Countless tiny crystal particles sensed Mulan's summoning, emitting slight magic blue energy from each other, rushing away the suppression of air and gravity, and flying around the Ghost Warrior Palace.

At this moment, the crystal dust in the sky shone brightly with dazzling blue light, riding on the flowing wind and surrounding the figure, gathering the most dazzling side together and casting it towards the ghost warrior Miyamoto who was surrounded in the center of the red douma armor.

At this moment, the evil ghost's face twisted stiffly. Facing the blue light of crystals sprinkled all over the sky, the ghost warrior Miyamoto could only grin and stood still. The crystal dust that was pressing from all directions could not be avoided. He could only take the sword dancer Mulan's move - he had no way to retreat. Feeling the light shining on his body, the ghost warrior Miyamoto's whole body became burnt unconsciously. He held the long sword in his hand tightly, and a sharp luster appeared in his ferocious eyes.

After a blink of an eye, the voice of the sword dancer Mulan floated from the air - "Crystal Sword Dance!" - When the sound fell, the crystal dust in the sky flew from every angle in the void to the ghost warrior Miyamoto at the center point. The shining crystal dust seemed to be countless tiny swords, with their brightest sharp edges, and pointed the enemy's heart at the same moment. But the ghost warrior Miyamoto certainly would not sit and wait for death.

"Wu Shuang!!!" The evil ghost's face made a sharp roar. The ghost warrior Miyamoto intersected the swords in his hands and slashed out with all his strength. The sword edge of Zangdong and Qiu Qi cliff intensified the most violent whirlwind in the rapid friction. The huge, red whirlwind swirled up from the ghost warrior Miyamoto's heart and swept towards the sky crystal Chen with a terrifying power. "Let my whirlwind completely devour your crystal Chen!" The ghost warrior Miyamoto roared in a hoarse voice. He wanted to use this strongest whirlwind to resist the omnipresent sharp edge of the sky crystal Chen and resist the fatal counterattack from Mulan's Jedi! He was confident that his strongest unparalleled whirlwind would definitely block this attack, and the heavy high wind flowed together.

In an instant, he swept away countless crystal dusts, bringing the ghost warrior Miyamoto a moment of vitality. He already knew that his attack could not defeat the crystal stone, but that moment of opportunity was enough! As long as there was a whirlwind to drive away the crystal dust, he could seize the opportunity to kill Mulan with one blow, and that moment, it was enough! However, the fact was not as he thought. He finally underestimated the power of Mulan's most powerful trick, the "Crystal Sword Dance". When the red whirlwind swirled, its powerful power only swept the crystal powder for a very short time, less than a minute and a second interval. Just the moment after the ghost warrior Miyamoto took a breath, countless crystal powder broke through the siege from the rewinding high wind.

The crystal dust in the sky bloomed with the most dazzling light, and with their brightest sharp edges, it tore the whirling huge whirlwind. From the perspective of the sword dancer Mulan, the dazzling blue light swallowed the entire red whirlwind in the moment of reversing, submerging the ghost warrior Miyamoto's last move. The evil eyes froze, and the ghost warrior Miyamoto's face was cold for a moment. Standing at the center point, he felt the dazzling light coming from all directions, illuminating his faint trembling fighting spirit at this moment. The dazzling edge splashed down, and the dazzling light bloomed flat on the ground. The crystal dust in the sky surrounded Miyamoto's Musashi in an instant light and fire!

——And at this moment, Miyamoto Musashi's eyes were hollow, as if everything in front of him had become ethereal. However, a ball of fire ignited. From the corner of Miyamoto Musashi's eyes, there were flames, orange-red, scorching, and flames. From the corner of his eyes, he kept towards his entire eyes. What was ignited? Miyamoto Musashi didn't know, he was surprised why the flames suddenly ignited.

He felt that what he saw was a little unbelievable, but he felt that the flame was extremely real, so he turned his head and wanted to see what was burning. But when he turned around, he saw that everything around was burning, houses, fields, bridges, road signs, everything was screaming in the fire, torn apart by the flames, burning by the flames! Miyamoto Musashi turned his head suddenly, but saw that there was also a large fire in front of him, burning endlessly, flapping, and howling.

Why? Why is this? Where did this flame come from? When did it burn? Miyamoto Musashi opened his eyes wide, his pupils froze, and he didn't understand where the fire came from. It was not until a long-lost smile appeared in his empty eyes that he suddenly remembered that he had a completely enlightened realization. This flame did not suddenly burn, but it kept burning since Fuso five years ago. It burned Fuso, but

Miyamoto was not burned. The flames remained in Miyamoto Musashi's heart. It was burning, spreading around Miyamoto Musashi, burning endlessly! This is Miyamoto Musashi's nightmare! The smoke on the shadow of the flame was constantly rising, dyeing the pure sky black. The scorching air rushed from all around, burning Miyamoto Musashi's skin. His face was covered with water stains, and his whole body was covered with sweat in the high temperature. He was frozen in his pupils, fearing in the fire, and losing his mind in the fire.

He buried his head in pain and saw that even the deep earth was burned red by the fire. Dried blood was even solidified on the scorched soil. Miyamoto Musashi frowned heavily. He could never accept all this, and could not accept the fire he faced when he returned from fame. He could not accept that the fire burned his hometown and hometown, and even burned his only lover to death. This fire would be his eternal nightmare, and he could not let go or accept it. He had to take revenge, find the sinner who destroyed Fusang and killed his family, and avenge him! In the fire that spread throughout Fusang, he could only believe that there was still a rest in one place and could not be affected by the flames - the Yin-Yang Valley of the Ghost Workers. So he got up from the scorched earth of the red, gasped for a breath of remaining air, and wade through the scorched flames, and went to the most mysterious secret realm of Fusang, Yin-Yang Valley.

Sure enough, as he guessed, even though the sea of ​​fire could spread throughout Fusang, it could not burn into the Yin-Yang Valley. With the last hope, Miyamoto Musashi used the Akira Cliff Hiroshiro to unlock the seal of Yin-Yang Valley, but when he stepped into the valley, he still faced a cold death. Although the sea of ​​fire avoided the sea of ​​fire, the ghost craftsman could not escape this death disaster. The ghost craftsman also died. In this disaster under the sea of ​​fire, no one in the entire Fusang was spared, and the only thing that survived was Miyamoto Musashi who happened to go out for a decisive battle.

Perhaps there are other survivors. Everyone will have this idea, and it is true, but Miyamoto Musashi doesn't think so. He doesn't care whether there are survivors of Fusang in this world. He only knows that the entire Fusang is ruined.

(End of this chapter)

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