"Squeak..." When

Ye Feng opened the door, the person was also facing the black death Mou and the prostitute Taro.

"That's right, it's you guy... Say, what about my sister, where is she now?

"It's so noisy! Breath of the Sun, One no Type, Round Dance!

"What!"

The prostitute Taro's pupils shrank, and by the time he reacted, a flaming Nikki knife had appeared in front of his neck.

It's just that at the moment when he was about to be beheaded, Black Death Mou made a move.

He pulled out the weird ghost knife with eyes on his waist—a false cry, and a slash, instantly collided head-on with the Riwa knife in Ye Feng's hand.

"Moon Breath ・ Ichi no Type ・ Dark Moon ・ Yo no Gong!"

"When..." The

hot flames and countless irregular full moon blades collided instantly, and in the next second, Ye Feng and Black Death Mou also took half a step back and looked at each other.

"It's really the breath of the sun, then, you have to die!"

A strange look flashed in Black Death Mou's eyes, after the death of Ji Guoyuan, he and Wu Wu could be said to have killed all the insiders of the breath of the sun.

Although it is not clear why this breathing method can still be passed down, but anyway, since it has been encountered today, it is only necessary to cut the grass and remove the roots.

For these ghosts, all those who use the breath of the sun, whoever they are, must die!

Compared to the murderous Black Death Mou, Ye Feng's eyes were shining, and he seemed to be a little excited.

"Is this the breath of the moon? Sure enough, the breath of the moon suits me a little more than the breath of the sun! "

What?"

Seeing Ye Feng say this, Black Death Mou couldn't help but be a little stunned, and even scratched his head.

"Don't you understand, Black Death Mou, no, Jiguo Yansheng! The breath of the sun is more suitable for those who are bright, righteous, and gentle in heart, just like your younger brother, Ji Guoyuan. And I, maybe a little different from you, but should also be regarded as a despicable and shameless kind of person!

"You guy, you actually know my name from my human period, and..." Black

Death Mu's eyes became more and more surprised, a self-deprecating person like Ye Feng, to be honest, after living for hundreds of years, he really saw it for the first time.

"There are many types of breathing, but each one has its corresponding mental nature. Only those who meet the corresponding hearts can better exert the power of the breathing method. The breath of water is suitable for people who have no distractions, are calm and steady, and have a calm heart like water; The breath of flame is suitable for people who are enthusiastic and cheerful, and their hearts are as blazing as flames; The breath of thunder is suitable for those who are passionate and as fast as lightning! I am self-aware, and I am by no means the kind of gentle and bright figure, and although the breath of this day is powerful, it has never been suitable for me. Even though I've practiced it to the fullest, but... What is really powerful is never the breathing method, but the person who uses the breathing method! Just like the user of this breath of the day, my words are definitely not comparable to the successor of the kingdom! Ye

Feng opened his mouth and said, he died once, looking back at his self before he crossed over, his life flashed like a horse lantern.

Although Ye Feng was an honest person in his last life, he actually knew very well that he was not the kind of person who was honest by nature, but was forced to be honest as a last resort.

He has no money, let alone power, and no capital to do bad things.

If he had money, he would be poorer than any rich second generation he knew.

If he had the right, he would have brazenly said to every flat-headed people that the law was made for them.

Maybe he also has a little conscience in his heart, but Ye Feng, who has relived his life, can be regarded as having completely seen it, and he is definitely not a good person.

Now with the system, he is also very clear that he has the capital to challenge and destroy all secular and legal things.

Even if there is a bottom line, this bottom line is definitely very low.

On the other hand, Black Death Mou was jealous of the strength of his younger brother Ji Guoyuanyi, so he took the initiative to join the camp of Misery and became a ghost.

And the breathing method created by a bad guy like him, the breath of the moon, is undoubtedly very suitable for a bad guy like Ye Feng.

Even, Ye Feng was definitely worse than Black Death Mu.

And the breath of the moon is characterized by high attack speed and wide range, such a breathing method, killing people is undoubtedly more efficient and more fierce.

Compared with the breath of the sun, it is no wonder that Ye Feng likes the breath of the moon more.

"Is it not the breathing method that is really powerful, but the person who uses the breathing method? I have to admit, you are absolutely right. Honestly, I admire you a little! It's a pity, the adult wants your life..." "

Black Death Mou-sama, wait a minute..." The

prostitute Taro still wanted to force out the thoughts of Ji Ji from Ye Feng, but before he finished speaking, he was kicked by Black Death Mou.

For him, the order of no misery is absolute, how can he delay the business for the sake of personal children's private affairs.

He didn't bother to pay attention to what was the situation of Yu Ji, and the priority was to kill Ye Feng.

"Moon Breath, Two Types, Zhuhua Moon!"

"Breath of the Sun, Three Types, Scorching Sun Red Mirror!"

The large-scale slashes of the two breathing methods collided instantly, and for a while, the entire space seemed to be filled with endless sword qi and burning.

Soon, two beams of light, one red and one pink, instantly turned into afterimages, crisscrossing the courtyard of this small old mansion.

Invisibly, countless moon-shaped sword qi scattered in all directions, and the terrifying burning sensation also burned the space to a distorted place.

Taro, the prostitute who was kicked away, looked at all this stunned, although from his perspective, he could clearly see the battle between Ye Feng and Black Death Mou.

But in the depths, he had a strong premonition that such a battle was not something he could intervene in at all.

Even if it is just the aftermath, I am afraid it will hit him hard.

Even if he was unwilling, he had to admit that Black Death Mou and Ye Feng were monsters whose strength was far above him.

Black Death Mou was also full of surprise, how long had it been since he fought like today?

Since he became a ghost, I am afraid that he has forgotten this.

Even if it is the pillar of the ghost killing team, it will not last long in his hands.

Moreover, he could clearly feel that when he made a move, Ye Feng could always immediately use a targeted attack or simply choose to avoid it.

It was obvious that Ye Feng, like him, had mastered the transparent world.

"Breath of the Moon, Six Types, Long Night Lonely Moon, Infinity!"

In an instant, countless intertwined moon-shaped slashes approached Ye Feng.

It's just that Ye Feng, who should have been cut to pieces, turned into an afterimage at this moment and disappeared in front of Black Death Mou.

"Breath of the Sun, Four Types, Magic Sun Rainbow!"

"It's useless, I've already seen your trick!"

Black Death Mu turned around abruptly, crying and slashing directly at Ye Feng's waist and abdomen.

However, at this moment, Ye Feng suddenly jumped into the air and launched a horizontal slash in an upside-down position.

"Breath of the Sun, Nine Shapes, Slanting Sun Turn!"

This knife was fast and fierce, straight to the neck of the black death!

This is already impossible for the Black Death Mou who has already launched an attack!

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