The lion-like monster roared towards Mu Yu like a strong wind coming from the wilderness. Its body is burly, and its muscles are as hard as stone in the sun, showing a wild beauty. Its eyes flashed with cunning and majesty, and the corners of its roaring mouth revealed a power that could not be ignored.
At the same time, Mu Yu's mask put on his face. This is a white mask, smooth and cold, as if carved by moonlight. The eyeholes of the mask are designed extremely finely, as if they can peer into people's hearts, and the slightly opened corners of the mouth are like the glimmer of dawn, full of a mysterious and cold beauty.
As Mu Yu breathed, a powerful breath burst out from his body, like the cold wind in winter, biting and cold. This breath seemed to have a magical power, making the surrounding air seem to freeze. The lion-like beast stopped in front of Mu Yu, its eyes flashing with vigilance and uneasiness.
Mu Yu's aura was like the stars in the dark night, both deep and cold. He stood there, like a mountain peak standing firm in the storm, and like the ripples on the lake, calm and deep. His white mask shines in the sunlight, adding to his mysterious aura.
At this time, the lion monster suddenly launched an attack. It was like a bolt of lightning, instantly piercing the air and rushing toward Mu Yu. But Mu Yu did not flinch. He stood there quietly, like an old tree waiting for the storm to pass, or like a tiger preparing to hunt.
The moment he was about to make contact, he jumped slightly and avoided the monster's attack. Then, he stretched out a hand and grabbed the monster's front paw. His movements are smooth and natural, like the melody in a dance, beautiful and deadly.
Mu Yu and the lion monster were facing each other in an open space. The lion monster, with its huge body and gnarled muscles, looked down at the humans in front of it, its eyes full of disdain and contempt. As for Mu Yu, although he was thin and thin, his eyes were as calm as ice and showed no fear.
There was a tense atmosphere in the air, and the two breaths were colliding fiercely. Suddenly, Mu Yu's mask began to change. The originally pure white began to turn into a fiery red, like a soldering iron that had been burnt by fire, making people afraid to look directly at it. It was a breath of madness, a sign of obsession.
Mu Yu's eyes flashed red, and his body trembled in the red aura. He stared at the lion monster closely, as if he wanted to carve its every movement and every breath into his heart. The lion monster roared and rushed towards him. And Mu Yu, at this moment, became possessed instantly.
His movements became extremely fast, and he dodged to the side at an extraordinary speed, avoiding the attack of the lion monster. Then, he stretched out his hand, grabbed the monster's tail, and pulled hard. The lion monster roared in pain, but Mu Yu had no intention of letting go. He withstood the monster's anger with his own body, and then fought back in the same way.
It's a crazy fight, an enchanted dance. Every collision between Mu Yu and the lion monster is like the collision between flame and iceberg, producing strong sparks. Their battle seemed to set the forest on fire.
The sun was low, and its dim yellow light shone on the sand, giving the battle a strange and solemn atmosphere.
Mu Yu has a slender figure and a delicate face. He is supposed to be a gentle person, but at this time, his eyes are firm and decisive. Wearing a green robe, he held a long black sword, the tip of the sword pointing diagonally towards the ground, as if it was bearing some invisible gravity. His face was pale, as if he had exhausted all his strength, but his eyes were burning with passionate fire.
The lion monster has a huge body, covered with golden hair, and its eyes are glowing with sharp green light. It opened its huge mouth and roared loudly, strong air currents stirred in the air, and grains of sand flew into the air. It waved its huge claws, and each swing brought up a gust of wind.
The battle between the two is like a strange dance, they chase each other, avoid each other, and attack each other. Mu Yu's swordsmanship was strange and sharp, and every sword swing carried an indescribable power. The lion monster is so powerful that its attacks seem unstoppable.
However, during such a fierce battle, Mu Yu suddenly closed his eyes, as if listening to his inner voice. His sword swung faster, each swing carrying a rhythm and a life force. His body began to tremble, but his sword became more and more stable.
This was his state of enchantment, and he became a real demon. His face became ferocious, and his eyes became fanatical. His body seemed to be no longer bound by gravity, and he began to float in the air, and then rushed towards the lion monster like a meteor.
When the sword was swung out, a black slit seemed to be cut into the air. The roar of the lion monster shook the sky, but the violent sword energy had pierced its defense and knocked it back heavily. Sand grains flew and dust filled the air, leaving a deep mark on this barren desert.
His body became strong and strong, and his skin shone with magical lines, which was an external manifestation of the evil power within him. His muscles were like black iron in the sunlight, with clear lines and full of strength. His fingers became long and sharp, like blades cut by magic.
He stood there, one foot in front, one foot behind, with his center of gravity slightly tilted, like a leopard ready to pounce. He carried a huge sword on his shoulder, and the sword flashed with cold light, as if telling the story of endless killing. There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, which was a sign of fearlessness in life and death and love for fighting.
At this moment, he was no longer the gentle cultivator, but a fighting demon full of evil spirits. He waved the sword in his hand, with the tip pointing at the lion monster Mu Yu. His attacks are unsystematic, yet so weird and unpredictable. He is like a ghost, freely shuttled in the battle, whether attacking or defending, making people feel a strange power.
The lion monster Mu Yu also showed no sign of weakness. It opened its huge mouth, revealing its sharp teeth, and roared like thunder. Its hair was as red as fire, and each hair was as sharp as a blade. Its tail was thrown out like an iron chain, with a whistling sound that broke through the air, and its power was astonishing.
The two started a fierce battle in the wasteland. In the interplay of sword light and beast claws, strange and powerful magic waves overflowed, pushing the air into the distance. Their battle caused the space to tremble, as if the whole world was trembling in their battle.
Mu Yu's attacks were like lightning in the dark night, fast and strange. He was like a ferocious leopard in battle. Every time he swung his sword, there was a gust of wind, and the sword energy split the space vertically and horizontally. The lion monster responded to Mu Yu's attack with its powerful strength and wild attacks. Its roar was deafening, and every swing of its claws carried the smell of death.
Their battle is like a strange dance, their movements fantastic and beautiful. However, this dance is full of blood and death. Every attack they make is like a choice between life and death, and every defense they make is like a helpless struggle.
During this battle, Mu Yu became possessed. His heart is filled with the desire to fight and the pursuit of victory. His eyes became cold and cruel, and his movements became strange and powerful. He wielded the sword in his hand, and every attack carried a powerful magic power.
Mu Yu's body fell to the ground, and he seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He panted heavily, as if he was sucking life into his lungs. His eyes became clear again, but his face became even paler.
