As if overwhelming, he pressed towards Lin Yu.

  The sword skills that have been honed for hundreds of years are vividly displayed at this moment.

  Black Death Mou, it is not a loss to be the strongest wind, in all fairness, if he encounters Black Death Mou before the breakthrough, there may still be some difficulties.

  But now, nothing more.

  Compared to Lin Yu's indifference, Hei Dead Mou's heart was extraordinarily excited.

  At the moment when Lin Yu drew his sword, a blind boy who looked ordinary and gentle turned into an ultimate swordsman.

  The two are completely different and can be called extreme changes, but they are like moving clouds and flowing water between the movements, and they are naturally standing at the peak of swordsmanship.

  This kind of feeling, Black Death Mou only felt it in Jiguoyuanyi hundreds of years ago.

  The blood also seemed to begin to boil like magma.

  Seeing that Hei Dead Mou didn't mean to answer, Lin Yu didn't take it seriously, just turned his head to "look" somewhere in the manor, with a somewhat sarcastic smile.

  "It's really timid, and you sent yourself to die, but what else do you have after that?"

  Lin Yu's voice was not loud, but it was clearly passed into everyone's ears.what.

Chapter 131

  In the corner of the courtyard, a very strange eyeball trembled.

  "Fight with me, and dare to be distracted!"

  Lin Yu's nonchalant attitude caused a stern look to flash across Hei Dead Mou's six bloody eyes.

  This attitude completely ignores him.

  The anger that was despised surged from his heart, and Hei Death Mou slashed open Lin Yu fiercely, with a long knife across his body, slashing out with force.

  "Breath of the Moon·Three Types of Hate Moon·Erosion!"

  The sword had not yet arrived, but the aura that seemed to be able to pierce through the sky suddenly rose from Hei Dead Mou's body.

  That terrifying aura was like a tornado sweeping across all directions.

  Feeling this breath, Butterfly Chanel Megumi, who was slaughtering ghosts not far away, was horrified.

  Even if she wasn't targeted by Black Death Mou, her horrified aura made her feel extremely pressured even after the aftermath.

  If she was in Lin Yu's position at this time, I'm afraid that her fighting spirit would be wiped out in an instant!

  This is spiritual suppression, and the pure swordsmanship that has been refined for hundreds of years is astonishing.

  With the slashing of the flesh-and-blood sword, countless sharp-looking full moon blades suddenly appeared in the swing of the blade, and two crescent-shaped blade winds seemed to cut through space, heading towards Lin Yu.

  That substantive blade wind, wherever it goes, even if it is skipped in mid-air, the ground underfoot can't bear the oppression and begins to be torn out into ravines!

  In the air, waves of turbulent currents swayed in mid-air, and the roaring sounds made people feel the terrifying power indirectly.

  "Oh!"

  "Boom boom boom boom!!!"

  The long sword lingering in dark purple collided with the afterimage of the blade wind that seemed to be in essence.

  Every collision can cause atmospheric vibrations, and every collision can make a roar in the ears of everyone present.

  The invisible air was blasted away, and the qualityless airflow was cut off.

  Even because of this collision, a scalp-numbing vacuum was formed directly in front of Lin Yu.

  A circle of invisible fluctuations caused by the collision rushed in all directions.

  The originally delicate, elegant and beautiful grass in the courtyard had long since disappeared without a trace during the fluctuations, and only the lifted soil was left, exuding an earthy smell.

  Hei Dead Mou's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the smoke and dust raised by Lin Yu's position, without any pause, he stepped heavily on his feet, and the high ponytails behind his head danced in the air.

  Hei Death Mou, who is experienced in combat, is not prepared to leave any breathing space for Lin Yu at all, and he is eagerly trying to defeat Lin Yu with continuous attacks!

  "Breath of the Moon·Long Night Lonely Moon·Uninterrupted!"

  It was another slash that could be described as extremely gorgeous, blooming from the blade of Black Death Mou.

  The long knife in his hand kept slashing fast and staggered towards Lin Yu's position.

  The sound of breaking through the air continued to sound, and the afterimages continued to emerge in the air.

  "Oh!"

  Another roar sounded!

  The domineering long knife surging with armed color once again collided with Hei Dead Mou's flesh and blood long knife.

  It's just that this time it's no longer just to block his attack, but the long sword surging with armed domineering and domineering directly slashes Hei Death Mou back!

  "boom!"

  The surging gravity on the stick and knife, accompanied by this slash, slammed into Hei Dead Mou's body with an indomitable momentum.

  Hei Death Mou, who originally exuded a fierce aura, flew out backwards, like a worn-out rag doll, with the knife-wielding figure.

  A smear of dark blood spurted out of his mouth, drawing an arc in the air.

  Lin Yu's tall and straight figure slowly walked out of the gradually dissipating smoke and dust, and his clothes were still as clean as new, without the slightest dust.

  It is a stark contrast to the embarrassed Black Death Mou.

  Bantiangou and Yuhu, who had been paying attention to the battle between Hei Dead Mou and Lin Yu, suddenly shrank unconsciously when they saw the figure that was slashed.

  'how is this possible! '

  Yuhu looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

  As for the strength of Black Death Mou, they are the most clear about these winding strings.

  After all, there were a lot of people who wanted to challenge to become Shang Xian Yi, the closest thing to ghost dance.

  But in the past few hundred years, no one has been able to succeed, not even taking a small advantage in the hands of Hei Dead Mou.

  Black Death Mou is like an unclimbable peak, sitting firmly on the top of the string, no one can shake 0 ......

  But now, the almost invincible Black Death Mou has been beaten back by this guy in front of him!

  You must know that before the war, Black Death Mou also warned the two of them that they must not interfere in the battle between the two of them, but now it seems that something is wrong.

  A gloomy look flashed in Yuhu's eyes, and his eyes were cast towards Butterfly Chanahui.

  "Is this your true strength?"

  Hei Dead Mou stood up slowly, his eyes flashing with a frenzied look that was similar to that of Yi's nest back then.

  "Kill you..."

  "Just kill you..."

  "I can prove that I am stronger than that guy?"

  "Hahahahahaha..."

  The cold and arrogant laughter, like a night owl, kept ringing.

  In the midst of this laughter, the long sword in Hei Dead Mou's hand began to change gradually as if it had life.

  From the originally smooth blade, a section of blade extended.

  In the blink of an eye, a strange-shaped blade with a wrongly divided blade appeared in Hei Death Mou's hand.

  Obviously, using the previous normal state to fight against Lin Yu, Black Death Mou is definitely not an opponent, and only the liberation of strength can have the power of a battle.

  At least, Black Death Mou thinks so.

  On the other hand, Lin Yu's expression was still so indifferent to Hei Death Mou's changes. It seemed that the other party's changes had no effect on him.

  After all, the ants who have been watching for 5.3 days are unable to recognize the power beyond what he thinks.

  However, after liberating his strength, Black Death Mou is indeed much stronger than before.

  Black Death Mou took one step forward.

  Along with his movements, the entire ground seemed to vibrate suddenly, and an invisible air current swept out towards the surroundings centered on Black Death.

  A fierce and brutal aura like a wild beast erupted from Hei Dead Mou's body.

  That power was completely different from the previous one, and even Bantiangou and Yuhu were startled. They had never seen Black Death Mou with such an aura.

  Even Black Death Mou in normal state, they are not opponents at all, let alone now.

  With such a powerful aura, I am afraid that Tong Mo and Yi Wozuo are not their opponents when they join forces! .

Chapter 132

  After liberating his strength, Black Death Mou is obviously much more confident in his own strength.

  The wound on the chest that was cut out by Lin Yu, which was almost ripped open, also healed quickly and returned to its prosperous state again.

  In less than an instant, Hei Death Mou crossed almost the entire courtyard and came to Lin Yu.

  The temptation is over, and the only thing left is the battle of life and death!

  On the ghost's blade with the wrong blade, countless ghost eyes stared at Lin Yu in front of him, a terrifying murderous riot.

  "Breath of the Moon·The Fierce Change of the Shisi Type·The Moon Full of Fibers!"

  With Hei Death Mou's wave, the ghost eyes on the Ghost Blade suddenly burst into a scarlet glow, and a strong aura burst out.

  At this moment, the surrounding air seemed to fluctuate.

  Countless huge crescent-shaped blade winds spurted out when the blade slashed through the air.

  And among these countless blade winds, there are also densely packed giant full moon blades.

  That chilling and cold aura, like a gust of wind passing through the border, seems to be able to shatter anything that stands in front of him.

  In the face of such a violent attack that almost swept everything.

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