The Reincarnator Fails Miserably

--Meow meow meow?

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Draw your sword and confront.

Su Bai had to put on a posture to deal with it. Hei Simou's killing intent and fighting spirit were genuine.

"hiss……"

Su Bai heard a clear sound of breathing. The six-eyed swordsman was exhaling. Although he had turned into a ghost, he retained the basic structure of a human being. Except for a few more eyeballs, he was basically the same as a human warrior. the difference.

He doesn't need to rely on the proliferation of alien organs like other ghosts, and change his appearance to strengthen himself to appear strong, because his weapons are already in his hands, and he turned into a ghost to make a further step in the way of swords, surpassing the shackles of human beings, and breaking through The bottleneck of the past, but the final result of this approach is that even the body and mind are completely reduced to foreign law and heresy.

Whenever you give up being a human being, nothing more than that.

Su Bai really wanted to open his mouth to ridicule and despise him as 'it's just that', but now he couldn't even find the time to make a cold joke.

The breath is stagnant, and the sword is integrated... This is not a third-rate thing that can break the balance by throwing a mud can.

Om-!

Suddenly the sword sounded and shook, and the blade stabbed forward. Such a simple movement burst out with lightning speed. The distance of more than five steps was easily crossed, and the blade pointed directly at the center of Su Bai's eyebrows.

Su Bai rotated his wrist, and the blade cut a circular arc. There was no sword move, it was purely an instinctive reaction.

clang--!

The light of the knife flashed continuously, and the Sun Wheel Knife was shaken back.

Blood splattered on Su Bai's cheeks, he took two steps back, let go of the weapon in his hand, swung it twice and then fell to the ground.

Although he blocked the first knife, he didn't block the second knife, and even his hasty movements were not enough to react, and the blade dropped out of his hand under one blow.

Zhu Shi tilted her head cutely.

Even Hei Si Mou was stunned by this result, he just stabbed twice tentatively, not using the genre, let alone his well-professed sword skills.

However, this man who beat a group of warriors to autism with every gesture three hundred years ago actually lost his weapon directly? ... Could it be that he has become too strong unconsciously?Have you already surpassed the past by so much?

Hei Si Mou stared at his knife silently, lost in thought.

There was an extremely awkward silence in the room.

Su Bai's face flushed red, so damn embarrassing now...

The opponent put on a posture of challenging the undefeated myth, as if he was facing a big enemy, but in the end, he let go of his weapon with just one move. It is simply a typical example of a Tai Chi master challenging an active boxer and being hanged...

"Hmm... my hands were a little slippery just now, so I didn't hold it well." Su Bai coughed all over, raised the Sun Wheel Knife with his toes, changed his gesture, consolidated his momentum, and said seriously: "This time I want to Seriously."

Hei Si Mou also thought it was just an accident, and said in a low voice, "It's best like this."

The six-eyed swordsman took a heavy step forward, held the hilt of the knife with both hands, raised the knife and slashed down, this heavy slash fell, Su Bai blocked it with a horizontal knife, and the moment the blade touched it, the tiger's mouth burst, blood overflowed, and the pain shook the phalanx pain The arm bone was sore and numb, as if he had been hit by Brother Monkey.

The strength is heavy, and the momentum falls like an axe.

Su Bai showed signs of weakness after receiving the knife, even if the opponent's arms had been lifted up in a counter-shock, and his chest and stomach were wide open, he was powerless to fight back.

But this heavy slash is not only one cut, but also a second cut.

The counter-shock of the arms is not a precursor to being repelled, but the intentional use of strength to counter-shock, so that the blade is raised above the head, and then a heavy slash is made, which is even more powerful.

Su Bai knew that this knife would not be able to catch it, so he could only use head-to-head, slashing and slashing.

clang--!

Amidst the crisp sound of a bell, the wooden floor in the center of the living room collapsed and sunken, and the draft paper was swept up by the airflow. Many unpublished practice pens or masterpieces left by Hokusai were killed by the sword energy in the wind.

The Sun Wheel Knife was out of hand again, this time it wasn't a slip of the hand...

The tiger's mouth of Su Bai's right hand burst open, blood overflowed, and the sharp crescent blade air left a red mark on his shoulder.

Hei Si Mou completely understood that it wasn't that he was too strong, but that this person... was too weak.

"You are not him, I made a mistake. Even though your appearance and temperament are very similar, your sword has no rules and no skills. It is incomparable with three hundred years ago. The Nine Pillars of the Ghost Killing Team and the swordsmen of the major swordsmanship schools Swordsmen are far inferior."

He sighed in disappointment, and his sword energy, killing intent, and fighting spirit were quickly wiped out, leaving only a strong disappointment: "I thought I could make up for the regrets of three hundred years ago, but it seems that it is just a dream, a mirror image...it is so. Vulnerable."

Hei Si Mou turned around, raised his knife and walked towards Zhushi. He never forgot the purpose of this trip. It was rare for him to raise his fighting spirit after many years without emotional fluctuations.

At the same time as the sound of footsteps rising and falling, Su Bai spoke and called Hei Simou to stop: "...Hello."

Hei Si Mou paused for a moment, without squinting.

"I didn't give any feedback today, and my hands kept shaking, and there was also a problem with this knife. Give me a weak weapon at the beginning... In this situation, you want me to fight you, so how can I fight you. "Su Bai uttered a bible vocabulary to blame.

Hei Si Mou looked cold and refused to reply, the knife was already on Zhu Shi's neck at this time, the sharp sword aura and chilling coldness made the delicate lady doctor shiver.

"So..." Su Bai breathed a sigh of relief: "If you want to have a real fight with me, give me time. When I remember the past, we will have another fight, life and death."

Hei Si Mou's knife did not swing down for a long time, he looked sideways at Su Bai with six eyes: "Are you trying to survive? I didn't intend to kill you at all."

"No, I ask you to let Zhu Shi go." Su Bai moved his wrist and picked up the Sun Wheel Knife: "Otherwise I will never fight you."

"Your threat is unreasonable." Hei Si Mou snorted coldly, the blade cut into Zhu Shi's neck, cut through his fair skin, and blood stained his kimono red.

"It's not a threat, it's just a death reprieve ceremony, leaving this head on her neck." Su Bai shook his head and said, "Because it's very simple for you to kill her. If I lose to you, you can also kill her." After that, I beheaded her... If a defected ghost really poses such a big threat to you, you should have tried everything to get rid of her, but in fact she is not that important, is it?"

"What if you run away?"