Start a Dome

Liu Shengtong nodded, but Kasuga Yeqiong held Xia Mo's sleeve tightly and refused to let go.

Reaching out and rubbing the girl's creamy and lovely white hair, Xia Mo said, "Go and rest for a while with Tong, okay?"

Raising his head, Kasugano Dome's eyes were full of uneasiness: "Don't..."

"Be obedient, I will come to you later."

With a smile on his face, Xia Mo's dark pupils were full of coldness: "You are my sister, I won't let anyone bully you, right."

"Ok!"

Biting his lip forcefully, Kasuga Yeqiong let go of his hand, and followed behind Hitomi Yagyu.

Then, the moment the door closed, a pitch-black samurai sword appeared in Xia Mo's hand.

Like an arrow leaving the string, Xia Mo rushed to Yuan Qiye's face quickly, and slashed away with his knife.

boom!

......

Following behind Hitomi Yagyu, Kasuga Nokome hugged the rabbit puppet nervously,

"Master Yuan asked me to treat you well."

Stopping in his tracks, Liu Shengtong gently pushed open the small door in front of him and walked in.

"..."

Somewhat uneasy, he followed behind Hitomi Yagyu, looking at the room in front of him, Kasuga Yeqiong was stunned.

Ignoring Kasuga Yeqiong, Hitomi Yagyu pushed open the door of the cupboard beside him, and searched for something on his own.

Soon, she found it. Hitomi Liu Sheng looked back at Kasuga Yeqiong, and stretched out her right hand:

"Here."

It was a pack of biscuits, sealed in a plastic bag.

Kasuga Nokome noticed that the cupboard behind Hitomi Yagyu was full of these small biscuits in bags.

He also took a bag himself, and then, Liu Shengtong sat cross-legged like this, and started eating on his own.

Without saying a word, looking at the bag of biscuits in front of him, Kasuga Nokome hesitantly took out one.

The faint creamy aroma hits the face, and the biscuit melts in the mouth, very sweet, so sweet that it makes people feel a little greasy.

Kasugano Dome couldn't help looking at Hitomi Yagyu, but he saw Hitomi Yagyu eating small biscuits one by one quickly.

Silently eating the biscuit, compared to Kasugano Dome, it was sweet and a bit greasy, but Hitomi Yagyu tasted bitter.

The excessive sweetness is used to cover up this bitterness.

--boom!

As soon as he rushed in front of Yuan Qiye and slashed with a knife, the petite figure blocked Yuan Qiye's face faster than him.

The pitch-black blade collided with the snow-white blade.

Standing in front of Yuan Qiye was a little girl. The little girl was wearing a small and exquisite kimono, and her innocent face was full of coldness.

What she was holding was an extremely weird samurai sword.The blade of the samurai sword was extremely slender, and it looked extremely uncoordinated when she held it in her hand.

"Budu, let him calm down."

Still with a gentle smile on his face, Yuan Qiye patted the little girl's head lightly.

--boom!

Immediately, Xia Mo was pushed back with a knife, and the little girl turned into an afterimage, jumping high.

Chapter 110 - The Sacrifice and the Furnace

- Pfft!

Although he had concentrated his mind to avoid the girl's attack, his shoulder was still scratched.

Blood dripped down his arm continuously, faint black air overflowed from Xia Mo's wound, and the red animal pupils opened.

"Have you lost your mind?"

Sighing in disappointment, the little girl swung her samurai sword lightly, and the giant claw that hit her instantly collapsed into a large amount of death.

Then, her figure flickered.

The snow-white crescent blade flashed across, and the ferocious ghost behind Xia Mo was directly defeated by the girl with a samurai sword.

The Chiprajna mask on his face was roughly torn off, and Xia Mo kicked the girl, sending her flying.

"Faster than Zhao Zhukong..."

His back was covered in cold sweat, and he exhaled a deep breath, Xia Mo entered the state of mind accumulation.

Inherited from Zhou Xiaoxiao's mind, Xia Mo's attention can be fully concentrated.

This is also the reason why he and the clone were able to kill Zhao Zhukong, and another reason was that Zhao Zhukong, who had fallen into a demon at that time, had almost lost his mind.

Red lights flickered in his eyes, looking at the samurai sword that was slashing towards him, Xia Mo immediately mobilized his deadly energy, and grasped it in the air.

boom!

The samurai sword smashed through the barrier, but was held back by the pitch-black blade.

Behind him, a large amount of dead energy turned into a pitch-black sharp sword, covering Xia Mo, the little girl, and even Yuan Qiye.

The little girl immediately distanced herself from Xia Mo, and stood in front of Yuan Qiye, helping her block Jian Yu constantly.

One after another sharp swords pierced through the entire room. The strange thing is that Xia Mo himself was also shrouded in the range of the sword rain, but nothing happened.

Still helping Yuan Qiye to block Jian Yu, suddenly, Yuan Qiye behind the little girl smiled: "Budu."

The little girl was taken aback for a moment, her spirit flickered, and her eyes flickered suddenly.

boom!

The sharp black knife pierced the little girl's snow-white shoulder, and the slender katana pierced through Xia Mo's chest.

Beads of blood continued to slide down the blade, and the two pulled out their respective knives at the same time.

"Fight with your life?"

The pierced chest continuously overflowed with death energy, and Xia Mo's eyes flashed madness: "I'm the best at this!"

When facing Zhao Zhukong back then, his muscles and veins were severed, and he was able to get back up again.

Cutely tilted his head, Budu said: "Go to hell!"

Appearing in front of Xia Mo suddenly, Xia Mo's pupils constricted.

puff!

With one blow, Xia Mo's arm was cut off by the sharp blade, so fast that he couldn't even see the trajectory of the falling knife clearly.

boom!

Suppressing the pain, and dangerously blocking the little girl's fatal blow, Xia Mo swung his fist violently, with death energy entangled in the wind of the fist, and struck hard.

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, Budu held the samurai sword in his hand sideways, and a faint light flickered.

The purple blade broke through the fist that had turned into death energy, and directly beheaded Xia Mo in the middle.

thump!

His legs lost strength, and Xia Mo fell to the ground.

Walking in front of Xia Mo, Budu shook his head, and looked at Yuan Qiye with some disappointment: "Master Yuan, as weak as he is, how can he defeat Yamata no Orochi?"

"Sure enough, we should still use that furnace called Kasuga Yeqiong as a sacrifice, right?"

Xia Mo's pupils constricted, and he stared at Budu.

Yuan Qiye did not speak, but always had a gentle smile on his face.

"Knife skills, sword skills, slashing, he didn't use any decent ones, and he only used brute force to fight."

Still thinking about it, it seems that the little girl is very dissatisfied with Xia Mo.

Chanting softly, Xia Mo clenched his fists.

A large amount of dead air overflowed from the wound, and a mad killing intent filled his entire chest.

Finally, the concentration of dead energy reached its peak.

boom!

The pitch-black dead air spewed out, and the entire room was swallowed up in an instant, falling into endless darkness.

"It's boring."

Wielding a samurai sword, with a light swipe of Futo, the pitch-black death energy was broken.

But soon, the dead air around her began to twist and condense together.

Completely discarding all defenses, the black knife in Xia Mo's hand was burning with pitch-black evil flames.

"Tsk, has it surpassed the ghost king's spiritual power?"

With fighting spirit in her eyes, Fudo raised the slender katana in her hand, and behind her, the purple spiritual power condensed into the appearance of a samurai.

She and the samurai swung their blades at the same time.

boom!boom!boom! — Clang!

The right hand is abolished, and the big deal is to change to the left hand to hold the knife.

The left hand was abolished, and at worst, the dead energy turned into two hands to swing the knife.

Just like that, the black sword burning with evil flames collided fiercely with the slender katana sword shrouded in lavender spiritual power.

boom!

Between life and death, a figure stood between the two of them.