"Puff~"

First, the light blue sun-ring sword of Imyoji Kawami, the tip of the sword penetrated the epidermis and stuck it on his abdomen. Then, the bright red blade of the Flame Column and the light blue sun-ring sword of the Shaguchi, one in front and one behind, one on the left and one on the right, blocking the space he could hide.

“Huhu——”

The sickle hammer of the rock pillar hit his head with a violent sound of breaking wind and an unstoppable momentum.

‘This generation of swordsmen cannot be underestimated! But…’

"Ding~"

The veins of Kurohito's body surged, and he swung his knife quickly, hitting the light blue knife of the Xiazhu, and then slashed downward, trying to cut off the Hiroshi Kawashiya's Hiroshi sword from the side.

In fact, although the blade can withstand a great force vertically, this kind of attack that attacks the blade from the side seems particularly fragile.

Moreover, Heihemu's physical strength is extremely strong, and the speed of its sword swing is so fast that the naked eye cannot see it...

"When~"

A heavy metal collision sounded, and the pupils of the six ghosts of Heihei Mou suddenly shrank.

‘He actually turned the blade horizontally with his instinctive reaction when the blade was about to be frustrated!!’

In addition to being surprised, the violent sound of the wind breaking was approaching his head. Faced with the attack that was enough to destroy his head, the intuition of the Black Death Mu Warrior made his spine and cells begin to become active.

‘I have to say that the ghost blood in my body hasn’t been like this for a long time!!’

‘Last time, it was when I was facing ‘him’…’

‘But, I want to take my head…’

‘You are still far from each other!!’

As his mind flashed, his breath suddenly rose again, and his bones made a crisp explosion.

【The breath of the moon, the fifth type, the vortex of the moon soul]

An invisible air suddenly blew up his robe through the skin pores of his body, forming several huge vortex-shaped wind blades that kept spinning around him and countless crescent moon blades of varying sizes, exploding towards the surroundings.

"careful!!"

Purgatory Apricot Shouro, who was slashing on the wind blade, shrank his pupils, and a huge force was passed from the knife, pushing him a few meters away, and his feet drew two straight deep grooves on the ground.

The closest to the wind blade, Mushi Kawamiya and Torukiro Shinobu, even when they sensed the danger, retreated suddenly and swung their swords to block the huge force of the wind blade and most of the crescent moon blades, but they still left dense and shallow knife marks all over their bodies, their clothes were hunched and bloody.

Heihemu also used the sudden burst of energy blade force field in his body to reduce the speed of the chain hammer that was hit to the extreme, and easily avoided the attack of the broken skull.

At the same time, with the wind resistance of the air blade breaking, the body moved quickly, like a black lightning, attacking the pillars.

【The breath of the moon, the shape of the one, the dark moon, the palace of the night】

Only the sound of the wind is heard, but it is hard to see people...

Kurohito's body suddenly appeared behind Mudai Kawashimi, pulled out his sword and cut out a sharp vacuum sword energy, and countless rotating and flying crescent moon energy blades.

"When~~"

The blood-filled eyes of Immortal River suddenly shrank, and the strong intuition made his spine chill in an instant.

With an instinctive reaction that is far beyond ordinary people, he soared into the air with one foot, and the blade carried the power of the entire body to rush the entire body, and lifted up three huge sword energy that teared out claw-like cracks on the ground.

【The breath of the wind, the shape of the three, the sunny wind tree】

He almost blocked his sword.

Then, his body bones creaked and brittle. Not only did he not remove the huge rebound force of the collision of the blade, but instead forced the torso to twist, using the power that was enough to shatter the muscles and meridians, plus the overdrawn potential of his body, he swung his sword violently.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

His eyes turned red and turned white, his silver-white hair suddenly rose, his face was as ferocious as Hell Shura, and his grinned corners of his mouth roared wildly, setting off a huge tornado.

【The breath of wind, one type, dust whirlwind, cut and cut! Change!!!】

The pillars were shocked!

Because, this sword energy tornado will break their concept of wind breathing one type!

I saw that this huge tornado shattered the ground layer by layer, causing the dust and debris floating around to be sucked into it, the air suddenly cleared, and the tornado became even bigger, turbid, violent and violent power, like the might of panic, causing disaster to the tiny mortals!

'this!!!'

‘Is this still the same type?!’

Heihei Mu was also a little surprised. He killed nearly a hundred swordsmen with Feng Zhibreath, and there were also many amazing people.

But this is the first time seeing a monster like this guy who is so crazy and breaking the common sense.

because……

Wind breathing is not known for its power.

However, there are always special people in the world who use their own will to force the common sense and push the power of moves to a new limit!!

Feeling the powerful suction from the violent tornado, Heihei Mu's eyes seemed very calm.

‘The power of moves is never the key to the outcome of a battle. Only by maintaining speed, strength, and endurance is the winner who will laugh to the end.’

‘After swinging this sword, your body muscles are probably already in a state of collapse! With the recovery of ordinary people, I judged that it is six weeks. But on this battlefield, you may not even have six seconds of breathing time!’

'As long as I resist this move, I will kill you, the next strike!!'

He was knocked away in the air by the force of the blade's rebound, but he had no choice but to face the violent tornado Black Death Mou, and his mind flashed.

He gathered his momentum and the ghost sword cast with his own flesh and blood suddenly grew, and a blade like a branch emerged from the blade.

‘This is the true form of the crying god!!’

‘There are not many ghost hunters who can see its true body for thousands of years, and you are already proud of yourself.’

‘Then, die under this knife!!’

[The breath of the moon, the eighth type, the tail of the moon dragon wheel; the nineth type, the descending moon, the conjunction; the eleventh type, the evil change·The sky is full of the thin moon]

The floating Heidi Mu, the six ghosts' eyes were covered with scarlet blood, the muscles on their bodies were condensed like steel, and their arms were like thick iron whips. They suddenly waved the ghost sword that had evolved into a "tree branch".

He emitted a huge blue sword energy dozens of meters, and with a sharp force that teared everything, he slashed towards the tornado that strangled down from below at a very fast speed.

This extremely terrifying move, a sharp breathing move, was another sword technique with even more powerful power, tearing the sky and suddenly descending.

I saw that he carried out chaotic and invisible slashes in the air that were intertwined and intertwined.

A tree-branch-shaped sword will produce dozens of interlaced blade winds of all sizes and sizes every time you wave it.

In an instant, the sky was dissatisfied with all kinds of big and small, and the sharp sword energy that intertwined and intertwined, blocking the pace of the pillars that were dancing around, trying to siege them.

"Bang!!"

The moment his toes landed, the ground suddenly collapsed into a circle of dense spider-shaped cracks.

The ghost body covered with steel-like muscles suddenly swelled, shattering the clothes on the upper body.

Its skin was clearly visible, dense and ferocious blood, and a strong turbid air overflowed from its mouth and nose. It actually applied its breathing method to the extreme, and even its powerful ghost body was almost burst.

With his feet on the ground and as his fulcrum, the power of his sword swings has increased several times.

"Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz

The evolved ghost blade suddenly swung suddenly across the sky, and a sharp sonic boom sounded, and countless huge string moon-shaped sword energy, accompanied by countless crescent moon-shaped blades, spreading towards the body with the powerful power that swept away all the powerful power.

The air torn apart, the earth shattered, the sharp sound of sonic booms, the huge tornado and the crescent moon, the crescent moon, tear each other apart, and sucked away.

The aftermath leaked and the cutting of the sharp blade made the fire-bearing house suddenly sink dozens of feet, with mud flying and gravel flying all over the sky.

The huge tornado was ultimately defeated by the countless sword energy slashes like bone-cutting, and gradually dissipated, forming a long spiral mudstone barrier with mottled knife wounds on the ground.

But this barrier could no longer stop the remaining half of the crescent moon-shaped sword energy from spreading outward.

Seeing this, the pillars hurriedly protected the powerless Immortal Kawami and activated their sword skills to block the indiscriminate sword energy attacks flying all over the sky.

【Xia's breathing, the second type, the eighth-fold cloud; the fourth type, the advection cut]

A large amount of white air overflowed from the corner of Shi Tou Wuichiro's mouth, his body swelled faintly, and the blade in his hand whispered softly, and he waved eight consecutive slashes into the air at an extremely fast speed, "Ding Ding Dangdang..." blocked dozens of cut wind blades.

Then, he made a slashing attack in a sliding manner, and made a rapid advance, slashing the huge crescent moon Qi blade that was cut towards the head of the Immortal River with a knife.

"Are you okay, Mr. Shiya."

"Yes." Mudaki Kawami nodded with a pale face.

At the same time, he was surrounded by Purgatory Akatsuro, and the mourning Yu Xingming, which was rotating a chain hammer and axe, blocking countless crescent moonlight blades.

soon……

In just two breaths, these sword energy gradually became thinner, and the pillars allowed the exhausted Immortal River to withdraw from the battlefield and regulate their breathing.

Then, the three of them rushed towards the center where the sword energy was spreading, Hei Shimu's body.

[The breath of the flame is the first type, and does not know the fire; the shape of the third type, the weather is full of flames; the shape of the second type, the rising flames]

The flame pillar first used the extremely fast rushing sword technique, and the flames of feathers rolled in, and his body was like a fireworks path, shattering countless crescent moon energy blades.

"When~~"

He suddenly rushed forward to Hei Shimu, but the blade was easily blocked by him.
To be continued...