The boy in black stood on a high place, looking at the line of fire appearing in the woods below. Mu Ziyun sprinted over with a lightning-like trajectory, and with a swish sound, he jumped in front of the boy in black, and at the same time, his fire claws were stretched out.
The boy in black's face did not change, he held the handle of the knife with both hands and thrust it into the ground, creating a strong air wave and pushing Mu Ziyun away. Mu Ziyun landed on his back and ran around the boy in black for a few feet. As he ran, the fire bead stopped in front of his left eye. When the pupil was aligned with the fire bead, the node changed.
The kid in black's knife suddenly buzzed, but only he could hear it. Without reacting, he took two steps to the left. Sure enough, the place where the battle just happened was on fire inexplicably. This method made the kid in black Feeling troubled, he immediately started running.
The two of them ran forward, one to the left and the other to the right. Mu Ziyun turned his face to the opposite side, his left eye kept responding to the fire beads, and continued to explode sparks at the nodes. Unfortunately, the boy in black was faster and could always catch fire at the moment. get away.
After running for a hundred feet, Mu Ziyun pushed his right foot on the ground, letting his body float in the air, and turned around. While flying close to the ground, he gathered a large wave of momentum to his mouth, and suddenly spurted out flames. The boy in black left his left foot With a cushion, he floated up with the knife in both hands, spiraling forward for a while. The flames couldn't get close to his body, but he couldn't fly, so he fell back to the ground in ten breaths. At this moment, the flames rushed over and swept him down. He engulfed.
After Mu Ziyun slid on the ground for a short distance, he stopped, spitting out fire while forming two fire claws several feet high, one from both sides, and firmly grabbed the boy in black in the flames.
There was only a hissing sound, and a sharp arc-shaped air blade cut through the flames. The boy in black was actually unharmed. He held the black knife horizontally and glared at Mu Ziyun. He took a step, bowed down, and used his left hand. Holding the black knife against the left side of his waist, he placed his right hand on the handle, paused, and said: "Disperse!" Hula la la, the flames wrapped around him disappeared without a trace.
This time it was the boy in black's turn to counterattack. Starting from his feet, his movements had black phantoms. I don't know how to describe this speed. In short, when I stared at it with wide eyes, I thought he had changed directly from where he was. In front of Mu Ziyun.
He lowered his body and hit Mu Ziyun's belly with the handle of the knife. The moment Mu Ziyun's head sank, he raised his right hand up and hit him back. Mu Ziyun had no time to react, and he saw the kid holding down the handle of the knife with his right hand. , and when he pulled it out, the knife did not come out, but a white knife shadow was drawn out, and it struck Mu Ziyun's body with a swipe. Then his right hand pressed back on the handle of the knife, swish, swish, because the shot was too fast, and from a distance, , as if the boy in black was cutting Mu Ziyun quickly with a white blade.
Mu Ziyun endured the pain without making a sound. He only felt that the meridians in his body seemed to be broken, but he had no intention of retreating. Carrying the sharp sword of the boy in black, he worked hard to activate his body to the extreme. All the skin on his face fell off, revealing his skull, and the flames on his head spurted upwards seven to eight feet high.
The two fire skull claws grabbed forward against the white blade, and at the same time roared towards the face of the boy in black, like the scream of death. Click, the claws grabbed the arm of the boy in black, and the two were very close. Mu Ziyun stamped his feet, and black smoking molten lava began to billow on the ground. Then, pillars of fire continued to shoot upward from the lava. It became denser, gradually surrounding the two of them, and dispersed and sprayed into droplets at the highest point, like a rain of lava.
The scary thing is that the countless lava rain actually fell a few inches away from the boy in black and disappeared. The knife in his hand seemed to be absorbing the continuous fire energy from all around, and the scabbard was burning red.
The boy in black's arm was still being held, but he started to move with great strength. Mu Ziyun opened his mouth wide against his face and spit out flames, but the fire completely disappeared when it reached the tip of the boy's nose. At the same time, the breath of flames on the black knife The thicker it gets.
Mu Ziyun, who had activated the Lieyanhuo Burning Step and practiced the Mahayana, was no longer strong enough to fight this kid. Although he grabbed his arms, he still watched helplessly as he put his hands on the handle of the knife.
This time, the boy in black did not draw his sword, but held the handle of the sword and slashed towards Mu Ziyun. When the sword arc was made, a large ball of fire exploded, covering Mu Ziyun and moving backwards. Smash it, bang, half of the forest burned instantly, leaving a deep hole on the ground.
Sweat dripped from the forehead of the boy in black. He took a few deep breaths. He was really tired. He was about to turn around when he heard another roar. Fiery cracks appeared on the ground and exploded from the soles of his feet. A flaming claw clenched his fist. It hit the boy in black on the chin and sent him flying into the sky.
The furious Mu Ziyun then followed up. While flying, he injected fire energy from his left hand into his right hand, gathering it into a ball of wind and fire. When he was about to approach the boy in black, he threw it violently. What he didn't realize was that the fingers of the boy in black had been condensing smoke outwards, forming a straight line from bottom to top. As light flashed out of the smoke, the boy in black blinked and drew a talisman in the air, which happened to connect with the one below.
Before the wind and fire ball hit him, he pulled out the red sword shadow and shouted: "Big Ghost Rakshasa." Then, a red light sprinted horizontally to the sky, and a white light struck vertically to the ground. Although the wind and fire ball missed, it still exploded. The high-pressure wind and fire were enough to destroy anything. And the red knife shadow flying into the sky actually "cut the sky in half". Large white clouds were cut off from it and poured into the break. The land collapsed towards the center due to the fierce attack of the white light, but the surroundings continued to roll and lift. Gao, the whole forest changed its appearance, and many people watching were involved.
When the noise subsided, Huzi and Lingdang ran over in a hurry. They saw a huge deep pit with rubble and earth and debris piled around. The boy in black was bleeding from the mouth and looked a little embarrassed. He held a knife in his right hand and pointed at the ground. . Mu Ziyun was lying on the ground with many wounds, his upper body clothes were soaked in blood and looked disfigured. One eye was half open, blood was oozing out from the other eye, and his body was stunned and unable to move.
Seeing this, Huzi was dozens of feet away and hit the ground with his hammer, using Zhongyu to the maximum, and then rushed over with his bare hands. The boy in black glared with stern eyes, and Huzi immediately stopped beside him, and then He glanced at Mu Ziyun on the ground, gritted his teeth and roared ferociously: "What to do? You are tired of living!"
"Huzi!" Lingdang shouted with great effort. Because of the heavy domain, she could only move forward step by step, shouting: "Don't be impulsive."
Arriving in front of a few people, Lingdang lay down and held Mu Ziyun's head with one arm. The other hand used unknown means to slowly treat Mu Ziyun. Ling Dang raised his head and said to the boy in black: "We have no injustice. Wuqiu, if you want a painting, just take it, I'll give it to you."
Although Mu Ziyun's eyes were half-open, he couldn't hide his anger. His fists were clenched tightly and his teeth were chattering. Bell slapped Mu Ziyun's head and shouted: "That's enough for you! If you can't beat me, you can't beat me." No matter how strong you are, just pretend!" Then he sent some energy into Mu Ziyun's body, but Mu Ziyun was still unconvinced after hearing this.
Although Huzi was angry, he knew the current situation. Mu Ziyun could beat the guy who was tough enough. A man could bend and stretch, so he had to give in. His face relaxed a little, and Huzi said, "Let's draw it." Then he gave it to him. With a look from Mu Ziyun, Mu Ziyun immediately relaxed his strength, but still stared at the boy in black.
Lingdang said: "My paintings are matched. There is only one pair among the paintings I just snatched. What painting is yours?"
The boy in black didn't want to strike up a conversation, and he didn't mean to do anything to Mu Ziyun. He just wanted to beat him up (similar to Mu Ziyun). He took out the painting from his arms and unfolded it. What a coincidence, what a coincidence, a The little man stood on a stone, looking very tight.
Huzi was startled and said, "You and Mu Ziyun seem to be a couple, so we'll give it to you."
"No!" Mu Ziyun put his hands on the ground and was about to jump up. "Unless I die, he can't even try to snatch it away, boy! Let's do it again!" Mu Ziyun was very stubborn. It was useless even if Hu Zi said it. He couldn't stand this anger. , I was not convinced in my heart either.
Huzi had a flash of inspiration and said to the boy in black: "Friend, why don't we go together? Didn't I say that two people can go with a pair?"
"That's a priceless treasure to hand over," said Lingdang.
"I have a priceless treasure." Huzi and Muziyun brought out from the Seven Kingdoms not only the claw-shaped bell, but also two mirrors. Although they didn't know what they were, Huzi felt that they must be priceless treasures.
The boy in black was always alone and was not good at striking up conversations. He immediately wanted to refuse, but Lingdang jumped over to him, his eyes turned into crescent moons, and he said excitedly: "Great, it will be great if we go together. I see Zhu Xiaomu is friendly and looks familiar to you, why bother fighting, wouldn't it be better to be a companion."
The boy in black looked a little embarrassed. He was really not good at speaking. He held it in for a long time before he said, "No." Ling Dang didn't seem to hear him, and returned to Mu Ziyun, injecting energy into him, and said with a smile: "By the way, what's your name?"
After a period of silence, Hu Zi no longer had any hope. The boy in black made a decision in his heart no matter how many times he made it, and he didn't know what was going on in his head. He actually spoke: "Fang Tianmu, from the ends of the sky."
"Ha, it's Xiaomu again, please give me more advice in the future!" Lingdang smiled happily, she couldn't explain why, couldn't tell why, maybe - it was fate.
Author's note: Nan Jue's favorite character has finally joined the story line. Although it is not the main line, his line is still very important and exciting.
