The cold spiritual pressure revealed a smell of blood, filling the air.

The dark environment should have drowned out all colors, but you can still see sticky blood flowing down the stone pillars and ceiling.

Mao Zhihualie lowered his eyebrows, opened his hands, and the blade made of blood hung like noodles on his chest, "Luo Yinde, you who have learned all my styles should understand what this means, right?"

Luo Yinde's face became solemn and he said: "Do you think you can defeat us like this?

Naively, Luo Yinde is imitating His Majesty Yhwach from thousands of years ago, who was an opponent that even Yamamoto Genryusai had a headache for."

"Times are progressing, and the current Yohabach is much stronger than the previous Yohabach."

Uozhihua Lie chuckled, "Tell me this, it seems that your imitation ability cannot be activated repeatedly in a short period of time."

"Are you relieved?" Luo Yinde asked.

"No, I'm very disappointed. It's rare to have an opponent like you. I still want to try what it feels like to kill myself."

Uzuki Hana Lie sighed and did not continue chatting. She did not want to delay the time and trap the two people with Uzuki, but to kill them.

As soon as her feet moved, she swept forward.

Luo Yinde realized the danger and immediately stretched out his hand forward, "Sing, praise the holy land."

A wall of blue-white light emerged on the ground, and five-pointed stars resembling crosses were raised.

This is a Quincy's greatest defensive spell that integrates offense and defense. Once an enemy steps into it, countless sacred destruction will erupt in an instant, blasting the enemy into rubbish.

Luo Yinde is the only person in the Knights of the Star Cross, apart from Yhwach, who can use this trick.

Maozhihualie stepped into the attack range of the light wall, and the sacred light shone in front of his eyes. Too much sacred destruction shot out, directly converging into a vast stream of light and attacking.

Luo Yinde showed a smile on his face and shouted: "Even His Majesty a thousand years ago was stronger than you are today!"

Maozhihualie swung his sword, and the blood blade suddenly turned into a bloody curtain and rolled down. His body rotated in the air, directing the sacred flow of light to the two brothers.

Luo Yinde was confused, why did the Sacred Destruction not explode?

Luo Yinde was not confused. He had the skill of this move in his memory, using spiritual pressure equal to the attack to create the flow of water on a soft blade that was as small as a jagged tooth.

Turn the enemy's attack into your own attack and return it.

"Let's go." Luo Yinde immediately used his flying sickle to avoid it.

Luo Yinde ran in the opposite direction. He was now simulating the psychology of Habach from a thousand years ago. He was subconsciously thinking in that direction, rather than having the same idea as Luo Yinde.

The sacred light flow was directed to Luo Yinde again. At the same time, Maozhihualie instantly stepped in front of Luo Yinde and watched a man swaying with his face and body in front of him.

She felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, and decided to deal with this person first, and then turn around and deal with the other one.

Luo Yinde benefited from imitating all her skills and strength and reacted at this time.

Holding the sword in both hands, he used the mysterious secrets of all illusions to create a variety of clouds and mist.

This move is a powerful opponent that Unohana Retsu encountered thousands of years ago. It combines ghost ways, steps and slashing techniques. It is similar to the instant coax of the broken bee, but completely different.

The ever-changing clouds and mist are not about strengthening one's own strength, but about a transformation between reality and reality.

The tip of the knife stabbed by Luo Yinde spread out in an instant, like a snowball thrown by a child exploding from the inside.

Maozhihualie saw a blade of light, like mist, like snow drifting, which was the actual scene caused by the explosion of concentrated ghost power.

Covering Luo Yinde's whereabouts, and showing no signs of weakening, such as the gradually increasing clouds and fog.

The sky and the earth turned white, swords flashed, people were hidden behind the clouds and mist, and murderous intentions were hidden.

Maozhihualie sighed, his eyes lowered, and without a trace of hesitation, he inserted his body into the clouds and mist, and waved the bloody blade with his hand.

Ding, Luo Yinde's knife seemed to be rushed over. He was shocked, and the upper half of the bloody blade held by the blade fell down like a soft whip, lashing his face.

Half of his face then fell off.

"Why?" Luo Yinde lost his voice, not understanding why he was discovered.

It's obviously hidden so well.

"The style I learned was not through apprenticeship, but through fighting. Behind the name Yachi-ryu is the corpse of a leader of the school."

Maozhihualie answered Luo Yinde's question out of compassion for the dying people.

"ha."

Luo Yinde suddenly realized that he was only imitating strength and skills without memory, so he didn't know how he learned these skills.

It turns out that the last person who knew how to do this trick had died in the hands of Maozhihualie.

"elder brother!"

Luo Yinde roared uncontrollably, stepped in the air, rushed down quickly, pulled out the knife from his waist with his right hand, and quickly slammed it towards the back of Mao Zhihualie's neck.

She stood on her tiptoes, turned somersaults backwards, and felt as if she were in a fairyland, with her black hair brushing against the blade of the blade.

The bloody blade is like a chain of death.

Luo Yinde used the static blood suit and did not dodge at all. He turned around and swung the knife backward.

Under such circumstances, it would be impossible for a Quincy to establish a foothold in Silver Frame City.

Luo Yinde was confident that by relying on the resistance of the static blood suit, he could trade his injuries for the enemy's life.

Mao Zhihualie was unhurried, and his right index finger accurately pointed on the side of Luo Yinde's blade. Using this point, the person could turn over, as light as a cat shuttling back and forth between tables and chairs.

Luo Yinde suddenly felt a pain in his neck. The Static Blood Equipment could not completely resist it. The blood blade had cut through the main artery, and a large amount of blood spurted out as the blood blade moved forward.

"Ah." He let out a low cry. He didn't expect that when he swung the sword with all his strength, the opponent could actually look at the side of the blade in the lightning and flints and avoid it in that way.

"For Your Majesty's sake, I cannot let you live!"

Luo Yinde gave up the blade and did not use the spiritual bow. He condensed an extra-large piece of sacred destruction in his palm and shot it forward.

Maozhihualie swung his blood blade and chopped open the sacred destruction.

Luo Yinde put on his blood-activating armor and used his flying scythe to approach. He completely abandoned his defense and thrust his right hand forward.

This is an attack that sacrifices his life. He must use courage and all his loyalty to His Majesty to kill the woman in front of him who may be able to block His Majesty's dominance.

Maozhihualie could not dodge. With the support of the blood-driving suit, Luo Yinde's speed was astonishing. She only had time to lightly jump up and wave the blood blade forward with her right hand.

Poof, Luo Yinde pierced her abdomen with one hand, and her head was easily chopped off.

When using the blood-moving equipment, it is impossible to use the static-blood equipment at the same time. With his body, he naturally cannot block Unohana Retsu's attack.

"Wow," she spat out a mouthful of blood, landed her feet on the ground, released her swastika in time, covered her abdomen with her hands, and began to use the return path to treat the injury.

A wisp of white smoke rose.

"Ha ha."

Maozhihualie's wounds gradually healed.
Chapter completed!