didn't stop, he circled behind Yang Cake at an astonishing speed, and slapped Yang Cake with a palm condensed with the power of endless time and space. The power of this blow was enough to destroy the stars, but Mu Yu precisely controlled the size of the power, and only nailed the poplar cake firmly in place.

Yang Cake couldn't resist, his body seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and he couldn't move at all. His eyes were full of horror and puzzlement, he didn't understand, why his attacks were always faster than Mu Yu's reaction? Why is it that your own strength is always unable to break through that invisible line of defense?

And Mu Yu looked at all this with extremely calm eyes. He knew that this was the result of his long-term cultivation, his in-depth understanding of the future body and his perfect control of the power of time and space. His attack was not the last-come, but he accurately predicted Yang Cake's actions and perfectly matched his attacks with Yang Cake's actions.

The past body created by Mu Yu constantly makes up for its own shortcomings. His golden body hardened with each collision, a scorching golden glow like lava condensed as far as the naked eye could see, enveloping him in an indestructible layer of armor.

His strength is also growing rapidly, as if every punch and kick is absorbing the power of heaven and earth. His movements became more fluid and more powerful, so much so that he no longer looked like a created past incarnation, but a real, living warrior.

In the face of the powerful Great Tengu, he was not afraid, but showed an incomparable fighting spirit. He nimbly dodged the Great Tengu's attacks while constantly launching counterattacks, defeating the Great Tengu with his furious strength and precise skill.

His golden body also evolved in battle, as if it were alive, becoming tougher and more powerful with each collision. His body gradually became like a work of art in battle, and every line seemed so smooth and perfect.

Eventually, he completely suppressed the Great Tengu in battle, leaving it with nowhere to escape under his power. By the time the battle was over, the Great Tengu had been completely defeated, and Mu Yu's past body stood there unscathed, showing his absolute superiority.

This battle made Mu Yu's past body more mature, and it also proved his strength in battle. He is no longer a shadow of the past, but a true warrior, an existence that can face any challenge.

The past and the future are like shadows, as if mirrored images around the out-of-control poplar cake and the big tengu. It is a bond that transcends time and space, an indescribable tacit understanding.

In the past, he was as calm as an old tree, smiling, and unaffected by the fury of the poplar cake and the big tengu. He stared at them with eyes as deep as the sea, as if looking for a glimmer of opportunity to win. His movements are simple and natural, like an unfinished ancient poem, which makes people feel both familiar and strange.

The future body was as swift as the wind, and his eyes shone with a sharp light, as if he could cut everything. His fingers fluttered like strings, playing a futuristic melody that no one could solve, a symphony that foreshadowed fate.

And at this moment, Mu Yu stood quietly between them. His eyes were firm and decisive, as if he had accumulated a great deal of strength. He took a deep breath, then slowly absorbed the feedback from the two doppelgangers, their power flowing through his body like a ray of light.

In an instant, Mu Yu's injuries were all healed, and his body was filled with endless power. He launched a counterattack against Curry in front of him, a force like a torrent, a heart-palpitating determination. His fist shone like a star, carrying the power of the past and the future, with endless hope and determination, and struck Curry straight away.

At this moment, time seemed to stop and all the sounds disappeared without a trace. Only Mu Yu's heartbeat echoed in his ears, it was the rhythm of battle, it was the call of life and death.

Mu Yu stands majestically. His figure was as majestic as a mountain, and his eyes shone like stars. An invisible force erupted from him and turned into a huge realm, which was his Heavenly Destiny Realm.

At this moment, endless swords and halberds seemed to fall from the sky, appearing in his sight one after another. These weapons do not have a fixed form, they are like images that exist in a spiritual illusion, but they are full of destructive power and killing intent. As if attracted by a magnet, they all pointed to Curry in front of Mu Yu.

At the same time, the sky suddenly darkened and became cloudy, as if the end of the world was approaching. In the realm of Mu Yu, a powerful force is converging, and it is the power of the natural disaster thunder. It was like an angry dragon, rolling through the clouds, brewing the power to destroy the world.

With a slight wave of Mu Yu's palm, these swords and halberds launched a fierce attack on Curry as if they had life.

Curry has shown his amazing strength and strategy. His figure shuttled quickly through Mu Yu's Heavenly Destiny Realm, as if turning into a light and shadow, which was unpredictable. Every instantaneous movement carried a fierce wind, as if it was about to tear everything around it apart.

Curry's hands danced, countless weapons conjured up under his control, long and short swords, tridents, bows and arrows, and even ancient rune circles, all of which showed great power in his hands. These weapons seemed to have life, agile and fiery, striking at Mu Yu's Heavenly Destiny Realm, with an irresistible momentum.

Each blow was like the striking of stars, causing the surrounding space to tremble. However, Muyu's realm is like a bottomless ocean, and no matter how fierce Curry's attacks are, they can't break its calm. Under Curry's attack, there were ripples on the surface of the field, but Mu Yu's figure always stood firmly in place.

Curry is not discouraged, and he believes that his strength and intelligence will definitely break the field. He adjusted his strategy, no longer blindly attacking, but began to look for weaknesses in the field. He spun around the realm as if he were dancing, each spinning obscuring the scenery around him, visible only his determined eyes and persistent conviction.

His figure suddenly disappeared from the field's sight, as if it had melted into the air. Then, a blinding light illuminated from within the realm, and a powerful force erupted from within. Curry's attack finally broke through Mu Yu's domain, and it was a brilliant beam of light, like a meteor piercing the night sky, crashing into Mu Yu with unparalleled power.

Mu Yu stood proudly in the gust of wind, with a tall posture, as quiet as a sculpture. His eyes were steadfast and twinkling with the light of the stars. He knew that this was the truth he had in his possession, that this was his realm of destiny.

Suddenly, there was turmoil in Muyu's realm. The clouds in the sky began to churn like a giant beast awakened. In the clouds, beams of golden light fell from the sky and merged into the realm of Mu Yu. That's the power of the sun, that's the endless heat and light.

Feeling the infusion of this power, a golden flame ignited around Mu Yu's body. The flames were not violent, but rather unusually soft, like carefully carved gems. This is the flame of Mu Yu's destiny, it burns his determination, and it also burns his realm.

The shape of the field began to change, with Mu Yu as the center, and circles of golden ripples spread in all directions. These ripples are like mirrors, reflecting a dazzling light that reflects everything around them like a dream. That is a kind of transcendent power, that is Mu Yu's comprehension of the destiny of heaven.

Curry, the opponent who once put Mu Yu in a bitter battle, was also shocked by this power at the moment. He felt an irresistible pressure coming towards him like a great wave. That's a force of the realm, that's an oppression that transcends physical limits.

He could only retreat, forced out of range by this force. He couldn't compete with this power, it was a power that came from the destiny of heaven, it was a power that was beyond ordinary people.

Curry stepped back, his face showing horror for the first time. His Heavenly Destiny Domain, the once invincible golden aura, was now losing ground in front of Mu Yu's Heavenly Destiny Domain.

Mu Yu stood in place, his hands gently clasped together, and between his palms was a blazing white light. His Destiny Realm was like an ancient seal, containing a powerful destructive force, a force that could destroy everything, violent and terrifying.

Curry's realm is like a crumbling city wall in front of Mu Yu's realm, which may collapse at any time. Every time he retreated, it was as if he was being pushed by an irresistible force, and that force washed through his Heavenly Destiny Realm like a torrent, making his realm dim in a short period of time.

Mu Yu, on the other hand, was like a god who had the power of life and death, and the destructive power that erupted in his domain became more and more intense, so strong that even the surrounding air began to tremble, and so strong that even the starry sky in the distance began to crack. There was a fierce light in his eyes, like two bright stars burning in the darkness, and it was the determination and faith to destroy everything.

Curry looked at Mu Yu, and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes. He couldn't understand why the young man in front of him had erupted with such a powerful destructive force. He wanted to resist, but he found that his Destiny Realm had become so insignificant in the face of these destructive forces.

He couldn't resist this power, and could only watch as his Heavenly Destiny Realm was swallowed up little by little by Mu Yu's Domain. He tried to run away, but the force seemed to restrain him, immobilizing him.

Mu Yu wore a white mask, and his figure seemed to become blurry and mysterious. His eyes were firm and resolute, like stars in the night, illuminating the path of darkness. His hands clenched his weapons, and his body swelled with a powerful demonic aura, a force from the depths of darkness, filled with an aura of destruction and destruction.

Behind him, a strange ripple suddenly appeared in the night sky, as if the dark void had been torn apart, revealing the shadow of another world. It was an endless demonic aura, like a storm in the night, sweeping wildly, engulfing everything around it.

Mu Yu no longer hesitated, he accelerated instantly, and rushed towards Curry like lightning. His figure streaked through the night, leaving a deep mark on the demonic energy burning in the air. His gaze was sharp, like an eagle striking into the sky, locking on Curry's figure.

As he approached, Curry felt the pressure like never before. It was the pressure of the demonic qi from Mu Yu's body, as if it was an invisible mountain, and he was almost out of breath. There was a panic in his heart, a power he had never felt before, powerful and terrifying.

At this moment, Mu Yu launched a final attack. He waved the weapon in his hand, and the demonic energy on his body was like a meteor in the night, instantly piercing the night sky. Under the blow, Curry only had time to let out a scream, and then he was hit hard by that powerful force and flew more than ten meters away.

And at this time, Mu Yu is like a Shura in the dark night, cold and cruel. He walked slowly towards Curry, the weapon in his hand glowing with a cold glow. And the demonic qi on his body also slowly spread with his steps, as if it was a dark storm that was about to devour everything.