The Heavens System of the Blade of Pillar Slayer

With clenched fists, blood was even spilled, and my wife Shanyi had never been so angry.

"Grandpa is not always confused. If I am a trash! Then you are rubbish! You can only choose me, who is only one type, and you who cannot be one type, as heirs. How can I ask if there is more than grandpa in this world. The worse person!"

Guanyue was also furious: "Don't confuse me with your kind of trash!"

Lightning erupted from Kodake's body, and he attacked at an extremely electric speed. After approaching my wife Zenyi, he swung his blade and slashed at high speed.

"The Breath of Thunder, The Type of Four, Far Thunder!"

However, his seemingly impeccable attack was dodged by my wife Shanyi with an incredible speed, and while evading, he also slashed hard on his neck.

"It's too slow, rubbish." My wife Shanyi sneered. It is him that Guanyue looks down the most, so even if he has more strength than Guanyue, he will not die soon, but slowly. Torture him and let him witness with his own eyes how he was killed by the waste he said.

Looking at the huge bloodstain on his neck, Zhuoyue fell into extreme shock: "Have he been chopped? So fast! This guy! Become a different person from the beginning!"

At this time, there was a trace of fear in Guanyue, who had not put my wife Shanyi in his eyes at all. He was afraid, if he was really killed by my wife Shanyi, what would happen to him? Humiliation.

Can't lose!He must not lose!Nothing will die in the hands of this waste!

Thinking like this in his mind, he suddenly remembered how he had become a ghost.

At that time, he had encountered Hei Si Mou, the most powerful ghost among the Twelve Ghost Moons. He knew that Hei Si Mou's strength far surpassed him, even Zhuzhi. Above, it can be said that there is no Zhu in the ghost killing team that can defeat it, let alone the one who has not yet become Zhu?

So he chose to surrender to the black death Mou, and began to repeat his ideas in his heart.

"It's not a shameful thing to bow down in front of a strong man with repressive power. After all, the ancients said that if you leave the green hills, you are not afraid of not having firewood. As long as I am still alive, I won't be counted as losing to the opponent, even if it’s forehead Sticking to the ground, even if you are homeless, as long as you can quench your thirst with mud, even if someone is pointing your face to sleep for stealing, I always believe that as long as you live, you can overcome those sufferings and let others With admiration, thanks to this philosophy, I have lived to this day."

At this time, Hei Si Mou stretched out a palm to him.

"You also... want to become a ghost... to gain stronger... power... as long as you get the approval of that adult... you can become a part of us... strength The more powerful it takes a swordsman to transform into a ghost, the longer it takes... I spent three full days in the first place... In the case of a swordsman who can control his breath and is determined to transform into a ghost... even That adult...he must personally donate a lot of blood."

As he said, Hei Si Mou dripped a lot of blood from his outstretched palm, and was held in the palm of his hand by Zhuoyue one by one.

"Among these swordsmen... there are very few because of their special physique... you can't turn into a ghost until the end... and what kind of you will be. These blood is very precious... even a drop can't be wasted. ...If you dare to sprinkle them on the ground...your head and body...will say goodbye to each other in the bloody sky at the same time..."

Then, Zhuoyue drank the blood.

"It's a kind of fear that the cells all over the body seem to cry out in the next second. Compared with that, the yellow hair in front of him is not scary at all. No matter how much he improves, it is impossible for him to make a difference. Rivalry, my wife Shanyi is waste. I know crying all day long, and I don't have a long time of self-esteem and perseverance. But that stinky old man actually let me inherit the breath of thunder with this waste!"

"Anyway, you master and apprentice, you all deserve to die!"

With a violent shout, Kuyake again attacked my wife Zenyi.

"Thunder's Breath, Type Two, Rice Soul!"

Guanyue's figure quickly flew out at the moment of initiating the breathing technique, cutting out a lightning-shaped five combo.

My wife Zenyi's reaction speed is very fast, and the speed of avoiding is also very fast, so he avoided his attack without expending much effort, but the attack of Guanyue made him feel a little pressure.

"With five combos in an instant, you have eaten a lot of people, right! Now you, can't even distinguish good from evil?!"

Zhuoyue sneered: "Of course I can distinguish good from evil."

Then, the breathing method was activated again.

"Thunder's Breath·Three Types·Thunder Mosquitoes!"

Kouyake revolves around my wife Zenyi at a high speed, while leaving wavy lightning on his trajectory.

"Those who have eyes and beads, and identify with my strength are [good], and those who have eyes but no beads and refuse to identify with my strength are [evil]!"

"Thunder's Breath, Wu's Type, Hot Thunder!"

Guanyue released lightning with high heat to bombard my wife Zenyi, and also burned his skin.

"How?! How about the taste of my sharp blade that has been strengthened with blood ghost art?! This is a slash that can make the opponent's skin and flesh continue to slash while being burned!"

"Thunder's breath, Lu's type, thunder and lightning!"

Taking himself as the center, Zhuoyue instantly released countless lightning-like slashes around him, and every slash slashed fiercely on my wife Shanyi's body.

"Once you are recruited, those cracks will continue to spread in your body. After turning into a ghost, I have surpassed the breath of thunder! Brand my power on your eyes and body! I am different from you! I am special!"

The body of my wife Zenyi, who was violently attacked, fell to the bottom due to the impact. He was about to fall to death, but he stabilized his steps by standing on a raised area of ​​the building.

"Does he have any more energy?" Guanyue's complexion condensed slightly as she watched my wife Shanyi stabilize her figure.

At this time, my wife Shanyi remembered the various emotions of the previous and Yu Yue and her own teacher. For a time, various emotions surged.

"I know very well that Zhuoyue actually hates me, an ineffective junior, and I also hate him, but I really respected you from the bottom of my heart. After all, you worked so hard and put all your thoughts on swordsmanship. So at that time, my gaze was always looking for your back. You were really special. For both Grandpa and me, you were both special and extremely important."

"But this does not seem to make you feel satisfied. After all, you are always making a dissatisfaction voice. The box in your heart used to hold happiness has opened a hole, and all the happiness you get leaks out of that hole. If you can’t detect this as quickly as possible and try to plug it, you will never be satisfied.”

"Sorry, grandpa, we finally parted ways, sorry, brother..."

In the next second, a very terrifying aura exuded from my wife Shanyi's body, and even Guanyue felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

Then, my wife Zenyi slashed at a super high speed that was completely undetectable by the naked eye. When released, the trajectory of the slash will also produce a golden thunder dragon, which is powerful.

In the next second, the figure of my wife Zenyi appeared behind Guanyue, and she appeared as if she had finished swinging the sword. Before that, her neck had been scratched by my wife Zenyi with a sun wheel. Over.

With the sound of dragons, the golden feather weave that my wife Zenyi was wearing was directly chopped into pieces by the powerful current.

"It's over, Guanyue!"

"The Breath of Thunder, the Type of Seven, the God of Fire and Thunder!"