The man was wearing a set of shadow clothes, but Fang Yuan was sure that he was not an ordinary shadow artist. The reason is simple, because he doesn't wear the same mask on his face as the other Shadow Artists.

There were three faintly visible scars on his exposed face, which didn't look like they were made by humans, but more like they had been scratched by some animal. The long knife in his hand was indeed surprisingly long, and intuitively, the length of the long knife had steadily exceeded the height of the person.

His feet were on the fallen metal wall, and although the difference in height was not very obvious, he looked like he was looking down on all the people from the top, and his eyes were full of coldness and arrogance.

"My name is Musashi Yukimura, and I am the strongest shadow in the Sea Soul Special Combat Team. I'm here for one purpose, and that's ......."

As he spoke, Musashi Yukimura stretched out his other hand, pointed at the three of them, and continued, "Kill you, three of you." ”

If it weren't for the three-headed and six-armed brother who took the lead in giving a sample, Fang Yuan would definitely think that the young man in front of him with a strong temperament in middle two was pretending to be a fork with no lower limit.

Intentionally or unintentionally, glancing at the remnant of the lower body in front of him that was still standing, Fang Yuan swallowed carefully. He understood that although the big brother in front of him was indeed a little lame in his words, the content was absolutely not mixed with any water.

Xiaobai said in a low voice: "This guy is indeed a difficult character to deal with, everyone, be careful." ”

This is just a fucking bullshit, Fang Yuan can feel the unusual aura on the other party even if he doesn't need the eyes of real sense, do you still need him to make a special reminder here?

When Mo Fanchen heard this, he smiled indifferently and said in a deep voice: "Unexpectedly...... It's a shadow ......."

Fang Yuan looked at this guy's expression as if he was a little fanatical, and hurriedly said, "Dude, calm down! He is completely different from the shadow artist we have met before, you must not be impulsive!"

Mo Fanchen said: "The shadow is the shadow man, even if he plays with the flowers, he is just a shadow man." ”

Musashi Yukimura seemed to hear Mo Fanchen's words, and a smile of disdain appeared on his face, and he raised the long knife in his hand and pointed at Mo Fanchen, saying, "You are the heir of the Mo family......, right? The nemesis of the Shadower?"

Mo Fanchen also lifted the shadow knife in his hand, straightened up, and replied with a stiff face: "That's not a legend, we'...... It's the nemesis of the Shadowman. ”

"Hahahaha......"

Musashi Yukimura suddenly let out a burst of arrogant laughter and said, "Don't laugh at the dead! Just kill a few little-known minions, do you think you are invincible in the world? You, like your people, are frogs at the bottom of the well." The power of shadow arts, and the research we have been doing for so many years, is beyond your imagination. ”

As he spoke, Musashi Yukimura suddenly restrained his smile, his expression instantly turned cold, and he continued: "In addition, the incident where your Mo family's convoy was intercepted and killed a few years ago was done by me. Actually, I regretted it too! Because I was still young at the time, I didn't know much about it, and I just wanted to verify my strength. Otherwise...... That massacre must have added a lot of fun!"

Musashi Yukimura's words were like a bombshell, smashing deep into Mo Fanchen's heart. The disaster that has haunted him for so many years, but he didn't expect that the cause was that this madman in front of him wanted to verify his strength!

"You mean...... That thing...... You did it?"

Facing Mo Fanchen's questioning, Musashi Yukimura looked indifferent, and sneered: "Actually, I only found out later, it turned out to be your Mo family's convoy." In my eyes, there's no difference between you and other cultivators, just a bunch of vegetables waiting to be cut. The nemesis of the shadow is nothing more than the psychological comfort you give yourself. ”

At this time, Mo Fanchen's mind was already in chaos, and there was only one thought in his heart now, that is, to cut down the guy in front of him and avenge his dead clansmen.

The shadow knife in Mo Fanchen's hand shimmered again, and his body shrank like a spring.

Seeing him like this, Fang Yuan hurriedly said, "Mo Fanchen, be sober! Your current physical condition is simply impossible for him to be his opponent, what is the difference between your words being so tough and sending him to death?"

Mo Fanchen said without changing his face: "I told you before that some things are more important than life. You must keep an eye on the opportunity to do it in a moment, and once you find the perfect opportunity, even if it is to kill me together...... It doesn't matter. ”

With that, his figure suddenly disappeared in place. In just the next moment, Mo Fanchen had already appeared directly above Musashi Yukimura's head, and the shadow knife in his hand slashed down.

However, Musashi Yukimura looked as if he had known that he would appear from that position, and without even raising his head, he raised the long knife in his hand very casually, easily blocking Mo Fanchen's hard work.

Xiao Bai whispered to Fang Yuan: "Even if I don't know much about the cultivation method of the Shadow Master, according to my guess, they should not be pure physical cultivation. But at this time, Mo Fanchen's body should no longer allow him to use aura on a large scale again. ”

Fang Yuan said: "So what do you mean ......"

Xiaobai said: "Forget it, I'm afraid it's too late......"

It was after listening to Xiaobai's words that Fang Yuan noticed that in just a few moments, the battle between Mo Fanchen and Musashi Yukimura seemed to have been decided.

The shadow knife in Mo Fanchen's hand had been shattered into several pieces, and his people were also trampled under the feet of Musashi Yukimura at this moment. The long knife in Musashi Yukimura's hand was pressing against Mo Fanchen's neck at the moment, and even a little breathing could cut through his skin.

At the critical moment, Fang Yuan sneered loudly in a hurry: "I thought how great this strongest shadow artist could be, after making trouble for a long time, he was just a coward who took advantage of someone's illness to kill someone!"

Musashi Yukimura's gaze fell sharply on Fang Yuan's body, and said, "What are you, dare to talk nonsense here." It seems that when you leave in a moment, you are not going to make yourself a little more peaceful?"

Fang Yuan laughed and said, "Could it be that there is something wrong with what I just said? Mo Fanchen has already encountered several major battles in a row in just such a moment, even if it is not a sick number at this moment, it is also the end of the strong crossbow. And you, the self-proclaimed 'strongest' existence, chose this time to provoke him to do something with you, aren't you afraid because you are too jealous of his ability?"

"Jealous?"

Musashi Yukimura's voice obviously became much lower, and the fierce color in his eyes seemed to be about to smash Fang Yuan to pieces.

"How do you think the word 'strongest' came from? It was piled up by the lives that fell in my hands! In the words of you Huaxia people, it is called ...... One will be successful, and ten thousand bones will wither. What do you think of me...... What do you need to be afraid of?"

Fang Yuan saw that his words really had an effect, so he continued: "Don't you know what you are afraid of? If the current Mo Fanchen is in his heyday, what percentage of the chance will you have of winning?"

Musashi Yukimura smiled coldly when he heard this, and then kicked Mo Fanchen back in Fang Yuan's direction. Seeing this, Fang Yuan hurriedly caught Mo Fanchen flying across the sky and slowly placed him on the ground.

"Don't blame me for not giving you a chance, one of the three of you counts as one, you can get on whatever you want. If I can't kill you all in ten minutes, what if I lose?"

Hearing this, Fang Yuan glanced at Mo Fanchen beside him, his state was already extremely bad at this time. I'm afraid that whether it is mentally or physically, he has reached the limit.

So he turned to Xiao Bai and whispered, "Is it possible to use the kind of trick you just used on the man in black on this guy?"

Xiao Bai shook his head slightly and said, "It's not easy, this guy's divine sense doesn't seem to be the same as that of a normal cultivator." All I can say is that I tried my best, and there is no absolute certainty that I will succeed. ”

Through the Eye of Realism, Fang Yuan had already simply checked the other party's attributes. If he wanted to overwhelm the other party in terms of attributes, Fang Yuan's only way at the moment could only be to open the Diaphragm Yu Dao.

But Fang Yuan knew in his heart that once he did this, his state would definitely be much worse than the current Mo Fanchen. That means that his journey can only end here.

He wanted to pin his hopes on Xiaobai, but he could feel that Xiaobai's state when facing Musashi Yukimura had undergone a slight change from before. Although this change is extremely subtle, there may be infinite hidden dangers.

At this moment, Musashi Yukimura seemed to suddenly repent, and said, "Forget it, I'm really not interested in playing with you anymore." There are a lot of rats today, and I'm going to have to do it quickly. ”

"That's it!"

Musashi Yukimura raised the long knife in his hand and said coldly: "This knife is called Killing Grievances, and under Killing Grievances, there is no living soul." I'll use this knife to make you understand, what...... It's called 'the strongest'. ”

His sudden change of hexagram made Fang Yuan, who originally planned to rely on you to buy some time, mess up, and even Xiao Bai, who had always been calm, couldn't help frowning.

If they delay it any longer, they may be able to find some kind of turnaround, but if they win and lose with one sword, they will lose all possible opportunities to take advantage of it.

Just as Fang Yuan was about to scold, the long knife in Musashi Yukimura's hand did not hesitate at all, and suddenly slashed diagonally in the air. Its speed was so fast that before it could even react to the surrounding air currents, an unpretentious and awe-inspiring sword shadow slammed towards the three of them.

No, it's impossible to stop!

This was the same sword shadow that had just cut off the three-headed and six-armed man in black through the metal wall, Fang Yuan thought that his current strength would not be able to withstand such a powerful slash at all.

At this moment, his heart was still hesitating whether to open the Diaphragm Yu Dao and fight to the death, but the cold sword shadow did not intend to leave him too much time to hesitate. Just when Fang Yuan's heart was horizontal and he was about to open the Diaphragm Yu Dao, it was already too late.