Reaper: Unlimited Skill Points

Chapter 197

More Mu Jianba’s mentality has rarely changed.

He even began to think about one thing – should he become the Grim Reaper?

That’s right!

After this battle, Genmu Jianba suddenly had an epiphany.

Looking back on his experience over the years, he has absolute strength, and he is almost unrivaled in the entire Genmu District.

No opponent can be found.

Can’t experience the joy of fighting.

So the days are boring and boring.

And Ling Yun’s appearance, whether this time or a year ago, gave Jianba a different feeling.

And the awakening of the wild sun has become the key to promoting this idea!

At the end of the day, it’s power!

“Hey, more wood sword eight, you finally figured it out?” Ling Yun held the Yan Devil in his hand, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and said, “I have always nested in this place where birds do not, and I admire your patience.” ”

“Hahahahaha!”

“Ling Yun, your appearance really gave me an inspiration!”

Genmu Jianba let out an arrogant smile.

The fighting intent that originally flickered in his eyes also faded a little.

The atmosphere suddenly eased up a lot!

But well–

This battle still needs to be solved.

963 That’s because…

Boom –

In the black clouds hovering in the sky, there was a deafening loud noise.

Those eleven pitch-black falling thunders, aimed at the body of Genmu Jianba, fell from the sky at an extremely fast speed.

Thunder bombardment, huge momentum.

Just the roar of thunder makes the scalp of people who listen to it numb, not to mention the thunder pillars visible to the naked eye!

“A corner, bow dear.”

“Quickly hide in the Binding Dao Enchantment, I will not guarantee the personal safety of the two of you!”

At the moment when the falling thunder was about to fall, Ling Yun deliberately glanced back and shouted towards the bald demon two.

The power of his exertion was more than ten times stronger than the body of Yan Ling Pill.

The gap in spiritual pressure alone has doubled the power, not to mention the full attributes of Yan Demon!

The power of Huang Huang Yan Ling’s departure from the palace.

Enough to destroy most of the Gengi area!

“I swear I will never follow you in the future!”

“Me too!”

……

Madara Ichikaku and Ayase River bow kissed, after looking at each other, they hid in the enchantment of the binding path in embarrassment.

The two of them were almost scared to pee! (cjcf）

Meanwhile.

Gengmu Jianba carried the slashing knife and looked up at the sky without changing his face.

The dense black clouds and the constantly flickering thunder could not make him have the slightest fear.

“Come on!”

“Let me appreciate the power of apocalypse!

Geng Mu Jianba’s face was full of hideous smiles.

He was like a senseless warrior, who didn’t know what fear was, and only had indomitable determination in his eyes.

The next instant.

The black thunder light landed in response, and the figure of the wooden sword eight was swift and devilish.

Within a radius of a hundred miles, all destroyed!

“Why did he kill himself?”

Looking at the scene of eleven falling thunders and indiscriminate bombing, there was a voice of discussion within the enchantment.

Madara Kazukaku and Ayase River bowed to the two of them, relieved, fortunately they hid in the enchantment in time, otherwise they would also repeat the mistake of Kenhachi.

And in their opinion, even if the wooden sword eight is stronger, it will definitely not be able to survive a thunderstorm.

So it’s no different from suicide!

Not only them, but even the eight thousand streams on the eaves came up with the same idea.

The eaves of the roof where she was located had been reduced to ruins, bombarded into a pile of powder by black thunder.

If it weren’t for Ling Yun’s deliberate guidance to avoid falling thunder and hurting the eight thousand streams, I’m afraid that the little loli would have disappeared long ago!

“Xiaojian…”

“You shouldn’t die easily, right?”

Yachiryu looked at the black thunderstorm, his little face full of worried groans.

Her essence is actually the sword spirit of the wild sun, so there is a deep bond between her and Genmu Jianba.

Once something happens to Genmu Jianba, she will definitely not be much better.

————

Meanwhile.

The center of a black thunderstorm.

“I really don’t know, the feeling of thunder splitting is more comfortable than expected.”

When the people outside the enchantment have their own ideas.

The situation of Mu Jianba is much more optimistic than expected!

Although the power of falling thunder is very strong, the power of wild sun is also not weak.

Coupled with Jianba itself, it is an alternative “immortal body”, so it barely survived in the thunderstorm.

If you look closely.

It could be found that around his body, a layer of golden light was shrouded, like a substantial spiritual pressure barrier, constantly resisting the erosion of black thunder.

Of course, this state is only temporary, after all, it will sharply consume spiritual pressure.

Even if the Eight Spirits of the Wooden Sword was more powerful, Ling Yun was not weaker than him in the slightest, and even stronger than that.

Once the stalemate persists for a long time.

More wood sword eight is doomed to fail!

“Lingyun…”

“If, as you say, go to the Quiet Spirit Court and become the Grim Reaper, what will happen then?” Genmu Jianba carried the wild sun, and rarely showed a smile of expectation.

————

Soon after.

The thunderstorm finally dispersed.

The area that had been bombed turned into a charred wasteland.

In the thick fog that slowly rose, there was a burning smell.

The moment the thunder dissipated, the figure of Gengmu Jianba appeared, and the audience was suddenly in an uproar.

“It’s really worthy of being an immortal man.”

“It turned out to be just some skin injuries, it seems that after the awakening of the slashing knife wild, the strength of the more wooden sword eight is much stronger!”

Ling Yun looked at the center of the thunderstorm and muttered.

Within his line of sight, although Jianba was covered in injuries, it was just some flesh and skin wounds, and it was not really life-threatening.

“Wdnmd”

“Really fake! Lingyun Sanxi is still alive? ”

“Look! He was actually laughing! ”

“How does it feel like he’s taking a shower!”

……

Exclamations arose one after another.

Within the boundary, Madara Ichikaku and Ayase River bowed to the two, and their eyes almost flew out.

None of this fell?

This is also too fake!

“Great! Xiaojian, I knew you must still be alive! ”