The Swordsman of the Grim Reaper

Chapter 362 The Killing Intent of the First Sword Eight

The cold Reiatsu exuded a smell of blood, permeating the air.

The dark environment should drown out all colors, but sticky blood can still be seen flowing down the stone pillars and ceiling.

Unozhihuarei lowered his eyebrows, pulled his hands apart, and the blood-clogged blade hung on his chest like noodles, "Lloyd, you who have learned all my schools should understand, what does this mean?"

Lloyd's face became serious and he said, "Do you think you can defeat us like this?

Naively, Lloyd imitated His Majesty Yuhabach a thousand years ago, an opponent that even Yamamoto Genryasai had a headache. "

"The times are progressing, and the current Juhabach is much better than the previous Juhabach."

Unozhihualie chuckled, "Tell me this, it seems that your imitation ability cannot be activated repeatedly in a short period of time."

"Are you relieved?" Lloyd asked back.

"No, I'm very disappointed. It's rare to have an opponent like you. I still want to try what it feels like to kill myself."

Unohana sighed, and didn't continue chatting. She didn't want to delay the time and use the swastika to trap the two people, but to kill them.

With a movement of her feet, she swept forward.

Realizing the danger, Lloyd immediately stretched out his hand forward, "Sing, hymn to the sanctuary."

A wall of blue-white light emerged on the ground, and pentagrams resembling crosses protruded.

This is a great defensive spell that combines the offense and defense of the Quincy Division. Once an enemy steps into it, countless holy arrows of destruction will burst out in an instant, blasting the enemy into scum.

Lloyd is the only one in the Star Cross Knights who knows how to use this trick, aside from Yuhabach.

Uzhi Hanalie stepped into the attack range of the light wall, the sacred light shone in front of his eyes, and too many sacred arrows shot out, directly converging into a vast stream of light.

Lloyd showed a smile on his face and shouted: "Even Your Majesty a thousand years ago is stronger than you today!"

Uozhihualiu waved the knife, and the blood blade suddenly turned into a bloody curtain and rolled down, his figure spun in the air, directing the sacred flow of light to the two brothers.

Lloyd was stunned, why didn't the holy destroyer explode?
Lloyd was not confused, he had the technique of this move in his memory, using the Reiatsu equal to the attack to show the flow of water on the small, jagged soft blade.

Turn the enemy's attack into your own attack and return it.

"Let's go." Lloyd immediately avoided it with his scythe kick.

Lloyd is running in the opposite direction. He is simulating the psychology of Hughbach a thousand years ago, acting in that direction subconsciously, instead of thinking the same way as Lloyd.

The stream of holy light was directed to Lloyd again, and at the same time, Unohana Retsu stepped in front of Lloyd in an instant, watching a man dangling with his face and body on his head.

She felt a little conflicted in her heart, and decided to deal with this person first, and then turn around and deal with the other one.

Lloyd, benefiting from all the skill and strength of imitating her, reacted at this time too.

Holding the knife in both hands, he used the myriad illusions and first-class esoteric techniques, changing clouds and mists.

This move is a formidable enemy that Uno Hana Lie encountered thousands of years ago. It combines ghost way, steps and slashing skills. It is similar to Suifeng's instant coaxing, but it is completely different.

The ever-changing cloud is not to strengthen one's own strength, but to pay attention to the transformation of reality and reality.

The tip of Lloyd's knife spread out in an instant, like a snowball thrown by a child exploded from the inside.

Uozhihualie saw a blade of light, like mist and snow, which was the actual scene produced by the explosion of concentrated ghost power.

Covering Lloyd's tracks with no sign of abating, like a growing cloud.

The sky and the earth became a vast expanse of whiteness, the light of swords flowed, people were hidden behind the clouds and mists, and murderous intentions were hidden.

Uozhihualie sighed, eyes drooping, without a trace of hesitation in his figure, he plunged into the cloud and mist, and swung the blood blade.

Ding, Lloyd's knife seemed to be delivered in a hurry, his pupils were full of astonishment, and the upper part of the blood blade held by the blade fell down like a soft whip, slapping him on the face.

Half of the face was cut off.

"Why?" Lloyd lost his voice, not understanding why he was discovered.

Obviously well hidden.

"The genre I learned is not through apprenticeship, but through combat. Behind the name Yaqianliu is the corpse of a master of the genre."

Unokanaretsu answered Lloyd's question out of compassion for the dying.

"what."

Lloyd had an epiphany, he just imitated strength and skills, he had no memory, so it was not clear how these skills were learned.

It turned out that the last person who knew this trick had already died in the hands of Uzhi Hualie.

"elder brother!"

Lloyd roared out of composure, stepped in the air, rushed down quickly, pulled out the knife at his waist with his right hand, and swiftly slashed at the back of Uzhihuali's neck.

Standing on tiptoe, she did somersaults backwards, exalted, her jet-black hair brushing against the edge of the blade.

The blood blade is like the chains of the god of death.

Lloyd used the static blood suit, did not dodge at all, turned around and swung the knife backward.

In this case, it wasn't for the Quincy Master who couldn't make a foothold in Silver Frame City.

Lloyd is confident that with the resistance of the static blood suit, he can exchange injuries for the life of the enemy.

Unozhihualie was not in a hurry, and his right index finger was precisely on the side of Lloyd's blade, and he turned over with this point, as light as a cat shuttled back and forth between the tables and chairs.

Lloyd suddenly felt a pain in his neck, and the blood-static equipment could not resist it completely, the blood blade had cut through the main artery, and a large amount of blood flew out with the blood blade.

"Ah." He let out a low cry. He didn't expect that when he swung the knife with all his strength, the opponent could look at the side of the knife in a flash and avoid it in that way.

"For Your Majesty, I cannot let you live!"

Lloyd gave up the blade, did not use the spirit bow, and gathered an extra-large sacred arrow in his palm, shooting forward.

Uo no Hana Lie swung his blood blade to split the sacred Mie Arrow.

Lloyd put on his blood-moving outfit, approached with his flying scythe, completely abandoned his defense, and swung his right hand forward.

This is an attack that sacrifices his life. He must use his courage and dedicate all his loyalty to His Majesty to kill the woman in front of him who might stop His Majesty's dominance.

Uo no Hanalie couldn't dodge, and with the blessing of the blood-moving outfit, Lloyd's speed was astonishingly fast, she only had time to jump up slightly, and swung the blood blade forward with her right hand.

Poof, Lloyd pierced her abdomen with one hand, and his head was easily chopped off.

When using the blood-moving outfit, it is impossible to use the static-blood outfit at the same time. With his physical body, he can't stop Uo no Hana's attack.

"Wow," she spat out a mouthful of blood, her feet fell to the ground, and she lifted her swastika in time, covered her abdomen with her hands, and began to treat her injuries with Hui Dao.

A trace of white smoke rose.

"Ha ha."

Unohana's wounds gradually healed.

The electric light exploded on the wall in front, and a woman with green hair rushed in aggressively, "You actually killed Minina, you damn god of death!"

(End of this chapter)