Bishop's Retirement

Chapter 892

Well…

The moment his body was embedded in the mountain wall, Musashi let out a mournful moan.

His complexion was pale, his seven orifices were bleeding, and his breath was like gossamer.

Seeing life is not long.

Wang Ye's palm was full of murderous intentions just now.

Although he didn't do his best, his strength was also extremely terrifying.

Its palm strength is like thunder and lightning, enough to destroy mountains.

Ordinary masters would be beaten out of their wits on the spot after receiving this palm, and died on the spot!
But Musashi did not die immediately.

So, it is already quite good...

Seeing this scene, Wang Ye twitched his lips and turned around slowly.

Musashi's bones and tendons were broken, and he was sure to die.

For a mortal person, there is no need to expend extra effort.

Letting him die in pain is also a punishment for attacking Aji and others just now.

Clang!

The moment Wang Ye turned around, there was a crisp sound of swords and soldiers clashing again.

Turning his head to look, he saw that the samurai sword that had fallen to the side flew up by itself and returned to Musashi's hand.

The moment the samurai sword returned to Musashi's hand, a sudden change occurred.

But he saw a strong blood energy pervading from the blade.

As soon as the blood came out, it poured into Musashi's body continuously.

At the moment, Musashi rolled his eyes up, and made a series of strange noises from his throat.

Crackling!

Immediately afterwards, his body twisted continuously, making a series of crisp sounds of bones.

Following this series of sounds, Musashi's broken bones all returned to their original positions.

At the same time, he stretched out his arms.

Jumped from the pit above the mountain wall.

"Hey hey hey..."

After jumping off, Musashi let out a series of strange sneers.

Immediately afterwards, he swung his samurai sword and attacked Wang Ye head-on.

"A knife is worse than a human, it has its own consciousness..."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Wang Ye sneered, and said in a deep voice: "When the master is about to die and his consciousness is confused, he will attack the subject..."

"Now this person has become a puppet of the sword..."

"This knife is really interesting and ruthless!"

Whoosh!
Just as Wang Ye was thinking secretly, a sharp howl came.

Looking up, I saw Musashi rolling his eyes upwards and slashing towards Wang Ye with a samurai sword in his hand.

At this time, Musashi had no consciousness at all, but his speed was much faster than before.

A series of phantoms flashed by, and the samurai sword was glowing red, slashing at Wang Ye.

snort!
Seeing this scene, Wang Ye sneered, and said in a deep voice: "The host is not my opponent even when he is conscious..."

"Now it's just a puppet with a broken knife, and it wants to kill me?"

"It really makes people laugh out loud!"

After saying a word, Wang Ye moved his arm vigorously and pushed his palm horizontally.

In an instant, an extremely strong palm force poured out like a stormy wave hitting the shore.

It slammed heavily on Musashi's body.

boom!
There was only a loud noise, and Musashi's body exploded instantly, turning into a pile of minced meat and flying away.

It's just a moment's work.

This Musashi died twice under Wang Ye's hands.

And the samurai sword in his hand flew out at this time, and was pulled by Wang Ye's internal force, and held in his hand.

The moment the samurai sword was in his hand, Wang Ye looked at it twice.

I saw that the blade was as red as blood, and the red light was looming.

There is also a chrysanthemum engraved on the top, which looks extremely strange against the blood color.

The moment Wang Ye looked at the samurai sword, the blade suddenly shook.

Immediately afterwards, a cloud of blood-red mist filled the air.

"Old Wang, be careful!"

Looking at the scene, Xiao Muyun who was watching the battle couldn't help but exclaimed.

He could clearly see the weirdness of this samurai sword.

A person whose bones and meridians have been shattered can do it again.

If Wang Ye was trapped in it and bewitched his mind, it would be very bad.

However, at the moment Xiao Muyun spoke to remind him.

This bloody mist instantly enveloped Wang Ye!
Pfft!
Seeing this scene, Xiao Muyun's legs softened and he knelt directly on the ground.

Just now this samurai sword turned Musashi into a puppet in this way.

The same is true for Wang Ye now...

When he thought of this, he was extremely desperate.

"It's over..."

Thinking of this, Xiao Muyun said desperately: "I told you to be careful if you don't listen..."

"It's all right now, is it clear?"

"The holy monarch who ruled the world in the past has now become a puppet..."

"The most outrageous thing is that I am only ten years old, and I am a handsome, handsome and personable young man, but I am about to die here..."

"God is really jealous of me..."

hum!
At the moment Xiao Muyun shouted loudly, there was a soft sound.

Immediately, the blood energy was instantly dissipated.

And Wang Ye was holding a samurai sword, and looked at Xiao Muyun with a look of caring for a silly child: "Have you had enough fucking howling?"

???

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Muyun's voice stopped abruptly.

He looked at Wang Ye in front of him and said, "Old Wang, are you okay!?"

Inside and outside the words, Xiao Muyun's face was full of surprises.

"nonsense!"

Hearing this, Wang Ye twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "It's just a broken knife, it's a thousand miles worse than Lao Tzu's..."

"It's fucking wishful thinking to influence Lao Tzu's mind!"

Between the words, Wang Ye's face was full of contempt.

"It's okay, you should have said it earlier!"

After hearing Wang Ye's explanation, Xiao Muyun stood up slowly: "Let me be nervous for you for a long time..."

Snapped!
Before Xiao Muyun finished speaking, Wang Ye thumped Xiao Muyun on the head with a thump: "You are really talking nonsense with your fucking eyes open..."

"Being nervous for me for a long time, are you still nervous about yourself?"

"Collection of handsome and unrestrained, personable young man..."

"God is jealous of you, you are really shameless..."

With that said, Wang Ye was about to hit Xiao Muyun again.

"okay…"

Seeing Wang Ye raised his hand, Xiao Muyun said, "I'm still young, you'd be fooling me..."

"Besides, didn't my first sentence tell you to be careful..."

"You're so fucking stubborn..."

Hearing this, Wang Ye was ready to act again.

"Ehhhh..."

Seeing this scene, Xiao Muyun hurriedly said, "Old Wang, what's the matter with this knife?"

"It's fine if you can suck blood, how can you turn people into puppets?"

At this moment, Xiao Muyun quickly changed the subject.

"Knife is worse than people, self-generated consciousness..."

Hearing Xiao Muyun speak, Wang Ye said: "When you can't control it, it will erode your consciousness instead..."

"Also, although this knife is powerful, it's not completely..."

"It's as if it was forcibly pulled out of a peerless magic weapon..."

As he said that, Wang Ye waved it twice, and said, "If this knife can be forged completely, it must be a peerless magic weapon..."

Peerless Divine Soldier!

Hearing Wang Ye's words, Xiao Muyun's eyes lit up.

He looked at Wang Ye and said, "What kind of peerless weapon?"

Hearing this, Wang Ye looked at the samurai sword in his hand and pondered for a moment.

Then he opened his mouth and said: "If the casting is completed, the power of this sword may not be inferior to the Yuqing Sword in Bai Mingyu's hand..."

　I came back late from the meeting, and the update was also a bit late, and then two old fried dough sticks took advantage of my annual vacation to use my computer to watch European and American action movies, what the fuck...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)