Once upon a time there was a demon pass

With a dull sound, the black robe put the coffin on the ground, and slowly lifted the hat on the robe, revealing a cold face.

Mu Yu.

Compared to half a year ago, Mu Yu at this time looked full of wind and frost. He didn't know what he had experienced, but the coldness exuded was stronger.

If Yu Sheng is slowly opening this door, then Mu Yu is freezing his whole heart.

Except for the group of students in the 140th class, it is difficult for others to enter his heart.

The chain held in the palm of his hand trembled, the coffin was opened, and a tombstone flew out of thin air and hit the ground.

Vaguely, it seems that a name can still be seen engraved on the coffin lid.

"I... am in six sleep."

In a hoarse voice, Tombstone galloped towards Yu Sheng.

The black gas continued to spread, enveloping it.

Yu Sheng took two steps back, avoiding the tombstone, and at this moment rushed towards the black air.

Mu Yu would never do things that waste energy, since he enveloped himself, there must be some conspiracy.

But the tombstone didn't use the inertia to continue flying away, the chain straightened suddenly, and flew back backwards, sweeping Yu Sheng's back.

Yu Sheng kept walking, and the moment the tombstone was about to touch him, his figure disappeared out of thin air, and appeared in the black air in the next second.

At this time, the black air was already like a fog, covering a radius of 20 meters, and it seemed to have the effect of blocking people's sight. Although Yu Sheng looked at it, he still couldn't find Mu Yu's figure.

But in the black mist, there was a gloomy voice.

"The first skill..."

"Soul-removing..."

Yu Sheng's expression was suddenly in a trance, his footsteps paused slightly, and he felt as if there was a bewitching voice in his mind.

With Mu Yu reaching Liujue, even his first skill has been greatly strengthened.

After a full second, Yu Sheng managed to recover from the trance, but still felt a little headache.

And taking advantage of this short gap, the tombstone appeared behind Yu Sheng at some point.

With such a small distance, Yu Sheng had no way to dodge, so he took out the Phoenix Hammer and held it in front of his chest.

Under the touch of the two, Yu Sheng stepped back a few steps, and the tombstone also disappeared into the black mist.

Yu Sheng didn't stay too long, but rushed towards the direction where the voice came from the next moment, extremely fast, but he had already reached the edge of the black mist, but he still didn't find Mu Yu's figure.

And Yu Sheng discovered that this black mist seems to be able to erode people's perception. Under normal circumstances, even if Yu Sheng closes his eyes, within a radius of 20 meters, he can know the approximate location of others by feeling, let alone someone who is hostile like Mu Yu.

But at this time, he got nothing.

"The second skill..."

"Bone erosion..."

In the distance, another faint voice sounded. Yu Sheng did not rush over this time, but at the moment the sound sounded, he threw three daggers from his cuffs, pierced through the black mist, and disappeared.

Yes, even if you are six sleep for the rest of your life, you still maintain the habit of carrying daggers, lighters and the like.

Accompanied by a crisp sound, it probably hit the tombstone, but Yu Sheng hadn't had time to trace the source, and severe pain came from his body again.

It was as if ten thousand ants were crawling in his body, affecting his mobility.

But this time, Yu Sheng rushed into the distance as if he didn't notice it.

For the rest of his life, this kind of physical pain can still be tolerated and overcome. Although it will affect his mobility in some details during the battle, it does not hinder the general direction.

Vaguely, a figure flashed in front of Yu Sheng, and got into the black mist.

For the rest of his life, he pursued him in that direction without any pause.

As time went by, the pain in his body gradually weakened, Yu Sheng's speed increased by [-]% again, and he could gradually see the back of the person in front of him.

At the current speed, Yu Sheng will catch up in five seconds at the latest.

But at this moment, he took the initiative to stop and frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Suddenly, Yu Sheng turned his head, his figure disappeared, and appeared in the opposite direction in the black mist.

Mu Yu's icy voice rang out almost simultaneously, and the voice was close at hand.

"The third technique..."

"Cracked tendons..."

Before the skill was activated, Yu Sheng subconsciously summoned the hammer and smashed it to the right.

A muffled groan sounded, and a piercing pain suddenly swept Yu Sheng's body.

This pain is far more severe than the second technique, even for the rest of his life, his muscles are all tense at this time, holding a giant hammer in his hand, standing still in place, sweat dripping from his forehead.

But what Yu Sheng was guarding against was Mu Yu's fourth skill, soul breaking.

That kind of mental attack was the deadliest to him.

The previous Mu Yu didn't have the black mist on him, so Yu Sheng was able to find Mu Yu immediately, and easily kill him instantly before his skills superimposed.

But now, Mu Yu has richer combat experience, and his skills have also become diversified.

With this black mist, Mu Yu can say that his strength has improved several levels.

There was a whistling sound, and the tombstone swept from afar, taking advantage of Yu Sheng's pause, and attacked Yu Sheng's back.

But Yu Sheng, who was still recovering, moved instantly, turned sideways, stopped the tombstone with a giant hammer, and locked it firmly on the ground, causing the chain to stretch straight, while he drew out the long sword at his waist and followed the chain Direction, gallop away!

"The fourth technique..."

"Break..."

Mu Yu spoke very fast, but after all, before the voice ended, Yu Sheng had already stood in front of Mu Yu, with his long sword resting on Mu Yu's neck.

Mu Yu was still calm, without the unwilling fighting spirit of the past, and became more rational.

He pondered for a few seconds, and finally shook his head: "Careless, physical pain can't really target you, attacking you is a wrong choice."

"But if I release the fourth skill, the one who wins...is it possible for me?"

He seemed to be asking.

The black mist gradually dissipated.

Yu Sheng pondered for a few seconds, and finally shook his head slightly: "The fourth skill is not enough, but if it is superimposed to the sixth skill, I will die."