It is also a human being, even if the pillar is in front of the winding string, it is as fragile as paper.

But there are exceptions!

In the past, there was fate, and now there is Makino.

"For more than 400 years, I have always wanted to ask Yuanyi a question. Unfortunately, he died. Now, you, who are of the same type as Yuanyi, have been born again!"

Black Death Mou asked in a loud voice, "Are monsters like you jealous?"

"Born to be the children of destiny, you who were born with everything, how can you understand their ordinary hearts!"

"Do you understand the despair that no matter how hard you try, you can't catch up?"

Muye smiled, "Jealousy, who hasn't? I've been jealous of others who are more articulate than me, no matter where I go, I'm the absolute focus. At that time, I thought more than once, if I had that guy If only I could be so popular with girls!"

"Jealous that others are more talkative and popular with girls than you...boring!"

Hei Dead Mou clenched the sword with eyes full of eyes and raised it high above his head.

"It's like this again, it's like this again, no one is doing a proper job!"

"You are a **** who only wants to be popular with girls and just want to play tricks, why did God give you such a strong kendo talent!"

"Breath of the Moon, Shape of the Land, Moon Rainbow, Lonely Moon!"

In the sky, a large number of curved moon-shaped slashes poured down towards Muye like a gust of wind and rain.

"Breath of the Sun·Shape of Seven·Yanghuatu!"

Makino was surrounded by flames, and he launched a thrust from bottom to top.

The stab was really too fierce. In an instant, it seemed like a hole had been stabbed in the sky, and a "black domain" appeared.

In an instant, the endless moon blades that fell from the sky were all swallowed up by the black domain.

Boom!

A large number of sword air columns that devoured the moon blade exploded, setting off a violent shock wave.

The strong wind was blowing, flying sand and rocks, making Mu Ye and Hei Shimu's clothes screeching.

However, Black Death Mou was very embarrassed.

And Makino... handsome and compelling!

Looking at Muye's light-lifting appearance, his black eyes were full of sourness.

Compared with a **** like Makino who is not doing his job properly, he is the one who is truly loyal to the sword and extremely sword-like!

Why didn't God give him such talent in kendo?

This in the end is why?

"Breath of the Moon·The Shape of the Four Seasons·Ferocious Change·Tenman's Fibre Moon!"

Black Death Mou was extremely hateful, and moved towards Muye, wielding the Ghost Blade at extreme speed.

At this moment, Black Death Mou reached an unprecedented level.

The sky is full of moon blades, the sky is full of sword energy, and even the night is brightened by his moon blade.

Even the brilliance of the bright moon above the head, which has been there for eternity and even shone on Yuanyi four hundred years ago, has been suppressed.

People who have never been jealous are numb, but they are also happy!

Because, a guy who doesn't get jealous has no higher pursuit in essence.

The most important thing is that there is no one who can't catch up no matter how hard, desperately, and at all costs!

Black Death Mou couldn't help but recall that night four hundred years ago.

It was a blood moon night, and Black Death Mou witnessed something unbelievable—that was the old-fashioned "younger brother"!

After more than 60 years of absence, "younger brother" Yuanyi is over 80 years old.

Black Death Mou was shocked on the spot, because the swordsmen with the tattoos, without exception, did not live to be twenty-five years old.

This is destiny and a curse, but Yuanyi broke this curse!

Fate made an exception again and again, and once again detached itself from everyone.

"How pitiful, my elder brother!"

To this day, Hei Dimou still can't forget the scene when the old-fashioned Yuan said these words to him in tears.

He, in his prime, is still young!

Jiguo Yuanyi is already dying, and half of his feet are buried in the coffin, so why pity him?

In the face of Yuanyi's mercy, the only time Hei Dead Mou didn't feel angry.

Obviously his good brother is so annoying in his heart!

Perhaps, he can finally win the fate once!

Yuan Yi's "elder brother" was so hoarse, his younger brother who couldn't show even the slightest emotional fluctuations, left tears in front of him.

It even caused a trace of sadness in Black Death!

For this reason, Black Death Mou was even confused.

Although Yuanyi is old and dead, he can't spare Yuanyi's life, even though the two are brothers of the same mother.

As long as Yuanyi is still hunting ghosts, it will be a matter of time before the two brothers meet each other!

But what Hei Dead Mou never thought of was that this inexplicable sadness also vanished in an instant.

At the moment when Enichi took hold of the sword!

As if carrying a huge boulder on his shoulders, the air was aggravated by the pressure, and his posture showed no flaws.

After one move, Hei Shimou's neck was cut in half.

An unprecedented sense of humiliation flooded his heart again. On that day, Hei Death Mou recalled the fear of being dominated by Yuanyi.

He was sure that with one more blow, Yuanyi could kill him!

It's a pity that Yuan Yi, who was over eighty years old, died suddenly after hitting the peak blow.

Under his anger, he cut the fate of death in half with a sword, but he could no longer wash away the humiliation, and he would never die again.

This humiliation has corrupted him for more than 400 years!

He swore that he would never lose again no matter what!

......

Whoa, whoa!

A large amount of blood spurted out~lightnovelpub.net~ Hei Dead Mou's hands and head were all chopped off.

An unprecedented scorching heat surged into my heart, and the scorching pain penetrated into the bones and internal organs.

Black Death Mou's mentality completely collapsed!

The blow just now was the pinnacle of his life. It was the pinnacle that he had never reached when he fought with Yuanyi more than 400 years ago.

But facing Makino, he was still beheaded and his arms cut off with one blow!

The old humiliation hadn't been washed away yet, and the new humiliation swallowed him up again, and Black Death Mou was completely mad.

He immediately regenerated his hands, his navel became his mouth, and his chest became his eyes.

What's more exaggerated is that he was covered with sharp blades all over his body, and the sharp blades were covered with eyes.

The posture is extremely ugly!

If it is said that more than 400 years ago, Black Death Mou sacrificed his human body for strength.

Now, in order to defeat Muye, Black Death has given up his human appearance.

"It was like this 400 years ago, and it's like this again 400 years later. Why are you and that bastard, Yuanyi, always above the world!"

"I hate you, hate your detached attitude, hate your pretentious appearance... I have sworn I will never lose again!"

"Breath of the Moon, Form of Picking Seven, Sky Splitter, Blood Moon!"

Pick up the type of Qi?

Makino was a little surprised, this move should be the last sword skill of Black Death Mou!

Black Death Mou's body began to crack, densely packed, all occupied by eyes.

If there are people with intensive phobia, I am afraid they will be driven crazy!

Is it a move that perishes together?

"The Breath of the Sun, The Thirteen Forms, The Reincarnation of Fate!"

The blood-red moon blade in the sky collided with Muye's blazing fire in an instant.