Ancient trees fall and temples break.

Under the full struggle of the monsters on both sides, the towering Weiyan Mountain did not have an inch of land intact, nor did a single flower and plant missed the irrigation from the demon blood.

Perhaps thanks to this, some wise monsters will be born here in a hundred years.

The battle lasted overnight.

During this period, the loud noise and energy fluctuations broke out in the battle,

You can clearly feel the place ten miles away!!

All the residents living nearby woke up from their sleep and knelt down to the mountains filled with thick fog from afar, begging the [Mountain God] to calm down their anger and telling the oath that they would go to worship first with their offerings tomorrow morning.

Because this plane is also a world where humans and monsters coexist, and it belongs to the Warring States Period when the era was earlier and monsters occupied the strong side.

The vast majority of strangeness are the wrath of gods that are less recognized by people.

certainly,

There is also Onmyoji in this world, but even in Kyoto, where Yin-Yang family flourishes,

He is also dominated by a big monster named Yuyi Fox.

Therefore, monsters are rampant and have no scruples.

When the first ray of sun was falling from the sky, the battle at Weiyan Mountain ushered in a brief stop.

‘Chang——, Chang——’

Xiao Xiaohei dragged the huge black sickle step by step to the top of the giant wood gap. The gloomy ghost energy wrapped around him, and the crazy killing murmurs stopped for a moment.

"Kill, kill, kill...hehehehe."

What can be heard vaguely is the single words composed of [kill].

And after the giant scythe that made a clanging sound, there was a thick blood mark winding up from the darkness, like an alternative ground mark, which was terrifying and terrifying!

Above the forest, a sharp edge was slowly restrained.

It was Guhuo Bird gently restraining her umbrella sword.

In the end, he listened to the words of Onmyoji and did not help the little guys who were still fighting hard on the mountainside, allowing them to temper themselves in life and death.

The craze swept the field,

The Phoenix Fire climbed on the ashes, and all creatures who intended to approach her turned into ashes.

...........

As time goes by, more and more big monsters of the martial sect climbed to the top of the mountain. The relatives of the bull and ghosts who were surging like locusts were unable to stop these foreign monsters from following their leaders.

However, after arriving at the top of the mountain, they consciously stopped outside the station circle and watched the showdown between their own Onmyoji and the Lord of this domain.

The same is true for Xiao Xiaohei, who has endless will to kill.

Such a stay is not only due to respect for one's own adults, but also a very important reason, that is, the cold monster standing tall in their sight.

This monster girl from the north is like an invisible snow-capped mountain, warning all beings who want to get close to it, not to get close easily, otherwise you will bear the consequences.

Looking back at the trajectory of his actions,

The entire mountain road and stone steps were still filled with uncooked ice and snow, and countless ferocious monsters were forever frozen at the moment when they attempted to launch an attack.

Even the black boy covered in murderous aura could not help but recover a trace of clarity when he touched the aura of these things that wanted to freeze.

If we have to find a point similar to other big monsters who have arrived in the martial arts sect, then even her cold eyes also fell on the human teenager who was in the field.

She still remembered that that day in the snow field and in the Shirakawa Mountain, this special human boy was so paranoid when facing difficulties.

But no matter what, the opponent is also a powerful monster who has been immersed in swordsmanship for hundreds of years. He chose not to use the power of his fellow monsters to challenge alone, and he was a bit too hasty to say anything.

but,

Since this is his will.

Then keep quiet.

The big monster from the snow field slowly evacuated its own powerful aura.

Blocks all possible abnormal movements and surprise attacks.

"I am worthy of being the swordsman genius of the past,

Mei Ruomaru."

Huang panted and commented,

But under this sigh, he was in a bad state that could collapse at any time.

The arms trembled, the blade was broken, these were all small appearances.

What really makes people feel heart-pounding is the bloodstains that wind their eyes and the hideous wounds that line their bodies.

As for his clothes,

It has long been completely stained with the flowing blood!

Thousands of times of swinging the blade out of thin air can ultimately be unable to fight the mythical monster standing at the end of the sword.

"It's too early to defeat you by my current strength alone."

During the break, Huang continued.

However, what can be noticed is that in this period of time, he has gradually smoothed his chaotic breath, and a continuous breath that is as long as water flows.

Not only that, the sudden and peaceful breathing was also adjusting his body, the muscles began to tense, the pain was suppressed on the shallowest level, and some small wounds closed here to complete the healing!!

The soft [Breath of Water] brings more than just some practical sword techniques.

This on-site adjustment ability is also very precious.

On the other hand, the mythical monster Niu Gui who fought against him did not show any embarrassment.

His clothes were still neat and his hands were holding blades in a natural way. He was not only full of offensive intentions but also had no flaws!

The only trace that makes people feel that he has fought is his sweaty forehead and his slightly scattered long black hair.

As for the name mentioned by the boy in front of him, he could not have any movement.

After all, from the moment he cursed the gods and Buddhas and fell into a demon, he abandoned everything he had in the past, including his surname.

The only thing left is probably the curse of this world and the rebellion against this world!!

"But I am different from you, I have friends who are with you."

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After admiration, there is absolute certainty.

Undefeated and sure!

Because Huang clearly knew that what he lacked was time. As long as he gave him a certain amount of time to temper, he would never be so embarrassed!!

The Sharingan has been able to penetrate the opponent's moves. After a night of contact, his physical strength is obviously in a crazy way, but the wounds applied to his body are getting fewer and fewer!!

This is because the body's functions have begun to keep up with the warnings of the eyes, and no longer can only defend passively and in a mess like the beginning!

And the rolling blood and the cells that keep breathing aerobic, are all roaring and continuing to fight!!

Sure enough, only real combat can best improve one's own strength!!

The scarlet in Huang's eyes became stronger and stronger, and his soothing breathing became more rapid. Even the exhaled white mist was filled with his desire to become stronger!

The bull and ghost are still unspeakable.

His long black hair half covered his right cheek, and his left face was engraved with strange patterns.

Even though he was concerned that his family was swept by these monsters from the outside world, even if the snow demon on one side was pouring out an aura that was not weaker than his own.

However, there was still no trace of emotion on Yu Zhi's face.

The sharp blade in his hand is his most loyal and reliable partner!

But there is no doubt that the boy in front of him has shown enough strength.

If it were still a hundred years ago and the human beings who used to fight here, then it would have been defeated long ago.

It is this monster body that transcends the human level and the century-long conquest that gives him the ability to maintain a ease of invincibility.

As for whether the monsters around them will be siege them together.

He has never been afraid.

"Hey, let you guys see a joke."

Huang, who had not received a response, did not show any angry expression on his face, but said to the monsters who had signed a contract with him.

Of course, when he fell down the words, his gaze did not move away from the bull and ghost.

The monsters of this race are said to be very good at fraudulent arts, and Huang has no reason not to believe that the other party will launch an attack when he relaxes.

After all, there is no referee or rule constraint at this moment.

“This swordsmanship is wonderful.”
To be continued...