The lights of swords and shadows of brilliance intertwined in the air, bursting out ripples. The hillside was filled with gravel, and was crushed into powder in the blink of an eye. The figures of Mu Yu and Ghost Sword fiercely fought each other in the air, and then quickly retreated. The sword aura was awe-inspiring, the sword's intention was shocking, and the cyan and black light kept echoing and flickering.
No one in the Ghost Sect is an ordinary person. They have been struggling with the pressure of survival since childhood. If they can become the living person among the twins, they must work hard to become stronger. They know that one day the person who wants to practice with them will have a life-and-death duel, so they cannot slack off, and they cannot frame the wrong person, because the wrong person's cultivation determines the power of the twins in the future. This is a life and death gamble. If you win, you will be the leader of the twins.
Therefore, people from the Ghost Sect have extremely tough minds and unfathomable cultivation.
The ghost sword and its twin each held a sickle, which glowed with cold light, and the ghost mist in the sky burrowed towards Mu Yu like maggots attached to bones. Ghosts cried and wolves howled, and countless resentful souls rushed from the ghost mist, carrying overwhelming resentment. It was like a hell on earth, with lamentations everywhere.
"hiss!"
Mu Yu split an innocent soul in front of him, turned sharply to avoid the attack of the ghost sword twins, and then jumped up high. The two shadow swords galloped eastward, with an endless momentum, dispersing the surroundings. Ghost fog. But the ghostly mist that was not dissipated quickly gathered again and filled the mountains and fields again.
"Hiss!" A black light suddenly struck Mu Yu's chest, and the ghost sword's deadly sickle had already come to attack Mu Yu when he wasn't paying attention. Mu Yu felt a heavy shock in his chest, and his whole body was immediately knocked away.
"It's amazing! It really shouldn't be underestimated." Mu Yu was unprepared and suffered a hidden loss. He touched his chest and stabilized the spiritual power outside his body. But Xiaoshuai suddenly became furious and shouted: "Who will chop his butt with a knife?"
It got its head out angrily, because it had been hiding in Mu Yu's arms, and the death sickle of the ghost sword just now also affected it. Even though it was famous for its thick skin, it couldn't stand anyone touching its butt. It immediately threw its big tail at Mu Yu's face and said angrily: "Mu Yu, get him a broken sword and handle that black gas." The little devil is gone!"
A black-spirited little devil, Xiao Shuai's description is really apt.
Mu Yu stared at Gui Wu, remembering the time he had sex with Gui Xuanyue in the Moyun Mountains. At that time, although he fell into the consciousness of killing, he still had the impression of the twins who mistakenly strangled Gui Xuanyue. The terrifying vitality of the Wood Spirit Sword is Gui Wu's natural nemesis.
"Guiwu may be powerful, but I found the wrong person."
Was he so weak and helpless when facing those ghost mist, and ghost Xuanyue could play with him in her legs at will? Could it be that he finally has the strength to fight the ghost sect people head-on and no longer needs their help? Protect. He had infinite fighting spirit in his heart, and he wanted to teach the ghost disciples a lesson, starting with the ghost sword in front of him!
The shadows in Mu Yu's legs flickered, and the Wood Spirit Sword detached, and the endless vitality transformed, like the sun shining in spring and flowers blooming, and the ghost mist kept retreating like ice and snow melting in an instant. The ghost mist dispersed by the wood spirit could no longer gather, and the flying resentful souls screamed wildly to avoid the vigorous sword energy. They are originally ghosts and are most afraid of the vitality of wood spirits.
After Mu Yu fused with the Wood Spirit Sword for the first time, he felt a connection with Wood Spirit. He asked him for a thought, and the Wood Spirit would obey his decision. It was at that time that he suddenly realized that his Wood Spirit Sword was the nemesis of the Ghost Sect's technique, so when he encountered the Ghost Sword, he couldn't wait to leave a deep impression on the Ghost Sect.
"What?" Ghost Sword was shocked. He felt as if he had kicked an iron plate, and all the resentful souls in his legs were defeated by Mu Yu. He couldn't believe it, and roared, and the twins' deadly scythes flew up in the wind. The light of the swords reflected the colorful light in the sky, but it looked extremely eerie.
"It's time for those of us in the ghost sect to restrain ourselves."
Mu Yu felt extremely angry when he thought of the resentful souls in the ghost mist. Those souls were collected from innocent killings by the people of the Boji Sect and were sacrificed by them to become their own killing weapons. Then every resentful soul is a living human life, and the ghost sect members will become stronger. They don't care at all how many people they kill.
The people in the ghost sect keep a low profile, and they always say that they have twin souls. Who can control what they do behind the scenes
The deadly scythe became extremely huge, and the biting cold light seemed to declare the end of life. However, its wrong legs symbolized the wood spirit of life in the world. The wood spirit sword was swaying in the wind. The sword was riddled with holes and was so vulnerable that it seemed like it would break at the slightest touch. No one would take such a broken sword seriously, on the contrary, they would think it was ridiculous.
But just like an inconspicuous broken sword, the vitality around it is majestic and majestic, with layers of waves, interpreting the true meaning of life, and being filled with vigorous vitality, making the gloomy black energy panic and retreat, and dare not approach it. Although the Broken Sword looks extremely ugly, it is a big killing weapon compared to Guiwu!
"Ping!"
The Wood Spirit Sword and the Death-Destroying Scythe collided violently in the air, and there was a crisp sound, like a stone hitting porcelain, and then the surrounding sounds disappeared, as if everyone's hearing was blocked. The surroundings suddenly became silent.
Then Guidao opened his eyes wide in horror. The arrogant sickle wood spirit sword in front of him was like paper. The cracks were instantly covered with the sickle. The breeze blew by, and the sickle turned into fragments and scattered. But those fragments could not escape the range of Kodama. A hole in the Kodama sword erupted with strong tearing force, forming a swift vortex that directly sucked all the fragments into the hole.
On the other side, Mu Yu had already arrived in front of the ghost sword with the split shadow sword in his legs. The violent sword energy rolled towards the ghost sword, and the ghost sword instantly turned into a dense ghost mist and ducked back.
"Don't think you can kill him like that!" Guidao's eyes were split, and his magic weapon was destroyed, which made him extremely angry. He waved his leg, and another figure appeared from the side as a black shadow. The twins rushed towards Mu Ling with overwhelming resentment, and he himself once again pulled out a ghost flag, with a strong black light, and fought with Mu Yu.