Zongman: The God of the Beginning

"Kotoba, don't lean over later, I'll be back soon."

"Master, Kotoha knows."

After the night wind gave an order, he slammed forward with one foot on the ground.

Boom – moisture!!

The ground in front exploded, and in the next second, an arc flashed in the air!

The night breeze in front of Kotoha's eyes. In an instant, it disappeared from her field of vision.

From the towering sky, you can see a blue aurora streaking across the ground.

The blue aurora spans kilometers in a matter of seconds!

And when the night wind figure reappeared, he had already arrived at the clearing where the butterfly Kanae and Tong Mo encountered.

The two sides only happened to meet at this time, and Tong Mo did not want to pay attention to the butterfly Kanae, because his purpose was to stop the night wind. ，

It's just that when Butterfly Kanae sees the evil spirit, she must kill it and block him.

Butterfly Kanae had not yet drawn the knife, and then it lit up with a burst of electric light.

When she turned her head to look, the figure of the night wind appeared not far behind her.

He...... When did it come?

Butterfly Kanae couldn't help but have this question in her heart.

Even if I saw the whole process of Tong Mo, I had this problem in my heart.

He only saw a flash of electricity, and the figure of the night wind quietly came.

Night Wind ignored the surprised gazes of one person and one ghost, and he shook his legs to dissipate the electric energy that pushed each other between his legs.

In recent days, he has focused on the skill of [electrical energy manipulation], and he has done some research.

He has developed dozens of attack skills simply using the electricity converted by solar energy.

Not overnight wind is not satisfied, these are still too monotonous.

He tried to move to a deeper realm, but his knowledge was shallow.

At present, he can only vaguely touch things like electromagnetic fields, and if he goes deeper, he needs to learn more about this knowledge.

At the speed just now, he did not use the biological force field to fly, but concentrated the electricity on his feet.

It stimulates cells by electrical energy, and works backwards to produce impact, which produces great explosive power. ，

Night Wind temporarily named this move [Thunder Light Rushing].

This is a skill that accelerates effectively without flying.

Then Night Wind retracted his thoughts and set his eyes on Tong Mo in front of him.

"Then I'll deal with you first."

The night breeze whispered, and in the silent night, this voice was not small.

Hearing this, Tong Mo instead showed a soft smile on his face.

"First time we met, I'm Tong Mo, please ask you to stay here tonight."

Tong Mo pulled out two golden iron fans, the edges of which were as sharp as blades.

Between the fanning of the iron fan, a little ice crystal came out.

The night wind's eye can see fine ice crystal particles.

And the butterfly Kanae can't do it, and if you are not careful, you will be overshadowed by the ice crystal particles that are spilled.

Such tiny ice crystals can easily be inhaled into the lungs, making it difficult to breathe and causing alveoli necrosis.

"You are the mysterious swordsman of the shrine, and I am the flower pillar of the Ghost Killer Team.

I am here to pick you up this time, and I will definitely send you back to Osaka Castle safely! "

The tall butterfly Kanae pulled out her Nikkawa knife and stood in front of the night wind with a serious and resolute face.

Night Breeze didn't know how to answer for a while, could it be that it was the same whether you actually came or not?

However, Tong Mo's attack interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Blood Demon Magic Winter Icicle!"

Tong Mo waved the iron fan in his hand, and many icicles appeared in midair.

The sharp icicles flashed with cold light, and then quickly fell from the air.

He did not play tricks, but scrupulously abided by the words of Ghost Mai Tsuji without misery, and spared no effort to stop the night wind from advancing!

As soon as Tong Mo made a move, Butterfly Kanae knew that the other party was a strong rival.

"Flower breath wanton type red flower clothes!"

Butterfly Kanae adjusted her breathing, and the Nikkawa knife in her hand came from the bottom up, sending out an arc-shaped two-pronged slash.

The fluttering slash of the petals swept away most of the icicles in an instant, leaving only a few stabbing towards the night wind.

Just when Tong Mo and Butterfly Kanae both felt that the night wind could easily dodge the attack.

He remained motionless, like a statue.

Without waiting for the butterfly Kanae to exclaim, sharp icicles pierced the heart of the night wind.

Bang!!!

As if it had smashed on a steel plate, the icicle instantly exploded into a cloud of ice crystals.

Tong Mo's pupils shrank, and for some reason his own cells actually began to tremble slightly.

The image of a man with red eyes flashing and looking at him with contempt flashed before his eyes.

What's going on? It's not my memory.

It is Lord Wu Miserable, this is the memory of Lord Wu Miserable!

Since his time as a human being, he has not had any mood swings, nor has he felt the slightest joy, anger and sorrow.

For the first time, he felt the fear that went so deep into the marrow and soul! (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Tong Mo's body instinctively used his strongest blood demon technique, which was an action made by the innocent cells in his body in order to survive!

"Blood Demon Technique Mist Ice Water Lily Bodhisattva!"

A nearly fifteen-meter-tall ice crystal bodhisattva rose from the ground!

In an instant, the astonishing cold spread around, and the surrounding land quickly froze.

And the next moment, this Ice Crystal Bodhisattva suddenly raised his palm and fell!

Butterfly Kanae couldn't care about the shock in her heart at this time, and retreated again and again to avoid Tong Mo's attack

Boom!!!

The earth shattered instantly, and the smoke and dust did not rise, but the piercing cold air spread outward.

These cold qi, mixed with fine Xiaoice crystals, continued to spread towards the night wind, trying to kill it in ice.

Butterfly Kanae wanted to retreat first with the night wind, but the night wind pulled out the blade at his waist without hurrying.

"Thunder Blade!"

With a low groan, the entire blade lit up.

The terrifying arc of electricity spilled outward, and the butterfly Kanae was forced to retreat one after another.

"It will end soon."

After Night Wind turned his head and said something to Butterfly Kanae, the figure disappeared in an instant.

Snap!!

In the sight of Butterfly Kanae, only a few rays of thunder flashed in the air.

"Thunder light rushes away, thunder vibrating knife!"

The night breeze, shrouded in electric light, stepped on the void and instantly flashed in front of Tong Mo.

The blade filled with thunder cut down horizontally, drawing a blue arc in the air.

Bang!

At this moment, it was as if thousands of thunders roared, descending on Tong Mo's body in an instant.

(Wang Zhao) slashed down, and before Tong Mo could react, his head flew up.

Unlike the extreme speed and power of "Ratchet", the current stirred up by the vibrating knife focuses more on the destruction of internal flesh and blood.

The wanton electric current spread throughout the body, crushing and scorching every cell of Tong Mo!

Before Tong Mo's consciousness dissipated, the night wind ignored him and slammed on the void figure and turned into a ray of thunder.

Bang bang bang!!

The roar of layers of sonic booms suddenly exploded!

The strong wind and waves set off instantly completely swept Tong Mo's shattered body away, turning into a smear of ashes and dissipating in the heavens and the earth.

【Ding! Plundering gains: cell phagocytosis (D-), blood freezing (E)! 】

【Ding! +500 Energy Points! 】

The information that popped up from the panel flashed in front of the night breeze, and he himself came to a place two kilometers away between breaths.

And here there is a tumor on the forehead, and two horns on the head, like a timid old man, walking here.

PS: The picture is Tong Mo Hunger.