Eight hundred and ninetieth chapters knife is worse than man
Well…
The moment his body was embedded in the mountain wall, Musashi let out a sad moan.
His face was pale, his orifices were bleeding, and his energy was like a gossamer.
It seems that his life is not long.
Wang Ye's palm just now was filled with murderous intent.
Although he didn't use his full strength, his strength was extremely terrifying.
The power of its palms is like thunder and lightning, capable of destroying mountains.
An ordinary expert would be beaten to the point of death upon receiving such a palm!
But Musashi did not die immediately.
This is already quite good...
Seeing this scene, Wang Ye twitched his lips and turned around slowly.
Musashi's entire body was broken with broken bones and tendons, and he was certain to die.
For a man who is bound to die, there is no need to expend extra energy.
Letting him die in pain can be regarded as punishment for the sneak attack on Aji and others.
Clang!
The moment Wang Ye turned around, the crisp sound of swordsmen clashing came again.
When he turned around to look, he saw that the katana that had fallen aside flew up on its own and returned to Musashi's hand.
The moment the katana returned to Musashi's hand, a sudden change occurred.
But he saw a strong blood energy permeating the blade.
As soon as this blood energy came out, it continuously poured into Musashi's body.
At the end of the day, Musashi's eyes rolled up and his throat made a series of strange sounds.
Crackling!
Then his body continued to twist, making a series of bone crunching sounds.
With this series of sounds, all Musashi's broken bones returned to their original positions.
At the same time, he stretched out his arms.
Jumped down from the pit on the mountain wall.
"Hey hey hey..."
After jumping down, Musashi let out a series of strange sneers.
Then he waved his katana and attacked Wang Ye head-on.
"A knife is more evil than a person, and it has its own consciousness..."
Looking at the scene in front of him, Wang Ye sneered and said in a deep voice: "While the master is about to die and his consciousness is confused, he will bite back the main body..."
"Now this person has become a puppet of the sword..."
"This knife is really interesting and ruthless!"
Whoosh!
Just as Wang Ye was thinking secretly, a sharp roar came.
Looking up, he saw Musashi's eyes rolled up, and he was slashing towards Wang Ye with a katana in his hand.
At this time, Musashi was completely unconscious, but his speed was much faster than before.
I saw a series of phantoms flashing past, and the red light on the samurai sword flashed towards Wang Ye head-on.
snort!
Seeing this scene, Wang Ye sneered and said in a deep voice: "The host is no match for me even when he is conscious..."
"Now I am just a puppet with a broken sword, and you actually want to kill me?"
“It’s really hilarious!”
After saying this, Wang Ye moved his arms vigorously and pushed his palm horizontally.
In an instant, an extremely powerful palm force poured out like a stormy wave crashing on the shore.
It hit Musashi's body hard.
boom!
There was only a loud noise, and Musashi's body exploded instantly, turning into a pile of minced meat and flying away.
It only takes a moment.
Musashi died twice at Wang Ye's hands.
The katana in his hand also flew out at this time, and was pulled by Wang Ye's internal force and held in his hand.
The moment Wang Ye took the katana in hand, he looked at it twice.
I saw that the blade of the sword was as red as blood, and a red light loomed.
There is also a chrysanthemum engraved on the top, which looks extremely weird against the color of blood.
The moment Wang Ye looked at the katana, the blade suddenly shook.
Immediately afterwards, a cloud of blood-red mist filled the air.
"Old Wang, be careful!"
Seeing this scene, Xiao Muyun, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but exclaimed.
He could clearly see the strangeness of this katana.
A person whose bones and meridians were shattered can do it again.
If Wang Ye was trapped in it and his mind was confused, that would be very bad.
However, the moment Xiao Muyun spoke up to remind him.
This bloody mist instantly enveloped Wang Ye!
Plop!
Seeing this scene, Xiao Muyun's legs softened and he knelt directly on the ground.
This is how the katana just turned Musashi into a puppet.
The same is true for Wang Ye now...
When he thought of this, he felt extremely desperate.
"It's over..."
Thinking of this, Xiao Muyun said desperately: "I told you to be careful but you didn't listen..."
"Is it okay now? Is it settled?"
"The holy king who ruled the world in the past has now become a puppet..."
"The most outrageous thing is that I am only ten years old, a handsome and elegant young man, but I am going to die here..."
"God is really jealous of me..."
Buzz!
The moment Xiao Muyun shouted loudly, there was a soft sound.
Immediately, this blood energy was instantly shaken away.
Wang Ye, on the other hand, was holding a samurai sword and looking at Xiao Muyun with the eyes of a caring and foolish child: "Have you f*cking howled enough?"
???
As soon as these words came out, Xiao Muyun's voice suddenly stopped.
He looked at Wang Ye in front of him and said, "Old Wang, are you okay!?"
As he spoke, Xiao Muyun's face was filled with surprise.
"nonsense!"
Hearing this, Wang Ye twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "It's just a broken knife, it's a million miles away from the one I had..."
"It's such a fucking wishful thinking to influence my mind!"
As he spoke, Wang Ye's face was full of contempt.
"If it's okay, you should have said it earlier!"
After hearing Wang Ye's explanation, Xiao Muyun stood up slowly: "You made me nervous for you for a long time in vain..."
Snapped!
Before Xiao Muyun could finish what he said, Wang Ye struck Xiao Muyun on the head with a violent shudder: "You are really telling lies with your fucking eyes open..."
"You've been nervous about me for a long time, but you should still be nervous about yourself, right?"
"A handsome and elegant young man..."
"Make damn God jealous of you, you are so shameless..."
With that said, Wang Ye was ready to knock Xiao Muyun again.
"okay…"
Seeing Wang Ye raise his hand, Xiao Muyun said: "I'm still young, if you try to knock me out again..."
"Besides, didn't my first sentence just now tell you to be careful..."
"You're so damn stubborn..."
Hearing this, Wang Ye was ready to take action again.
"Eh eh eh..."
Seeing this scene, Xiao Muyun hurriedly said: "Old Wang, what's going on with this knife?"
"It's okay if you can suck blood. How can you turn people into puppets?"
At this time, Xiao Muyun quickly changed the topic.
"A knife is more evil than a man, and self-generated consciousness..."
Hearing Xiao Muyun speak, Wang Ye said: "When you can't control it, it will erode your consciousness..."
"Also, although this knife is powerful, it is not perfect..."
"It's like being forcibly extracted from a peerless magic weapon..."
With that said, Wang Ye waved it twice and said: "If this sword can be completely forged, it will definitely be a peerless magic weapon..."
Peerless magic weapon!
Xiao Muyun's eyes lit up after hearing Wang Ye's words.
He looked at Wang Ye and said, "What kind of peerless magic weapon?"
Hearing this, Wang Ye looked at the katana in his hand and pondered for a moment.
Then he said: "If the forging is completed, the power of this sword will probably be no less than that of the Jade Qing Sword in Bai Mingyu's hand..."