The Demon Sword Demon and Yun Mo faced each other in the snow.
At this time, snow began to fall in the sky, and snowflakes the size of goose feathers fell from the mid-air.
Then the sky turned into ice slag and fell to the ground, snowflakes were flying, and the whole world was filled with a biting chill.
Yun Mo stared at the Demon Sword Demon with a frosty expression, exuding a murderous aura.
The Demon Sword Demon also had a cold murderous intent on his lips, and a trace of mockery and disdain in his eyes.
"I want to kill you, it's easy!"
"Who doesn't brag? Want to kill me? You can give it a try." Yun Mo said coldly, and his aura also increased.
"If you are stubborn for a moment, you won't be stubborn when I put my knife on your neck." A cold light flashed in the eyes of the demon sword ghost, and a blood-red light shone on the sword in his right hand.
, a smell of blood filled the air.
"Drink!"
The Demon Sword Demon roared angrily, and the sword energy in his hand suddenly increased sharply. He slashed down with the sword, and a strong blood evil energy rushed straight towards Yunmo.
"It's such a familiar sword technique." Yun Mo's pupils shrank, his eyes sparkling. Yun Mo seemed to have understood this move somewhere.
A sharp blade energy, with a destructive aura, went straight to Yun Mo's throat. Yun Mo's eyes condensed, and a jet-black blade energy burst out from the Yan Demon Sword in his hand, facing the sword ghost's attack.
The offensive slashed away.
The sword energy in Yun Mo's hand collided with that of the Demon Sword Demon, causing a series of fierce sounds.
"Bang bang bang..."
The two figures kept flashing and moving in the air, and the two long knives collided with each other in the air, making bursts of clanging sounds.
The air seemed to be exploded, and there were bursts of violent explosions.
The two collided with each other in the air, and the sword energy intersected with each other, sending out bursts of sparks. For a while, the two people were in a stalemate.
The demon sword ghost and Yun Mo were entangled with each other in the air, with neither victory nor defeat.
Yun Mo narrowed his eyes slightly. He finally knew where he had experienced the sword skills of the Demon Sword Demon. He felt it from Tong Qianli's body. Could it be that Tong Qianli's teacher was not Yu Yuqianyo?
Suddenly, the two of them took action at the same time. Yun Mo's figure blurred and appeared directly behind the Demon Sword Demon. He slashed down quickly with his sword. The sword energy whizzed away, making a series of air-piercing sounds and heading towards the Demon Sword Demon.
Go behind the ghost.
Yun Mo's sword was as fast as lightning. The Demon Sword Demon did not expect that Yun Mo's figure could be so weird and unpredictable. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. At this moment of confusion, Yun Mo's Yan Demon Sword
It has already slashed at the body of the demon sword demon.
There was a harsh sound of a knife entering flesh.
The armor on the demon puppet sword ghost was torn open by Yun Mo's sword energy, and a bone-deep wound appeared on the sword ghost's body. Blood spurted out, instantly dyeing his chest red, making the sword ghost's body
His body trembled.
The body of the Demon Sword Demon fell down uncontrollably, hitting the ground and splashing dust all over the ground, making people close their eyes.
"Senior Sword Demon!"
"What's going on, isn't Senior Sword Demon your opponent?"
"How is this possible? Is Yunmo really that strong?"
Seeing that Sword Demon was defeated instantly by Yun Mo, Gu Ying and the other ninjas were dumbfounded, with expressions of disbelief in their eyes. They did not expect that Yun Mo would be so powerful, and could kill Sword Demon by himself.
The seniors were forced into a state of embarrassment.
Yun Mo hit the target with one strike, but his expression did not relax, because the Demon Sword Demon was not so easy to defeat.
Just when Yun Mo was about to deliver the final blow to the demon puppet sword ghost who fell to the ground, a violent sound of breaking through the air was heard in his ears, and a crimson sword light burst out from the air next to him, moving towards him as fast as lightning.
Yun Mo came from behind and killed him.
The corners of Yun Mo's mouth rose slightly. He had long felt the dangerous aura coming from behind. He tilted his body slightly to the left, and a blade of light grazed his ear.
"The reaction is fast enough. It's really tricky to attack with a single sword." The person who attacked was actually the demon puppet sword demon who had just been chopped down, but there were no scars on his chest, while the sword demon lying on the ground did.
"How is this going?"
"Why are there two senior sword demons?"
The ninjas of Lone Shadow had not yet recovered from the sadness of the defeat of Senior Sword Demon. When they saw this scene again, their eyes suddenly widened.
Shadow Warrior creates a phantom that is almost the same as its true form, causing their enemies to mistake it for the Sword Demon. Once they take action, they will be attacked by its true form.
If Yun Mo didn't come from the earth, he might have been tricked, so he quickly backed away.
Because the phantom also has attack power, it is quite difficult for Yunmo to join forces with the two sword ghosts.
"Humph, is this all you can do? How dare you yell at me! You're still young!" The two demon puppet sword ghosts jumped up from the ground and once again wielded their huge swords and slashed at Yun Mo's head.
Come down.
"Clang clang clang clang!"
Yun Mo waved the Yan Demon Sword to resist the attack of the sword energy, and retreated quickly. The two demon puppet sword ghosts were going back and forth, and Yun Mo could only retreat step by step. In this way, Yun Mo fell into a disadvantage.
The attacks of the two demon sword ghosts were so intensive that Yun Mo could not find any opening to counterattack.
The sword ghost of the original body struck the Yan Mo Sword in Yun Mo's hand, making a dull sound. Yun Mo's Yan Mo Sword was hit by the demon sword energy, and Yun Mo retreated quickly.
"puff!"
Yun Mo's face turned pale slightly, and he staggered back two steps, almost falling. He felt the blood in his chest rolling up, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining his chest red. He looked down at himself.
From the Yama Sword in his hand, drops of bright red blood dripped down.
Yun Mo raised his arm to wipe the blood from his mouth, and looked at the Demon Sword Demon, his eyes filled with anger.
"Boy, your sword skills are indeed quite powerful. They must have been passed down by the gods. It seems that they must have been passed down from all over the world. But if you meet me, you are destined to be defeated." The sword ghost stared at Yun with a pair of blood-red eyes.
Mo said.
Just when Yun Mo was about to use his ghost hand and go all out, a shrill voice sounded in the sky.