His lonely figure is vividly depicted. He faced a group of onmyojis in embroidered robes. They held compasses in their hands, spells dancing on their fingertips, and whispering in their mouths.
However, Mu Yu was not afraid. His sword was like cold lightning, sharply cutting through the attacks of the Onmyoji. As the sword light danced, one after another Onmyoji fell at his feet. Their spells scattered in the air like broken dreams.
However, the battle did not end there. The appearance of three masters made the battle situation become serious instantly. Each of the three of them was as towering as a mountain, and their gazes were like cold lightning, staring directly at Mu Yu.
The master's attack was like a violent storm. Although Mu Yu tried his best, he was still hit hard. His body seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, and the air was filled with a heavy smell of blood.
Even so, Mu Yu did not fall. He endured the severe pain and the sword in his hand became sharper. He launched a final charge and stabbed the three masters with his sword. This sword condensed all his strength and determination, and the tip of the sword flashed with dazzling light.
Although the three masters looked shocked, they did not flinch. They responded to Mu Yu with an even more fierce offensive, and the entire battlefield seemed to be swallowed up by their fighting spirit.
The sword light flashed like a shooting star piercing the dark night sky. Every time the sword is swung, it is accompanied by the surge of elements, as if it is the most powerful force in the world. Although those onmyojis were cunning, in front of Mu Yu, their spells were like child's play. With one swing of the sword, their spells were reduced to ashes and scattered in the wind.
Mu Yu stared at the figure closely. He knew that this person was the real mastermind. He did not answer the figure's words, but tightened his grip on the sword in his hand. He knew that as long as he had breath left, he would continue to fight. The sword light flashed like a shooting star piercing the dark night sky. Every time the sword is swung, it is accompanied by the surge of elements, as if it is the most powerful force in the world. Although those onmyojis were cunning, in front of Mu Yu, their spells were like child's play. With one swing of the sword, their spells were reduced to ashes and scattered in the wind.
However, just when Mu Yu was about to repel the Onmyoji, three masters appeared. The aura on their bodies was deep and powerful, like poisonous snakes hiding in the dark, finally revealing their fatal blow at this moment. In their hands, each held a talisman that emitted a strange light and threw it towards Mu Yu.
That was a kind of power that Mu Yu had never seen before. It is like a darkness coming from the abyss, swallowing up all the light. He swung his sword, but it seemed so insignificant in front of that power. In an instant, he felt that all the strength in his body was taken away, and he could barely hold the sword in his hand.
Then he fell heavily to the ground. Severe pain came from all parts of the body, which was unprecedented pain. He looked up at the three masters, his eyes full of unwillingness and regret. He knew he was defeated.
Despite this, there was no trace of fear or regret in his eyes. He always believed that no matter how powerful the enemy was, he would never give up easily. Even if he fails this time, he will stand up again and continue fighting until he finally wins.
The three masters looked at him coldly and said nothing. Their eyes were full of doubts and shock, and it was obvious that they did not expect Mu Yu to be able to withstand their attacks for so long.
And among the group of Onmyoji, a figure slowly walked out. He was wearing a black robe, with the brim of his hat drooped so that his face could not be seen clearly. His voice echoed in the night sky: "I didn't expect you to have such strength."
Mu Yu stared at the figure closely. He knew that this person was the real mastermind. He did not answer the figure's words, but tightened his grip on the sword in his hand. He knew that as long as he had breath left, he would continue to fight.
Although Mu Yu repelled them, he was hit hard again. His body was crumbling, and the blood spurting from his mouth looked particularly dazzling in the moonlight.
A powerful force surged out from his staff, like a huge wave in the wind, and instantly pounced on the Onmyoji. In an instant, they were pushed back by this force, and some were even knocked down directly. However, this is not the end.
The three masters walked slowly out of the night, their eyes flashing with cunning and cold light. They were not dressed in black, but in dark robes. Their faces were obscured by darkness, but it could not conceal the powerful aura emanating from them. They were like three giant dragons in the dark night, preparing to launch a fatal attack on Mu Yu.
Mu Yu felt unprecedented pressure. His heart beat like a war drum, and every beat seemed to remind him of imminent danger. He moved his eyes towards these three masters, knowing in his heart that this would be his biggest challenge ever.
The battle started again, but this time, Mu Yu was at an absolute disadvantage. The three masters' attacks were as violent as a rainstorm. He blocked the waves of attacks, but was unable to stop their continuous attacks. Finally, a powerful attack penetrated his defenses and he fell to the ground, his body covered with wounds.
He used all his strength to puff out his chest. His hands crossed the seals again, and a powerful force burst out from his body, colliding with the Onmyoji.
The battle has entered a fierce stage. Although Mu Yu was seriously injured, his power became more powerful and violent. Every attack was like an out-of-control giant beast, making it impossible for the Onmyoji to get close.
They could only watch as Mu Yu resisted their attacks with amazing perseverance, like an unyielding warrior standing upright in the fire. Their eyes were filled with shock and uneasiness. They had never seen such a tenacious human being.
In the end, Mu Yu ended the battle with a powerful soul skill. He flashed and appeared in front of an Onmyoji, punching his soul defense. That layer of defense collapsed instantly, and his fist fell directly on the Onmyoji.
The Onmyoji's eyes were full of fear and confusion. He did not expect that he would be defeated so quickly. With a muffled sound, he fell to the ground and never stood up again.
The expressions of the other Onmyojis changed greatly as they watched this scene. They began to back away, trying to get away from the terrifying man. However, Mu Yu's eyes had become extremely cold, and there was no way he could just let them go.
He stretched out a hand, and a powerful force spurted out from his palm. That power rushed towards those Onmyojis like a torrent, sucking them all into it.
As screams rang out, all the onmyojis fell to the ground. Wisps of black smoke emerged from their bodies, which were the traces left by the soul defense that Mu Yu had repulsed.
