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"Ghost Eyes" and "Thunder Sword" have always been known as the two hallmarks of Kaminari-ryu swordsmen.

And compared to the "Thunder Sword" that almost every Kamiura-ryu disciple can master, the "Ghost Eye" that is only spread among Shinden disciples is undoubtedly more representative.

According to legend, a swordsman who awakens his "Ghost Eye" can gain power comparable to that of ghosts and gods in a short period of time.

Therefore, in the inheritance of Shenming style, "Ghost Eye" is almost synonymous with power.

As soon as "Tsuruko Aoyama" came out, his offense and defense were reversed almost instantly.

The white imperial sword flashed with blue-white lightning, and a terrifying thunder and lightning sky net was intertwined under the ghostly figure.

The lightning triggered by these auras naturally has evil-destroying properties. Once the demonic aura emitted by [Demon Sword Hinata] is touched, it will emit green smoke and melt like snowflakes touching a red-hot iron. "Motoko Aoyama" is like the power of God there. The thunder sword energy that descended into the world was retreating steadily, and it kept making roars and screams that were not like human beings.

"This... this is impossible! He's obviously just a Shenying-style exorcist, how could he be so strong?"

Rather than being fused with the memory of [Demon Sword Hinata], it is better to say that "Motoko Aoyama"'s consciousness has been completely suppressed by [Demon Sword Hinata], and the whole person has completely become an unconscious puppet controlled by the Demon Sword.

In the somewhat chaotic memory of just waking up, she vaguely remembered that she had been besieged by hundreds of exorcists. Although she was eventually sealed due to being outnumbered, in her eyes, each of those exorcists individually was a They are just ridiculous little bugs that can be easily crushed.

Now she was actually injured by an insect she never cared about, and even felt the threat of death. How could she not be frightened and frightened? !

The wandering lightning is like huge thunder wings, and countless small arcs of electricity are constantly hitting the surrounding branches and the ground, making "Tsuruko Aoyama" in the center of the lightning look like the mythical God of Thunder.

"It's not that I am too strong, but that you have become weak... Demon Sword Hinata, you are no longer the great demon you were in your heyday hundreds of years ago. Of course, I will not give you the chance to absorb human energy to regain your strength. "

"Aoyama Tsuruko" slowly shook the divine sword in his hand, and the dazzling lightning dragged out an arc-shaped afterimage in his field of vision.

Suddenly, a terrifying bolt of lightning seemed to strike down from the nine heavens, instantly engulfing the pretty figure holding the divine sword high.

The earth shook.

The soil on the surface was lifted up layer by layer, rising, cracking, and shattering in the dazzling light.

The branches and leaves of the trees shone brightly like neon under the surging current, quickly withered, carbonized, and then ignited clusters of torches.

——The Mystery of the Divine Call Style, True Lightning Sword!

"No--"

The ghost eyes of "Motoko Aoyama" finally showed unconcealable fear, and the dark mist of demonic energy surged rapidly, turning into a hundred-meter-long black python, raising its ferocious head towards the divine thunder falling from the sky.

Lightning-like white light instantly illuminated the neon-lit night sky of the New East Imperial Capital, and a few seconds later a thunderous sound rolled past in all directions.

When everything fell silent, the landscape of the entire battlefield had been completely changed by the strike that was like the power of God.

Where the lightning struck, a large piece of the originally wooded hillside was gouged out, and everything within sight was covered with charred grass and trees burning with blazing flames.

In the middle of the battlefield, in a circular pit half as tall as a person, "Motoko Aoyama" with her whole body holding a sword-waving posture with both hands, her fair skin can be seen with burn marks everywhere, and her knees are deeply sunk into the soil. .

A white divine sword fell from behind, and the cold blade gently pressed against her throat.

"Demon Sword Hinata, give you one last chance to leave the body of my sister Motoko, otherwise I will destroy you both physically and mentally."

"Motoko Aoyama" coughed out a mouthful of blood, and a bleak smile appeared on her face.

"I didn't expect that hundreds of years later, there would be a powerful swordsman like you in the Shenming style. Even in the era when the exorcists were shining brightly hundreds of years ago, your strength was enough to become the most dazzling one. Xing... I won't lose."

After saying that, billowing demonic energy continued to pour out from all parts of "Motoko Aoyama"'s body, gradually submerging into the black demonic sword.

Bang!

The demon sword fell to the ground, and "Motoko Aoyama" fell forward like a scarecrow that had lost its support.

"Motoko!"

"Aoyama Tsuruko" hurriedly reached out to catch "Aoyama Motoko"'s body.

"Sister... I'm sorry..." "Motoko Aoyama" opened her eyes with difficulty.

"never mind."

"Tsuruko Aoyama" had a warm smile on his face that could melt away all the coldness.

"I'm really sorry, because - I lied to you!"

Hearing these words, "Qingshan Hezi" was suddenly startled. He lowered his head and met a pair of black and white demonic eyes!

Oops!

"Aoyama Tsuruko" subconsciously wanted to push "Aoyama Motoko" away, but it was too late. "Aoyama Motoko" grabbed her head instead, and her four red lips stuck together firmly.

"Uh-don't..."

As black demonic energy that was like substance continued to pour from his mouth, "Aoyama Tsuruko"'s consciousness became increasingly blurred, and his struggle became weaker and weaker. UU Reading www.uｕkanshu.net

Finally, when the black demonic energy stopped gushing out, "Aoyama Tsuruko" suddenly raised his hand and gently pushed away "Aoyama Motoko" hanging in front of him.

The black demonic sword on the ground trembled a few times, and flew into the slender and graceful palm of "Qingshan Tsuruko" as if inspired.

A charming smile gradually appeared on the corners of the bright red mouth.

"Such a powerful spiritual power and essence, this is the body I want... As long as I absorb enough human essence, I can regain my original power!"

"Qingshan Tsuruko" stepped lightly on her toes, leaping onto the branches of a dead tree like a red and white bird, looking at the bright lights in the direction of the New East Imperial Capital with her strange ghost eyes, her pretty face Showing a hint of intoxication.

"The world seems to have become more prosperous. With so much energy, I will definitely be stronger this time than a hundred years ago..."

Suddenly, "Aoyama Tsuruko" swayed and fell from the top of the tree as if he had lost his footing. He half-knelt on the ground and held his forehead with his hands, the expression on his face constantly changing between pain and resentment.

"Damn it... This woman has such strong willpower that she was able to regain some control over her body. Unfortunately, it was just a meaningless death struggle."

Click——

The crisp sound of a dead branch being broken by someone resounded in the dark forest.

"who?"

"Qingshan Tsuruko" slashed out with his sword, and the black crescent-shaped sword energy dragged out a long and narrow groove on the ground. The wind pressure brought by it instantly extinguished the flames on the ground along the way.

A black figure crossed the flying sword energy and floated quietly under the moonlight-shrouded night.

"It actually possesses the body of "Tsuruko Aoyama". The result is not quite what I expected..."

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