The night wind blew gently, bringing with it a chilling feeling. Mu Yu stood solemnly on the spot, holding the hilt of the sword tightly in his hand, and his whole body was filled with cold murderous aura. In front of him, an Onmyoji dressed in black robes was sitting cross-legged, chanting a spell, and tapping the staff in his hand continuously to release gloomy ghostly shadows.
Mu Yu's eyes flashed, and his figure instantly transformed into a blue shadow, rushing towards the Onmyoji with lightning speed. He struck like a thunder, splitting the opponent's staff in half. At the same time, he quickly took a step back to avoid a sharp blade that suddenly appeared in the Onmyoji's other hand.
Mu Yu's body rolled in the air and rushed towards the Onmyoji again. He used all his strength to swing the sword and instantly chopped off the Onmyoji's head. The headless body of the man in black robe swayed before slowly falling down.
Mu Yu didn't stop, he immediately turned towards Yuanyuan's direction. A group of onmyojis wearing black robes and masks have surrounded Yuanyuan. The staffs in their hands emitted a cold blue light, and the air around them seemed to become colder.
Mu Yu took a deep breath and held the sword tighter. He rushed towards the encirclement step by step, like a tiger descending a mountain, unstoppable. The Onmyoji were not afraid at all, they raised their staffs one after another and began to chant spells.
Mu Yu kills the enemy desperately, taking away the life of an Onmyoji every time he swings his sword. His body drew arcs in the air, and every time he landed, there were traces of blood.
But there are more and more enemies, and they keep appearing like ghosts blown by the cold wind. Their eyes were full of fanaticism and bloodlust, as if they would never give up until Mu Yu was put to death.
These onmyojis have different appearances. Some elders have deep wrinkles and bright eyes, like wise men who have experienced the vicissitudes of time; some young people have a handsome appearance, but their brows show calmness and restraint, like the calm needle of the sea. They all wore dark robes embroidered with complex runes that fluttered gently in the night wind. Each Onmyoji holds a wooden staff in his hand, and the head of the staff is carved with various strange totems, as if telling ancient stories.
Yuanyuan was protected in the middle, and she already felt unprecedented fear. But her eyes remained firm, and she knew that Mu Yu was protecting her.
Suddenly, a brilliant sword light shined in the dark night. Accompanied by Mu Yu’s thunderous cry: “No regrets!”
I saw a flash of green light across the night. Before the group of Onmyoji could see what it was, they felt their bodies being hit by a huge force. They flew out one after another, and some even fell to the ground on the spot.
Mu Yu's eyes flashed, and his figure instantly transformed into a blue shadow, rushing towards the Onmyoji with lightning speed. He struck like a thunder, splitting the opponent's staff in half. At the same time, he quickly took a step back to avoid a sharp blade that suddenly appeared in the Onmyoji's other hand.
Mu Yu's body rolled in the air and rushed towards the Onmyoji again. He used all his strength to swing the sword and instantly chopped off the Onmyoji's head. The headless body of the man in black robe swayed before slowly falling down.
Mu Yu didn't stop, he immediately turned towards Yuanyuan's direction. A group of onmyojis wearing black robes and masks have surrounded Yuanyuan. The staffs in their hands emitted a cold blue light, and the air around them seemed to become colder.
Mu Yu took a deep breath and held the sword tighter. He rushed towards the encirclement step by step, like a tiger descending a mountain, unstoppable. The Onmyoji were not afraid at all, they raised their staffs one after another and began to chant spells.
Mu Yu kills the enemy desperately, taking away the life of an Onmyoji every time he swings his sword. His body drew arcs in the air, and every time he landed, there were traces of blood.
But there are more and more enemies, and they keep appearing like ghosts blown by the cold wind. Their eyes were full of fanaticism and bloodlust, as if they would never give up until Mu Yu was put to death.
Yuanyuan was protected in the middle, and she already felt unprecedented fear. But her eyes remained firm, and she knew that Mu Yu was protecting her.
The leader is an older Onmyoji. His eyes are as deep as the sea, and his eyes are full of deep wisdom and majesty. He raised the talisman in his hand and chanted the incantation. A powerful energy surged from his fingers and condensed into a dazzling light. This light looked so dazzling in the dark night that it was impossible to look at it.
The other Onmyojis also acted quickly, waving their magic weapons and chanting spells. In an instant, the whole scene became mysterious and strange, as blue flames jumped in the dark night, illuminating the field as bright as day.
Mu Yu and Yuanyuan faced these onmyojis, their faces full of nervousness and determination. They know that this scene represents not only a challenge, but also a fate they must face. Especially Yuanyuan, her eyes shone with determination. She held Mu Yu's hand tightly, seeming to draw strength.
Mu Yu also held Yuanyuan's hand tightly, knowing in his heart that they had no way out. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. The power inside his body began to surge, and he felt his presence becoming strong and powerful. He raised his head and looked directly at the older Onmyoji, his eyes full of challenge and determination.
The onmyojis did not take immediate action. They just surrounded Mu Yu and Yuanyuan quietly, as if waiting for something. Their eyes were locked on the sword in Mu Yu's hand. That sword seemed to be their target and also seemed to be a threat to them.
Suddenly, an Onmyoji waved his staff, and an invisible force attacked Mu Yu and Yuanyuan. Immediately afterwards, other Onmyoji also took action. The energy of countless spells intertwined into dazzling beams of light in the air, lighting up the shrine at night like gorgeous fireworks.
These onmyojis were dressed in dark hunting clothes, holding fans painted with strange symbols in their hands, and looked serious. Their gazes were as deep as the night sky, full of wisdom and calculation, as if they could see through everything. Their steps were light and orderly, forming a perfect encirclement, trapping Mu Yu and Yuanyuan within it.
Although Mu Yu was in danger, he showed no fear. His eyes shone with determination, as fervent as wildfire. He held Yuanyuan's hand tightly to comfort her fingers that were trembling with nervousness. Yuanyuan clung to him tightly, her eyes full of dependence and perseverance.
There is a mysterious and tense atmosphere in the air. The wind whispered among the bamboo leaves, as if foreshadowing an upcoming conflict. The insects under the ground also stopped chirping, as if they were waiting for the outcome of this contest.
Suddenly, a powerful force surged out from the Onmyojis, instantly condensing the surrounding air. Their fans began to glow with a strange light, as if they were trying to absorb all the light in the world. The bodies of Mu Yu and Yuanyuan also began to rise slowly, controlled by an invisible force.
