Mu Yu Thunder Shadow stood alone, his posture was as straight as a pine, and his eyes were as firm as stone. His movements were light and swift, like a bolt of lightning piercing the darkness, making it impossible to look at him directly. Each of his attacks was thunderous, as if to destroy everything.

Izanagi sat upright on the high platform, facing the attack of Muyu Thunder Shadow Matchless, his face did not change, and his expression was calm. With a flick of his hands in the void, a mysterious power poured out from his fingertips, turning into an invisible barrier, blocking all of Mu Yu's Thunder Shadow Peerless attacks.

At the same time, Garuda's doppelgangers emerged from all directions, armed with sharp blades and clad in armor, like a group of demons from the abyss. They surrounded Muyu Thunder Shadow and launched a fierce attack. Their swords and swords are intertwined into a dense web, which is dazzling.

However, in the face of such a fierce attack, Muyu Thunder Shadow Wushuang was not afraid at all. His figure flickered, dodging the attacks of Garuda's clone. His fists clenched, and a powerful force surged through his body, as if it was about to shatter everything. He leaped to his feet and slammed his fist into the ground, shaking the mountain for a moment, and a powerful shockwave spread out in all directions.

The doppelgangers of Izanagi and Garuda retreated under the shockwave, and their offensive was temporarily contained. Muyu Thunder Shadow Wushuang took the opportunity to break through the encirclement, and he stared ahead, his eyes flashing with determination. He knew that this battle was far from over, and he was going to continue fighting until the final victory.

。 The weapon in his hand flashed with a thunderous light, with a power that shook the heavens and the earth.

With a cold snort, Izanagi felt the pressure from heaven and earth. Izanagi was a descendant of the Kamichi clan, with a huge body with wings on his back and a twinkle of cunning and arrogance in his eyes. He stretched out his giant claws and tried to grab Muyu Thunder Shadow Warrior, but was easily dodged by the latter.

At this time, the shadow of Wushuang began to transform, turning into countless clones and engaging in fierce battles with Garuda's clones. Garuda's doppelganger resembles a bird, with huge wings and a sharp beak, making it incredibly powerful. However, in front of the shadow clones of Muyu Thunder Shadow, they seemed to be just insignificant mosquitoes and flies.

Between the lightning and flint, Muyu Thunder Shadow Wushuang waved the weapon in his hand, and the power of the thunder converged into lightning bolts, cutting through the void and hitting Izanagi directly. Izanagi let out a terrible scream, and his body was hit hard by the power of thunder, and he couldn't move for a while.

At the same time, the Musou clone shuttles nimbly across the battlefield and fights fiercely with the Garuda clone. Each collision provoked bursts of energy ripples that made the entire battlefield tremble. Although the Garuda clone is fierce, it is gradually at a disadvantage in the face of Wushuang's ingenious tactics.

In this fierce battle, Muyu Thunder Shadow Wushuang showed unparalleled strength and wisdom. Not only did he suppress Izanagi in terms of strength, but he also completely defeated the Garuda clone tactically. 、

Mu Yu stood on the battlefield, his eyes firm and resolute. His body shimmered golden in the sunlight, as if the sun was incarnated. In front of him, Abaddon's massive body was like a dark mountain, exuding a powerful evil aura.

Abaddon wielded a massive scythe, each swing with a chilling wind. Its eyes flashed red, like a demon in the abyss, staring at Mu Yu, as if looking for his flaws.

However, there was not the slightest fear in Mu Yu's eyes. He clenched the sword in his hand, feeling the power of the sun surging in the blade. He took a deep breath and mobilized the strength of his whole body, preparing to start a life-and-death battle with Abaddon.

When Abaddon rushed towards Mu Yu, he instantly turned into a golden lightning bolt, avoiding the edge of the scythe. He swung his sword and slashed at Abaddon's back, releasing blazing sunlight energy.

With the slash of the blade, Abaddon's body trembled suddenly, and a powerful energy erupted from its body. The energy of sunlight and darkness collided violently on the battlefield, stirring up a cloud of dust.

When the dust settled, Mu Yu stood beside Abaddon's fallen body, his sword still clenched in his hand. He looked up at the sky, and the sun shone on him, covering him with an aura of victory. He knew that he had succeeded in repelling the forces of evil and bringing new hope to the land.

The figure of Emperor Beria gradually emerged. His figure was tall and mighty, and he exuded a cold and evil aura around him, as if he were the embodiment of darkness. His eyes are deep and cold, revealing a cruelty and disdain, which is intimidating.

With a low, shocking roar, Beria swung his massive scythe and rushed towards Mu Yu. His movements were swift and powerful, like a black lightning bolt piercing the dark night sky. Mu Yu calmly responded to Belial's attacks, and his body nimbly dodged each attack, while also constantly launching counterattacks.

The battle between the two was extremely fierce, and every collision was like a landslide. Beria's power was powerful and furious, and every attack carried the power of destruction to everything. Mu Yu, on the other hand, responded to Belial's attacks with dexterity and excellent skill, and his swordsmanship was as smooth as flowing water, sometimes as fast as lightning, sometimes as soft as catkins.

In this fierce battle, the figures of the two are intertwined, and the sword light and darkness reflect each other. Their movements are fast and graceful, as if they were an incomparable dance. The surrounding air seemed to be ignited by their battle, and a strong aura was constantly expanding, shocking everything around them.

On this dark and riotous battlefield, the battle between Emperor Beria and Mu Yu became more and more intense. Their figures flutter in the night sky, sword light flickering, and darkness and light intertwine to form a magnificent picture. This battle is not only a duel of strength, but also a contest of will and wisdom. In this fierce battle, their strength, courage and wisdom were fully displayed.

Beria's figure was like a shadow from hell, and his whole body exuded a chilling aura, like the embodiment of darkness, making it impossible to look at directly. His eyes flashed a cruel red, a thirst for blood, a frenzy for battle. His hands, like two sharp blades, wielded with the power of thunder.

He launched a furious attack on Mu Yu. Every punch is as heavy as a mountain, and every kick is as swift as lightning. Under Beria's attack, Muyu seemed to be a fallen leaf in the wind, carried by the relentless wind, and there was nowhere to escape. The air around him seemed to tremble under his attack, and each collision sent out a deafening roar.

Beria's face was full of cruel smiles, which were banter for the weak, confidence in victory. He was not in a hurry to settle the battle quickly, but played with Mu Yu like a cat playing with a mouse. His attacks flickered left and right, making people unpredictable, and each time he forced Mu Yu to be embarrassed.

This battle seems to have become Beria's personal show, and he shows his strength and cruelty to the fullest. Under Beria's attack, Mu Yu seemed so insignificant and helpless.

The two demons, one black and one red, exuded a strong stench and a blazing breath of flames. They opened their bloody mouths, baring their sharp fangs, and roared with a roar that shook the earth. The fire of hell leaps under their claws, as if it is about to consume all living beings. Their bodies were large and strong, and their muscles looked even more terrifying in the light of the fire.

However, in the face of such an enemy, Mu Yu did not panic in the slightest. He clenched the sword in his hand, its blade glittering with cold light in the light of lightning. His steps were steady and powerful, and he approached the demon step by step, attacking violently like a storm. The sword blade danced, like a meteor across the night sky, with a fierce momentum and endless power.

The demons roared in battle, wielding their huge claws in an attempt to tear Muyu to shreds. However, Mu Yu's swordsmanship was precise and resolute, defusing the demon's attacks again and again. Every one of his strikes was just right, and he seemed to be able to predict the demon's every move. In this fierce battle, he displayed incredible strength and intelligence, which put the demons under pressure.

The battle was at a fever pitch, and the air was filled with smoke and flames. Each impact caused violent vibrations, as if to tear the entire ground apart. However, Mu Yu's eyes were always firm, and his figure loomed in the firelight, like an insurmountable barrier.

Finally, in a fierce attack, Mu Yu's long sword pierced the demon's body. With a terrible scream, the demon's body fell to the ground with a bang, shaking the surrounding earth and trembling. The other demon was terrified and turned to flee. However, Mu Yu had already expected this, and he quickly jumped up and cut off the demon's head with a single sword.

His eyes were firm and deep, as if they had gathered the power of endless stars. Belial, shaped like a giant beast, was surrounded by black mist, and his eyes shot a cruel red light. Abaddon was more like a shadow, emaciated and gloomy, its presence as if even the air around it had frozen.

The battle is on the verge of breaking out. Beria attacked first, waving its huge claws with a terrifying sound of breaking wind. Mu Yu nimbly dodged sideways, and at the same time swung a golden light, directly hitting Beria's vital point.

Not to be outdone, Abaddon let out a piercing sneer, and then turned into a black shadow and threw itself at Mu Yu. But Mu Yu had been prepared, and he skillfully avoided Abaddon's attack with an elusive step.

For a moment, the demon's roar and Mu Yu's chant were intertwined, as if a tragic war song was played. Every time they clashed, they stirred up the churning of hellfire. Mu Yu's movements were as fast as lightning, sometimes fighting with Belial in close combat, sometimes distancing himself from Abaddon, using his wits and courage to contend with the two demons.

As the battle progressed, Mu Yu gradually gained the upper hand. He took advantage of the cooperation between the demons and succeeded in inflicting heavy damage on Belial. Seeing that the situation was not good, Abaddon tried to escape, but Mu Yu had already predicted it, and a golden chain tightly bound it.

In the end, under the fierce attack of Mu Yu, the heads of the two demons were defeated and disappeared into the abyss of hell. And Mu Yu also fell to the ground tiredly, panting, and his eyes flashed with victory.

In the face of these two demons, Mu Yu did not flinch. He calmed down and mobilized the strength of his whole body. A brilliant divine sword appeared in his hand, and mysterious power flowed through the sword.

Beria attacked first, and the lava scythe came with a scorching wind. However, Mu Yu swung his sword to block it, and in an instant, the blazing magma was dispersed by the power of the divine sword and turned into a cloud of mist.

At the same time, Abaddon's ice sword also stabbed at Mu Yu. Mu Yu dodged sideways and slashed at Abaddon with a backhand. Where the Excalibur passed, the cold scale armor shattered, and Abaddon's figure was pushed away by a powerful force.

The two demons were shocked, they didn't expect that this human in front of them would have such great power. They joined forces to attack, but Mu Yu was in good shape and was able to deftly dodge their attacks every time. His Excalibur shimmered with dazzling light, constantly slashing, defending, dodging, and counterattacking...... In this fierce battle, his swordsmanship seemed to come to life, and he was unmatched.

As the battle progressed, Beria and Abaddon began to feel overwhelmed. Their attacks became weaker and weaker, while Mu Yu's attacks became more and more fierce. In the end, Mu Yu swung out with a sword, and a brilliant light pierced the hearts of the two demons. With a terrible scream, the bodies of Beria and Abaddon turned into a puff of black smoke in the light and dissipated into the air.

In a solemn atmosphere, the six great gods besieged Mu Yu, their faces full of determination and ruthlessness. However, the situation changed dramatically in an instant. Mu Yu waved the sword in his hand, and the sword light flickered, like a meteor in the night sky, drawing a dazzling trajectory. His figure flickered in the attacks of the six great gods, and each appearance was accompanied by a scream and the bloom of blood.

In a short moment, three gods had fallen to the ground, curled up in pain, their vitality rapidly draining. The remaining disciples were terrified, and the confidence and arrogance in their eyes had been replaced by fear. They realize that what seemed like an easy siege has now become their own nightmare.

The situation had been completely reversed, and Mu Yu was standing in the center, his eyes cold and firm, like a fierce beast coming out of the abyss. He slammed his attack at Izanagi, his sword aura piercing through the air like a huge bolt of lightning. Izanagi retreated in horror, but it was too late, and the fierce sword aura was already close at hand.

His sword danced faster and faster, as if it melted into the night, turning into elusive phantoms. Every time the sword was unsheathed, it was accompanied by a scream, and a god fell. Blood splattered everywhere, staining his clothes red, but he had no fear, only a cold killing intent.

In a short period of time, three disciples had fallen under his sword. Their eyes were full of unwillingness and horror, and they could never have imagined that they would lose at the hands of a seemingly ordinary young man.

At this time, only three gods were still resisting. In their eyes, Mu Yu was no longer a person, but a death-like existence, which made them feel unprecedented fear.

At this moment, Mu Yu rushed forward violently, and the long sword in his hand slashed like a meteor in the night sky, directly hitting the vital point of the last three gods. One of the gods tried to resist, but his movements were already half a beat slower, and the long sword passed through his chest, bringing up a bloody arrow.

The remaining two gods had completely lost their fighting spirit, and they turned around to flee, but Mu Yu's speed was amazingly fast, he appeared behind them like a shadow, and the long sword slashed out again, slashing them one by one.

The battle ended quickly, and the six great gods had all fallen to the ground. And Mu Yu was also so tired that he was panting, he leaned under a tree, looking at the starry sky, his heart was full of doubts and puzzles. He didn't know why these gods suddenly attacked him, but he knew that the battle had changed his life.

At this moment, he could finally be sure of one thing: from now on, he was no longer the unknown Mu Yu, but a swordsman who terrified all the gods. He looked up into the distance, where there was a mountain peak, that was his goal, and he wanted to become a being like a mountain.

And at this moment, Izanagi was watching all this from a distance. He saw how Mu Yu single-handedly killed the six great gods. A hint of horror and unease flashed in his eyes. He knew that this seemingly ordinary youth had grown into a formidable opponent. And next, he will also face a challenge from Mu Yu.

Izanagi's body suddenly began to swell violently, as tall as a mountain, and endless dark energy surrounded him, turning into a monstrous torrent. His countenance was distorted, and his eyes flashed with coldness and cruelty, exuding a chilling aura. Countless filth are like evil ghosts from the abyss, sweeping away the pastoral rain in the distance, with the power of destroying everything.

In the face of this monstrous wave, Mu Yu did not flinch. His eyes shone with determination, and his hands folded together to condense a fiery golden light. This light gradually spread, turning into a huge sun, illuminating the entire battlefield. The power of the sun surges, with endless power and light, and collides violently with the torrent of filth.

At the moment of collision, light splashed everywhere, and a huge shock wave dispersed in all directions, as if it was about to involve all living beings in heaven and earth. Mu Yu's figure loomed in the light, as if a god had descended into the world. Izanagi's figure faded into obscurity in the collision, but his sneer grew clearer.

His skin was as hard as iron, and his muscles were rushing across his massive body like a torrent. Countless filth erupted from his body, forming a surging torrent that swept towards Mu Yu with the power of destroying everything.

And Mu Yu, in the face of this violent attack, did not show the slightest fear. His eyes burned with a blazing golden light, and his whole body swelled with the sun's brilliance. With a slight flick of his hands, an invisible force instantly spread, like a scorching sun, devouring the dirty energy that swept over him little by little.

The entire battlefield instantly became white-hot. Each of Izanagi's thumps carried the power of a landslide and a crack, and Makiyu confronted it with the power of the sun. Two powerful forces collided violently in the air, emitting a deafening roar that changed the color of the heavens and the earth.