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Chapter 223 Hesitation will lead to defeat(2/2)

Heiheimu was a little unwilling to accept it. He had been studying hard for many years before entering the realm, but it was completely ineffective for the person in front of him!

If the last time he was cut by Xianichiro with rust pills was because the prosecutor had the strange ability to isolate his vision. Then this time, he had encountered something he could not understand.

After less than three moves, my arm was cut off. What a frustration.

"You are unfamiliar with the ability to be a samurai..."

Ashina Yixin suddenly exclaimed, "Because he became a ghost who doesn't care about the injury, he is too far from the crisis of life and death, so have you forgotten how to protect his body?"

"It seems that as long as you become a ghost, you will no longer be considered a real warrior."

This sentence sounded like Huang Zhongda Lu.

He picked up the knife-holding palm and took it back, turned around and faced Ashina Ichixin again. His previous contempt was swept away, leaving only doubts and obvious anger.

"What is the relationship between ghosts and being a warrior?"

Kurohito still regards himself as a samurai under Muzan Kimuzan. At this time, his way of survival that lasted for hundreds of years was never allowed to insult him.

“Does this need explanation?”

Ashina Yixin said, "The so-called samurai is a swordsman who knows that fighting will bring terrible consequences, so he has to hone his sword skills that can protect himself while killing his enemies. Because once his body is damaged, his career as a samurai will end and his subjects will be humiliated by the enemy. Therefore, in order to survive, he has to stand his heart on the blade and face every battle carefully."

"But as a ghost, you no longer need to maintain the vigilance of this warrior. You, who have not encountered a considerable opponent for many years, are too far from being injured last time. Therefore, you blindly pursue the speed and power of swordsmanship, but forget the true nature of swordsmanship. No matter how gorgeous and magnificent the moves you created, you will only miss the truth."

After he finished all this, Hei Shimu's face was already gloomy and terrible.

If it is true as Ashina Yixin said, then all his efforts since he became a ghost will be in vain, or even in the opposite direction.

“It’s useless to say more.”

Ashina Yixin suddenly took a knife and put his right half of his body on the front side, and his body was slightly lowered, "You will know it after a try."

As soon as he finished speaking, two sharp silver vacuum waves, one horizontally and one vertically, had approached Hei Shimu's face.

It is the authentic Ashibe Cross Slash!

Hei Shi Mu easily blocked the horizontal slash, but was hit faster and forced back on the spot. He then used the force to rotate his body in the air. Countless shattered crescent moons flew out in two wide slashes. Once it hits the human body, it will definitely be smashed on the spot.

"The breath of the moon, the third type, the disgust of the moon, the erosion!"

Ashina Yixin just swayed the blade gently, and the shattered crescent moon collided with it, and then wrapped around Ashina Yixin's golden steel dragon, which instead pushed him to launch a counter-slash against Heihemu and cut off a piece of the sword tip!

The second time!

Kuroshi Mu still didn't understand how Ashina Yixin did it. Why was his power borrowed by him and he hit him back intact?

No wonder, with such a old body, he could cut off his arm! As long as he attacked within his slash range, he would probably use any sword type in reverse!

This is his trick to match me in this physical state!

Hei Shi Mou suddenly realized.

Since that's the case - if you want to defeat this old man, you must keep a distance!

"Five-type Moon Soul Disaster!"

This move is not so much a sword-shaped figure as a blood ghost technique. Because Heihemu does not need to wave his weapon at all, he can roll up a whirlpool-turning blade for the center of the circle and fire the moon blade in all directions.

Sure enough, Ashina Yixin's attack was forced to be interrupted. After two moon blades were bounced away, he immediately retreated.

With this little time, Heihemu immediately turned the blade he had spawned with the blood ghost technique into its ultimate form - a giant seven sword with a lightsaber with a total length of two meters!

Since you will be used to swing your sword in close proximity, I will drive you out of the attack distance!

"Seven-type·Erjing·Wangyue!"

He waved the seven swords in his hand, and five pink shock waves attacked the ground forward like bones of a folding fan. All the ground, soil and stones along the way were cut off and flew away, and countless small shock waves like comets filled the gap in the attack.

With one blow, the ground of thirty or forty square meters was completely unrecognizable, and even a building would have a big hole to be opened.

When Kuroshimu thought that Ashina was physically weak and could avoid such a large-scale indiscriminate blow in time, and could not repeat it many times. He always had to exhaust his energy.

Although it is a bit shameful to fight a war of attrition with humans, isn’t this just enough to prove that he is not taking the wrong path? Only when he becomes a ghost can he have no end in the swordsmanship.

As he expected, Ashina Yixin was forced out of the attack range five meters away and could not get close to it at all.

However, just when he thought Yixin could not breathe, so he could not threaten him with that powerful slash, a terrifying aura that made his stomach feel cold and nauseous, emerged from the samurai sword that looked just a little hard.

"It's also a bad thing to never come... Since you have chosen this kind of fighting method of cutting melons and vegetables, then I'll add a fire to it, what do you think?"

Speaking of this, Yixin's raised feet suddenly stepped heavily on the ground, and waves of malicious orange flames covered the entire battlefield where they were fighting.

This time, Heihei Mou finally felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, like Yuan Yi's sword, on his neck.
Chapter completed!
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