Spell: The Strongest Tyrant

Gojo Satoru actually survived, which was beyond Fushiguro's expectations.

He has no fear. If he can kill the opponent once, he will have the confidence to kill him a second time, until Gojo Satoru can never get up.

"reason of failure? The battle has just begun, kid!"

He drew out the Tennibobo with one hand and wanted to fight the proud man of this era again.

"Yeah? Yes!"

Gojo Satoru's state is really different. He looks crazy, like a madman, opening his hands as if to embrace the whole world.

Fushiguro said nothing, with a ferocious face, and continued to charge forward.

The incomparable physical body of Tian and Tyrant is there. It was displayed vividly at this moment. In just one breath, he was in front of his opponent. The Tennihobo in his hand turned into the most deadly weapon, constantly stabbing Gojo Satoru.

But the opponent really became very different, and he had already mastered the core of the curse..

When Fushikiji was completely unaware, Gojo Satoru completed the compression of space and detoured behind Fushiji at a faster speed than Fushikiji.

No, this was no longer speed, but instantaneous movement.

Move the starting point The distance to the end is extremely compressed, and you can cross several kilometers in one step, which is incredibly fast.

Even Fushiguro Shirley was shocked and speechless by Gojo Satoru's performance.

"reversal"

"Huh!"

Gojo Satoru aimed at Fushiguro Shire with one hand, stood upside down, and completed the reversal of the technique that he had never been able to successfully perform before. It was as simple as snapping his fingers, and a huge energy impact swept over like a huge wave..

All the cells in Fushihei's body sent out danger signals at this moment, causing him to immediately raise the Tennibo to resist, but he was still hit a hundred meters away.

"What a monster."

Fushiheiji hit the hard wall with his head, and blood was already flowing from the corner of his mouth. He was injured with just one blow, but he could still fight.

He could see that Gojo Satoru in front of him had evolved and mastered the power of the spell. The secret or the truth.

After knocking himself back with one blow, Gojo Satoru was not happy about it. He was intoxicated in the world of spells and spells. Apart from this, there was nothing else in his eyes.

"There is no problem with the bones. The impact just now was an unlimited inversion technique. The positive energy generated by the inversion technique was injected into the unlimited technique."

There is no limit to the Gojo family's art. The people who know the most about it, apart from the Gojo clan, are the Zenyuan clan.

Because the ancestors of the family once had a war with the ancestors of the Gojo clan, and both died together in the end. Therefore, in the history of the Zenyuan family, it is clear It records the spell information of the Gojo clan.

First, there is the power of blocking, the neutral spell with no lower limit.

Then there is the power of pulling, the strengthened spell with no lower limit, Cang

"Finally, the reversal of the technique that knocked me away just now, Heh! It's the force of the bounce."

From the perspective of attack methods, the spells of the Gojo clan are similar to the abilities of Tiandao Pain.

"Not a problem at all!"

Wow~

Fushiguro pulled out the Banri Lock, tied the Tennibo and started to spin, fusing the two magic tools together and using them.

The enemy was very strong, but he was still confident of defeating it.

"Kill you!"

Fu Hei Shi'er waved the Wanli Lock in his hand towards Gojo Satoru who seemed to be sleeping in mid-air.

"Why are you so persistent and Gojo Satoru."

At this time, he suddenly thought of the conversation between Luo Cheng and himself not long ago.

His answer at that time was to prove his worth to the Zen Yuan clan, and his existence was not meaningless.

But other than that, Fuhei Shi'er There is still one thing left unsaid.

He could have a premonition that Wu Jiao Satoru would become Luo Cheng's biggest enemy.

If he wanted to kill Wu Jiao Satoru, it would be over!

He waved the Wanli Lock, which was extremely difficult to control, and he His hand seemed to have eyes, like a spiritual snake, constantly attacking Gojo Satoru at tricky angles.

But it was useless.

Gojo Satoru had mastered the core of the spell, and his understanding of the power and spells had reached a completely new level. The height dominates the entire world of magic.

The best proof is that he easily conquered the magic reversal"H" that he had always been unable to master before.

As if he couldn't see the crisis, he twisted his body gently in mid-air, but it was strange. He neutralized all of Fushikiji's attacks.

Even when facing Fushikiji, a powerful enemy, he was not thinking about how to defeat his opponent, but about Riko Tenuchi, who was probably dead.

"Sorry, Tiannei, I am not angry for you now, nor do I hate anyone. I just simply feel that this world makes me extremely comfortable."

The sun is warm, the lake is clear, the breeze is comfortable, the insects are chirping and the birds are chirping, it's like a beautiful symphony......

Gojo Satoru devoted his whole body and mind to this world, immersed in it, and felt a sense of joy that he had never felt since he was born.

He was covered in blood, and the scar on his forehead that was punched by Fuheishi'er had not fully recovered. The scar was very scary.

But Gojo Satoru smiled at this moment, laughing from the bottom of his heart.

He pointed to the sky and the ground, completely ignoring the enemy.

"I am the only one in the world!"

This kid.

Fushihei gritted his teeth and could no longer take it easy. His overly sharp five senses made him aware of a big crisis. He forced him to attack desperately. There was a feeling that if he didn't kill Gojo Satoru immediately, everything would be over. Feel

"The advantage of a technique passed down from generation to generation is that there is an instruction manual, which reduces the need for detours."

"The disadvantage is that the information about the spells is easily leaked. You are from a Zen Academy family, so no wonder you know so much about unlimited spells."

"But what comes next, even among the Gojo family, is only known to a very small number of people."

At this moment, time seemed to have stopped. Gojo Satoru slowly raised his hand, pointed it in the direction of Fushiheji, and flicked it gently.

"Virtual style, 興!"

Buzz~

With one blow, it seemed that even the sky and the earth had changed color. Fuhei Shi'er sensed a great danger, but his body could not move.

No, it was not that he could not move, but that he had no time to dodge.

In a daze, Fuhei Shi'er looked When he arrived at his wife who had passed away, she was holding her newborn child with a happy smile on her face.

He knew that this was a revolving door.

The beautiful memories buried deep in the heart that a person recalled before he died were also regrets.

"do you died?"

Boom~

Huge fluctuations erupted. Gojo Satoru penetrated the Panxing Sect with just one blow, and of course Fushiguro's body was also included.

Wow~

Wanlisuo fell powerlessly, and Fushiguro fell from the world of memories. When I came back to my senses, I felt a pain, and half of my body was exploded.

"Any last words?"

"No."

Fuhei Shen'er lost, but his style remained the same, as if the person who died was not himself, but his opponent.

But immediately, he thought of his son who was about to be sold to the Chanyuan family.

Leave it to this guy, Maybe it would be better

"In two or three years, my child will be sold to the Chanyuan family, and it’s up to you to do with it."

"Also, don’t cremate my body so quickly."

Luo Cheng, if it were you, you would be able to see his most powerful technique through this scar.

I'd better leave this monster to you, Luo Cheng!

Take it, this is my last remaining"legacy" for you"

"I'll be waiting for you in hell, little brat of the Gojo family."After Fushikiji said these last words, he died completely. Before leaving this world, all he left to Gojo Satoru was a smiling face.

And the last"legacy" of the city.