Spell Retaliation: Unlock Eight Stunts at the Beginning

The sound of 'Peng' slammed into the ground.

"It looks like your buddy can't stand it anymore!!"

Gojo Satoru shrugged his shoulders casually.

Go on.

"But here comes my buddy~"

The voice just fell.

A faint light surged behind Wujo Satoru.

mind wandering

When the space was rippling, a young man dressed in white, holding a pitch-black long sword, slowly walked out of the void.

"How is it, trouble?"

Long glanced at Wujo Satoru beside him, and felt that this guy's breath was several times more tyrannical than before, and knew that his monster-like friend had improved a lot during the battle.

"Trouble is not trouble, though."

Wutiao Wu paused for a while, then grabbed Long Yi's shoulder, and said with a pompous expression.

"¨々 It's a very troublesome thing to hold back from killing this guy and leave him to you. If you don't invite me to eat the cheese cake from the big family, this matter can't be solved~"

"It's easy to say! I eat you, I want to vomit when I see the cake!!"

Long Yi glanced at Wutiaowu and said helplessly.

Crunch!

pat! !

A strange sound suddenly came from the ground, and Yada, who had fallen to the ground, actually stood up again.

He shook his head as if a little dizzy.

"Where is this~"

Yada's voice became as clear as a mountain spring.

The strange and evil stillness of his body also disappeared.

The expression is also somewhat innocent like a child.

But somehow.

Seeing the change in Yada at this moment, Lie's expression relaxed.

He actually sat directly on Mo Xuluo's shoulders.

Like a slide, following Mo Xuluo's arm, he slid directly to the ground.

"I don't know how long it has been since I saw you like this last time. But this time, you actually switched to this stage. It seems that a knife in two days is putting too much pressure on us."

Li looked at Yada who was like a child beside him, and his voice became a little softer.

Yada ignored the lies around him.

Biting his fingers, he stared blankly at Wujo Go and Chanyuan Ryuichi in front of him.

As if thinking about something.

Then suddenly put his hands together.

As if remembering something.

"I remember, I want to..."

"I want...more"

"I'm going to kill you!!"

rub! ! !

The voice hasn't settled yet.

There was a scream, and there was a terrifying air explosion.

Bravely rushed towards the two.

Under the impact, the ground began to crack continuously.

Long Yi's eyes looked at Yada who was in a strange state.

Thoughtful eyes.

It seemed that he hadn't seen the terrifying shock in front of him. .

Chapter 187

"Crook~ don't treat me as a tool man~"

Gojo Satoru glanced at the terrifying shock that was constantly approaching.

After glancing at his side, Long Yi was taken aback.

A hand stretched out at will.

Between palms stretched.

in the air.

An invisible force erupted in an instant.

Ka Ka Ka! !

Peng! ! !

The shock that seemed to penetrate everything fell into the air, as if it was blocked by an invisible barrier.

Like a big rock falling into the water, without the slightest splash.

It slowly dissipated in the void.

"Did you take the initiative to convert the direct form, yes, if you don't convert it, it will be too late~"

Long Yi whispered softly.

Indeed, under the knife in two days, any curse faces the threat of dying.

That is Miyamoto Musashi's curse on all the cursed spirits in this world.

Yada, who has been hit several times by a knife in two days, knows this truth even more deeply.

Every time you get hit, it's like walking on the edge of death.

and so.

This most ancient mantra chose to voluntarily give up one of his own lives.

Otherwise, once Long Yi, who used a knife for two days, really kills this life.

Then there is no chance to show his last gesture.

This is only the spell spirit with rich combat experience, who chose the best solution.

"A boring bland, a frantic struggle, a near-death collapse, and finally..."

"Back to the light!!"

"what are you talking about?"

Gojo Satoru asked curiously.

He didn't pay attention to the two incomparably powerful spell spirits on the opposite side.

In the eyes of Gojo Satoru.

There is no enemy in this world that can survive in front of his alliance with Long Yi.

Not to mention the curse spirit, even if the god is alive, the two of them can cut off the head of the god.

"Nothing~"

Long Yi smiled casually, and the knife in his hand shook for two days.

Knife light vertical and horizontal.

"Are you ready, Wujo, we are going to face [death]!"

"Hahaha!! Death? Even if it is death, in front of us, we should obediently avoid it with our tail tucked in!"

"After all, we are..."

"The strongest!!"

"The strongest!!"

Long Yi rarely echoed a line that he always felt was a bit of a middle school.

Standing side by side with Gojo Gou.

Feet were in vain.

bass! !bass! !

The two of them were like two lightning bolts, shuttled fast in the space.

"Yada~ let's kill them all?"

Lie's expression became a bit stiff, he stretched out a palm and tightly held his neck.

Mo Xuluo behind him dissipated in an instant.

One after another turbid air emanated from his body.

Woohoo! !

A cloud of black air continued to burst out of his facial features.

puff!