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Chapter 79 The Hesitating Knife

Yuehua throbbed, and the night was dim.

Between the mountains and plains, a vague spirit is slowly rising.

As if a beast that had fallen asleep for an unknown number of years had come to life, Kwashima Jigoro stood not far away on one leg and watched, his head was already full of sweat.

What he saw before his eyes was the year of black death when interest arose.

Shanyi retracted the Sunwheel Sword into the scabbard, his eyes were always closed, as if he had fallen asleep, and his body showed a forward-leaning posture of drawing the sword.

A large amount of airflow was inhaled in the snout and nose, and a slight whirlpool was almost visible to the naked eye. The clothes were windless, and the golden hair shook gently.

The golden electric light flickered from time to time between the tips of his hair, and the scabbard seemed to tremble faintly.

“Thunder’s breath, a type of thunderbolt.

The body instantly disappeared in place, as if it was really just a flash of light.

The Black Death Mou crossed with this electric light, as if doing nothing.

At the next moment, Shan Yi burst into a lot of blood, and four huge interlaced cut marks appeared in front of him and behind him.He also vomited red blood in his mouth. He knelt on the ground with a cough, and completely lost consciousness while riding the sword on the ground. .

Soon he closed his eyes and opened them slowly.

It’s just that the calm and indifferent face also changed, becoming a cry for father and mother.

“It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!”

She screamed loudly, tears pouring from her eyes.

The black death Mou Xiao watched this scene with interest, and then raised his finger. There was a slight scratch on it.

“Although he is a strange guy, he is very talented.

Although he didn’t try his best, but he could only hurt him, he was already a swordsman with extraordinary talent.

At least, he was much stronger than the ghost killing team swordsman who was turned into a ghost by him before.

When Kwashima saw this, Jigoro felt proud and full of regrets.

The proud one is his own disciple, who indeed has a talent that is stronger than he imagined.

It’s a pity that no matter how talented you are, you can only die here today.

Facing such a monster, it is impossible to win.

So far, no swordsman from the ghost killing team can survive as a human after encountering this guy.

And all his information comes from ancient records.

Kuwashima Jigoro is one of the oldest columns, even surpassing the original water column, and all the ghost killing team swordsmen in the same period have already died.

Linliu Zakinji is 70 years old, and he has been in the ghost killing team for more than 60 years since he was a teenager.

He is close to eighty years old and has survived more than six ghost killing teams.

In the entire history of the ghost killing team, only the First Generation Hi-breathing swordsman Ji Guoyuanyi and a handful of people can survive to this age.

As the saying goes, being old and not dying is a thief. The secrets he knows are too many, including most of the winding information.

There is only one ghost in this world with six eyes, carrying the sword, and such a powerful ghost.

One of the first winds, the year of the black death, the brother of the First Generation Sun Breathing Swordsman, has survived for nearly five hundred years, and is the closest ghost to the ghost dance club!

“Grandpa! This guy is so strong, let’s run away|||!”

Shanyi was already stubbornly holding the wound and shouted.

“Stupid! As a swordsman of the ghost killing team, you must have the courage to face death!”

At this moment, Kuwashima Jigoro still did not forget to reprimand him.

“But I’m not married yet!” Shan Yi was already crying.

“Let me touch Miss Sister’s hand before I die at least!”

“How can I have such a dull disciple of you!”

Kwadao Jiwulang was so angry that he jumped up and beat him violently, but soon sighed again.

But now that it’s time, don’t be so strict with the disciples.

He died to the point of his mouth with a smile, and the sword body became more slender and sharper as he thought.

“It’s really interesting mentor and apprentice. For the sake of you bringing me a bit of fun, I will kill you with a sharper knife.”

“It won’t be painful, only for a moment.”

He first chose Kuwashima Jigolang and walked over step by step, putting tremendous pressure on the other party.

“You monster! Don’t expose your back to your opponent!”

Shan Yi plucked up the courage to rush over, then slashed to his neck, and at the same time yelled to Kuwashima Jigolang.

“Grandpa, run away!

Hei Si Mou’s six eyes slowly turned, and at the same time, he slashed backwards in an instant.

“Crack!”

Shanyi’s knife was directly cut off, and then the sharp blade hit Shanyi’s chest.

“If you want me to treat you as an opponent, then I will work harder in my next life.” Black Death Mou said.

Kwadao Jiwulang leaped and pointed a sword at his head, but the black death Mou opened his other hand without looking back, and a sword was directly grown.

“.Da!”

One after the other, the master and disciple were pierced by the sword, and then they fell to the ground.

From the beginning to the end, the two of them didn’t have any strength to fight back in front of the black death.

Just like the sound column Chalcedony Tianyuan said.

There is a huge gap between people, between genius and genius, and between pillars and pillars.

Any swordsman who can become a pillar is a genius, but he, who is regarded as a genius, is far from monsters like Shito Wuichiro and Yanzhu Weimingyu Xingming.

And Black Death is much stronger than the strongest Weiming Islet Xingming.

In contrast, the original Leizhu Sangdao Jigolang, who lost a leg and was nearly 80 years old, was like a candlelight in front of the sun.

A large amount of blood rushed out, dyeing this mountain forest into blood.

Kuwashima Jigolang’s eyes gradually dimmed. To be honest, this guy said what he said, this sword was so gentle and unbelievable, he could not feel the slightest pain at all, and it was over. (Of the king)

What is commendable is that it is not the brutal way of killing the body that destroys the body.

But while causing fatal damage, he bleeds them like moonlight.

But just in this case, with the powerful physique of the ghost killing team swordsman different from ordinary people, the possibility of surviving is still very high, especially after the wound is effectively treated.

So Black Death Mou raised his sword again and said.

“Just send you one last ride.

Kuwashima Jigoro did not give up resistance even at this time, but he knew that no matter how hard he struggles, the result will not change.

It’s a pity that Shan Yi this child…

But Shanyi had always been very timid, but at this moment he didn’t say anything else, just gritted his teeth and kept tears in his eyes.

It was also at this time that Hei Si Mou had already raised the knife high, and there shouldn’t be any hesitation.

Hesitated. Commit,