Mou Black Death was very strong. He was so strong that even Tong Mo, who could fight against five pillars at the same time, was not his opponent. Ever since he turned into a ghost four hundred years ago, he had never fallen below the First Quarter Elder.
The [Respiratory Art] he used was called [Breath of the Moon], which was a branch of the [Breath of the Sun]. Its power was second only to the [Breath of the Sun].
The sword skills that came with [Breath of the Moon] were all shockingly powerful. Not only could it generate a large number of wind blades, but each of them was also very fast and had a huge area of effect.
"Second form, [Pearl Flower Moon]!"
Mou Black Death spun around, and from the long sword covered with eyes, two huge arc-shaped sword energies were generated. There were also more than ten circular wind blades that looked like crescent moons.
Just the circular wind blades generated from the sword energies were sharp enough to cut through flesh, not to mention the huge sword energies that were more than three meters long. Just by releasing them, the end of the sword energies was able to cut through the stone floor, causing small stones to fly out, forming a sword mark that was several meters long.
His sword skills were extremely terrifying, so terrifying that even Ming Yu, who had comprehended [World Penetrating Sorrow], couldn't help but have goosebumps all over his body. His skin felt as if it was being cut by knives.
"Third form, [Rock Skin]!"
With himself as the center, Wailing Moan Islet continuously swung his meteor hammer, blocking all of the sword Qi and blade winds. He then stomped on the chains on the ground, holding the axe in his left hand and the meteor hammer in his right.
"Second form, [Sky Shatter]!"
He threw the meteor hammer in his right hand heavily, smashing it towards Mou Black Death's head.
"Fifth form, [Moon Calamity]!"
Mou Black Death spun around again, and at the same time, he waved the long sword in his hand, creating a total of five huge whirlpools of sword energies around him, protecting himself in the center of the sword energies.
There were also countless circular wind blades at the edge of the sword energies. If one were to barge in, they would most likely be crushed by the sword energies and wind blades in an instant.
Mou Black Death quickly retreated.
"Your strength is really not bad, but it's a pity that you've already formed your stripes. Swordsmen who have awakened their stripes are almost all unable to live past the age of 25."
Mou Black Death stopped swinging his sword and looked at Yu Xing Ming with his six spider-like eyes. "You should be over 25 years old this year, right? I'm afraid he won't survive the night. "
Lamenting Yu Xing Ming fell silent.
He was 27 years old this year, long past the threshold of 25 years old.
He already knew that he wouldn't live past 25 years old after activating the stripes, but after seeing the miserable state of Time Transfer Kuro and Undying River Shimiya, he didn't hesitate to activate the stripes that he had originally planned to use against Undying River Shimiya. Looking at the age limit, he would use up all of his life force tonight and then die.
"How is it? Do you want to submit to that lord? "
Black Deathmou stretched out his hand as if he was a god giving a gift. He said calmly, "As long as you become a ghost, you can easily break the limits of life, just like me. Even if you awaken the stripes, you can still survive. You can continue to study martial arts and reach a higher level."
He said this to Time Transfer Kuro, who then mercilessly mocked him. In the end, Time Transfer Kuro was hung on a pillar by him and still hadn't come down.
Then he said this to Undying River Shimiya, who rushed up to attack him without saying anything. He was defeated in ten moves and was still lying there, seemingly struggling to get up.
Now he spoke to Lamenting Yu Xing Ming.
He was like a salesman promoting his company's products. Basically, every time he saw a pillar, he would speak to persuade them. It wasn't because he wanted to split the Ghost Killing Team, but simply because he wanted to let these martial artists who had a chance to go further live.
Just like him.
"I'm not afraid of death, I'm only afraid that I can't kill all of you ghosts before I die."
Lamenting Yu Xing Ming said coldly, "Black Deathmou, why do you want to become a ghost? Are you afraid of death? "
The appearance of Ryuga, Mi Douzi, and other ghosts who didn't eat people didn't change the Ghost Killing Team's mindset. No, it was better to say that ghosts like them who didn't eat people were very rare. Other than them, the rest of the ghosts were still eating people and creating a large number of tragedies that shouldn't have happened.
The moment Lamenting Yu Xing Ming finished speaking.
He suddenly 'saw' Black Deathmou's muscles violently contracting.
"Since you're not afraid of death, then go die."
The six eyes on Black Deathmou's face all turned cold, as if his weakness had been poked. He tightly gripped the blade in his hand. Then, as if there was blood flowing out of his hand, the long blade in his hand suddenly changed.
It was as if the saber itself had a life of its own. The body of the saber suddenly elongated by half, almost reaching the height of a person. The color of the saber as a whole deepened and became scarlet. Then, a branch-like blade grew from the body of the saber, forming three separate blades.
Black Deathmou held the blade as if it was a branch of a divine tree that had turned into a sharp blade.
"Form Ten, Face Piercing Slash, Crescent Moon!"
The sword skill he used jumped from Form 2 and 3 to Form 10. With a wave of his hand, he released two giant crescent-shaped sword Qis that moved forward in an intersecting manner, speeding towards the direction of Wailing Moan Islet.
The sword qi was still in the shape of an arc, but this time, the arc of the sword qi was more than five meters long, and the number of circular wind blades on it had reached more than twenty.
His strength seemed to have doubled in an instant.
Lamenting Yu Xing Ming's expression suddenly changed, and his heart was filled with fear.
Up until now, this First Strike still hadn't shown his true strength?
"Form Five, Varun Penalty!"
Lamenting Yu Xing Ming tightly gritted his teeth, and then jumped into the air. While dodging Black Deathmou's sword qi, he held the chain in his hand tightly, and threw the broad axe and meteor hammer at Black Deathmou with both hands.
"Form Fourteen, Mutation, Sky Full Moon!"
But the moment he jumped, Black Deathmou waved his sword again, and countless giant crescent-shaped sword qi surged out, knocking away the meteor hammer and broad axe that had just been thrown.
"Puchi!"
At the same time, countless circular wind blades drifted out from the sword qi, and swept towards Lamenting Yu Xing Ming who was unable to escape in the air. Countless wind blades tore open wounds on his body, and even with his tightly clenched muscles, he couldn't completely defend himself, and his body was instantly covered in blood.
"Bam!"
Lamenting Yu Xing Ming fell from the air, and fell heavily to the ground. He almost couldn't hold the chain in his hand, and scarlet blood kept flowing out of his body.
San Zhu was also heavily injured.
After Black Deathmou became serious, even the strongest member of the Ghost Killers, Lamenting Yu Xing Ming, was defeated by him in a few moves.
"Amazing."
Ryuga finally walked out from the darkness, and her amber eyes looked straight at Black Deathmou, as if she had seen her prey.
"Coming to the First Strike was the right choice, Black Deathmou, I hope your sword skill can help me improve."
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