Super Comic System

"Then I'll let you taste what it's like to lose a loved one!" Masao Ozawa said grimly.

After finishing speaking, he raised the knife in his hand and slashed at Yun Ziyao's head, wanting Xiao Zimo to watch Yun Ziyao die in front of his eyes.

"ROOM!"

call out!

"Slaughterhouse!"

call out!

Xiao Zimo appeared next to Yun Ziyao in a teleportation, snatched Yun Ziyao under Masao Ozawa's astonished eyes, and let her hide in his arms, and Masao Ozawa's attack also random down.

Pooh!

A knife slashed on Xiao Zimo's back, and the sound of the knife cutting into the flesh was very clear.

And Yun Ziyao, who was in Xiao Zimo's arms, heard Xiao Zimo block the knife for her, her eyes couldn't help but widen, looking at the handsome face so close, her heart kept beating , and when seeing Xiao Zimo's gradually distorted facial features, Yun Ziyao finally recovered and looked at Xiao Zimo with distressed expression.

"I'm sorry..." Yun Ziyao buried her head in Xiao Zimo's arms, and tears as big as beans flowed down her beautiful face, making one look like she couldn't help but feel pity.

"I should be the one who said I'm sorry. If it wasn't for my negligence, I wouldn't have put you in danger." Xiao Zimo endured the pain and said, and hurriedly picked up Yun Ziyao's soft and boneless body, which was like A spring burst out from the spot, and in an instant, the person was already ten meters away.

"Wait here for me, don't go anywhere." Xiao Zimo put down Yun Ziyao, put his mouth close to her ear, and said in a hot breath.

Xiao Zimo's voice seemed to have infinite magic power, Yun Ziyao collected his mind, nodded to Xiao Zimo, walked towards the trees beside him, and hid wisely so as not to cause trouble for Xiao Zimo.

Stab it!

Xiao Zimo tore off the clothes on the back, and a green light enveloped his left hand.

Xiao Zimo slowly put his left hand on his back, and when the green light touched the wound, it immediately shot out a stronger and softer light, gradually wrapping his wound, and after a while , The wound that was still bleeding just now has scabbed over.

Slowly stretching back his right hand, Xiao Zimo tied the piece of cloth just torn from his right hand on his forehead, and looked at Masao Ozawa with sharp eyes like an eagle.

"You angered me, you can hurt me, but if you do something to someone I care about, I will never let you go!" Xiao Zimo looked at Masao Ozawa and said coldly.

"Hmph! Why didn't you think about this when you killed my son, but now you say that about me, don't you Chinese distort the facts like this?" Masao Ozawa snorted coldly.

When Yun Ziyao, who was standing by the side, heard Xiao Zimo say that she was someone he cared about, her heart, which had returned to normal beating, began to beat violently again. She couldn't help but put a touch of blush on her face. It was red all the way to the neck, and she looked at Xiao Zimo's back with charming eyes like silk, her eyes were full of tenderness and love.

"That's your own fault. I killed him as a matter of course." Xiao Zimo said word by word.

"Killing will pay for life, take life!"

Clang!

After finishing speaking, the blade of the knife in Masao Ozawa's hand flashed a cold light, as if a poisonous snake was staring at its prey.

Clang!

Ghost Cry also appeared in Xiao Zimo's hands.

call out!

A sword sounded, breaking the silence of each other.

"Food! But as you wish, I will eat it later!" Xiao Zimo said with a smile while looking at the ghost in his hand.

hum! hum! hum!

When hearing Xiao Zimo's words, Guiku's blade couldn't help but tremble, as if expressing its excitement.

"(⊙o⊙)" Yun Ziyao on the side couldn't help but widen her eyes when she saw this picture. She hadn't thought about how Xiao Zimo's ghost cry appeared in his hands at all, and she didn't know Xiao Zimo's ghost cry. Why can Zimo talk to his sword? Could it be that he has achieved the legendary unity of sword and man, bah, the unity of man and sword.

"Shadow Stream!" Ozawa Masao held the handle of the knife with both hands, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and a black gas wrapped around the knife.

"Jie!" Then Masao Ozawa spat out this person coldly, and the knife in his hand suddenly erupted with a black air that reached the sky.

With the wave of his hand, the black air wrapped around the knife immediately tore through the air, and flew towards Xiao Zimo.

boom!

Yun Ziyao at the side only felt a powerful aura rushing toward her face, mixed with extremely heavy smoke and dust, she could feel the strength of that aura, and Yun Ziyao immediately began to worry about Xiao Zimo's safety.

"One knife flow!" Xiao Zimo looked at the black air flying towards him at a very high speed, and slowly put the ghost cry in his hand across his chest, his eyes were calm, like a pool of stagnant water in an ancient well without waves. There was a slight ripple.

"Thirty-six trouble winds!" The blue veins on the arm bulged, and a blue gas wrapped around the ghost crying knife. Following Xiao Zimo's swing, a blue wave of sword wave turned into sword gas at an incredible speed. With the oncoming black air bursting out.

boom!

Thirty-six troubled winds directly swallowed Masao Ozawa's jie, and used the rest of his strength to fly towards Masao Ozawa again, as if to swallow him up too.

Clang!

Masao Ozawa slowly raised the knife in his hand, slashed at the oncoming blue sword energy, and made a metallic sound, and Xiao Zimo's Thirty-Six Worrying Wind was also struck by him. Slashed and annihilated in the air.

"Shadow Stream!" Masao Ozawa put the knife in his scabbard, and shot towards Xiao Zimo from the spot.

"Flash!" In the blink of an eye, the person had already appeared in front of Xiao Zimo.

"Draw your sword!"

Clang!

A stream of light shot out between the two, followed by a clear sword sound, and the corners of Xiao Zimo's mouth curled up.

He also inserted Guikui back into the scabbard in his hand, and with a shake of his right hand, Guikui's scabbard appeared in Xiao Zimo's hand.

"The Fire of Freedom!"

boom!

A stream of greenish-red gas wrapped around Guikui's scabbard.

"red lotus!"

boom!

As soon as the words fell, the ghost crying scabbard was immediately wrapped by two streams of gas, one green and one red, which looked extremely dazzling against the backdrop of the surrounding lush forests.

"Out of the scabbard!"

"Jian Xin is destined to break the cold light!"

call out!

The blade was unsheathed, and the surrounding air condensed for a while, creating cyclones in Xiao Zimo's footsteps. Without hesitation, he grabbed the hilt of Guikui's knife, and a gleam flashed in his eyes, watching Masao Ozawa's attack When he reached his eyes, he grinned, drew a saber flower in the air with a ghost cry, immediately clasped it with both hands, and swiped towards Masao Ozawa.

"Vulcan!"