Counterattack of Infinite Supporting Characters

? "Wow..."

　　 No matter how strong the will is, it cannot replace everything after all!

　　 It's like Feng Mocheng has tried hard to hone his skills, but still can't be compared with those who reincarnate, let alone Liu Yumo now...

　　 With blood spit out from the mouth.

　　 Feng Mocheng didn't even see how Liu Yumo made his move. The whole person had been hit back severely and fell to the ground embarrassedly.

　　 The gap between the two is too big.

　　 even...

　　 didn't even know when the weapon in his hand was taken away.

　　 "This is your sword?"

Liu Yumo held the scarlet long sword in his hand, looked at it carefully, and then exclaimed: "The Xihe sword is similar to that of your brother. Is it called Liuhuojian? Is it to miss your early girlfriend? Called this name? I guess you must always hold your Liuhuo sword to miss your Zhang Liuhuo, right?"

　　 "What do you mean?!"

　　 Feng Mo City performed very freely. Even if he was defeated in one blow, he didn't mind at all, saying, "Huh, kill if you want, do you think the power of mere words can move me?"

　　 "Of course I can't move you!"

　　 Liu Yumo smiled and said: "I'm just wondering with some curiosity outside. What kind of longing and belief is needed to summon a dead undead back for life, and then attach it to my sword!"

　　 Feng Mo City: "…………………………"

　　 His pupils suddenly tightened, and he was shocked: "What did you say?! What undead...what sword..."

　　 Feng Mocheng furiously said: "You bitch, you are still thinking about messing up my mind, I tell you, you never want to succeed!!!"

　　 "Don't believe it? It's normal, I will make you believe... Anyway, there is still more time, let's do an experiment."

　　 A gust of wind blew on Feng Mocheng's body instantly...

　　 Feng Mocheng snorted, and his body flew up into the air, hitting a huge boulder heavily. He was already crushed by the force~ he could not move on the stone.

Liu Yumo held the Flowing Fire Sword and slowly walked towards Fengmo City’s throat... With an innocent smile on her face, she looked pure and innocent. Who knew that at this time she had already turned into the goddess of vengeance, Definitely let his enemies suffer the most cruel torture.

　　 Therefore, her movements are very slow, as if she is playing a fun game. She doesn't want the game to end soon, but hopes that the enemy will endure more internal torture.

　　 and gradually approached his throat with the Flowing Fire Sword...

　　 Feng Mocheng's expression was also full of anger from the beginning, and then turned into surprise, looking at the tip of the sword that he was so familiar with.

　　 There was an unspeakable depression in his heart suddenly, something seemed to be oppressing his heart.

　　 suddenly...

　　 Liuhuo Sword buzzed softly.

　　 seems to be screaming unyieldingly... unwilling to kill his master.

　　 Liu Yumo's movements have gradually become more difficult, and you can see that the strength she uses is gradually increasing, and it seems that something is hindering her progress.

　　 "You...this...what the **** is going on..."

　　 Feng Mocheng's face suddenly became frightened.

　　His breathing is getting faster and faster. The so-called firm mind before is disrupted by Liu Yumo in an instant. He is shocked watching his sword get closer and closer to his throat...

　　 He yelled: "Come if you want to come! Why play these tricks?"

Liu Yumo trembled with the Fire Sword in her hand, and she sneered: "I'm just laughing at your stupidity! Working hard to resurrect your girlfriend, but you don't know that your girlfriend has already become the sword spirit of the sword in your hand. …It’s ridiculous that your beloved is always by your side, but you don’t know it. When I found this through my brother, I was so ridiculous, and since then, I’ve been there. I made up my mind to let you die in the hands of your most beloved woman, and then I will seal your sword in a place where there is no sky forever."

The smile on her face became colder and colder, "In this case, even if it is the worst result, Yisu really has come, and he resurrected you, but he will never resurrect your flowing fire, because of her soul, you will never Can't find it!"

　　 Liu Yumo paused and said: "I want you two... to never meet in life and death!!!"

　　 The voice falls!

　　 The Flowing Fire Sword, which was only an inch from the neck of Feng Mo City, suddenly pressed down!

　　 Feng Mocheng closed his eyes and waited to die.

　　 didn't have the pain that I had imagined, only a crisp sound of the dyke, and a piece of warm object gently fell on his face.

　　He opened his eyes...

　　 Then saw a shocking scene.

　　 The magic weapon that was so tough that it had never been damaged before facing any magic weapon, the Flowing Fire Sword, broke directly in the middle, and the scarlet blade was falling on his face...

Liu Yumo showed a look of astonishment on his face, and said in surprise: "Is this... willing to self-destroy and not hurt his beloved man? Hey, it's really interesting, but it's a pity whether you want to hurt him or not. , Even if only Broken Sword is left, I can still kill him!!!"

　　 The expression on her face suddenly turned cold.

　　 said, only half of the broken blade was thrust down suddenly!

　　 Feng Mo City was suddenly pierced by a sword...

　　 directly spouted blood, and Feng Mocheng looked at the broken blade in shock.

　　 Why? The invincible Flowing Fire Sword would actually break on its own?

　　 It's impossible... Obviously I didn't see Liu Yumo doing anything with his sword!

What exactly is going on?

　　 Could it be...

　　What she said...is true? !

　　 Is Liuhuo really always by your side?

　　Otherwise...Why does this sword...can...

Feng Mocheng knew that this sword was just a mortal soldier, not an excellent weapon of a **** weapon, and there was no such powerful sword spirit in it. It was only worn on his body because it was a treasure handed down in his own family. After entering the plane of reincarnation, I named it Liuhuojian to miss the person in my heart, but now, why does it have such a bizarre performance?

　　Mingming is just a mortal iron that doesn't even have a sword spirit!

　　 "Of course it is true, in order to prevent you from resurrecting your girlfriend by any means, so I specifically found the soul of Zhang Liuhuo through the main god... what the main **** found, naturally can't be faked."

Liu Yumo smiled and loosened the hilt of the Flowing Fire Sword, looked at Feng Mo City whose heart was pierced, and smiled: "But now, you can also say that she is not here, because this time, she really is not. "

A cold smile was drawn at the corner of her mouth, and she said lightly: "It's... nowhere, and the fragile soul has lost its support. It should have dissipated between heaven and earth now? But this should be what she wants to see. After all... it’s better to dissipate on your own than to kill the one you like yourself?"

　　Feng Mocheng's pupils were instantly enlarged, even if he had been nailed to the ground by the Liuhuo Sword, he still yelled angrily, "Liu Yumo, I want you to die!!!"

　　 Regardless of the pain, he drew the broken sword from his chest...

　　 Splashing blood!

　　 Stabbed the blade that was still stained with his own blood towards Liu Yumo!

　　 But only halfway through...

The angry roar is like a deflated balloon, as if all the anger in his lungs has been vented out, stalemate in mid-air, staring at Liu Yumo... but after all, there is no strength to pierce it. Up.

　　 The last power couldn't support him to make a blow, and he was only halfway through... Feng Mocheng died because he vented all his vitality!

　　 keeps the action of holding the sword and stabbing.

　　 wide eyes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There is enough anger to burn everything, but more despair and pain.

　　 was told about all the cruelty before dying, and let myself witness the disappearance of my beloved to protect myself...

　　 Even Feng Mo City, who is ready to die calmly, cannot accept all this.

　　 Even if it's dead... after all, it's still dead! ! !

　　………………………………………………

　　 "Next, only me and you are left, Sister Kuroba."

　　 Liu Yumo looked back at Hei Yu, with a cruel smile in his eyes, "Now, it's time to tell me, how can I extract that drop of blood from you?"

　　 Kuroba smiled faintly, a smile appeared on his pale face, and sighed: "Thank you, Yu Mo..."

　　 Suddenly thanked Liu Yumo for a moment.