The Otherworldly God

Chapter 436

The Heavenly God Sword and the Heavenly Demon Sword have been like twins since ancient times. They are constantly competing with each other, wanting to see who wins and who loses, and they are always arguing. But once they have to unite to face the outside world, they are never vague.

Mo Yu knew that he was different from Le Zheng Yuhua. The Heavenly God Sword was just sharpening him, and being angry was just because he was not motivated, and he wanted to force him. The Heavenly Demon Sword might betray him, and such a result would be unfair to him. So, Mo Yu decisively abandoned the Heavenly Demon Sword.

Le Zheng Yuhua looked at Mo Yu, and a glimmer of understanding flashed in his eyes. He knew very well that although the Heavenly God Sword and the Heavenly Demon Sword had different forms, their origins were the same, just like all things in the world, yin and yang coexisted, and neither was indispensable. If it was really as Zi Jin said, even if he was not the master of the two, he was still a close relative of the two.

"It's just as unfair that I have the gods in my hands and you have nothing."

Mo Yu heard this and smiled faintly. He waved his hand and said, "That's wrong. Everything in the world has its own way and strengths. Some people regard the sword as their soul. As long as the sword is there, the person is still. If the sword dies, the person dies. There are also people whose hearts are as calm as still water. Everything can be used as a weapon. It is better to have no sword than to have one. If you force someone to use his strengths that he is not good at, isn't that another form of injustice?"

"It's not that you don't use weapons."

"You're right. But what I'm best at is not the sword, and certainly not the folding fan."

After saying this, the aura around Mo Yu suddenly changed, and an indescribable power slowly rose from his body, as if even the air around him was trembling. Mo Yu finally sacrificed his own weapon, although it was not as good as the Jiuli artifact, the materials used were also among the best.

The whole body was emitting a dark purple glow, the blade was extremely sharp, as thin as a cicada's wing, yet extremely hard, with a strange arc on the edge of the blade. The handle was engraved with complex magic patterns, as if alive, extremely creepy.

"This is my weapon, the Shadow Black Scythe."

Mo Yu proudly introduced his weapon to him, but found that his expression was indescribably strange, as if he was disgusted, but also seemed not to have that intention.

"I suddenly feel that it would be more appropriate for you to wear black."

When Mo Yu heard this, his face immediately turned gloomy.

"I am the Demon Lord, it is not your turn to point fingers at me."

Mo Yu waved the shadow black sickle in his hand, and the magic pattern exuded a strange aura in the last sunlight when day and night changed.

Suddenly, his figure disappeared from sight as the earth fell into darkness. When Le Zheng Yuhua found him, the blade of the Shadow Black Scythe was already in front of him. Even though Le Zheng Yuhua reacted quickly and jumped back, his cheek was still cut.

Just as he dodged the attack in front of him, a chill appeared behind him. Le Zheng Yuhua saw that he could no longer avoid it, so he used the Heavenly Sword in his hand to block it, but it disappeared again.

Le Zheng Yuhua could only use all his senses and observe his surroundings vigilantly. Even so, he could not see Mo Yu's figure clearly. The attacks of the Shadow Black Scythe continued to come at him, and Le Zheng Yuhua was more or less injured.

When it attacked again, it was as if a dark purple snake opened its bloody mouth towards him. Le Zheng Yuhua dodged again, but his arm was still "bitten". The wound was quite deep, but he could ignore it for the time being.

Le Zheng Yuhua also understood that it was the magic pattern on the Shadow Black Scythe. It seemed to be able to distort the space and completely control the black jade, creating the most favorable combat space for him.

Just like the first attack, it seemed that Mo Yu took the initiative to attack, but in fact it was Le Zheng Yuhua who approached on his own.

Not only that, Mo Yu's attacks are constantly getting stronger and faster. The Shadow Black Scythe seems to be constantly absorbing the dark energy around it, and the dark purple light all over its body is becoming even brighter. The Jimen Wilderness is undoubtedly an excellent battlefield for him.

"It looks like a distortion of space, but it's not the case. Whether it's the effect of darkness on me or the magic pattern, my eyes are actually deceiving me."

Le Zheng Yuhua cut off a piece of clothing and covered her eyes. Mo Yu asked, "Are you humiliating me, or are you giving up?"

"Neither. It's clearer this way."

As soon as he finished speaking, the tip of Le Zheng Yuhua's sword stabbed over. Mo Yu hurried over, but his chin was still cut.

"This is impossible. It is undoubtedly the first time for him to see the Shadow Black Scythe. I have rarely used it in the human world. He actually saw through my moves in such a short time. Le Zheng Yuhua, who are you?" Mo Yu also cast a spell to block his eyes and said, "I am more familiar with the Jimen Plain than you are, and it is more on my side. Wouldn't it be too embarrassing for you to defeat me blindfolded?"

Although Le Zheng Yuhua couldn't see, she understood what he meant and replied with a smile: "Yes, you are destined to lose, but you won't lose too badly."

"I am only being modest. Don't misunderstand me and get carried away with pride. Le Zheng Yuhua."

"You have your geographical advantage, and I have my timing. Losing on the day of my immortality will be your best consolation."

"The day you become an immortal? Immortal race? You have become a race of your own. Don't be so arrogant."

"Don't worry, in the future, those who practice Taoism will transcend the limitations of the human race and no longer be gods. It would be good to become immortals."

"Limited by the human race? Oh, so you mean that I am not qualified to join your immortal race?"

"It really can't accommodate you. It's good for you to be the Demon Lord."

Mo Yu's face darkened and he waved the Shadow Black Scythe in his hand again and rushed forward.

Everyone was far away and couldn't hear what the two said, nor could they see their figures clearly, so when the sound of fighting disappeared, everyone in Le Zheng was worried about Le Zheng Yuhua. Most of the demons in the demon clan seemed to be sure of winning, and only a few strong ones or close ones noticed that Mo Yu did not have the upper hand, and they were worried about him.

It was not until the clash of weapons that everyone realized that the person they were worried about was still safe and sound. They all breathed a sigh of relief, but that was just a sigh of relief.

They knew very well that darkness was not friendly to Le Zheng Yuhua, especially tonight, it was particularly dark. They didn't know whether the moon had hidden or the Jimen wilderness was just so dark.

The two men continued to leave scars on each other, but Mo Yu soon discovered that the smell of blood in the air seemed a little strange.

In order to verify his idea, Mo Yu risked his life to check Le Zheng Yuhua's wound. Surprised, Mo Yu paused and the tip of Le Zheng Yuhua's sword was pressed against his throat.

"you lose."

Le Zheng Yuhua took off his clothes, put away the Heavenly Sword, and then cast a spell on Mo Yu, healing his wounds in an instant.

The wound no longer hurt, instead a warm current spread throughout the body. Mo Yu sighed, smiled helplessly, and lifted the spell on his eyes.

"This is the greatest injustice. How can I beat such an opponent? Your healing skills have reached such a level. Is it your own ability? Not only that, you are getting stronger in the battle with me. You are really terrifying, Le Zheng Yuhua. How much power is hidden in your body?"