As mixed-races, they naturally know the incredible ability of speech spirits brought by dragon blood. Each speech spirit has its own characteristics, but they have never seen such a terrifying spirit as soon as it appears.

The appearance of words and spirits.

"Fuck!!"

Fingel rubbed his eyes in shock on the spot.

He seemed to have seen a record of this kind of word spirit somewhere, but he couldn't think of the name now. He only remembered that the scene at that time gave him a deep sense of shock. The place affected by the word spirit was like a hell on earth.

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Yuan Zhisheng's pupils also shrank, and his heart was shaken.

Although his speech spirit was already at a high-risk level, he felt completely suppressed at this moment.

If Yanling is brought about by his dragon bloodline, and its power is directly proportional to the strength of the bloodline, then doesn't it mean that the bloodline of this ramen master is stronger than that of the emperor.

Is this really something that humans can achieve?

Yuan Zhennu was also moved and murmured silently.

Everyone subconsciously stepped back again, for fear of being affected by this terrifying forbidden word spirit.

The old man stood in the center of this black sun and recited obscure ancient testimonies. Although he was dressed in the white linen clothes of a ramen chef, at this moment he was like a solemn and solemn statue of a god standing in the light of flowing clouds and fire.

His expression was solemn, as if a god had come to earth to punish the devil and his army.

The whole place was extremely quiet, and everyone held their breath for the first time to witness this shocking scene like a god coming.

The black sun behind the old man began to rotate. Although the speed was slow, the surrounding air was attracted at an alarming speed. A violent hurricane was set off around him, and the broken buildings and accumulated water were swept towards the black statue by the storm.

day.

The surging group of dead waiters were also sucked away towards the black sun.

In fact, the moment Uesugoshi truly revealed the Word Spirit Black Sun, they were so frightened that they slowed down their own impact.

After all, they no longer have the control of the banging sound. In fact, to a certain extent, they just feel that the blood here is very delicious, and the will to rush over is only based on the natural thirst for blood in their minds.

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Dozens of snake-shaped deadliest warriors in the front row were forcibly attracted, and were instantly ignited by the high temperature of the black sun behind them. However, because the air around the black sun was thin, these deadbeaters would not burn quickly, even if they were also flammable.

Their bodies glow red, like burning pieces of charcoal.

Uesugi took one step forward, slashed the charcoal-burning dead warriors into pieces with a swing of his sword, and then when they touched the outer edge of the black sun, these pieces turned into snow-white ashes.

Seeing this horrific scene, the other deadpools grabbed hold of the surrounding dilapidated buildings, and even ran crazily backwards in the water, just to avoid being drawn into the engulfing range of the black sun.

The old man didn't care at all. He was walking in the stagnant water, walking in the frenzy of the Deadpools. He was like strolling in a courtyard, casually slashing at the Deadpools with his knife. They didn't even have a chance to resist.

It was chopped into pieces, then turned into snow-white ashes and rushed towards the black sun.

Not long after, white dust filled the air behind the old man, as if it was snowing.

At this time, Uesugoshi had transformed into a solemn-looking god of death. He was walking among these dead waiters. Wherever he passed, the dead waiters would only dare to crawl down, waiting for their bodies to be chopped off.

In fact, it's not that they are too scared to resist, this is just part of the reason. After all, when faced with death, humans will fight back violently, let alone these ferocious deadpools.

The reason why they don't dare is because in the realm of the black sun, a terrifying pressure pours down like a substance, suppressing these dead waiters without any struggle or resistance at all. This is different from the word spirit used by Yuan Zhisheng.

Kingship is another level of repression.

Gradually, the old man's blade cut faster and faster, even stirring up powerful wind and thunder. The two ancient knives in his hand were reflected red, and each slash brought out a dazzling red light, like two red dragons roaring.

"This, this, this..."

Fingel was so shocked that he was speechless.

Although he had witnessed this scene in the records, seeing it with his own eyes now, the shock made his scalp numb.

Yuan Zhisheng and Yuan Zongnu looked equally shocked.

They could feel the power of the dragon's blood surging in the old man's body better than anyone present. What a terrifying authority it was. It was like a real dragon roaring in the world.

At this moment, Uesugoshi is a god, comparable to a god in a human body!

If this was a war, even though Uesugoshi was single-handed, he was better than thousands of troops. Facing thousands of snake-like dead bodies, he directly pushed them all the way with overwhelming power.

Although there are thousands of evil ghosts, I will leave!

Even Deadpool, who only knew killing, was filled with fear at this moment in his ferocious golden eyes.

They wanted to escape from here as soon as possible, but they were restrained in place by the black sun. They could only watch helplessly as the god-like old man killed them with a knife.

Uesugi's gray hair was flying in the wind and rain, and he was dressed in a white linen ramen suit that was more like a hunting robe. He looked calm and confident, and his old eyes were filled with golden thunder.

Even Yuan Zhisheng was overwhelmed by the charm and charm exuded by the old man.

Because the ancient swords are exuded with the fiery aura of the Black Sun, it doesn't take long for these cultural relic-level ancient swords to break apart and immediately turn into dust and flow into the Black Sun.

There were ancient knives tied with oilcloth behind the old man's back. Whenever the ancient knives broke, he would pull out a new one from behind.

But with such violent slashes like his, the ancient swords were replaced faster and faster, until the last two ancient swords completely shattered into pieces in his hands, turning into snow-like dust and swept into the black sun.

"Old man, use mine."

"And mine."

Two voices came from behind.

I saw a blue long knife and a cherry red long knife shooting at the old man. The latter didn't even look back. He stretched out his hand and firmly held the two ancient knives handed down from ancient times.

Uesugi held the two swords in his hands, and did not attack immediately. Instead, he looked at the two swords and said in a deep tone:

"Knives are not just weapons for attacking each other, they can also fight side by side, unleashing cutting power far beyond your imagination!"

In an instant, the two swords roared wildly, like two angry dragons roaring.

Those dead servants were swept up in the frenzy of cutting, and turned into dust-like snow at a speed visible to the naked eye. The snow became more and more violent, and the old man's figure was almost drowned by the snow.

But the old man's words echoed in the ears of Yuan Zhisheng and Yuan Zhisheng for a long time. Their expressions were solemn, but a hint of complexity flashed deep in their eyes.

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Boom boom boom!

The violent cutting power surged like a raging tide, and the snake-like dead servants screamed in terror, ushering in their own doom.

Uesugoshi's slashes became more and more violent. Not only did he show no signs of exhaustion, but his whole body became more and more excited.

The whole body is like refined steel, and the cold rain hits it, causing thick white smoke to evaporate immediately.

The originally dry and old muscles became plump, the back was tattooed with ferocious tattoos of a sunrise and a giant dragon, and the originally old face gradually became younger.

The eyebrows and eyes were like knives, and the lines were as cold as a cutting blade.

The fierce ghosts and the eight Sheqi family members present were all shocked, as if they saw their dragon king and young master slashing and killing them with swords in the blizzard.

Yuan Zhisheng and Yuan Zhisheng were both shocked.

Because the image of the old man is so similar to them.

They stared blankly at the old man wielding a knife in the blizzard, no one knew what they were thinking in their hearts.

Ho ho ho!

Deadpool may also feel that there is no way to escape the fate of death, and each one of them is completely aroused.

They surged towards the old man like a frenzy.

But Uesugoshi was like a tough rock in the sea, completely unmoved. The black sun turned violently, and the surrounding building debris and accumulated water were once again swept up.

The old man's eyes were lowered, like a silent saint praying.

The two ancient swords handed down from ancient times in his hands began to slash again.

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Yagyu Shininryu.

The flow of Shinto without thoughts.

Heart shaped knife flow.

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Sword skills from handed down schools were displayed one after another.

These otherworldly sword skills, under the cover of the old man's dark sun, are more like gods launching desperate killings towards the human world.

The surrounding dilapidated buildings, icy rain, and countless Deadpool fragments all poured into the black sun behind the old man, and there was a blizzard between heaven and earth.

Fingel was completely shocked.

It can be said that this is the most powerful hybrid he has seen so far, except for his junior brother Lu Mingfei. It is estimated that even Anger may not be the opponent of this ramen master.

It's really too fierce.

In the realm centered on the black sun, whoever enters will die.

"Is this the power of the black sun..."

On the Tianwang Corridor of the Sky Tree, Lu Mingfei looked at the black sun rising in the blizzard below, and his eyes could not help but waver.
To be continued...