The audience was bearable, but Mu Guirong felt seriously insulted.
Xuanwu Shou just faced him.
Like a male dog in heat, exposing all that stuff unscrupulously.
"Isn't it great?"
Mu Nan's proud words completely angered him.
"Then I'll castrate your stalwart first! Fall!"
Following Mu Guirong's words, a huge circle of light appeared in the sky, mixed with complex runes.
Extremely dazzling.
From within the aperture, daggers as big as drops of blood fell like raindrops.
At the beginning, the speed was not fast, visible to the naked eye, it could even be said to be a bit slow!
"Abandoning speed and pursuing quantity?"
Mu Nan looked at the falling sword rain, which was getting faster and faster, and instinctively wanted to avoid it.
But his body seemed to be frozen, unable to move at all.
"How is this going?"
Unwilling to be stabbed like a hedgehog, he used his spiritual power again and struggled to move forward.
It felt like my legs were tied to two mountains, extremely heavy.
"Eternal Fall!"
Mu Nan suddenly realized: "What a scheming person!"
"Uncle discovered it!"
Mu Guirong chuckled and continued: "Eternal Fall follows you like a shadow, all in the darkness. As long as Master Uncle still has a shadow, he cannot escape the shackles of Eternal Fall."
"Thank you so much, nephew, for telling me!"
Mu Nan stretched out his thumb towards Mu Guirong: "Spells like this that use darkness as their power are really hard to guard against."
"Master nephew, thank you, master uncle, for your compliments. However, it's just a restraint, nothing strange!"
"Can I believe everything you say?"
"You may not believe it, but it seems that Uncle Master has no more opportunities to explore."
Following Mu Guirong's words, Mu Nan looked up at the blood-stained sword rain that was about to come, and poured his spiritual power into the Xuanwu Shield.
"Uncle, don't waste your time. Who can live without a shadow?" Mu Guirong was sure of victory and said with a ferocious smile: "Just stand there peacefully and enjoy the storm!"
It's too late, but it's soon.
The sword rain has arrived.
The sound of "cracking" is endless.
And every sword struck Xuanwu's head.
When the sword edge passed by, sparks flew everywhere.
Mu Nan got over the initial panic and patted his chest to feel relieved.
The Xuanwu Shield can withstand some blood sword rain!
"Master Nephew Mu, your blood-spotting sword doesn't seem to be very good. I'm afraid you have some misunderstanding about the hardness!"
After that, he straightened his waist forward.
"What's that move?"
"The faceless man is indeed wretched!"
The protests in the audience grew louder and louder.
Even the "cheerleaders" are not easy to retort.
It’s indeed a sight to behold!
Mu Guirong felt a chill, and felt his stomach churn, and said angrily: "Eternal Fall: Reincarnation Killing!"
As soon as he finished speaking, black air began to billow out from Mu Nan's feet, and soon it engulfed him.
And a shadow that was covered in armor but looked like a wandering soul also struggled to break out of the ground along with the black energy.
The speed of the phantom was not very fast, but every time its body came out, Mu Nan's heart palpitations increased.
Mu Guirong had murderous intentions?
The key is that he can't move at this moment and can only watch the shadow emerging from the ground bit by bit.
He didn't want to sit still and wait for death. He was counting on the Xuanwu Shield to resist the reincarnation killing, but he was afraid that it would be powerless.
And the palpitations prove this.
"No shadow? Shadowless lamp?"
Mu Nan had an idea and made a seal with his hands: "The heat is chaotic, the roll is turned into a coil! The blue fire is like falling!"
A disk appears on his back, and with each circle shining, the shadow becomes a little lighter.
Elder Gu: "I know this. Canghuo Ruluo, Canghuo Ruluo, the third form of Canghuo Pendant, is as powerful as... Come on, why is it so powerful!"
Due to the Tao seed amplification effect of Taixuan Dao, the disk rising behind Mu Nan was six feet in size.
The audience didn't know what surprised Coubertin. Most of them had never seen the Canghai Ruluo, so they naturally didn't know that it was only three feet in size when it was activated.
The six-foot-long ocean is like falling, nothing you have heard of or seen.
But when started, the speed is much slower.
The moment all the apertures lit up, Mu Nan's shadows all disappeared.
At the same time, Xuying's entire body struggled to get up from the soil.
Standing tall and tall, he was fully armed and wearing armor.
The "Eternal Fall" in his hand turned into a virtual light that was as long as his body, shining with silver light.
He was slowly and clumsily lifted up and slashed towards Mu Nan's waist.
"call!"
Missed a hit.
Mu Nan's body was freed from the shackles of the Everfall Shadow, and was carried into the mid-air by Cang Huo Ruluo. The entire body rotated in a circle, facing Mu Guirong.
"How can it be?"
Mu Guirong screamed.
Eternal Fall: Reincarnation Killing is his ultimate reliance.
Under normal circumstances, the person who was immobilized could only watch helplessly as the "general" cut him off at the waist.
But he was freed from the shackles of eternal damnation!
"What's impossible?"
Mu Nan twisted his neck: "I have no shadow, so I am not bound by eternal fall! It's that simple."
Mu Guirong calmed down and took a closer look, only to realize that what he said was true.
Canghuo Ruluo was like several miniature versions of the sun, covering his whole body in light without any shadow being exposed.
There is no shadow, which means that the restraint of the Eternal Fallen Dagger cannot be activated.
"Next, it's my turn, right? Imperial order!"
After Mu Nan finished speaking, he pointed at Mu Guirong.
The circle behind him rotated extremely fast, spraying fire dragons at him.
The fire dragon is twice as fast as the first time it was used.
The number is even more countless.
In just an instant, the entire venue was like a sea of fire, with smoke rising everywhere.
As Mu Guirong dodges, there is barely an inch of land available for shelter.
Whether it was the sword rain formed by a drop of blood or the phantom formed by the eternal fall, they were all blown to pieces in an instant.
But this time, Mu Nan learned from the experience of using Canghuo Ruluo last time and did not use all his spiritual power at once.
Instead, I chose the slow and steady flow.
The waiter once said: "Nothing but familiarity."
Mu Nan felt that he was right!
If his spiritual power is exhausted like last time, Cao Buhui will not appear in the martial arts arena to give him a princess hug.
"Senior Brother Mu...lost?"
"What trick did the faceless man use?"
"Did you take drugs in advance? Even Gu Dan...even Elder Gu thought his magic was abnormal!"
"I gambled my entire fortune."
"Who isn't?"
There were murmurs in the audience.
Questions and sighs came one after another.
There were only four "cheerleaders" holding gongs and drums, not knowing whether to beat them or not.
He was so shocked that he froze on the spot.
for a long time.
"Senior Brother Mu did not lose!"
"Appeared, appeared!"
"Yes, a tall figure!"
"unbreakable faith!"
As the dust fell to the ground, Mu Guirong's clothes were torn, and he half-knelt on the ground, coughing, with a sword inserted in each shoulder.
One is called Eternal Fall, and the other is called Blood.
Behind him, a blue-grey figure with three sides and six arms almost enveloped him.
"Haha, uncle, I let you down!"
Elder Gu was a little shocked. Although there was no good or evil in the technique, it was all in the heart of the Tao, but the things Mu Guirong summoned were not good at first glance.
Eerie.
He is a cultivator of the void, and a figure like this cannot even hold up the pressure under his hands.
But he was frightened for no reason.
It took a long time before he sighed: "...it's not easy!"
"Huh!"
Mu Nan looked at Mu Guirong, the circle behind him spinning rapidly.
"Uncle Master, save some energy and use it to kowtow."
Mu Guirong straightened up: "Behind me is the projection of Asura, your magic can't hurt me."
Mu Nan looked at the two daggers on his shoulders, feeling helpless.
"Why do you evil cultivators like to penetrate your body? Is this a blood sacrifice again?"
"Uncle Master is short-sighted!"
Mu Guirong explained: "This is also the first time I know that Eternal Fall and blood can lead to Shura. I would like to thank the priest uncle for allowing me to understand this unprecedented technique."
"What did you say?"
Mu Nan landed from mid-air to the ground, dug his ears and asked in surprise.
In front of the Asura projection, he was like an insignificant ant.
"I say, uncle, please kowtow and admit defeat! Because I don't know how powerful the next blow will be."
Mu Guirong stretched his body, and the Asura projection behind him did the same.
"You mean Asura projection? That thing behind your back comes from Asura purgatory?"
Mu Nan smiled and waved the measuring ruler back into his hand.
"Uncle Master, you heard it right, it's Asura. I appreciate your fighting spirit, but I don't like your expression, and neither does Asura."
Mu Nan joked, "Then what should I do?"
"Uncle, please admit defeat! Otherwise, after three breaths, I will take action! I can't guarantee whether I can save my uncle's life."
