Demon Slayer: The King of Ghosts Walking in the World - Chapter 81
Chapter 81
“The breathing of the moon · 型 型“ “· · 面 面!”
The blade of the ghost of the evolutionary ghost of the black death, the chaos of continuous interlaced interaction in the air was invisible, produced a multi -handed blade and the round moon blade, galloping towards Lianxue and Xiaomei.
“Battlestone · Earlier · Snowflake Ice Correspondence!”
Under the feet of Lianxue, there was a snowflake array like a miracle -style lapse. There were countless little white snowflakes in the snowflake array.
The moment the snowflakes in the snowflake array touched the blade wind and the round moon blade, the ice exploded, and it offset each other’s attack.
It seems that Lianxue easily blocked the black and dead offensive, but in fact, at this moment, Lian Xue was extremely struggling. If you want to block the attack of Black Dead Mu, the ice explosion produced by Snowflake must also have the same power to offset.
At this time, Lianxue consumed very huge consumption. If it was not strengthened by Yang Jie’s blood, the snowflake array would be invalid at the moment of touching the attack of the black death.
Xiaomei also knew that Lianxue was very difficult at this moment, and did his best to show his own ride.
“Blood Blood Saton”
Xiaomei’s countless silk ribbon attached a layer of blood, and continuously extended to the entire mirror cage, and the sharp silk ribbon kept cutting the black death Mu Mu and the Tong Tong.
“It seems that you have nothing to do. Originally thought you would bring me a different surprise, it’s really boring!”
The black dead Mu, who was in the scope of Xiaomei, has opened the transparent world. All Xiaomei’s attack was predicted by the black death Mu.
“The breathing of the moon · Picking up, the fierce change, the full moon!”
Countless huge string moon -shaped blade winds and giant round moon blades appeared. Instantly, the snowflake array of snow was flattened, and Xiaomei’s silk belt was all destroyed, and countless visible wounds appeared on the body.
The black death Mu Ju contemplated the love snow and Xiaomei who fell on the ground with blood: “You are just lucky and get a little power of luck. Even if you become a ghost, you still have not got rid of the category of the weak.The amount of instrument of Yokuke is not the case. ”
Seeing the black death Mu insulting Yang Jie, the angry Xiaomei manipulated the silk belt and attacked the black death.
Black Dead Mu stepped on Xiaomei’s silk ribbon on the ground, raised the cold blade of ghosts, and waved his knife to behead him.
Suddenly, a huge force impacted Tong’s mirror cage.
The mirror cage collapsed instantly.
Yang Jie’s figure suddenly appeared in front of Lian Xue and Xiaomei, flying out of Mu Kan out.
Lian Xue and Xiaomei called on a surprise: “Lord Yang Jie? Why are you here?!”
“It was the ghost crow notified me. When the ghost crow died, the memory would be transmitted to my mind. I found that you were in danger, so come here immediately.”
Yang Jie looked at the six eyes on Black Mu’s face, and his eyes were full of contempt: “It’s really ugly, black and dead, it seems that you have completely abandoned the will of your successor inheritance.”
Mu Leng humming: “In order to exchange sword skills in exchange for infinite years, I have never regretted it!”
Yang Jie couldn’t help laughing: “Is you tempering the sword skills?”
Black Dead Mu frowned: “What are you laughing?”
“Tingling sword skills are just your excuses. The reason is that you are just unwilling. You are jealous of the talents, and jealousy is better than you everywhere.
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Fate has passed away, and even if you become stronger, you will never help. You will never compare to fate. Remember, it is forever!”
Black Dead Mu lowered his head, and admitted that Yang Jie said in his heart that it was originally to be able to overcome the fate to be reduced to this ugly appearance, but the death of the fate means that you can never have the opportunity to surpass the fate.I will always lose my head.
Black Dead Mu raised his head, his eyes were extremely firm: “I will never lose to anyone!”
Yang Jie ridiculed: “Don’t you think this is contradictory?”
Black Dead Mu Liu looked at Yang Jie in surprise.
“You have no misery in the face of ghost dance, do you have a chance to win? There is no misery in ghost dance, and you can let you kill you, and you wo n’t lose to anyone? This is just an excuse for your self -comfort!”
Black Dead Mu was speechless, so he chose to use the knife in his hand to prove his will.
Bian Tong pulled the corner of the dark and died, and said dullly: “No. Run the opponent.”
The words of Tong Tong completely stimulated the fragile and proud heart of Black Dead: “I will never run away!
“The breathing of the moon · Shi Luzhi · Yuehong · Lonely Moon!”
The anger black death Mu waved the evolutionary ghost blade, and fell several giant blade winds to crush the earth from the time over the time, accompanied by countless round moon blades.
As a wave of Yang Jie, a blood wall rose to the ground, and the black -to -Mu Yuanyue blade was resisting.
Black Dead Mu continued to wave the blade of the ghost in his hand, and Yang Jie blocked it very easily.
“It’s too weak. For hundreds of years, what did you realize? Give up your feelings of human feelings, what did you get? Even if you become strongWhat do you do? What you have now is just this ugly body. ”
Hate and humiliation constantly rushed into the heart of darkness, and the blade of waving gradually became messy.
“On the day I encountered one day, he was thinking about you, and he cherishes the flute you gift to him. The relationship between you and the one is because your heart is called” jealousy “.It ’s so pitiful. At this time, you are called Hei Dead Mu, can you still remember your name as a human beings?”
“Follow Guoyan Sheng!”
The actions of Black Mu’s sword stopped subconsciously, and the spikes composed of his own blood instantly penetrated the black body of Black Mu.
Mu Mu, who was severely damaged by Yosuke, fell to the ground, and Yang Jie still humiliated the black death: “It’s really pitiful.Ashamed! ”
At the moment Ishura intended to result, the child on the side launched the hedge at the black death Mu.
“Battivist · Mirror.”
A mirror appeared out of thin air, and the black death Mu quickly incorporated into the mirror space, avoiding the offense of Yang Jie.
Yang Jie looked at the child indifferently.
Facing Yang Jie’s eyes, Tong took a step back subconsciously and intends to use the mirror to leave here again.
When the mirror appeared again, when the child entered the mirror, the mirror was broken.
“It is really unique and can generate your own space, but the weakness of your wounds is so obvious. It is hit by an attack that exceeds your own strength.It’s invalid. ”
In the sluggish expression of the child, it was full of fear.