Start a Dome

Countless fragments emerged, each fragment filled with terrifying death energy.

Xia Mo's voice shook Kawasaki Weixi's mind, she turned around and stabbed, only to find that her arm had pierced a simple mirror.

"what is this?"

boom!Boom!boom!

There was the sound of swords clashing in my ears, it was Hitomi Yagyu and the woman in kimono, the long swords in their hands were wrapped in black flames, looking at Miki Kawasaki who was confined by Fujiwara Suzuka's Yin Yang technique and Yunwaijing at the same time, Natsu Mo's pupils flickered black.

"Sword opening!"

"—— Instant dust!"

puff!

The terrifying sword intent contained sharp sword energy, and finally, the long sword wrapped around Hei Yan directly pierced Kawasaki Weixi's body.

Most of her body was destroyed by this opening sword move.

"Amazing."

"It's amazing, isn't it?"

Smiling at Fujiwara Suzuka, looking at Miki Kawasaki who disappeared in front of her, Xia Mo frowned.

When that sword pierced Kawasaki Miki's chest, it was blocked by something.

What exactly is that?

Xia Mo could vaguely feel that the thing that helped Kawasaki Weixi block the fatal blow had life...

Hell, 'pregnant' while in the hospital?

Smacking his mouth, Xia Mo looked at the woman in kimono and Hitomi Liu Sheng again.

Yagyu Kenichiro had lost all will to fight, and Yagyu Shizui, who had just recovered his memory, couldn't bear to attack his mother. Therefore, there was only this girl, Yagyu Hitomi...

The blades kept colliding, and Liu Shengtong's attack became more and more fierce.

Spiritual power like fresh blood was entwined on the blade of her Taidao, and she hadn't used her spiritual power until now.

Strong, really strong, she has surpassed her own father, Yagyu Kenichiro.

Clang!

The blade was bounced away, looking at the slender samurai sword that was cutting towards him, Hitomi Liu Sheng did not retreat but advanced, a strand of black hair fell, and blood-red spiritual power gushed out.

puff!

Turning back and drawing the saber, with a sudden swing, the blade turned into spiritual power cut the woman in the kimono by the waist.

"Hitomi..."

Gripping the samurai sword tightly, Yagyu Shizui bit her lip.

A large amount of resentment gushed out centered on the kimono woman, and under the repair of the dead air, the original fatal wound returned to normal, and the kimono woman's speed suddenly exploded.

boom!Bang bang bang!boom!

Dazed for a moment, Liu Shengtong subconsciously swung his knife and kept resisting.

Black resentment rolled, and in the dark library, one after another evil spirits that should have been completely out of their wits appeared.

The Ayano family, Mochizuki siblings, Takabayashi Ikuo, these dead souls looked at the living people present with resentment.

"Well."

Looking at the undead summoned by the woman in kimono, Hitomi Yagyu tilted her head.

Blood-red spiritual power gushed out from her sword and turned into two figures.

One of them was the woman with white hair holding two double knives, and the other was a... woman in a black suit with scars on her face holding two submachine guns? ? ?

"Modern weapons?!"

These two figures transformed from spiritual power rushed towards the evil spirits, and Hitomi Yagyu and the woman in kimono faced each other again.

boom!Bang bang bang!

puff!

Forcibly shifting her body, let Yagyu Hitomi's samurai sword pierce her shoulder, looking at Yagyu Hitomi who was a little surprised, the woman in kimono held the slender tachi instead.

She wanted to cut Liu Shengtong's neck off.

Clang!

The slender samurai swords joined each other, gripping the handle tightly, Yagyu Shizui said softly: "Yagyu Feitianliu!"

Bang bang bang bang!

Countless afterimages attacked the woman in kimono.

Not far away, Xia Mo subconsciously stopped.

He shook his head lightly, with helplessness and joy in his eyes: "This girl, I still can't do anything."

With that knife, Hitomi Liu Sheng could kill the woman in kimono.

She hesitated.

Looking at his sister indifferently, the blood-red spiritual power enveloped Liu Shengtong's thin body.

puff!

The blade pierced the chest of the woman in kimono, turned around, drew the knife, and Hitomi Yagyu's eyes flickered red.

puff!

Blood splashed and splashed on the girl's white face.

Looking at the woman in kimono with her eyes wide open, Hitomi Liu Sheng stretched out her hand and gave it a light push.

Tick ​​tock!

第240章-Misaki

A tear fell down her cheek, and the woman in kimono stared blankly at her two women, before being embraced by Kenichiro Yagyu.

It was icy cold, extremely cold.

A large amount of resentment spewed out from her body, and the crazily twisted negative consciousness was enough to make anyone collapse.

Even so, Yagyu Kenichiro hugged her tightly.

"Xia Mo... what's wrong?!"

Misaki Fujioka's terrified voice came from beside her ears, and the ground she was standing on began to shake violently.

"The owner of the space left, in other words, the entire space lost its support and began to break and disintegrate."

"Yun Wai Jing!"

Bright fragments emerged from Xia Mo's body and turned into a huge mirror.

Yunwaijing girl appeared in the mirror.

"Is there a way to leave with others?"

After a little hesitation, the Yunwaijing girl nodded: "Yes!"

"Well, let's take the others out of here first."

Xia Mo's gaze refocused on Yagyu Kenichiro and the woman in kimono, forcibly fused different souls, and the spirit body suffered great damage, although his death energy could keep the soul...

"Tsk, why am I hesitating, this is Tong's mother!"

The black glow flickered, and a large amount of black energy gushed out centered on Xia Mo, all rushing towards the woman in kimono.

The quaint cloud mirror sucks in all the creatures who strayed into the world of the 'dead', such as Misaki Fujioka, Izumi Akazawa, and Haruna Mikami.

"Let's go."

Putting down the ancient book in his hand, Fujiwara Suzuka looked at Xia Mo and Yagyu Hitomi calmly.

"Walk."

With a flick of the sword, the two figures beside Liu Shengtong turned into blood-red spiritual power again, and merged into her sword.

"Hitomi..."

Ignoring Yagyu Shizui, Yagyu Hitomi glanced at Xia Mo expressionlessly, then calmly walked into the passage opened by Fujiwara Suzuka's shikigami, Kagami.

"This place is about to collapse, what's the matter, let's talk about it when we go back."

On the one hand, he was impatient with Kasuga Yeqiong, and on the other hand, he wanted to ask Yun Waijing about something, Xia Mo said calmly.

"Ah."

Holding the slender samurai sword, Yagyu Shizui looked at her parents complicatedly.

Everything became pitch black and eventually returned to nothingness.

......

"Ok?"

Looking around, Xia Mo blinked at the familiar classroom of class three, grade two.

Why are you still here?

"Yun Wai Jing?"

There was no echo, and Yun Waijing disappeared again.

"Tsk."

The dark dead air wrapped around Xia Mo's arms, and he was about to forcibly break through this space.

"Wait a minute."

Some gentle voices made him stunned.