From one person to nine to five

Chapter 804 Ghost Tiger (3)

Ichigo was the first to attack. He disappeared from the spot like a ghost and rushed towards Xu Fu at a very fast speed. The moon cut through the air, bringing a black arc of light, and slashed directly on Xu Fu's head. His slashing speed was extremely fast and powerful, enough to easily cut through steel.

Xu Fu was well prepared. He slightly turned his body to avoid the frontal attack of Yihu, and at the same time swung his long sword to block the way of Zhan Yue. With a loud "clang", the bronze sword collided with Zhan Yue, and dazzling sparks burst out. The huge impact force made the two men retreat a few steps.

After landing, Yihu launched another fierce attack without any pause. He injected spiritual power into the Zangetsu, and the blade emitted an even stronger black light.

He kept swinging the Zan Yue, slashing, stabbing, or picking, each strike contained powerful spiritual power and destructive power. His offensive was as fierce as a storm, not giving Xu Fu any breathing space.
Xu Fu, on the other hand, appeared calm and composed. With his rich combat experience and exquisite swordsmanship, he deftly resolved Ichiho's attack. His swordsmanship seemed simple, but contained infinite variations.

He used stillness to counter movement, and was always able to block Ichigo's attack at the critical moment and wait for an opportunity to counterattack. He waved his sword, and the sword light moved like a silver snake, accurately hitting Zangetsu's weak spot, trying to reduce Ichigo's strength.

The two men fought fiercely on the beach, with swords flashing and knife shadows interlaced, air waves rolling, and sand and stones flying. Every collision made a deafening sound, as if it was going to tear the world apart.

Yihu's attack speed became faster and faster, and his strength became stronger and stronger. He kept increasing his spiritual pressure, trying to suppress Xu Fu with his powerful spiritual power.

He roared, and all his spiritual power burst out, and he blasted towards Xu Fu with a "Crescent Sky Strike". The black spiritual power wave cut through the night sky like a crescent moon, carrying the power to destroy everything.

Xu Fu's face became solemn when he saw this. He took a deep breath and injected the Qi in his body into the long sword. The long sword made a humming sound, and ancient runes appeared faintly on the sword. He swung the sword suddenly, and a green sword energy rushed towards the crescent sky.

The two powerful forces collided in the air, causing a burst of dazzling light. After the light, a huge hole was left on the ground, and the surrounding reefs were also shattered.

The two of them stepped back and stared at each other. Ichigo's death suit was a little damaged and his face was a little pale.

Some cracks also appeared on Xu Fu's linen robe, but he still looked calm, as if the fierce battle just now had no effect on him.

Yihu realized that the ancient man in front of him was no ordinary person. His strength was unfathomable, and even if he used all his strength, it would be difficult to defeat him easily.

"It seems that I underestimated you." Yihu said with a hint of respect in his tone.

Xu Fu smiled slightly: "Your power is also very strong, but it is not enough."

Yihu did not respond. He rushed towards Xufu again, and the Zangyue in his hand cut through the air again. This time, his attack was more fierce and more crazy. He seemed to have given up on defense and wanted to use all his strength to knock Xufu
Xu Fu remained calm and composed. Relying on his exquisite swordsmanship and rich combat experience, he was able to resolve Yihu's attacks time and time again.

His swordsmanship became faster and more sophisticated, as if it had become one with the sword in his hand.

The battle entered a white-hot stage. The two kept shuttling back and forth on the beach, with swords flashing and shadows interlaced, air waves rolling, and sand and stones flying. Every collision made a deafening sound, as if it was going to tear the world apart.

Suddenly, Xu Fu seized an opportunity. He dodged Yihu's attack with a sway of his body. At the same time, he thrust his sword out suddenly, pointing directly at Yihu's chest.

Yihu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he wanted to dodge, but it was too late. The long sword pierced his chest, and blood instantly dyed his Death Tyrant Suit red.

Yihu groaned, and the Zang Yue in his hand fell down weakly. He looked at the long sword in front of his chest in disbelief, feeling the loss of vitality. Xu Fu was about to turn around and leave, when a sudden change occurred!

Ichimochi, who was originally lying on the beach, suddenly burst out with astonishing spiritual pressure, like a volcanic eruption, shaking up the surrounding sand and rocks.

Yihu struggled to stand up. The wound on his chest was healing at an alarming speed, and the bleeding gradually stopped. His eyes became crazier, and his blue eyes were now flashing with a strange red light. Black lines appeared on his face, like a ghost.

His spiritual pressure surged like a tide, several times stronger than before, and the air seemed to be distorted by the pressure.

"It's not over yet!" Ichihu's voice was hoarse and low, like a demon from hell, chilling. "I will tear you into pieces!"

He suddenly raised the Zang Yue, and the black spiritual energy on the blade surged wildly, condensing into a huge black vortex. In the vortex, countless distorted faces could be vaguely seen, emitting shrill wails, which was creepy.

"Ghost howl!" Ichigo roared, and Zan Yue slashed fiercely.
A visible black shock wave, carrying countless ghosts, rushed towards Xu Fu like a torrent. These ghosts were waving their claws and teeth, with hideous faces and screaming heart-pounding sounds, as if they were going to devour Xu Fu.

This move called "Ghost Howl" was not a move that Yihu originally mastered, but a new power that was generated when the power of the void in his body was completely stimulated and merged with the power of the god of death at the critical moment of life and death.

This force is full of darkness, evil and destruction, enough to destroy everything that stands in its way.

Xu Fu felt unprecedented pressure. This power was far beyond his imagination, forcing him to re-examine the young man in front of him. He realized that his previous judgment was somewhat wrong, and the power of Yihu was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

Facing this world-destroying attack, Xu Fu did not flinch at all. A trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he took a deep breath, pushing the Qi in his body to the extreme.

He knew that if he retreated even a step, he would be swallowed up by this dark force and die completely.
"You dare to show off your petty tricks in front of me!" Xu Fu's voice was full of confidence and majesty, as if he was a god who controlled everything. "Let me show you what real power is!"

He planted his feet firmly on the ground, his body standing still like a rock. He placed the sword across his chest, closed his eyes, and began to mobilize the Qi in his body.

His Qi rushed like a river, circulating in his body, making a rumbling sound. A faint golden light began to emanate from around his body, like the rising sun, dispelling the surrounding darkness.

When he opened his eyes again, they had turned golden and were filled with divine light. His aura had also changed dramatically, becoming more powerful and mysterious, as if an immortal had descended to earth.
Xu Fu slowly raised his sword, and the golden light on the sword shone brightly, illuminating the entire beach. Ancient runes moved on the sword, as if they had come alive, emitting powerful energy fluctuations.

"Taiyi Sword Technique, slay demons and exorcise monsters!" Xu Fu shouted angrily, swinging his sword violently.
A golden sword energy rose into the sky like an angry dragon, carrying a righteous spirit, and rushed towards the black torrent of ghost shadows.

This sword energy embodies Xu Fu's lifelong cultivation and contains the will to slay demons and eliminate evil, which is enough to purify all evil forces.

The two forces collided again in the air, causing a loud noise that shook the world. The golden sword energy and the black ghost shadow intertwined and devoured each other, forming a huge energy vortex that swept everything around it.

The sand and rocks on the beach were swept up into the sky and fell down like a storm. The waves were also affected by this force, raising huge waves and hitting the coastline. The whole world seemed to be shaking and collapsing.

Xu Fu and Yi Hu were both under tremendous pressure. Their bodies were shaking violently, and beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads.

They all knew that the battle had reached its final moment, and the outcome depended on this.
Ichigo frantically urged the power of the Hollow in his body, trying to suppress Xu Fu's sword energy. Around his body, the black spiritual pressure burned like a flame, enveloping his body.

His eyes became crazier and more evil, as if he had completely lost his mind.

Xu Fu was calm and composed. He continued to inject his true energy into the sword to maintain the power of the sword. The golden light around his body became stronger and stronger, making him look like a god. His eyes were firm and calm, as if he had seen through life and death and everything in the world.

In the stalemate between the two forces, the golden sword energy gradually gained the upper hand. Its power became stronger and stronger, gradually suppressing the black ghost. The black ghost began to dissipate, emitting a shrill wail, and finally disappeared.

The golden sword energy was unstoppable, moving forward all the way, and finally hit the black spiritual energy vortex. The vortex collapsed instantly, turning into countless fragments, flying everywhere.

Yihu let out a scream, and was hit by the sword energy. His body flew backwards and fell heavily on the beach. He vomited blood, and was dying. He was no longer able to fight.

Xu Fu slowly retracted his sword, and the golden light on the sword gradually dissipated. He looked at Gui Hu Yi Hu lying on the ground, his eyes filled with complicated emotions.

"Your power is indeed strong, but you are not mature enough to control it." Xu Fu said, his voice calm and majestic. "If you can control your power, maybe you can become a real strong man in the future."

Yihu struggled to stand up, but he had no strength left. He looked up at Xu Fu, his eyes full of resentment and anger.

Just as Xu Fu's figure was about to be swallowed by the night, Guihu Ichihu, who should have completely lost his fighting power, stood up again trembling. He was covered in blood and looked miserable, but he used all his strength to barely put on the posture of Iai.

His breathing was heavy and rapid, and every breath seemed to tear his lungs apart. His legs were shaking, but he held on tightly to prevent himself from falling.

Although his eyes were weak, they were burning with a fire that would never yield. It was the pride of a death god agent and the persistence of a ghost practitioner.
"It's not over yet... cough cough... it's not over yet!" Ichihu's voice was hoarse and broken, with a hint of madness. He supported Zangetsu with his hands, barely maintaining a standing posture.

Xu Fu paused for a moment, he slowly turned around, looked at the house that still stood, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He didn't expect that this young man's willpower was so strong that even though he was seriously injured and on the verge of death, he still refused to give up.

"You've already lost." Xu Fu's voice was calm and indifferent, as if he was stating a fact.

Yihu did not answer. He just silently adjusted his breathing and gathered the remaining spiritual power in his body bit by bit.

A faint black spiritual pressure began to emanate from around his body again. Although it was weak, it was firm and persistent.

Xu Fu shook his head and sighed: "Why bother? You know you have no chance of winning, so why bother struggling in vain?

Yihu still didn't speak, he slowly closed his eyes. His body became unusually calm, like a pool of stagnant water, without any ripples.

But the spiritual pressure around him was slowly and steadily increasing, as if a volcano was accumulating energy, waiting for the moment of eruption.
Xu Fu's eyes became serious. He felt a dangerous breath, a powerful force beyond the boundary of life and death was brewing.

He knew that Yihu was burning up his last bit of vitality, trying to deliver one last blow in the hope of posing a slight threat to him before he died.

Time seemed to stand still, and the air was filled with tension and oppression.

The sea breeze stopped whistling and the waves slowed down. The whole world seemed to be holding its breath, waiting for that moment to come.

Suddenly, Yihu opened his eyes abruptly. His eyes were like two burning stars, full of determination and madness.

His body was bent like a fully-stringed bow, and he held the Zangetsu tightly in his hand. The black spiritual pressure on the blade condensed into substance, burning like a black flame.

"The last...Crescent Moon Sky Strike!" Ichigo roared, and used all his strength to pull out the Zang Yue. A black blade light instantly tore through the night sky and rushed towards Xu Fu.

This knife condensed all of a person's strength, will, and hope. He integrated his life into this knife, giving his all, just to leave a deep mark on his opponent before he died.

This sword was no longer a simple spiritual power strike, but a roar of the soul, a cry of life, and a display of an unyielding will.

The knife light was like black lightning, cutting through the sky, carrying the power to destroy everything, and instantly came in front of Xu Fu.

It is extremely fast and powerful, enough to split mountains and cut the sea.

Facing this shocking blow, Xu Fu's eyes showed no fear at all. He took a deep breath and pushed the Qi in his body to the extreme again.

Around his body, golden light bloomed again, as dazzling as the sun, dispelling the surrounding darkness.

He held the sword across his chest, closed his eyes, and immersed his consciousness into the sword, becoming one with it. He felt the sword's sharpness, its toughness, and its will.

He poured his true energy into the sword without reservation, allowing the sword to burst out with the most powerful force.
"Taiyi Sword Technique, transform energy into sword!" Xu Fu shouted angrily and swung the sword in his hand fiercely.

An invisible sword energy instantly condensed into shape, like transparent glass, crystal clear, but containing unparalleled power.

This sword energy has no color, no breath, but it can cut off all tangible things and dissolve all intangible things.
This sword energy is not a physical entity, but the result of Xu Fu's highly concentrated true energy and will. It is an existence that transcends the material level, a spiritual force, and a manifestation of Tao.

The invisible sword energy and the black knife light collided instantly, without making any sound or producing any sparks. Time seemed to freeze again, and space seemed to stop flowing.

After a brief pause, cracks began to appear in the blade light, as if it was cut by an invisible sharp blade, gradually disintegrating into countless fragments and disappearing into the air.

The invisible sword energy was unstoppable, piercing through the knife light and continuing to fly towards Yihu. It was extremely fast and powerful, and instantly hit Yihu who was standing still.

Ichigo's body shook slightly, and then he froze in place like a statue. He maintained his Iai posture, and still clenched the Zangetsu in his hand. There was no expression on his face, no pain, as if he had completely lost consciousness.

Xu Fu slowly retracted his sword, looked at the motionless Yihu, and sighed: "What a pity, if you can control your power, you will definitely become a powerful person in the future."

Time passed slowly, the sea breeze howled again, and the waves hit the coastline again. Everything returned to calm, as if the fierce battle just now was just an illusion.

(End of this chapter)