At the same time Wu Mei was facing Zhu Shi and Bei Ming Yu Xing Ming.
In a certain open space, pieces of floorboards floated in the void, like a huge arena, and in the center of the arena, there were only two people standing opposite each other.
Hei Shimou held his own sword in his hand, and all six pupils on his face were looking at Zhen Xiang in front of him.
"Your physical fitness is not the most perfect among the pillars, but your swordsmanship is indeed very good. I have never encountered it in these hundreds of years, and the sword in your hand seems to be very extraordinary. Even Master Wuhan can Hurt.”
"I heard Master talking about you."
Zhen Yan held the hilt of the sword with one small hand, standing there lightly, and whispered to Hei Shimo: "You have a very powerful younger brother. You are very jealous of him. You want to surpass him but you still can't... "
Heishimou was startled by Zhen Sheng's words and said in a deep voice, "How do you know this?"
Hundreds of years have passed since these things happened, so no one in the world should know about them.
Masaki shook his head.
She did not answer Hei Death Mou's words, but gently raised the sword in her hand, stood it in front of her, and looked at Hei Death Mou with a somewhat pity-like look.
This look made Hei Shimo pause for a moment, and then he suddenly felt a little ridiculous.
who is he
Hei Si Mou, who ranks first on the string, has dominated the world for hundreds of years without any opponent.
He actually saw pity from Zhen Shi, and saw the pity in his eyes!
ridiculous!
But at the same time, he also felt angry!
Because he had indeed encountered such a look once in his life, and that was the look Ji Guoyuan gave him on the day they reunited when he was old and on the verge of death.
That look was also full of pity, sadness, and pain.
"I see, you have heard about me, so are you mocking me? No matter how hard you try, you can't catch up with that person."
Hei Shimo's eyes gradually became colder, and when he looked at Zhen Shi, his eyes were full of death: "Then let your sword speak. Let me see if you really have the ability to ridicule me."
Breath of the Moon, Three Types!
boom!
As Hei Shimo took the lead in taking action, he swung out his sword, followed by the swaying of countless moonlights. The crescent moon-like sword energy crisscrossed across the four directions and pressed towards Zhen Lian.
Zhenji shook his head, the pity in his eyes faded, and then he also swung his sword forward.
Buzz! ! !
The sword energy crisscrossed and tore into pieces the endless moonlight that spread over.
Although the two of them were already aware of each other's existence, this was the first time they had fought against each other. In this round of testing, Zhen Xiang had a certain understanding of Hei Shimo's strength and felt threatened. This was the first time since she left Feng Ye. In a real sense, she met an opponent who oppressed her.
Even though she had fought against Yiwo Zuo several times before, even when facing Yiwo Zuo who had broken through the weakness of her neck, she had never felt too much pressure. But facing Hei Shimo, her intuition told her that life or death was a matter of life. On the line!
Zhenshen and Heishimou confront each other.
then.
Holding the sword at the same time, he rushed towards the opponent. The two sword lights intertwined and collided in the air.
boom! boom! boom! boom! ! !
Explosions began in all directions. Centered on the sword the two of them were in contact with, countless moonlight sword energy burst and exploded in all directions. A strand of Shinji's hair was cut off and his clothes were damaged.
The sword in Hei Shimo's hand was also almost cut off, and there were sword marks on his cheek and upper arm.
Uh-huh.
Black Death Mou and Zhen Xiang retreated at the same time.
"Is the damage caused by the sword in your hand irreversible? No wonder Lord Wuhan was like that before. It seems that the battle between me and you is just like the duel between ordinary swordsmen."
Hei Shimo spoke slowly.
In this confrontation, he has discovered that no matter how he activates his self-healing ability, the scars on his body cannot be healed. In other words, the knife in Shinji's hand has far stronger properties than the Nichirin Sword. Once injured by that knife, Even though he is a ghost, he is just like ordinary people and cannot heal.
Chapter 78 The First Winner
Zhen Yan's fingers lightly brushed the sword blade. This was a gift given to her by Feng Ye. As Feng Ye's disciple, she would not corrupt Feng Ye's name or lose to Hei Shimo.
Clang! Clang!
Zhenshen and Heishimou fought fiercely together again.
And not far away, where neither Zhensheng nor Heishimou noticed, the figures of Fengye, Ganluji Mili and others appeared quietly.
"She should be able to win, right?"
Mitsuri Kanroji looked at the battlefield, tilted her head and asked.
"able."
Feng Ye only gave a simple response.
Zhen Xiang's breathing technique has now been practiced to a very high level, and his sword skills have been taught by him. His overall strength is almost as different as that of Hei Death Mou. Without the sword he gave him, he might have been suppressed by Hei Death Mou, but with him In the case of that sword, the final result must be that Zhen Shi wins, but the process of winning will not be too easy.
Just as Feng Ye had judged, Zhen Xiang fought fiercely with Hei Death Mou and completely suppressed Hei Death Mou with swordsmanship and breathing techniques. Hei Death Mou also released the blood ghost technique early, with blades piercing his body, ready to fight at any time. They are all releasing a wide range of moon breath and invisible slashes to interfere with Shinji's actions.
The battle lasted for hundreds of rounds.
Until.
Masaki used an indomitable strike!
This attack was carried out without any worries, giving up all defenses, and with a determination to die. She could not lose here no matter what. She would rather die than lose.
"it's over."
Feng Ye looked at Zhen Shi's blow and spoke softly before it landed: "Hei Shimo has transformed into a ghost and lived for hundreds of years. Although he has been honed to the peak in all aspects, he has also lost his will to move forward. "
"If he can also give up all defenses and fight against Zhenji with this attack, the final outcome is still difficult to predict, and it may be the end of both of them dying. But he doesn't have that determination, so it's over."
As the words fell.
Fengye turned around.
It was at the moment when Feng Ye turned around that the figures of Zhen Shang and Hei Shimo passed by each other.
laugh!
A stream of blood suddenly burst out from Zhenji's body. There were wounds in many places on her lower back, upper arm, forehead, and left leg. Bones were deeply visible, and even internal organs could be seen in the wounds on her lower back.
But although these injuries were serious, they were not fatal.
And behind Zhen Yan, Hei Shimo was frozen there.
He turned his head with difficulty, glanced in the direction of Zhen Shi, and then looked at the sky blankly.
Poof!
A line of blood spread from his forehead, and then the whole person split in half from the center, turning into a corpse and falling down.
Everything in sight fell into darkness.
When he could see things again, what he saw in his eyes was a dim world. In the distance on the left was a faint flame, and in the distance on the right was a faint light.
"Is this the world of the dead?"
Hei Shimo shook his head and looked around, but did not see Jiguo Yuanyi's figure: "Maybe I won't be able to see you here. You should not go to hell."
Hei Shimo shuffled forward until two figures appeared in front of him.
"Long years no see, Lord Hei Shimo, you are here too."
The prostitute Taro sat on an empty futon and looked at the arrival of Hei Shimo. He was a little surprised, but then he waved with a smile: "Come on, come on, let's have a drink."
"Whore Taro?"
Although the prostitute Taro was no longer in the form of a ghost at this time, Hei Shimo still recognized him at a glance. After a slight pause, he walked forward and said, "You guys seem to be different."
The prostitute Taro stretched out his hand, and the darkness quietly dispersed, and the table and wine bottle emerged.
With a smile on his face, he said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, I was lucky enough to be appreciated by the gods, so after my death, I got a new job, judging all the visitors here."
Hei Shimo paused for a moment, but he didn't look too surprised.
Since there is a world after death, there must be real gods in this world, but we have never seen them before.
"I see, I'm going to go to hell."
Hei Shimo's voice was calm and he was not afraid.
The prostitute Taro nodded and said, "Yes, if it's your words, I think any trial process can be avoided. I wonder if you have anything else to say?"
Hei Shimo took the jug and drank a glass. He paused for a while and said, "I want to ask the gods about something... Why did I come to that world?"
The prostitute Taro smiled: "The gods are very busy and will not come here. You can only wait in hell. Maybe one day, that adult will answer your question."
"Now that you're here, what about Wuhan?"
Xiaomei, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke, showing some interest.
When she was a ghost in the past, she admired Wuhan and was very loyal to him. But after her death, everything became a thing of the past. She had paid off the debt of Wuhan for allowing her to live for hundreds of years. Now, she has nothing to do with Wu Mei. The only person she still believes in is Feng Ye, who gave her another new life.
Hei Shimo did not question the disrespect in Xiaomei's tone. After all, he was already dead, and the prostitute Taro was just used to using the title of "adult" to him.
"The situation of the battle is not yet known, but there should be people coming."
"Yeah."
The prostitute Taro looked thoughtful.
Xiaomei asked for more details from the side. Now, the only things that she still pays a little attention to in the human world are the things between Demon Dance Tsuji Mumei and the Demon Slayer Squad.
…
When Xiaomei, the prostitute Taro and Hei Shimo were talking in hell.
Fengye has already led Ganluji Mili and others to other battlefields.
in many battlefields.
The first one to decide the winner was Heishimou and Zhenshen, and it ended with Heisimou killed in the battle and Zhenshen seriously injured.
Thanks to the special healing medicine equipped by Zhu Shi, Zhen Shi quickly recovered from some injuries and rushed to where Zhu Shi, Wu Mei and others were.
The next thing to decide the winner was the battle between Tamatsubo, the fifth ranked player, and Iguro Kobanai, and Kuchihira Inosuke.
Iguro Kobane's strength is not weak among the pillars, and she is also very talented. She has mastered many secrets of swordsmanship. In this battle, after being forced into a desperate situation, she inspired the power of stripes. , after the burst of strength, he directly crushed the fifth-placed Yu Hu.
Then came the fourth one on the string, who was killed by Muichiro Tokitoru and Zenitsu Zenitsu.
Then came the sixth one, Naru. Because she was counter-controlled and corrupted by Yushiro, Wu Mei killed Naru remotely.
Of the six people who were killed, four of them died in battle.
After that, Tong Mo fell to the third place on the upper string.
After Fengye, Ganluji Mitsuri and others walked through the Black Death Mou battlefield, they went to where Tongmo and Butterfly Ninja were.
Chapter 79: The Revenge of the Butterfly Ninja
In a spacious and bright room.
Tong Mo looked at the opponent who was originally divided in front of him, but was suddenly pulled away by the thread of space. There was a hint of helplessness on his face, and he waved the folding fan in his hand.
"I see. It seems that our abilities, Miss Narume, are limited. We are obviously on our territory, but we can't choose our opponents."
However, he didn't really like his opponent just now. If he was asked to choose, of course he would choose those beautiful girls as his opponents, so that he could taste the food during the battle.
"Miss Narume, Miss Narume?"
Tong Mo tried to call Naru Nv and asked Naru Nv to send him to a suitable place, but at this moment Naru Nv was already entangled and had no time to respond to him, and even if she had time, Naru Nv was probably too lazy to pay attention to Tong Mo.
Just when Tong Mo was a little frustrated, the line of space appeared in front of him, and then a figure walked out of nothingness along the line of space, and his body landed lightly and appeared in front of Tong Mo.
"Huh."
Tong Mo looked at the figure in front of him with a smile on his face and said, "I knew you liked me the most, Xiao Ren, and you would definitely come to me."
Butterfly Ninja had just landed and her expression froze slightly when she heard Tong Mo's words, but she still smiled and said: "Please don't call me by my name, it's disgusting."
"It's so sad that you talk like that. After our last goodbye, I've been thinking about you day and night."