One move of the orthodox Guanyin technique shocked everyone.
The originally tense and fierce battle in the field was suddenly affected by the presence of the Hundred-Shiki Guanyin, thus ushering in a brief stagnation.
This can also be said to be Nitro's ultimate trick.
Taking this opportunity, Moyu urged Kang Zai to leave here quickly, so as not to affect his subsequent escape route.
Kang Zai listened to Mo You's words, turned around and left quickly.
And Xiba also relied on the power brought by Moyu's move of Hundred Styles Guanyin·One Palm to get rid of Chrollo's entanglement and leave here quickly.
It's just that the direction he left was different from Kang Zai's.
With the evacuation of Kangzai and Xiba, the only people left to face the Phantom Troupe were Moyo and Hisoka.
Moyu was very grateful to Hisoka for jumping out to help him stop Mian Ying at the critical moment, but at this time, he had no time to consider Hisoka's existence.
"The remaining 'qi' is only enough to use 'Transformation' once."
Moyou looked at Wojin with calm eyes, thinking in his heart: "But I can't just leave like this. I must at least buy some time for Zai Kang, and I must give a signal to Bisij."
In order to ensure that Kang Zai escapes smoothly, Moyu cannot directly use the Appearance to leave when Kang Zai has just walked away.
No matter what, we must buy enough time for Kang Zai to retreat.
Even if it's just a minute.
But the problem is that his current potential energy is only enough for one transformation. How to face Wo Jin's anger and the eager gaze of other members of the Phantom Troupe is a thorny problem.
"Use the aftertaste of Baishi Guanyin to shock them, or..."
As Moyou thought, he saw Wo Jin rising from the ground and staring directly at Nobunaga's miserable body.
On that rough face, Moyu could clearly see the expression of anger and self-blame.
He failed to perform his duties in battle, resulting in the tragic death of his companions fighting side by side under the enemy's attack.
This made Wo Jin feel guilty and angry.
He blamed himself for betraying Nobunaga's trust in him and was angry at his own incompetence.
Wo Jin's eyebrows were angrily opened with emotion, and his mouth was full of blood.
Then, he slowly moved his face and looked at the instigator, Moyu.
The angry eyes were filled with the murderous intention to pull out Moyu's muscles and bones.
Wo Jin is not the only one who feels this way.
The other Phantom Troupe members present also wanted to cut Moyu into pieces.
If looks could kill, then Moyu must have died countless times by now.
Chrollo allowed Siba to evacuate calmly.
More precisely,
The moment Baishi Guanyin took action, his attention was inevitably distracted, and he completely lost the possibility of keeping Siba.
Also because Nobunaga died tragically from the palm strike of the Hundred-Shiki Guanyin, Chrollo's focus was withdrawn from Shiba and focused on Moyu instead.
Knight, Finks, Nobunaga...
The companion who had been with him since childhood, the core member of the brigade at the beginning, just like this... died at the hands of Moyu.
This is the first time a member of the Phantom Troupe has died ten years after its establishment, and it is also the first time the troupe has suffered such a huge and tragic loss.
Chrollo's eyes were full of shadows, and his dark eyes like abyss looked at Moyu, as if he wanted to drag Moyu into the bottomless darkness.
Unlike Wo Jin, who blended his anger and murderous intent into his aura, he had a calmness without any anger at all.
If you want to use scenes to describe his emotions at this moment.
So--
It must be a piece of stagnant water that is so dark that no ripples can be seen. Just by looking at it, you can feel a heart-stopping aura of death.
Facing the substantial murderous intent and anger from everyone in the Phantom Troupe, Moyu remained unmoved, with his eyelids drooping, recalling the wonderful feeling he had just used when he used "One Hundred Styles of Guanyin·One Palm".
For him, the most important thing is not to experience the strength, speed, and moves at that time...
But momentum.
An invincible momentum that seems to squeeze out the surrounding air in an instant.
Mo You suddenly raised his eyes.
After the Hundred Styles Guanyin dissipated, many golden light spots floated around Moyu's body like the first snow, and a momentum slowly seeped out from his body, immediately changing from slow to fast, from weak to strong.
Driven by this momentum, the energy on Moyu's body suddenly became like boiling steam, and the many golden light spots falling down were suddenly pushed around by an invisible force of energy.
"All done"
There seemed to be a golden-red luster in Moyu's eyes, and he calmly faced the gazes of everyone in the Phantom Troupe.
He just stood there quietly, exuding a sense of oppression mixed with strong murderous intent.
The golden light spots falling from the sky one after another moved away from his body as if they were consciously avoiding danger.
As Moyu integrated the aura he felt when using "Hundred Styles of Guanyin·One Palm" into the aura of "Jiujie"...
Such a scene fell in the eyes of everyone in the Phantom Troupe, and they could vaguely see a huge and vague unknown figure standing behind Moyu.
So much so that the oppressive figure of Baishi Guanyin appeared in the minds of everyone in the Phantom Troupe.
He is gathering momentum!
He is brewing murderous intent!
He will take action again!
Right here, fight to the death!
Feeling Moyu's passionate momentum and prepared fighting spirit, everyone in the Phantom Troupe showed a hint of vigilance in their reactions.
They stared at Moyu attentively, and slowly and quietly gathered strength, waiting for the battle to break out.
The two sides just looked at each other from a distance, and the air was filled with a chilling aura.
He must be killed!
Everyone in the Phantom Troupe had the same idea and were ready to attack Moyu.
What needs attention is the mind beast whose attack speed is so fast that it is difficult to react.
Just when everyone in the Phantom Troupe was affected by Moyu's murderous aura, Hisoka did not stop attacking the shadow.
Because Chrollo and others focused on Moyu, who was more threatening and more existential, Mian Ying was left alone and helpless.
As Hisoka's offensive became more powerful, Mianying finally sensed a sense of crisis between life and death.
"If this continues...I will die!"
Mianying felt a strong sense of crisis and had the idea to ask for help from his companions.
However,
A sudden long knife killed his thoughts of seeking help.
It was the long sword of Nobunaga's puppet. It was stuck by "retractable love" at some point, and the other end was stuck to the back of the figure.
then……
The long knife flew through the air during contraction and pierced the face's body.
The figure who was suddenly attacked suddenly screamed.
And this scream caused the tense atmosphere in the venue to instantly soar to a high point.
Wojin and others heard the sound and attacked Moyou.
But the moment they made a move, they saw Moyou suddenly restraining all his momentum and the murderous intention that seemed to be here to die.
"See you."
Moyu waved his hand casually, and his figure suddenly disappeared out of thin air.
Chrollo and the others stood stunned on the spot for a moment as he was getting ready to attack.
An indescribable emotion surged through their chests.
Immediately afterwards——
As Kangzai, Xiba, and Moyu left the scene one after another, Chrollo and the others turned to Hisoka with unspeakable emotions.
"..."
Before Hisoka could fully appreciate the pleasure of killing his face, he slowly tightened his face under the pressure of everyone in the brigade.
Why am I suddenly the only one left???
No more today, I want to sleep more.
I will make a wave tomorrow, with a target of 10,000 words and a minimum guarantee of 8,000.