In fact, the whole process of Yang Lei and Black Death Mou's fight had only taken less than a minute.
It might not even have taken half a minute. The two of them were too fast, and everything happened in a flash.
That was why it seemed a little cumbersome.
But in fact, their moves were both extremely fast and simple. Even Black Death Mou's moves only looked gorgeous. The broadsword Qi that had a large attack range was covered with small crescent-shaped sword Qi because of the Moon Breath.
However, Black Death Mou's attacks were also direct, but the attack range was a little larger.
Needless to say, Yang Lei's domineering Bajiquan had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, especially the phrase 'shaking the sky with a swing of his arm, shaking the nine provinces with a stomp'.
Now, Black Death Mou was hit by his shoulder and was sent flying dozens of meters away. He fell to the ground and didn't get up for a long time.
Yang Lei shook his left arm. He had also suffered a loss when he bumped into the Black Death Blade, but he had already recovered in the blink of an eye.
Without hesitation, Yang Lei strode towards the direction of the Black Death Mou.
The closer he got to Black Death Mou, the more careful Yang Lei became. He raised his saber and prepared to chop off Black Death Mou's head.
If he killed one of the top three here, even Phantom Dance Shi Wucai would feel the pain, right?
Killing him here was no different from cutting off one of Onishi Wukuang's arms.
It would be even easier when he annihilated Ghost Dance and Shi Wucai in the future.
However, Black Death Mou was a Sword Ghost that had lived for hundreds of years and was one of the twelve ghost moons. How could he be killed so easily?
Even without Yang Lei's terrifying recovery ability, he had already recovered by the time Yang Lei arrived in front of him.
After all, even an ordinary ghost could heal a broken arm in an instant, so why did Ghost Dance Shi Wucai dislike Yang Lei's Blood Ghost Art so much? It was because ordinary injuries were meaningless to ghosts.
Even a broken arm or leg could be healed in an instant.
Black Death Mou stood up again. He opened his six eyes wide and his face was covered with veins. He looked extremely ferocious.
How many years had it been? Ever since his younger brother, Ji Guoyuan, died, no one else could make Black Death Mou feel threatened, except for Shi Wucai. No one else could challenge his authority, not even the other 12 Ghost Moons.
But today, he was defeated by Yang Lei. His attacks were completely unable to do anything to Yang Lei.
This made Black Death Mou extremely furious.
"Damned rat, isn't it fine as long as you die well?”Black Death Mou stood in front of Yang Lei again. As he spoke, he held his saber horizontally in front of him.
All of a sudden, the ordinary-looking saber rapidly turned red from the hilt, as if…This saber was already filled with flesh and blood.
There were even things that looked like eyes on the blade.
It turned out that Black Death Mou was a sword ghost, and his Blood Ghost Technique could use his own flesh and blood to create the knife he wanted.
In other words, his sword was not an ordinary Sun Wheel Sword. It was made from his own Blood Ghost Technique. Not only could it freely release the same blade wind and full moon blade as the Moon Breath sword technique, but it could also display far more effects than the ordinary Blood Ghost Technique when used with breathing.
There were even a few extra blades growing on the blade, making it look extremely strange.
Even Yang Lei grinned. Although he didn't have trypophobia, this knife looked disgusting.
If it were him, he definitely wouldn't want it.
"Then try to kill me with your own abilities?”Facing Black Death Mou's self-righteous accusation, Yang Lei was even more direct. If you have the ability, come and kill me.
Since he didn't have that ability, there was nothing else to say.
Black Death Mou's forehead was covered with veins, making his already ferocious face look even more unsightly.
However, this was not because he was angry.
"You don't think you've seen my true ability, do you?" Black Death Mou sneered. There is an unbridgeable gap between you and me. Have you heard of the Penetrating World? Do you know that when a swordsman's aptitude reaches the limit, they can activate the stripes? Although the stripes are no longer of much use to me now, there is a huge difference between you and me since you don't even have stripes.”
Stripe had already been introduced, so there was no need to go into details here.
The Penetrating World was said to be a world that could be seen when one's mind became transparent. It was a 'supreme realm' that could only be reached after one struggled with all their might and endured some kind of pain.
In this state, by focusing and shutting off the excess senses, even the body of the creature would appear transparent.
Including his own movement speed, his prediction and evasion of attacks would be significantly improved. Even the blood vessels in the opponent's lungs could be clearly seen, and the contraction of his muscles could be controlled faster. He could even turn off his combat qi freely according to his needs. This was because the increase in perception would make the enemy's movements seem slower.
This was the Penetrating World.
In fact, other than the ability to see through things, there were many works that showed similar transparent worlds.
For example, Dragon Ball Super mentioned the Free Extreme Skill, Kuroko Basketball's Zone, and even the tennis prince had reached the Anatta Realm.
That was the highest realm that many swordsmen could not reach in their entire lives. Even Yang Lei could not help but recall that his grandfather had once mentioned a realm. It did not refer to the realm of one's own strength, but the realm of one's moves.
Although Yang Lei had already surpassed his master in terms of strength and realm.
However, he was still limited to the realm of movement routines. He still had to use fixed movements to unleash the power of Bajiquan.
However, when one truly reached the highest realm, one could exert strength in every punch and kick at will. Even an ordinary push hand could unleash the profound meaning of Bajiquan.
This included Taiji Fist, which had always been on par with Bajiquan. There was also the realm of winning without any moves.
However, it was a shame that Yang Lei was unable to comprehend that realm due to his age. He always felt that there were only two points in a real battle. Speed and strength were enough to break all techniques.
Today, with Black Death Mou's embarrassment, he might have seen the so-called supreme realm of this world.
" Then let me have a good look." Yang Lei held the saber in his right hand and raised his left hand to hook his finger at Black Death Mou. Not only did he not back down, but his fighting spirit became even higher.
Suddenly, Black Death Mou appeared in front of Yang Lei. Caught off guard, he swung his ghostly blade.
Breath of the Moon Eight forms, moon dragon wheel tail.
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