Yanyue Hokusai's offensive was even more violent than the long night on the edge.

He understood that Yanyue Hokage had now entered a serious state, but he did not expect that his so-called seriousness would be so fierce.

It's simply invading like fire.

The edge of the night was unable to complete the dress of the mecha under the strong offensive of Hiroyuki Hokusai, because he couldn't even find a chance to breathe.

Now he could only desperately use the huge pliers in his hand to resist Yanyue Hokusai's attack.

"Shuiyue·Soldiers!"

However, under Yanyue Hokusai's offensive, how easy is to resist?

With the whispers in Yanyue Hokage's mouth, the two swords in his hand seemed to be instantly coated with a coating made of grated gold, silver and jewelry in the world, becoming brilliant but dazzling, dazzling and dazzling.

"You can't handle this knife!" Even Xie Lan blurted out immediately after seeing this scene, and warned the edge of Changye. "The things contained in his knife are definitely not blocked by the Industrial Morning Star in your hand! Where is your black fog! Delete the origin! Use it quickly! Otherwise, your body will be broken here with your Industrial Morning Star!"

"It's really too much to describe a person's death by using a break." Border Night sneered, "But it doesn't matter, here... there is no need to use black fog!"

"Life Shield!"

"Bang!"

The white shield spread out around Changye's body at the right time, and successfully resisted the two sharp blades that Yanyue Hokusai cut off from the beginning.

"Shisheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshe

But soon after, I realized that the situation was not as optimistic as he thought.

His original idea was to take advantage of the three-second invincible time when the life shield resisted the attack of Yanyue Hokusai to change the mecha and launch a counterattack.

But now it seems that this does not seem to be as he expected.

Just as the sound of long nails scratching the blackboard sounded one after another in the martial arts field, the white life shield also showed signs of shattering due to the continuous downward pressure of these two sharp blades.

According to the estimate of the Edge Night, this life shield may not last for three seconds, and it may not be possible for even one second!

If this is true, it will be impossible for him to change his clothes and counterattack under such circumstances.

Because Yanyue Hokage would slash him with a knife before he finished wearing it at the edge of the long night.

"Damn it." Bian Changye cursed in his heart, "Sure enough, can't it be possible without black fog?"

Although he had admitted that he was a monster before, he still had some grudges about the use of Black Mist.

It not only originated from the previous words of Knight Slag, but also because of the overly powerful nature of Yanyue Hokusai as a pure human being.

The Fengchangye believes that if he easily uses his origin to him, he will be disrespectful to him.

But now it seems that respect seems far less important than life.

At least...it's not as important as your own life.

"Origin·Delete!"

Under the dual pressure of the blackboard scratching sound and the crack of the life shield, the long night on the edge finally released the wild and chaotic origin.

Countless black mist burst out from the body of the roaring Changye, like tentacles. They penetrated the life shield of the brink Changye, the huge pliers held by the brink Changye, and the long hair and clothes that Yanyue Hokusai had dispersed due to the strong offensive.

But it did not penetrate the bright sword as bright as snow.

"Shuiyue·Seeing the cut!"

Yanyue Hokage did not seem to show any confusion or even uneasy expression in front of the overwhelming black fog. He just silently held the Taidao in his hand and put in a pose that was difficult to see through.

"Hug きしぁた, the small universe in the heart——" (Hug tightly, the small universe in the heart)

However, at this moment, as a burst of enthusiastic electric guitar music sounded, a song that seemed to not belong to the world at all suddenly spread in the martial arts field.

The song is swaying and striking, making people feel excited and familiar.

"No, sorry!" Nangong blushed and clicked on his personal page, and then began to look for the close button in a hurry.

"Is this your reminder alarm?" Nangong Xiazai, who was beside him, asked calmly.

"Yes..." Nangong Zaye's face turned red, his voice was like a buzzing mosquitoes and flies, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it..."

"It's okay, but what kind of song is this? It sounds quite familiar." Nangong Xiazai asked.

"Is this song..." Nangong Zaye said embarrassedly, "This song is called Tianma Fantasy, it is the theme song of an animation almost a hundred years ago."

"Oh... Is that animation called Saint Seiya or something... I seem to have some impression." Nangong Xiazai nodded, as if he was trapped in memories.

"It's "Saint Seiya". I didn't expect you to have watched Dad." Nangong Zaye was a little surprised.

"I have seen no less than you." As he said that, Nangong Xiazai turned his gaze to the two people in the venue, "Don't stop playing, just keep it like this. They don't seem to care what we are doing, so that's all."

"Okay, OK." Nangong Zaye seemed to understand the meaning of Nangong Xiazai's words, so he also turned his attention back to the venue.

Against the backdrop of the song, the two men's figures seemed to be moving with the rhythm of the song. Every drum beat and every lyrics seemed to interpret their struggle.

"Saint Seiya! The boy はみんな——"

The tentacles of the black fog expanded and swayed, but they could not touch Yanyue Hokusai any minute. On the contrary, Yanyue Hokusai began to dodge along the trajectory of the black fog.

It's like using a bullet-proof operation in a barrage game. Although it's pleasing to the eye, it's extremely dangerous.

"Saint Seiya! A brave man of Tomorrow, Oh~yeah——"

The lyrics of each line sounded like praise for Yanyue Hokusai, but as for the long night on the edge, it seemed like he had become a villain in ordinary works. No matter how he stretched out the tentacles of the black fog, he could not do anything to the brave Yanyue Hokusai.

"Saint Seiya!ペカァスように——"

In order to prevent the Taidao in his hand from being stained by black fog, Yanyue Hokage was also controlling the Taidao in his hand while constantly moving his body to avoid the black fog on the edge of the long night.

The blade was wandering among the black fog. Yanyue Hokage was like a skilled worker who dealt with the black fog, constantly moving his body and weapons to the place with the least black fog. And surprisingly, he could always do this.

However, all the flashing and maneuvering are for the final end of that moment.
Chapter completed!