Infinite Heroes Seat

"Brother, my knife is a blow!"

After slashing Mo Wen's shield, Er Meiwu Wang Yue laughed as he saw the victory close at hand.

Although the'sheath Fu' in his hand was said to be a failed work, it was only because he couldn't make a scabbard that matched it. In terms of sharpness and smoothness, this knife is already in all Zhanpoku. The apex of the knife won't be damaged no matter how you cut it, and even blood can't stain the blade. The moment Mowen's shield appears, it is destined to be cut by this knife.

On the opposite side of him, Qilin Temple with blood on the corner of his mouth also showed a smile of conspiracy. At first, he grabbed Mo Wen's knife not to prevent Mo Wen from pulling the knife back to defense, but to make him think that he was waiting for others. It means that one person attacked in front and the other attacked in the back. After restraining his knife, give him a hard blow.

They had obtained Mo Wen's information from the Soul World. They knew that Mo Wen had a Zanpaku Knife that could protect the body, so as long as Mo Wen thought that their attack was just like this, they used a shield to block Ermai's house. Knife, then their victory is at hand.

The fact is just as they expected, overconfidence, and eventually let this young man perish on his own!

Just looking at the blade approaching a little bit, Mo Wen shook his head.

"Your sword is swiped and killed, so are your people the same?"

I don't know when, Mo Wen's face has already appeared in the mask of virtual literature.

The shield that had been cut off by Ermeiwu Wangyue's ‘sheath volt’ instantly turned back into a stream of water, twisting and spinning. Then a big hand suddenly turned out of the flowing water, and once grasped the arms of the two houses holding knives, the force was strong enough to crush the rock.

Two Meiwu Wang Yue was taken aback. The blade that was close at hand could no longer fall.

Immediately after that, the other arm suddenly stretched out in the flowing water, and then the head, torso, and legs, almost in the blink of an eye, a bull's head stood in front of Ermaiya with that powerful aura. , The awe-inspiring killing pressure made people unable to breathe, and that strong arm grasped Wang Yue and never let go.

"Guardian!"

Feeling the powerful spiritual pressure of Niu Tou Xu on the opposite side, Er Meiwu's expression changed. Drink directly.

"Yes!" xn!

From behind him, several Zan Pok Sabres appeared at once, transforming into a beautiful girl in the air.

Some have a mouth. It expelled a group of extremely hot flames and went straight to Niutuxu's head, some of the hair braids stretched out like a long snake and wrapped around Niutuxu's neck. Some pulled out their teeth. It turned into a huge hammer and slammed it down.

boom!

Flames, long hair, and sledgehammers, Niutouxu was immediately submerged in the attack of the Ermaiya Guards, splashing a large amount of smoke.

But in the smoke, the arm holding Wang Yue was still so powerful.

The next moment, a strong wind pressure violently dissipated the smoke, and in front of Ermaiya, the bull's head was already lowered. Between its two horns, the extremely powerful spiritual pressure was compressed into a ball. It expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the destructive power was faintly visible.

"You should have obtained a lot of information about my Zanpaku from the Soul World, but have you ever thought about it, do you know all the truth?"

Mo Wen laughed amidst the powerful fluctuations in spiritual pressure. He looked at Qilin Temple Tianshilang, who was pale in front of him, and said playfully.

"You **** kid! Ermaiya run away!"

The hurried cry could not shake the cruel reality. In the desperate gaze of the Qilin Temple, Wang Xu’s flash directly blasted the upper body of the two houses, Wang Yue, and shot directly into the distant sky, pushing the entire seat away from the temple. Shattered.

"You guy!"

In the gusty wind, Qilin Temple looked at the half body of the two houses lying on the ground, his eyes reddened, and one hand released Mo Wen, directly pressing on his oar.

"I must kill you guy!"

The strong force came from the oars, directly pressing the blade and cutting off at Mo Wen's head, it was hard to imagine that this was actually sent by this seemingly ordinary man in front of him.

It's just that Mo Wen smiled, and the hand holding the black blade slammed hard.

The next moment Kylin Temple Tenshiro felt an overwhelming force coming from the oars, the black blade that could have been clamped turned back in an instant, hand to hand, but Mo Wen directly touched the Kylin Temple’s Jin Pijia He flew out, and then the short knife inserted in his abdomen was easily picked up by Mo Wen, and by the way, a wide wound was opened in the abdomen of Qilin Temple, almost splitting him in two.

Relentlessly, Mo Wen waved his free double-edged blade towards Qilin Temple.

At this moment, Qilin Temple couldn't understand that he had fallen into the trap of unseen from the very beginning. With this kind of strange power, he couldn't even delay the slightest amount of time, let alone clamp the opponent's knife.

"Boy, who do you think I am? I'm Xunlei Tianshilang!"

His eyes were reddening slightly, facing the threat of death, Qilin Temple stepped hard and immediately stepped out, which was worthy of taking off before the two black lightnings came.

"I know, but you will die even if you are Thunder!"

It's just that his footsteps have just stopped, Mo Wen has appeared behind him silently, the hideous bone mask gleaming faintly in the sun.

"kill!"

The black blade is like a black storm, almost in an instant, dozens of streams of light have flashed by.

"you!"

After the stream of light, Kylin Temple Tenshiro's eyes widened, tremblingly trying to say something, but the next moment a wound opened on his body, and the whole person was like a piece of paper cut across by scissors. , Torn apart.

Mo Wen didn't even look at the corpses of Qilin Temple and Ermaiwu. He jumped off the top of Beiming Kunpeng's head and came to the front of Monk Blackbeard.

"Ichibei of the main headquarters, now it's your turn!"

Mo Wen put his arms in front of him, looked at the last member of the zero division and said lightly.

The main army looked at the tragic death of Qilin Temple and Ermaiya. After looking at the captured Hikizhou and Xiudoruo, he sighed slightly, released Beiming Kunpeng with his palms, and then slowly took off his huge brush from behind. Stood in front of him.

"Don't call my name, kid!"

Huge palms came over the sky, like a running train with the whistling wind.

The wind blew the curtain in front of his forehead. Facing this extremely powerful blow, Mo Wen just stretched out a palm indifferently.

boom!

Two palms, one big and one small, and the other two palms collided together, and the hurricane that rolled up directly scattered the surrounding clouds.

The main soldier's eyes narrowed, in front of him. With just one palm that looked very thin, Mo Wen stopped his palm of a thousand miles without retreating.

The power attribute has reached Grade A with the blessing of treasures and inherent abilities, and the powerful Tongtian Palm in the world of Reaper is no longer a big deal in Mo Wen's eyes.

Twisted his neck left and right. There was a rattling noise, Mo Wen continued to press one hand against the huge palm, but the other hand was raised with a fist.

"what!"

With a loud shout, Mo Wen's fist fell like a heavy cannon.

Click, click. The sound of bone cracking continued to sound. The palm of the soldier's main department suddenly retracted, and the thick arm was unexpectedly bent.

"Oh, oh, what a terrible weird power!"

He took the broken arm over in a calm manner, and the main soldier joked with ease while shaking his arm, but there was a dignified look of dread in his eyes.

"There's no way. Although it's just a kid, I have to kill you!"

Waving a huge brush. The main army directly killed it.

With fists and feet, swords and pens simultaneously, in the blink of an eye, and Mo Wen had already become a battle.

Brushing dragons and snakes, splashing ink to paint, that huge brush in the hands of the main warrior department made it superb, almost no less than the weapon of any death kendo master.

It’s a pity that only in terms of martial arts, Mo Wen has fought in different worlds. In the world of martial arts, Mo Wen, who is known as a master, is not much higher than him. I only saw two of them wrong, and Mo Wen's black blade passed like a lightning bolt. , A long and narrow wound was drawn directly on the shoulder of the main soldier's headquarters.

The blood flowed down the thick arm, and the great monk dodges Mo Wen's other black long knife at a speed that is extremely disproportionate to his figure, and retreats back guarding the injured arm, rolling and jumping, looking like It's somewhat embarrassing to go up.

"That's it?" Mo Wen didn't pursue him, but just stood there and asked indifferently. He couldn't tell whether it was lost or rejoicing in his eyes.

The main unit of the opposing soldier smiled bitterly while clutching his arms. Before being liberated, his brush had the ability to "kill the name but not the flesh." This kendo master didn't even touch a corner of Mo Wen's clothes. Instead, he was chopped. After boasting about going to Haikou, it was a bit ironic.

Need to show some real skills!

After taking a deep breath, the main soldier thought silently in his heart.

"Dye it black! A word!"

With a low drink from him, the tip of the brush will turn into a blade, like a huge ball of meat, the main soldiers bounced over.

"Sixty-two of Binding Dao, One Hundred Steps!"

A white beam of light swept towards Mo Wen.

"Lipo Dao, the Three Ways of "Iron Wind Kill""

A dragon head appeared in the palm, and a hurricane spit out from the dragon head.

The beams of light filled the sky, the hurricane roared, and after using its true ability, the main army was instantly two powerful ghost roads. I am afraid that ordinary captains can only hold hatred under these two tricks.

But in the face of such a mighty power, Mo Wen could still face contempt.

Bone armor and blood blades popped out layer by layer, forming thousands of scaly shields in an instant. With the support of Mo Wen's powerful spiritual pressure, it was obviously difficult to break through its defenses with a simple attack from the soul.

boom!

Sure enough, both the beam of light and the hurricane have lost their strength after breaking through the layers of protection, and they stopped before the last dozen armors.

But the soldiers who came afterwards didn't seem to have seen it, and still waved a word and chopped it down.

when!

Although the momentum is not small, the power of this blow is unexpectedly small. The sword of a word did not even cut the armor, so it was stopped, except that it left a bit on the bone armor and blood blade. Except for the ink, there is almost no effect.

"That's it?"

After the armor, Mo Wen's face showed an unkind smile for some reason.

"Only in this way?"

Withdrawing the knife and retreating, the main soldiers jumped a few steps, but said with a smile, "Next, you will know what I did!"

"Sixty-two of Binding Dao, One Hundred Steps!"

"Lipo Dao, the Three Ways of "Iron Wind Kill""

With the same two blows, Ghost Dao blasted out, and Mo Wen also unfolded the Bone Armor and Blood Blade again.

Everything was the same as the previous time. After smashing dozens of armors, the two-strike ghost road was stopped again, without any change.

"This, how is this possible!"

Obviously it was something that I had experienced once, but the main army of the soldiers suddenly opened its eyes as if seeing something unbelievable.

"It's impossible. Your Zanpakudao's name has been clearly defeated by "Yizhi". It should have lost its power!"

"Should?" Hearing these two words, Mo Wen suddenly lowered his head, and his shoulders trembled.

"Hahaha!"

Tears almost burst out from the corner of his eyes, Mo Wen wiped the corners of his eyes and asked toward the main headquarters.

"The main army, you said you deprived me of the name of the Zanpei Dao, then I will ask you, what was the original name of my Zanpei Dao?"

The main unit was taken aback for a moment, and then casually said: "Of course it is."

The sound stopped abruptly, and there was a lot of space in his head, and the soldier master suddenly realized that he couldn't call the name of Mo Wen Zhan Po Dao.

Sweat dripped from the forehead of the main soldier's head, and there was a storm in my heart.

As the key person who first named everything in the corpse soul world, he knows the real name of each death god’s Zanpai, even those that have not yet been born. Although Mowen’s Zanpai is unique, what is it? It was formed under the influence of the power of this world, and theoretically its name should also be known by the main army.

Even if we take a step back, the main soldiers can't know the name of Mo Wen's Zan Po Dao by ability, but in the several battles in the Soul World, Mo Wen did not conceal the name of his Zan Po Dao. The materials recorded these things, and the soldiers had seen it with his own eyes, but when things happened, he couldn't call Mo Wen Zan Po Dao's name.

No, it’s not that it’s impossible to know, but it’s impossible to know, and it’s not even certain whether it exists or not~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Although Mowen’s Zanpaku Knife appears in front of me, I can’t be sure whether Mowen is right or not. With the Zhan Poknife, this kind of weird feeling made the main soldiers uncomfortable and almost vomited blood.

Opposite him, looking at the head of the soldier with great distress, like a knuckle in his throat, Mo Wen's mouth showed a'compassionate' smile, and softly comforted the head of the soldier.

"It's okay, I can't name my Zanpei Dao, it's not your fault! Even your Spirit King who claims to know the future, even if I tell him in person, he can't give me Zanpei Dao's name. He can't even call my name!"

"‘’, this is the name of my ability, thank the great ancestor of Habakh, he gave me this ability!"

"Although he can't escape the magic power himself, it makes me feel a little regretful."

ps: Make up the change, it should be finished, one change a day.

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