Big guys are my vests

The conjurer who besieged "Wujo Satoru" clashed head-on with the opponent and was killed!

In just one day, the top management assembled five elite teams to fight against each other.

He also issued a mandatory order to Wujo Wu, and the rebels must be killed.

Yan Suo had a premonition that this was a great opportunity to get rid of "Wujo Wu". Because of the deterrence of Six Eyes, he secretly mobilized the forces under his command to infiltrate the crusade team. It can be said that most of the people present were his people!

When Wujo Wu came to the scene, "Wujo Wu" was independent of the void, and under his feet was a huge pit with a diameter of [-].

And that was just Tsukimi Ritsu's casual blow in response to the attack of a senior conjurer. Since then, his supercilious look has also made people shudder.

The power of the soaring mantra flashed by, and Gojo Satoru stopped in his tracks.

When we first met, the terrifying spell power that had been restrained and dissipated by the man's fingertips finally began to appear today.

A very rough and simple move, crushing spell power, flattened the entire mountain in the blink of an eye, but it still didn't have any effect of shaking forward and releasing it casually.

The surroundings were crowded with people, in the shadows, in the distance, on the rooftop... Countless conjurers, either watching or driven by forces behind their backs, aimed their spearheads at Yuejian Lisu, who became the focus.

In the distance, Tsukimi Ritsu sensed Gojo Satoru a few miles away.

"You're here." He moved his lips slightly, making sure that Gojo Satoru heard clearly.

The unobstructed six eyes accurately captured Wujo Wu's eyes under the sunglasses, and the eyes of the two collided silently across the dead crowd.

Finally, Gojo Satoru stood in front of "Gojo Satoru", and he smashed the obtrusive sunglasses in front of him.

Glass shards fell from the sky one by one and floated into the distance.

The two pairs of six eyes looked at each other, and all those who believed in rumors had to shut up. No one could identify one pair of blue six eyes, and boldly said that one of them was a replica.

Their faces are the same, the taller man is more aggressive, and the slightly shorter boy has already begun to show the other's coercion.

"Did you hear that? The ugly and howling selfish desires in their hearts—" Yuejian Risu raised the tails of his eyes, and glanced at the crowd below.

"Kill Jay and 'resurrect' him. Create the perfect vessel to awaken the cursed king.

Yi Gu worried too much, and executed him in secret.

Knotweed Youruhito, death penalty.

The night moth is right, the death penalty. "

As he uttered names one after another between his lips and teeth, Gojo Goku's pupils dilated one by one, clenched his left hand into a fist, and asked in a low voice, "Is this the future you see?"

"No, what I see is the past. The drums of war never stop, they scream, they die, the world will not change for the better, never will."

Tsukimi Ritsu took a step back to open the distance, adjusted his muscles and gradually entered the fighting state.

"Why?" Gojo Satoru felt his throat being pinched by a big hand.

You clearly know that I am not here to kill you, why are you still fighting...

The past has changed, why the world is still bad...

"Defeat me, and I will explain everything you want to know." As he spoke, Tsukimi Ritsu moved his wrist, ignoring the elite conjurers below, and extended an invitation to him directly.

"It's very uncomfortable to have someone on your head, and I'm the same. Let me see how strong you are." Tsukimi Ritsu released all the restraints, speaking provocatively.

Gojo Satoru chuckled, that's right, there will be a battle between the two no matter what, it's not for enmity or punishment.

A man is just something he must overcome, an existence to prove to himself, and it is their destiny to meet.

As for Tsukimi Rito, he had to perform a drama that was realistic and tragic enough to lure Hoso out of the shadows.

Let Yansuo see the fruits of victory, sacrifice the black rope, and sacrifice the prison gate... Human inferiority will make Yansuo become a gambler and give up everything and have nothing.

At the beginning of the battle, there were no fancy techniques, and Gojo Satoru and Tsukimi Riko both chose to use physical skills to restrain and try.

Even so, it still surpasses the boundaries of some conjurers below.

"The speed is too fast..." A self-proclaimed elite Yusan family whispered, and couldn't help but take a step back in panic.

The backbone combat power in the eyes of the high-level, but the low-level in the eyes of the two, some people can't see how and when each move collides at all.

One could only hear how fiercely Wujo Satoru and the Gojos were fighting from the sound of a burst of sound coming from behind.

The conjurers are deeply aware that some people are geniuses, but they are just an ant in the world, and it is difficult to hold a candle to them in their entire lives.

If other people only know that Yue Jian Ritou is very strong, then Gojo Satoru will be deeply touched.

When he was weak, "Wujo Satoru" was a high mountain, until now——

Turning sideways, he kicked the man hard on the back.

At the same time as the hit, Gojo Satoru received a heavy blow in the abdomen, and the internal organs were all twisted together, making people sick to the stomach.

Damn, there is no defensive style of play, and there is no trick in the moves, even wilder than the original Fuheisher way.

Gojo Satoru adjusted his breathing, while the other party's eyes were calm and unwavering, like a bottomless sea.

For the next attack, Gojo Satoru's technique was instantly launched without warning, and flashed past the man's ears.

He got serious, but still restrained.

Tsukimi Ritou glanced at the position of Yan Suo from the corner of his eye, and sure enough, the other party stared at them with flickering eyes.

Gojo Satoru noticed his suddenly excited eyes, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.

The stormy attacks accumulated momentum again and again, reaching a terrifying level. Tsukimi Ritsu's eyes were bright, ignoring the system's warning that the body's usage limit was exceeded, and the fingertips once again condensed the spell.

His speed of extracting mantra is extremely fast, Wujo Wu's six eyes can observe the traces of mantra in the body of other conjurers, so as to predict the movement.

But facing "Wujo Satoru"...it's too late!

The flow of mantra power, from refining to issuing, is only an instant, not even a breath.

The spell power, which was comparable to the combined attack of thousands of conjurers, rushed out violently. Yuejian Ritou smiled and saw that on the path of the spell, the crowd dispersed like birds and beasts.

Wujo Wu faced the difficulties, overlapping the homeopathic spell "Cang" and the reverse spell "He", and the imaginary "Chi" roared out, the space was cut and annihilated, and the conjurer retreated hastily where he passed.

The two's spells collided, and the shock wave swept across thousands of miles.

Between the ground and the sky, a dark space cutting line could not be closed for a long time, and the light spots of mantra scattered around were constantly involved in it, and the sky and the earth changed color.

Taking advantage of the moment when Masuo's attention was distracted, Tsukimi Rito teleported behind Gojo Satoru, strangled him by the throat, pretending to be harsh.

His body was faintly tired, and a fishy smell rose from his throat, and he pressed down forcefully.

He lowered his head and pressed it against the young man's ear, whispering silently: "Have you noticed it, the person who tried to control everything? The astral body is dead, and Tianyuan's loss of control is a foregone conclusion. How do you deal with it?"

Gojo Wujo paused for a moment when he heard the words, his fighting instinct told him to grab the man's arm with his backhand, the spell power subconsciously blocked the opponent, and exploded to throw the man heavily in front of him.

Hearing Yuejian Lisu could not hide a low cough, the smell of blood filled the air, he suddenly lost his strength and fell straight from the air.

Wujo Wujo's heart tightened, his brain had no time to think, and the next second he teleported to the bottom of Tsukimi Risu to catch him.

It is true that Tsukimi Rishi's spell power was difficult for a moment, but it was not impossible to prevent Gojo Satoru's blow.

He deliberately cooperates in order to relapse the serious injury, but he didn't expect that even if the two were fighting, Gojo Satoru still didn't want to reach out to him.

He sighed softly, but there was a smile in the depths of his pupils.

Sorry.Tsukimi Ritou lip-synced to Gojo Satoru from the blind corner of Kasso's line of sight.

Everyone saw that the man who was about to fall to the ground suddenly exerted force, the mantra broke through the opponent's blockade, and turned the chasing young man under him.

Gojo Satoru blinked in astonishment, but hadn't recovered from what happened.

The left wrist was firmly controlled and could not move, and the man pressed his face firmly with the other hand.

Tsukimi Ritsu was about to explain, but unexpectedly mobilized the magic power beyond the specification again to further deteriorate the body.

The current repair speed is far from supporting the high-intensity fight between him and Gojo Satoru.

He opened his mouth, hot blood gulped out from his throat, and the tearing sensation in his abdominal cavity multiplied so that his vision was so dark that he couldn't even see Wujo Wu's face clearly.

Gojo Satoru lost his strength for a moment, seeing the person who was straddling him curl up weakly.

With his six-eye vision, he could clearly see the man's fair forehead blackened with mud.

The heart-piercing coughed up blood mixed with broken internal organs, staining the ground on the side of Wu Tiao Wu's neck red.

"Don't, cough—" Yuejian Risu said with difficulty, not caring about herself.

After calming down a bit, he briefly explained his plan in a breathy voice: "The prison gate cannot be broken from the inside, and time is stagnant... All that is needed is a living, sealed Six Eyes..."

Tsukimi Ritsu realized that the two had stopped for too long, so he changed the subject, "He's in the crowd...continue."

Gojo Satoru quickly understood what it meant to continue.

The man seemed to be powerless and fell down, but in fact he was pulling Gojo Satoru's left wrist and strangled his own throat.

Tsukimi Ritsu's hand dropped powerlessly, just pressing on the glaring pool of blood.

He broke away from Gojo Satoru, wiped off the blood stains on his lips, and attacked again like he was immortal.

Gojo Wuhong fought him with eyes, but when they passed by, he heard the other party whisper, "Don't hold back, he can see it."

Looking at his pale face and pale lips, Gojo Satoru straightened up inch by inch, gritted his teeth expressionlessly, and used a spell at the opponent.

Tsukimi Ritsu became more and more unable to do what he wanted, and reduced the output of spell power by virtue of his superb physical skills and physical invisibility comparable to heaven and restraint.

His little trick couldn't be hidden from Ling Suo, but the opponent still stood still.

Obviously, Li Suo is a ruthless person who doesn't see the rabbit and doesn't stalk the eagle.

When he was restrained by Gojo Satoru for the second time, Tsukimi Ritou noticed the movement in the eyes of Hoso.

"Two Six Eyes will not appear at the same time in the world... At that time, he will use all means to kill you... Don't worry about it, just use the prison gate to seal Tianyuan—"

Under the stagnant time, Tianyuan will no longer be able to evolve, destroy the black rope and Tiannihoko, be careful of Laiqihua...

Before Tsukimi Ritou could finish speaking, he noticed a team of conjurers suddenly appearing, heading straight for Gojo Gojo's back.

Hand holds black rope.