Eighth Crown

Black Death Mou is very strong, so strong that even Tong Mo, who can face five pillars at the same time, is not his opponent. He is below him. Since he became a ghost more than 400 years ago, he has not fallen to Go up in a position other than one of the winding strings.

The breathing method he uses is called Moon Breathing, which is a branch breathing method derived from Sun Breathing, second only to Sun Breathing in power.

The sword skills associated with Breath of the Moon are all amazingly powerful, and can generate a large number of blade winds from the blade, and each of them is a killer move with extremely fast attack speed and a huge range.

"Type II: Zhuhua Nongyue!"

Hei Death Mou swirled his body, and swung two huge arc-shaped sword qi from the long sword full of eyes, and more than ten circular blade winds like a crescent moon were derived from it.

Just derived from the sword qi, the circular blade wind has the sharpness to cut through the muscles, not to mention the huge sword qi with an arc length of nearly three meters or more, just when it is released, its end will split the slate ground. , causing small stones to sputter out, forming sword marks several meters long.

His sword skills were extremely terrifying, so terrifying that Xingming of Beimingyu, who was penetrating the world, couldn't help but the hairs all over his body stood on end, his skin was cut like a knife, and countless goose bumps appeared on the surface of his skin.

"Three type, skin of rock body!"

Beimingyu took itself as the center, constantly waving the meteor hammer, blocking the sword qi and blade wind, and then slammed on the chain on the ground, holding the broad axe in his left hand, and the meteor hammer in his left hand. right hand.

"The second type, the sky is broken!"

He threw out the meteor hammer in his right hand and smashed it towards Hei Dead Mou's head.

"Type Five: Moon Soul Calamity Vortex!"

Hei Dead Mou swirled himself again, and at the same time waved the long sword in his hand, generating a total of five vortex-shaped huge sword qi around his body, protecting himself in the center of the sword qi.

There are also countless circular blade winds on the edge of the sword qi. If they break in suddenly, most of them will be smashed by the sword qi and the blade wind in an instant, and even the body will not be found.

Beimingyu quickly retreated.

"Your strength is really good, but unfortunately you have formed stripes. There is one swordsman who has awakened stripes, and almost none of them have lived past the age of 25."

Hei Death Mou then stopped swinging his sword and looked at Xingming of Beimingyu with his six spider-like eyes, "You should be over 25 years old this year? I'm afraid you won't survive tonight."

Beimingyu Xingming fell silent.

He is 27 years old this year and has already passed the 25-year-old threshold.

He also knew that he would not be able to live until the age of 25, but after seeing the tragic situation of Toshito Wuichiro and Shizuo Kawami, he did not hesitate to open the markings that he originally planned to use to deal with the misfortune. Judging from the age limit , he will use up all his life force tonight and die.

"How? Would you like to join that lord?"

Hei Death Mou stretched out his hand, as if a gift from a god, and said extremely calmly: "As long as you become a ghost, you can easily break the life limit. Like me, even if you wake up, you can survive, and you can continue to study martial arts. Take it to the next level."

He said this to Shitou Wuichiro, and then he was ruthlessly mocked by Wuichiro, and finally Wuichiro was hung on the pillar by him, and he hasn't come down yet.

Then he also told Shimi Miu, but he rushed up to chop him without saying a word, was defeated by him with ten moves, and is still lying there now, as if struggling to get up.

Now he spoke to Beimingyu Xingming again.

He is like a salesman selling the company's products. Basically, every time he sees a column, he will persuade him. Further warriors live.

Just like him.

"I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid that I won't be able to kill all of you evil ghosts before I die."

Beimingyu Xingming said coldly: "Hei Dead Mou, why do you want to become a ghost? Are you afraid of death?"

The appearance of non-eating ghosts such as Liu Xia and Nedouzi did not change the concept of the ghost killing team. No, it is better to say that non-eating ghosts like them are very rare. Except for them, all the ghosts are left. Still eating people, still creating a lot of tragedies that would never have been born.

The moment Beimingyu's voice fell.

He suddenly 'saw' that the muscles in Hei Shimu's body contracted violently.

"If you're not afraid of death, then go die."

The six eyes on Hei Dead Mou's face froze together, as if he had been stabbed in a sore foot. He tightly held the blade in his hand, and then, as if blood was flowing out of his hand, the long sword in his hand The knife changed suddenly.

As if the long knife itself had life, the blade suddenly stretched by half, approaching the height of one person, the overall color became deeper and deeper, becoming scarlet, and then a branch-like blade grew from the blade, forming a Three split blades.

Hei Death Mou held the knife as if he was holding a branch of the divine tree that turned into a sharp blade.

"Ten Type · Face Piercing · Luo Yue!"

The sword skills he used jumped directly from the second and third shapes to the tenth shape. With a wave of his hand, he released two giant crescent-shaped sword qi that crossed and swirled forward, and galloped away in the direction of Beimingyu.

The sword qi is still arcing, but this time the arc length of the sword qi has reached more than five meters, and the number of circular blade winds carried on it has directly reached more than 20.

His strength almost doubled in an instant.

Beimingyu's face changed suddenly, and his heart was horrified.

One of the winding strings, didn't he show his true skills until just now?

"Five Types: Wahren Punishment Department!"

Beimingyu Xingming clenched his teeth tightly, and then jumped into the air, escaping the sword energy of Black Death, and at the same time clenched the chains in his hands, and crossed the broad axe and meteor hammer towards Heishe with both hands. Mou threw it down.

"The Fourteenth Form · Ferocious Change · The Sky Full of Fibers and Moons!"

But at the moment when he took off, Black Death Moujian reluctantly swung his sword again, causing countless huge crescent-shaped sword qi to burst out, and the meteor hammer and the axe that had just been thrown flew out.

"Pfft!"

At the same time, countless circular blade winds floated out from above the sword qi, sweeping through Beimingyu, which was unable to escape in mid-air, and countless blade winds tore out wounds on his body, even with his tightly clenched muscles. They couldn't defend completely, and blood dripped from the whole body in an instant.

"bump!"

Beimingyu fell from mid-air, and the whole person fell heavily to the ground. He could barely hold the chain in his hand, and scarlet blood was constantly flowing from his body.

All three columns were seriously injured.

After Hei Death Mou got serious, even the strongest member of the Ghost Killing Team, Xingming Yu, was defeated by him with a few tricks.

"Great."

Liu Xia finally came out of the darkness, her amber pupils stared straight at Hei Dead Mou, and the color of encountering prey appeared in her eyes.

"It's right to come to one of the top strings, Black Death Mou, I hope your sword skills can make me go further."