[Comprehensive] The Encounter by Your Side Part 1

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"Okay" squinted his eyes and smiled lightly, as if what was coming from the opposite side was not swords, lights and swords, but a breeze blowing on his face.

Their attack made "Hao" a little bit interesting, so he stood there with his back to the solemn throne, his posture was still the same arrogance for thousands of years, exuding indifference and dignity.

One person alone is like a thousand troops.

From time to time, he casually hit out a pentagram formation.The fight continued ridiculously like this, standing up and falling down, falling down and getting up again, in a seemingly endless loop.

Ma Cangye looked at the huge disparity in strength in front of him, and the world was spinning in front of him. It turned out that the one who was powerful was not the huge soul fire, but the person who controlled him. Just like now, even if Li Seru holds the soul fire, he still can't compete with Ma Cang, and he can't even hurt him.

The blood that suddenly surged from Dao Lian's mouth spilled out of the corners of her mouth, coughed uncontrollably, gradually came out in bits and pieces, and the blood slowly flowed down the gap between her fingers.

At this moment, they all feel the same feeling and powerlessness. The witch power has been drained rapidly, but none of them dare to relax in the slightest.

Ma Canghao stood in front of the crowd, Ma Canghao reflected in his black eyes the shadow of Ma Cangye frowning painfully, flashed a trace of complicated meaning, Ma Canghao shook his head and smiled and closed his eyes slowly, when would he have time to Ma Cangye's boring thoughts were wasted, so when he opened it again, there was nothing in his eyes.

"You can think that this is the ignorance and nothingness of the yin and yang technique version. Feel the ignorance and nothingness exerted by the power that absolutely surpasses Asakang Yeh, so that you can experience my greatest respect for you, and then..." Ji The terrifying and powerful aura like Xue Yanluo instantly swelled, and Ma Canghao had completely frozen everything at this moment: "...die."

Ye Zhang opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just lowered his eyes patiently, swallowing the blood that almost spurted from his mouth.

***

"There will definitely be other people coming from you in the future, and I will kill them one by one..." Ma Canghao swept across the breathless people on the ground: "Ye, you are too weak."

"Brother..." The auras of his companions disappeared one after another, and Ma Cangye gritted his teeth to hold back the crying sound that wanted to come out: "You are too much."

The eyes of the psychics who were still alive were already red, but the faith in those pupils still existed.

"No, it's because you guys are too weak. I killed a few of them in just a few blows, so I'm helpless." Ma Canghao tilted his head in disapproval, and even felt a little helpless: "I haven't enjoyed myself yet. But it’s useless to say anything, you’re dead, Ye, your ridiculous innocence should be discarded.”

Ma Cangye looked up at the man standing in the air who was using the Yin-Yang technique. His elder brother, Ma Cangye smiled wryly. This brother is indeed so powerful, but: "Don't be too happy, the battle is not over yet, and we can We didn’t come here to give up anything, we have already made up our minds to die, but... I still can’t stand what you are doing, but I also believe that the real you will not really want to do it These."

He will always remember the last time he saw Abe Seimei, what that man said to him, never give up and betray after trusting "good"... He will never forget.

For some reason, Ma Canghao suddenly became very curious about Ma Cangye's thoughts at this moment, but when the spirit vision really conveyed Ma Cangye's heart sounds into his mind at this moment, Ma Canghao was momentarily... absentminded .

"Okay, I will definitely stop you. "Ma Cangye raised his head suddenly, the firmness and determination in his eyes were turbulent and fiery, and he seized the rare opportunity at this moment: "Amituowan, everyone, don't give up. "

Everyone, give me your strength, this is the last fight.

The violent witch power gathered on Ye Yiren's body invisibly, sparks appeared around him due to the friction of the magnetic field formed by the sudden gathering of power, and the spring rain in Ye's hand magnified infinitely, the light was extremely dazzling, and it was already slamming fiercely in the next second. A man who is still in a daze.

This knife slashed towards Ma Canghao without hesitation...

Ma Cang regained his senses, watched Chun Yu's sharp blade gradually approaching but slowly lowered his arms under the eyes of everyone.

This knife is not aimed at the vital point, but...

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Under everyone's unbelievable and astonished gazes, the cold light of Chunyu in Ma Cangye's hand went from top to bottom.

how is this possible.

This is the only soliloquy of the psychics who are still alive after breaking into the Mu Continent.

Joan of Arc, who had long lost her fighting power, was just watching the battle from the beginning, or Abe Shizui who followed Makuraha and others...

"Do not……"

Under the confrontation of the two strong forces, there was a huge roar and smoke and dust all over the sky. Only Ma Cangye's heart-piercing cry made people suffocate.

That knife should have only severely damaged Asakang Hao, and Ma Cang Ye never had the slightest intention to kill "Hao", but in the end there was a force that made his attack abruptly change direction, but "Hao" did not A trace of resistance... Asakura Ye turned his head and stared at the direction behind him firmly, where he could vaguely see the back of Kai Nara turning away triumphantly with a smile of success...

They didn't even notice that Nara Kai and the others had come to hide in the dark waiting for an opportunity at some point.

As the roaring sound gradually fell, the aftermath of the witch power directly lifted everyone up and smashed them on the broken walls. Only the long-haired boy at the top of the throne was still standing in the sky, but the boy was soaked in blood. The white hunting clothes of the boy showed how serious the trauma of the boy was at this time.

The enraged young man was extremely quiet at this moment, and at the moment when Chun Yu's sword light slashed down fiercely, all the anger and gaffes dissipated completely at that moment.

Gathering the witch power of all the psychics, the sharp blade that cuts through the skin, pierces the flesh, and penetrates into the bone marrow...

Ma Cang didn't seem to have any pain, and the expression on his face didn't change at all...

Ma Canghao looked up at the sky of Mu Dalu, it was still so clean and clear...

Ye's voice made him feel that people's hearts are still so hot, just like Abe Seimei 1000 years ago, burning with a strong flame, warming his heart but not scalding him.

How long has it been since I haven't felt such quietness, such warmth...

Finally, there are no human heart sounds pouring into my ears...

His journey is too long, so long that he himself has forgotten this peace, and even more so, the human feelings that made him feel warm...

This sky will never change, but his world has long been riddled with holes...

At this moment, Ma Canghao didn't want to care about human beings, and he ignored the crazy obsession that supported him to go on. He just wanted to...just take another look at that man, but it seemed that he couldn't wait for him to come back.

snowflake? ...is it snowing again?

With you, maybe this world is still worth looking forward to, but I hope that one day I can really go and see...

The support of the witch power under him suddenly dissipated, Ma Canghao's eyes had already begun to be shrouded in darkness, and the light was fading away, just like his world collapsed at the moment of the woman's death thousands of years ago, and he could never see it again A glimmer of light.

Ma Cang's thin body fell from the sky, and at that moment, everyone's hearts sank.

Ma Canghao's hand hangs down weakly, the blood gushing out of the hideous wound is like the most beautiful flower blooming in the air, exuding a bewitching beauty...

Ye Wang...

Ma Cang fell powerlessly, whispering silently.

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So distressed!