Mu Yuleiying Wushuang stood alone, his figure as straight as a pine, and his eyes as firm as a stone. His movements were light and swift, like a bolt of lightning piercing the darkness, making it impossible for people to look straight at him. Every attack he made carried the force of thunder, as if he was going to destroy everything.
Izanagi sat on the high platform, facing Muyu Leiying Wushuang's attack, his expression remained calm and calm. With a slight stroke of his hands in the void, a mysterious power surged out from his fingertips and turned into an invisible barrier, blocking all Mu Yu Lei Ying Wushuang's attacks.
At the same time, clones of Garuda emerged from all directions, holding sharp blades and wearing armor, like a group of demons from the abyss. They surrounded Mu Yu Lei Ying Wushuang and launched a fierce attack. The lights of their swords and shadows intertwined into a dense network that was dazzling.
However, in the face of such a fierce attack, Mu Yu Leiying Wushuang was not afraid at all. He flashed and avoided the attack of Garuda's clone. His fists were clenched, and a powerful force surged through his body, as if it was about to break everything. He jumped up suddenly and hit the ground with a heavy punch. The ground shook for a moment, and a powerful shock wave spread to all sides.
The clones of Izanagi and Garuda retreated under the shock wave, and their offensive was temporarily contained. Mu Yu Leiying Wushuang took the opportunity to break through the encirclement. He stared ahead with a firm light shining in his eyes. He knows that this battle is far from over, and he will continue to fight until the final victory.
. The weapon in his hand shone like thunder, carrying a power that shook the world.
Following his cold shout, Izanagi felt the pressure from heaven and earth. Izanagi is a descendant of a clan of gods. He is huge in stature, has wings on his back, and has cunning and arrogance in his eyes. He stretched out his giant claws and tried to catch Mu Yu Leiying Wushuang, but the latter easily dodged it.
At this time, Wushuang's shadow began to transform, turning into countless clones, and started a fierce battle with Garuda's clones. Garuda's avatar looks like a bird, with huge wings and a sharp beak, and is incredibly powerful. However, in front of Mu Yu Leiying Wushuang's shadow clone, they seemed to be just insignificant mosquitoes and flies.
Among the lightning and flint, Mu Yuleiying Wushuang waved the weapon in his hand, and the power of thunder gathered into lightning bolts, piercing the void and hitting Izanagi directly. Izanagi let out a shrill scream, and his body was hit hard by the power of thunder, and he was unable to move for a while.
At the same time, Wushuang's clone flexibly shuttled around the battlefield and fought fiercely with Garuda's clone. Every collision stirred up ripples of energy, making the entire battlefield tremble. Although the Garuda clone is fierce, it is gradually at a disadvantage in the face of Wushuang's clever tactics.
In this fierce battle, Mu Yu Leiying Wushuang showed unparalleled strength and wisdom. Not only did he suppress Izanagi in terms of strength, but he also completely defeated the Garuda clone in terms of tactics. ,
Mu Yu stood on the battlefield, his eyes firm and resolute. His body shimmered with golden light under the sunlight, like the incarnation of the sun. In front of him, Abaddon's huge body was like a dark mountain, exuding a powerful evil aura.
Abaddon wields a huge scythe, making a chilling sound with every swing. Its eyes flashed red, like a demon in the abyss, staring at Mu Yu, as if looking for his flaw.
However, there was no fear in Mu Yu's eyes. He held the long sword in his hand tightly and felt the power of the sun surging in the sword. He took a deep breath, mobilized all his strength, and prepared to start a life-or-death contest with Abaddon.
When Abaddon rushed towards Mu Yu, he instantly turned into a golden lightning and avoided the edge of the sickle. He swung his sword and slashed at Abaddon's back, releasing blazing solar energy.
As the sword blade slashed, Abaddon's body suddenly trembled, and a powerful energy burst out from his body. The energy of sunlight and darkness collided fiercely on the battlefield, stirring up a cloud of dust.
When the dust settled, Mu Yu stood beside Abaddon's fallen body, still holding the sword tightly in his hand. He looked up at the sky, and the sun shone on him, giving him a halo of victory. He knew that he had successfully fought off the evil forces and brought new hope to the land.
The figure of Emperor Beria gradually emerged. He was tall and mighty, exuding a cold and evil aura, as if he were the embodiment of darkness. His eyes were deep and cold, revealing a cruelty and disdain that made people intimidating.
With a deep and shocking roar, Beria waved his huge scythe and suddenly rushed towards Mu Yu. His movements were fast and powerful, like a black lightning piercing the dark night sky. Mu Yu calmly responded to Beria's attacks, nimbly dodging every attack while constantly launching counterattacks.
The battle between the two was extremely fierce, and every collision was as shocking as a landslide. Beria's power is powerful and violent, and every attack carries the power of destruction. Mu Yu, on the other hand, responded to Beria's attacks with dexterity and excellent skills. His sword skills were as smooth as flowing clouds and flowing water, sometimes as fast as lightning, sometimes as soft as catkins.
In this fierce battle, the two figures were intertwined, and the sword light and darkness reflected each other. Their movements are fast and graceful, like an unparalleled dance. The surrounding air seemed to be ignited by their battle, and a strong aura continued to expand, shocking everything around them.
On this dark and violent battlefield, the battle between Emperor Beria and Mu Yu became increasingly fierce. Their figures danced in the night sky, the sword light flashed, and darkness and light intertwined to form a magnificent picture. This battle is not only a showdown of strength, but also a battle of will and wisdom. In this fierce battle, their strength, courage and wisdom were fully demonstrated.
Beria's figure is like a shadow from hell. His whole body exudes a frightening aura, like the incarnation of darkness, making it impossible for people to look directly at him. His eyes flashed with a cruel red light, which was the desire for blood and the fanaticism for fighting. His hands were like two sharp blades, wielding them with thunderous power.
He launched a violent attack on Mu Yu. Every punch was as heavy as a mountain, every kick was as fast as lightning. Under Beria's attack, Mu Yu seemed to be a fallen leaf in the wind, swept away by the ruthless wind with nowhere to escape. The surrounding air seemed to tremble under his attack, and every collision produced a deafening roar.
Beria's face was full of a cruel smile, which was a mockery of the weak and confidence in victory. He was not in a hurry to resolve the battle quickly, but rather played with Mu Yu like a cat playing with a mouse. His attacks were unpredictable from left to right, forcing Mu Yu into a panic every time.
This battle seemed to be Beria's personal show, as he showed off his strength and cruelty to his heart's content. Under Beria's attack, Mu Yu looked so insignificant, so helpless.
Two demons, one black and one red, exuding a strong stench and the breath of hot fire. They opened their huge mouths, exposed their sharp fangs, and roared loudly. The fire of hell jumped under their claws, as if it was going to burn all living things. Their bodies were huge and strong, and their muscles looked even more ferocious under the firelight.
However, facing such an enemy, Mu Yu did not panic at all. He held the long sword in his hand tightly, and the blade shone coldly under the lightning. His steps were steady and powerful, approaching the demon step by step, attacking fiercely like a violent storm. As the sword edge danced, it looked like a meteor streaking across the night sky, carrying fierce momentum and endless power.
The demons roared and fought, waving their huge claws, trying to tear Mu Yu into pieces. However, Mu Yu's swordsmanship was precise and decisive, defusing the demon's attacks time and time again. Every attack he makes is just right, and he seems to be able to predict every move of the devil. In this fierce battle, he showed amazing strength and wisdom, which put the demons under pressure.
The battle entered a fierce stage, and the air was filled with thick smoke and flames. Each impact caused violent vibrations, as if the entire ground was to be torn apart. However, Mu Yu's eyes remained as firm as ever, and his figure loomed in the firelight, like an insurmountable barrier.
Finally, in a fierce attack, Mu Yu's sword pierced the demon's body. With a shrill scream, the demon's body fell to the ground, causing the surrounding earth to tremble. The other demon was so frightened when he saw this that he turned around and tried to escape. However, Mu Yu had anticipated all this. He quickly jumped up and chopped off the demon's head with one sword.
His eyes were firm and deep, as if he had gathered the power of endless stars. Beria is shaped like a giant beast, surrounded by black mist, and his eyes shoot out cruel red light. Abaddon is more like a shadow, thin and gloomy, and its existence seems to freeze the surrounding air.
The battle is about to break out. Belial was the first to attack, waving its huge claws with a terrifying sound of breaking wind. Mu Yu nimbly dodged sideways, and at the same time waved a golden ray of light directly towards Beria's vitals.
Not to be outdone, Abaddon let out a harsh laugh, then turned into a black shadow and rushed toward Mu Yu. But Mu Yu was well prepared, and he cleverly avoided Abaddon's attack with an elusive pace.
For a moment, the demon's roar and Mu Yu's chant were intertwined, as if a tragic war song was played. Every confrontation stirred up the churning fire of hell. Mu Yu's movements were as fast as lightning, sometimes fighting in close combat with Beria, and sometimes keeping a distance from Abaddon, using his wisdom and courage to contend with these two demons.
As the battle progressed, Mu Yu gradually gained the upper hand. He took advantage of the loopholes in the coordination between demons and succeeded in severely injuring Beria. When Abaddon saw that something was not going well, he tried to escape, but Mu Yu had already predicted it, and a golden chain tightly bound him.
In the end, under Mu Yu's fierce attack, the two demon heads retreated and disappeared into the abyss of hell. And Mu Yu also fell to the ground exhausted, panting, with victory shining in his eyes.
Faced with these two demons, Mu Yu did not back down. He calmed down and mobilized all the strength in his body. A shining divine sword appeared in his hand, with mysterious power flowing on the sword.
Belial attacked first, the lava sickle roaring with the scorching wind. However, Mu Yu waved his sword to block it, and in an instant, the hot magma was dispersed by the power of the divine sword and turned into a mist.
At the same time, Abaddon's ice sword also stabbed Mu Yu. Mu Yu sidestepped and struck Abaddon with his backhand sword. Wherever the divine sword passed, the cold scales shattered, and Abaddon's figure was pushed away by a powerful force.
The two demons were shocked. They didn't expect that the human in front of them had such powerful power. They jointly launched an attack, but Mu Yu's body was strong and he was able to cleverly dodge their attacks every time. His divine sword shone with dazzling light, constantly slashing, defending, dodging, and counterattacking... In this fierce battle, his swordsmanship seemed to be alive, flexible and unrivaled.
As the battle progressed, Belial and Abaddon began to feel powerless. Their attacks became weaker and weaker, while Mu Yu's offensive became more and more fierce. Finally, Mu Yu swung his sword, and a bright light pierced directly into the hearts of the two demons. With a shrill scream, the bodies of Beria and Abaddon turned into a burst of black smoke in the light and dissipated into the air.
In a solemn atmosphere, the six great disciples surrounded Mu Yu, their faces full of determination and cruelty. However, the situation changed drastically in an instant. Mu Yu waved the sword in his hand, and the sword light flashed like meteors in the night sky, drawing dazzling trajectories. His figure flickered in and out of sight during the attacks of the six divine disciples, and every appearance was accompanied by a scream and the blooming of blood flowers.
In just a short moment, three divine disciples fell to the ground, curled up in pain, their vitality was rapidly draining away. The remaining disciples were horrified, and the confidence and arrogance in their eyes had been replaced by fear. They realized that this seemingly easy siege had now turned into their own nightmare.
The situation has been completely reversed, Mu Yu stands in the center, his eyes are cold and firm, like a ferocious beast coming out of the abyss. He suddenly launched an attack at Izanagi, his sword energy piercing the air like a huge lightning bolt. Izanagi retreated in horror, but it was too late, the sharp sword energy was already close at hand.
His sword danced faster and faster, as if blending into the night, turning into elusive phantoms. Every time the sword was unsheathed, it would be accompanied by a scream and a god disciple would fall down. Blood splattered everywhere, dyeing his clothes red, but he showed no fear, only a cold killing intent.
In a short period of time, three divine disciples had fallen under his sword. Their eyes were full of unwillingness and fear. They never imagined that they would be defeated at the hands of a seemingly ordinary young man.
At this time, only three divine disciples were still resisting. In their eyes, Mu Yu was no longer a person, but a death-like existence, which made them feel unprecedented fear.
At this moment, Mu Yu suddenly rushed forward, and the long sword in his hand flashed like a meteor in the night sky, directly attacking the vital points of the last three divine disciples. One of the disciples wanted to resist, but his movements were already half a beat slower. The long sword passed through his chest and brought up a bloody arrow.
The remaining two divine disciples had completely lost their fighting spirit. They turned around and tried to escape, but Mu Yu's speed was astonishingly fast. He appeared behind them like a shadow, and slashed out his sword again, killing them one by one.
The battle ended quickly, and all six divine disciples fell to the ground. Mu Yu was also panting from exhaustion. He leaned under a tree and looked at the starry sky, his heart full of doubts and confusion. He didn't know why these god disciples suddenly attacked him, but he knew that this battle changed his life.
At this moment, he could finally be sure of one thing: from now on, he would no longer be the unknown Mu Yu, but a swordsman who would make all the disciples fearful. He looked up into the distance. There was a mountain standing there. That was his goal. He wanted to become an existence that stood as strong as the mountain.
At this moment, Izanagi is watching all this from a distance. He saw how Mu Yu single-handedly killed the six great disciples. There was a flash of fear and uneasiness in his eyes. He knew that this seemingly ordinary young man had grown into a formidable opponent. Next, he will also face the challenge from Mu Yu.
Izanagi's body suddenly began to expand violently, as tall as a mountain, and endless dark energy surrounded his body, turning into monstrous torrents. His face was distorted, his eyes flashed with coldness and cruelty, exuding a chilling aura. Countless filth, like evil ghosts from the abyss, swept towards Mu Yu in the distance, carrying the power of destroying everything.
Faced with this huge wave, Mu Yu did not flinch. His eyes shone with determination, and he clasped his hands together, condensing a ball of blazing golden light. The light gradually spread and turned into a huge sun, illuminating the entire battlefield. The power of the sun surges, bringing endless power and light, and violently collides with the filthy torrent.
At the moment of the collision, light splashed out and a huge shock wave spread out, as if it was going to involve all the creatures in the world. Mu Yu's figure loomed in the light, like a god descending into the world. Izanagi's figure gradually blurred during the collision, but his sneer became clearer.
His skin became as hard as iron, and his muscles surged across his huge body like a surging torrent. Countless filth spurted out from his body, forming surging torrents that swept towards Mu Yu with the power of destroying everything.
Mu Yu, on the other hand, did not show any fear in the face of this violent attack. His eyes were burning with blazing golden light, and his whole body was surging with light as bright as the sun. He raised his hands slightly, and an invisible force spread out instantly, like the scorching sun, swallowing up the dirty energy that was sweeping in bit by bit.
The entire battlefield instantly became white-hot. Each of Izanagi's heavy blows carried the power of landslides and earth-shattering, while Mu Yu used the power of the sun to counter it. Two powerful forces collided fiercely in the air, making a deafening roar that changed the color of the world.
