The Reincarnator Fails Miserably

A fight, a fight between life and death, or the recklessness of facing the knife, or the desperate fighting at close range, or the time difference of the instant reaction, both sides have achieved near-perfect perfection when possible... There is no wasted energy, no extra movement.

But it's not enough, the winner hasn't been decided yet!

Nature moves forward again, approaches again, collides again!

Su Bai held up the Dizang Yuhun, which is the basis of the natural Lixinflow sword move, called Xinyi stick, the sword technique evolved from the stick method, in fact, there is no trick, it is just a pure and practical downward chop!

Hei Si Mou took exactly the same action, also raised his knife and slashed.

Clang--!Gold and iron intertwined, the slamming sound was crisp, sparks burst out, and the crisp sound almost made tinnitus ring out.

But this blow was far from over. The first cut was followed by the second, third, fourth, and fifth... Every time a cut was made, the weapon would vibrate violently. The sparks of a collision did not go out, and the sparks of the next cut had already burst out. At the end of the impact, the sparks were densely covered, like burning fireworks.

This time the two sides are competing for the quality of the body, and they will not retreat when they stand still. After the first cut, they will cut again with the same posture and the same trajectory. The rebound will be resolved by waist strength and arm strength. As the number of consecutive cuts increases, the shock will become stronger and stronger, the hands will become numb, the legs will become weak, and the waist will become unresponsive.

But Su Bai and Hei Si Mou are both sword ghosts, and their confrontation has lasted for half a minute, with sparks shooting out several times every second, the slashes of both sides almost turning into afterimages, and the sparks flying wildly before the eyes!

Hei Si Mou's body is a ghost's body, which can be repaired infinitely, and he has an absolute advantage in this kind of confrontation.

But Su Bai also has an advantage, that is the knife.

Hei Si Mou's sword is a demon sword, which has not been replaced for hundreds of years, and it has drank countless blood. Compared with Jizo Yuhun, which is the key of God, it may be able to block ordinary slashing, but how long can this demon sword last if it is so tough!

In the high-intensity confrontation, Su Bai finally couldn't hold it anymore. Once his body stopped, it meant that he was about to reach the limit, but he didn't know how much durability the opponent's knife had.

But at the moment when Su Bai was about to go to the limit, Hei Si Mou took the knife... The knife in his hand was one with him, if the knife in his hand was cut off by Jizo Yuhun, he would suffer serious injuries, and he would also die... There will be no knives available.

This step back gave him a chance to breathe, and it also gave Su Bai a chance to breathe.

But after all, only for a moment!

Su Baiping raised the long saber, Ksitigarbha Yuhun's eyes were aligned, and the tip of the black saber pointed directly at Heishimu, launching a violent attack.

Holding the saber in both hands, he threw down the scabbard, abandoned Ertian's first-class fifth momentum, gave up defense, and concentrated all his mind on attacking. He couldn't give the opponent a chance to breathe, and couldn't give him a chance to recover. Won't be back, chances won't come back a third time!

Hei Si Mou was silent, he could see with all six eyes, the sword ghost came to meet him, he decided to use the exquisite saber technique in his hand.

Just like three hundred years ago, it is so strong that it makes people despair.

Even I, who has spent three hundred years in the form of a ghost, seems to have made no progress at all, but is still retreating...

That's enough, that's it...I, I can't retreat anymore!

Hei Si Mou gritted his teeth, followed the irrational impulse, burning the last bit of humanity, he raised the demon knife with obvious cracks in his hand, knowing that the knife was about to break, but as a swordsman His reservedness urged him to unleash a heavy rain of saber light and his proud sword skills, not allowing him to continue to retreat.

"The whole essence of my swordsmanship lies here!"

Hei Si Mou swung his last Moon's Breath school sword skill, and stood with his saber horizontally, putting all his eggs in one basket.

The dark moon was like a desperate dance, Su Bai smiled lightly in the radiance of the waning moon, that smile was as beautiful as a picture scroll, with a devilish wildness added to the divinity.

When the eyes of the audience are attracted by his smile, they don't know that the knife has been cut off.

The knife dipped into the wind, hissing like the devil's crooning the ballad of death.

In this small world that has become black and white, only the dazzling light of the knife broke through the shackles between heaven and earth.

That knife light was not an angel's redemption, but a door that opened slowly. Behind the door, there were thousands of evil spirits screaming, howling, crying, and laughing wildly. They stretched out their fingers and clasped the gap in the door. , turning the desire to return to the world into the bright red of the blood-red eyes behind the gap of Rashomon.

【One Sword Style · Rashomon】

Su Bai walked past Heishai Mou, three steps away, blood dripping from the black knife.

Heishai Mou raised his head and stared quietly at the bright moon, a thin red thread floated on his neck.

He asked, "How about my sword?"

"Very good." Su Bai said.

He showed a childlike smile: "Really?"

The sword demon, who had been restless for hundreds of years, closed his eyes and passed away with the wind without complaint or regret.

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"Did you win?"

Zhu Shi whispered in her sleep, she looked at the scene in front of her, a little unbelievable.

She knew the danger of this battle, but the victory came too fast, and it was too taken for granted... There were no variables, no ups and downs.

Su Bai has taken the initiative in the battle from the very beginning, because his strength has already surpassed that of Hei Si Mou, and it only took two short months...

So unbelievable, but also seen with my own eyes.

Hei Si Mou had turned into ashes and dissipated. Even if his soul was reincarnated, this swordsman would no longer exist anywhere in this world.

He had no regrets, no regrets, he just fought to his heart's content, and then passed away quietly with a smile on his face.

Even though he was the enemy of Twelve Ghost Moons, he proved the nobility of soul and the dignity of a swordsman in the end.

Su Bai put the Dizang Yuhun into the scabbard, put the knife back into the scabbard, he also let out a long breath, he fought this battle very happily and had a lot of fun.

In all fairness, he should also be grateful to Hei Si Mou. Without the pressure from such a powerful enemy, Su Bai would not be able to improve his strength in two months. During the fight with Hei Si Mou, it was obvious that his sword The magic and sword skills have made great progress... The memory inherited from this ghost is turning into food, replenishing the incompleteness of the soul in an endless stream.

"It's over." Su Bai turned his head to look at Zhu Shi, and said, "You are safe."

There was an indescribable emotion in Zhu Shi's heart. He always remembered the promise in the past, that is, he once said a word and made a promise "I will protect your safety", and he has stuck to it until now. His powerful enemy fell under the sword, and all threats were eliminated, so he was finally able to say this sentence...