Spell Retaliation: Unlock Eight Stunts at the Beginning

Like a mentally ill patient.

Seeing Yada's reaction to this long knife was so extreme.

Long Yi grabbed the handle of the knife.

He yanked the long knife out of the scabbard.

bass! ! !

Buzz! ! !

When the sound of the sword sounded.

The entire Cursed Island seemed to be shaking for it.

In the sky, the clouds shattered, the sun emerged, and under the fierce sun, the black knife seemed to emit endless rays of light.

When the long sword was unsheathed, the scabbard was broken inch by inch, turning into a mass of gas that fell on the handle of the sword, condensing into a blue gem that shone brightly for a moment.

Long Yi, who has mastered the magical machine, instantly completely controlled the magical and extraordinary long knife in his hand.

in the mind.

Information about this knife appeared quickly.

"With one sword in two days, the strongest swordsman Miyamoto Musashi was transformed from death. He stood side by side with gods in the body of mortals. The only curse is that ghosts and gods do not exist! No power can be resurrected!!!"

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ps: I want to die in front of the computer desk! ! .

Chapter 185

Fusang Warring States.

Thousands of years of bloody battles, curse the spirits and bring disaster to the world.

In that chaotic era, all conjurers could only grope the usage of spells with difficulty.

The curse spirit claims to be the god of cholera and all things in the world.

For a time, the people were struggling, and bones were everywhere.

In the eyes of the magician at that time, the magician was just a group of more delicious snacks.

But even in the most difficult times.

There are still humans who make this world tremble.

The strongest swordsman in the world, Miyamoto Musashi.

As a mortal, he has no magic power, but he is indeed the holder of the first heaven and curse in this world.

Even his power far surpasses today's strongest body, Chanyuan Shier.

There are countless curse spirits in the world, and wherever the long sword passes, the filth in the world is completely removed.

In that extremely dark era, one person, one knife, the name Miyamoto Musashi became the last refuge of mankind.

At the end of the years,

Miyamoto Musashi was alone, supporting his old body, carrying the long sword that was stained with some rust.

Entering the canyon that the world calls the abyss.

The sorcerer could only guard the edge of the canyon, trembling as he watched the blood of the curse spirits splashing in the sky, the magic power that had dissipated.

With the body of a mortal, behead [God], so far! ! !

When all the fog in the abyss clears.

The conjurer walked into the forbidden canyon.

What he saw was.

A generally dark long knife stands in the middle of the canyon.

The blade didn't move, killing intent filled the sky.

Heaven has no eyes, I should be heaven, the world is not fair, I can cut it with a knife.

This knife is...

One knife in two days! ! !

Long Yi's eyes.

A sloppy uncle with a goatee, holding a couple of taels of turbid wine in his hand, swayed and lay on a hill filled with countless corpses of cursed spirits.

He poured the wine into his mouth with big mouthfuls, and the wine stains stained his clothes.

"You~ nice!!"

Miyamoto Musashi glanced at Ryuu as if he had cut off countless time and space.

There was an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.

Peng! ! !

Everything dissipated like a bubble.

What came from Long Yi's ear was Yada's frantic roar.

His brows furrowed slightly, and there was a hint of impatience in his eyes.

bass! ! !

"To shut up!!!"

Two days and a knife cut across the sky, in an instant.

A huge half-moon slash burst out of the sky.

Under the light of the sword, the space rippling, the sky is broken, and even the big sun hanging high in the sky has lost its original light.

Under this knife.

As if the world is too small

Ka Ka Ka! ! !

Between the explosion of space, everything is like a broken mirror.

Yada didn't even have time to react, the knife shadow had already passed his body.

Click! ! !

Zizizi! ! !

On his body, the gray death energy kept trying to expel that sword energy from the body, but it was never successful.

The sword energy did not tear his body apart as expected.

But the terror brought to Yada was indeed stronger.

Because he knows.

The skill that Long Yi wielded with a knife for two days did not act on the body, but directly on the curse.

His curse had stagnated a bit at this moment.

The breath has become extremely sluggish.

And there's something even more dangerous, which is...

"Second kill?"

Long Yi held a knife for two days, as if this knife should be held in his hand by nature.

The most important ability and the strongest ability of Two Days One Knife is that when facing the cursed spirit, every attack he makes may directly smash the cursed origin of the cursed spirit.

For the cursed spirit, breaking the head and dying is a trivial matter, but once the root of the curse is destroyed, then it is the real death.

And with a knife in two days, every attack directly acts on the source of the curse spirit.

Can be called the nemesis of all curses.

That's why.

The reason for Yada's overreaction after seeing the knife in two days.

Long Yi randomly danced a knife flower in midair, and in the shadow of the knife light, he saw the deep fear in Yada's eyes.

"Next, let me start the next game~"

Long Yi's eyes at this moment have completely turned into a blood moon.

The black knife in his hand exudes a more powerful evil spirit.

The sword transformed by the strongest swordsman of the millennium and the breath of the freest man of the millennium are constantly fused together.

"Two days of a knife flow · annihilation!!"

bass! ! ! ! !

Long Yi held the knife in the void in his hand, made a gesture of drawing the knife, and instantly swung the black knife out.

The shadow of the knife finally flashed wildly in the space.

A thousand strikes, a thousand strikes! ! !

Buzz! ! !

The terrifying slash smashed through the layers of space and went straight to Yada to kill.

The fear that shrouded in Yada's heart a thousand years ago reverberated again.

In the abyss that day, he was also there. He watched the old and faint Miyamoto Musashi, waving the rusty long knife, turning his countless companions into flying.

In the end, Miyamoto Musashi, who could no longer see the road, walked in front of Yada and held up the long sword in his hand. Yada, who was already waiting to die, did not wait for the sword to fall.

because.

The man who wielded the knife has passed away.