Reaper: Unlimited Skill Points

“For the royal use of the evil gods, the remnants of Weiwu’s exhausted body.”

“Hades Dark Scythe!”

With the fall of the liberation language.

The dazzling Scythe of Death, along with the dissipation of black light, condensed and formed in Ling Yun’s hands.

The momentum of the demon suddenly swept the audience!

“Hey, his slashing knife doesn’t seem to be the same as before.”

Madara was the first to discover the clue.

His gaze was fixed on Yan Demon, reflecting the red and black tones, and there was a look of doubt in his eyebrows.

Even if it is not the Grim Reaper, some basic common sense, Madara still understands!

The Grim Reaper’s Slashing Knife, when it has not yet awakened, that is, when it is still a shallow fight, is roughly the same in appearance, and there will hardly be much difference.

In the impression of the bald head, Yan Devil is a scythe, yes, but the overall tone is dark black!

Under normal circumstances, unless it is a swastika form, there should be no change.

So here’s the problem.

Where does the hue of red come from?

With the same doubts, not only Madara Ichikaku is alone, but Ayase Kawa Bow also discovered this.

Ling Yun’s slashing knife demon was more imposing than at that time, and its appearance was more windy.

Although it is only the form of the initial solution, the momentum of the silk 23 is not weaker than the solution of some slashing knives.

It’s just daunting!

“Hahahahaha!”

“Lingyun, huh? I still remember your name, I didn’t expect you to become stronger, it couldn’t be better! Like a madman, Kenba let out a beastly laugh.

He stared intently at Ling Yun, and his sharp eyes revealed a strong fighting intent.

That gaze…

As if it were a provocation!

“More wood sword eight…”

“You’re still as verbose as you were then.” Ling Yun raised the sickle of death, swiped it lightly in midair, and said, “This time I will definitely cut you down!” ”

“Yes?”

Geng Mu Jianba’s smile stopped abruptly in an instant.

Boom –

A majestic spiritual pressure that was enough to crush the clouds, accompanied by a dazzling golden light, suddenly emanated from his body.

Sky, earth, clouds, streets…

Everything within sight is shrouded in spiritual pressure.

“His spiritual pressure is still so strong!”

Madara Kazukaku and Ayase River bow relatives, under the premise of relying on their own strength, only barely resisted.

They gritted their teeth and looked struggling, standing behind Ling Yun struggling to support.

Even these two heroes are so difficult to top, which shows how terrifying the spiritual pressure of the Wood Sword Eight is!

However, Matsumoto is much luckier.

She had been hiding behind Ling Yun, sheltered by the pressure of Yan Demon’s spirit, but nothing happened at all.

Matsumoto blinked his eyes, looking stunned, and looked curiously at Kenhachi on the other side.

The ghostly man in front of him, the young heart of the little loli, left a lingering shadow!

“Seventy-three of the Bound Dao, Fallen Mountain Crystal!”

Ling Yun gave up the chanting and cast his bondage.

A triangular cone-shaped defensive array condensed by Reiko instantly enveloped Matsumoto Chaoju.

“Bald head, shemale, you two mess with jury.”

“I’m going to fight him!”

Ling Yun’s words even stayed in place, and his figure had disappeared in an instant.

Ringing –

It is not the instantaneous step that the god of death is used to, but the skill unique to the Great Void.

Ling Yun’s figure, as if jumping in space, instantly appeared in front of Genmu Jianba.

The slashing knife in his hand flashed with a red luster on the blade, and a terrifying aura burst out instantly.

This is…

Eight thousand streams of kendo!

Gong –

A crisp metallic clashing sounded.

This time, Genmu Jianba did not swell, and did not dare to send a big distribution in front of Ling Yun.

After all, the induction of the strong is relative, and at the moment when Ling Yun swung the knife, a strong sense of crisis arose.

However…

“Huh?”

In the next second, Jian Ba’s face immediately changed.

The slashing knife he held in his hand, full of gaps, although it temporarily parried the demon.

However, the power transmitted by the blade made Genmu Jianba feel a strong negative emotion in an instant.

Bloody, brutal, sabotage…

This negative emotion brought about by the anger was like the key to opening the door, instantly awakening some kind of power that had been hidden in his body for many years.

Buzz…

A special fluctuation that resonates like a slight moan.

Genmu Jianba’s movements, along with his facial expression, suddenly froze at this moment.

“？？？”

“The great evil man wants to do something again?”

Madara looked confused.

After the previous welfare delivery, he mistakenly thought that Genmu Jianba was going to play tricks again.

“Wouldn’t it? He was obviously suppressed by Ling Yun, shouldn’t he really be so inflated? Ayase shook his head, thinking the idea was ridiculous.

Even if it is more reckless, it will not be killed on the spot, right?

That’s stupid too!

Also puzzled is the grass deer Yachiryu who is standing on the eaves and has been secretly observing.

She pouted, biting her finger curiously, and muttered suspiciously, “Hey, what’s wrong with Xiaojian today, it’s not like his fighting style.” ”

As the closest companions, we spend time together every day.

For everything in the more wooden sword eight, the eight thousand 127 streams are almost to the point of knowing the roots.

Battle maniac, immortal.

These are the biggest labels on the body of Genmu Jianba.

But…

Now the scene is clearly not quite right.

With Jianba’s warlike personality, he should be extremely excited, instead of being in a daze!

“What’s wrong with this bi?”

Ling Yun muttered a little helplessly.

In the face of Genmu Jianba, who suddenly calmed down, he was really a little unaccustomed to reasoning!

But the next second.

Ling Yun’s concerns were immediately dispelled.

That’s because…

“Hahahahaha!”

Genmu Jianba suddenly raised his head, and his face roared fiercely.

This unbridled laugh has the characteristics of the beast’s fury and bloodthirsty, as harsh as a sharp sound wave.

“Lingyun…”

“Thanks to you, that power was able to awaken!”

After a burst of wild laughter.

Genmu Jianba suddenly said something inexplicable.

“What do you mean?”

Ling Yun’s eyes widened.

Intuition told him things weren’t that simple.

“Thanks to!”

“My slashing knife has just awakened!”

More wooden sword eight words out of the amazing.

The slashing knife in his hand has awakened after a thousand years! _

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