League of Legends: Peerless Sword Demon

The cold wind is howling and the snow is falling. It's been months since Mo Yu came to Shadow Island. The days have entered winter again. Since the last time he defeated Elise and implanted the Blood Mark and turned it into his own men, Mo Yu hadn't continued to challenge the rest of the Shadow Isle. Instead, he stayed quietly in the palace of the weeping abyss.

Every day, I sit quietly by myself, not knowing what I am thinking.

Mo Yu stood quietly in the center of the ice sculpture square in front of the Ice Crystal Palace of the Wailing Abyss. Countless strange-shaped ice sculptures stand. Mo Yu stood quietly in the center. With my eyes closed, I don't know what I'm thinking.

Mo Yu is thinking, thinking about everything about himself. Since coming to Shadow Island, his strength has been greatly improved. Even the previous headache has been perfectly solved.

This should have been a very happy thing, but Mo Yu frowned. Although he is getting stronger and stronger, the opponents he has encountered are also not weak, and they can even be said to be more powerful.

His invincible killings in the past have been repeatedly frustrated since then. Not to mention hurting others, one's own killing is often easily broken.

Take your own sword-drawing slash, for example. Although, Mo Yu later increased the power of the Drawing Slash, combining his Purgatory with Yongen's Condensation, and obtained the Drawing Slash-Purgatory-Ningguang. It stands to reason that this should be more powerful. However, the truth is that this trick is even worse than the previous one.

No, it should be said that the opponents I have encountered are getting stronger and stronger. Although he has increased the power of this move, for a true master, this method of attacking in a large area is actually useless at all.

A true master is often able to use every trace of energy in his body perfectly. The sub's drawing slash looks like it's pretty powerful, but. Not to mention that the speed is not fast, more importantly, the attack surface is scattered.

The reason why Mo Yu didn't challenge other masters in the Shadow Island was not that Mo Yu was afraid, but that Mo Yu wanted to sort out everything he had learned. Omit skills that you don't need or can't keep up with, or combine them.

In previous battles, it seemed that he had a lot of moves, but there weren't many of them that were really useful.

The 'whew' wind became even stronger, and the snowflakes fell, enveloping the ink feathers.

Mo Yu quietly thought about everything about himself. In Ionia, he learned the art of resisting the winds and understood what the way of nature was. Later, when he went on a rampage, he was able to use the power of flesh and blood, which was the second power he possessed, and it was also the most powerful and mysterious power he possessed so far. I still haven't fully understood this force.

Finally, it is the dark power that he comprehended in the Shadow Island at the crisis of fusion.

The wind is easy-going, furious, sharp and tearing all things, easy-going and dancing in the world, darkness, representing devouring, representing evil, but there is another kind of beauty. Blood is the foundation of the survival of all things in the world。。。。。。。

Suddenly, Mo Yu moved, from static to moving, without a trace of disobedience.

"Wow"

The purple sword came out of its sheath, caressing the snow and the cold wind. Mo Yu was so quietly wielding his long sword under the snowy square.

There are no cumbersome sword moves, no brilliant sword light, and no coldness. Still wielding the long sword in the middle of the week so casually. If you look closely, Mo Yu is closed.

Take the heart as the eye, and the body moves with the heart. Use your own heart to perceive everything in heaven and earth, and use your own heart to appreciate your own mysteries.

"Take the heart as the eye, the body moves with the heart, everything is silent, the dark sky is dark... Dark Mystery - Dark Sky Wave Eye"

There was a sudden silence between heaven and earth, and the originally bright sky suddenly darkened... "Xiu Xiu' Dao Dao purple sword qi flew up and down.

"Wow"

I don't know when,A huge eye without the slightest emotion appeared in the sky above Mo Yu.。。

"Nirvana: Dark Blood - Killing Gods and Demons"

The purple long sword in his hand changed to a strange arc. A huge suction force was launched with Mo Yu as the center.

"Boom Boom"

The surrounding ice sculptures slowly flew towards Mo Yu, but before they could fly in front of Mo Yu, they were shattered by the purple sword qi around them.

Slowly, as the long sword continued to swing, a dark purple ball of light began to slowly form, with a little golden light in the dark purple.

"Burst"

A soft snort. Dark purple balls of light flew out with the swing of the long sword. It seems to be slow and urgent...

The ball of light struck a giant icicle. There was no earth-shattering explosion, no dust flying in the sky, just such an eerie silence, huge icicles, gone.

"Nirvana: Darkblood – Wind Dance"

Whew, the wind is blowing, a slight cold wind begins to sweep the earth, slowly, the breeze becomes a cold wind... Whew.

Eventually, a huge tornado slowly formed, and as the sword swung it, the tornado walked left and right, as if it had been manipulated by the sword.

"Woohoo"

Suddenly, a series of wind blades appeared from the tornado, and the wind blades swept the entire square, and the ground was devastated ... Call.. It came and went quickly, and the tornado disappeared so abruptly at some point.

"Mystic: Dark Blood - Wind Eater"

"Whew"

The purple whirlwind began to slowly form around Mo Yu, and if you perceive it carefully, you can find that everything around Mo Yu is being swallowed by the purple whirlwind. The purple whirlwind seemed to be a huge barrier at this moment, blocking everything around Mo Yu. Like a loyal guard, the guardian of everything in Mo Yu.

"Super Nirvana: Dark Blood - Blood. Wind. Darkness - Towards the sky"

At some point, the wielded purple sword had been put into its scabbard by Mo Yu. The body squatted slightly. His hand gripped the hilt of his sword tightly. A cold snort.

The sword was quickly unsheathed. One knife, the wind howling, two knives, blood surging, three knives, heaven and earth are silent...

After three swords, Mo Yu stood quietly. The Sword of the Ruined King also quietly returned to its scabbard. Long hair as white as snow flew wantonly behind him. Dressed in black, it was even more cold.

Slowly opened his eyes, no longer the previous indifference, but full of emotion. With a flash of light, his eyes were once again covered with indifference. Mo Yu exhaled softly.

"From now on, you will be called—Hurricane Dark Blood。。。。。 "_

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