League of Legends: Peerless Sword Demon

The night is boundless, I don't know if it's because of Wukong's arrival that Mo Yu's mood is slightly relaxed, or something else. Finally, there was a glimmer of light in the sky - it was moonlight obscured by dark clouds.

Under the moonlight, the white hair shone softly. Mo Yu quietly looked at Wukong in front of him, and the killing and bloodshed around him did not affect Mo Yu at all.

"Wukong, no need to say more. We always have to fight. Come on, let me see how much progress you've made over the years!!"

Raising his right hand slightly, a purple light slowly emerged. Then it was like an invisible giant hand kneading. The purple light slowly elongated, and finally formed a purple slender sword. This is the appearance of the Dolan sword. Perhaps, this is also a kind of memory for Mo Yu, a memory of the time when the four of them cultivated together.

The world-shattering demon sword Chi Yuan is quietly hanging from Mo Yu's waist at this moment. After all, the power of the Chiyuan Demon Sword is too strong, even Mo Yu, who is the owner of the Demon Sword, cannot completely guarantee that he can be completely controlled, of course, this is not the reason why the time of the Red Abyss is too short.

Once the Red Abyss Demon Sword is unsheathed, it will bring with it a layer of realm-like scorching heat. Mo Yu can't guarantee that he won't hurt Goku if he uses the Red Abyss Demon Sword. That's why he used his own blood to condense a long sword. It's not just to remember the past, but also to be afraid that Goku will be hurt.

Regardless, Goku is Mo Yu's friend. The only friend now. No matter how much Mo Yu changes, no matter how indifferent his heart is. No matter how he cut off the past, Mo Yu always left a trace of light in his heart - this is a beautiful memory of the past. It's not that Mo Yu said that he could erase it. After all, no matter how Mo Yu was affected by the demonic blood, he was always a person.

Even though he became a half-human, half-demon body in one fell swoop, deep down, Mo Yu always thought that he was still a person. Although, this person is a little cold. But it can't be denied that Mo Yu has never stripped himself out of the human category.

After many years, there are only two of them left in the once Ionian trio. Moreover, Yasuo is always looking for the murderer. If you really want to say it, you can only be regarded as Mo Yu alone.

Especially former friends, loved ones. Now only Goku is left. Back then, Wukong was very good with Mo Yu.

"Okay!! if you win. I'll leave !!!."

Wukong finally calmed down, as for the excitement before, it was not for Ionia, but for Mo Yu's current heart. This can be regarded as a kind of mentality that hates iron but not steel. In Wukong's heart, the three of Mo Yu are the best true friends, and the only friends in this world.

For Ionia, Goku is nothing more than a duty to protect, or rather, a mission. Wukong himself didn't have any sense of belonging to Ionia, especially when he knew that it was Mo Yu who led the people to attack Ionia this time.

Mo Yu's character, how could Wukong not know.

"Huh"

A stick was struck, and the sound of breaking the sky instantly rushed to the sky, turning into a flexible and sharp golden shadow, and the poisonous snake generally slashed at her, the black shadow was just a golden one at the beginning, and in a moment, it had turned into a trillion, everywhere, sealing all the retreats of Mo Yu!

"Huh. . . "

With a chuckle, he didn't have the slightest fear in the face of the attacking stick shadow, and pointed at his long sword. "Ding" sound. The sky was dark again.

I saw Mo Yu holding a long sword, and the tip of the long sword was a golden long stick.

The corners of Mo Yu's mouth took up an arc, and unlike the previous mocking smile, this time it was indeed a smile from the heart. The indifferent cheeks seemed to be like a melting glacier, warm and gentle. I don't know how long Mo Yu hasn't laughed like this.

The stick shadow in the sky just now was just a bluff, for Mo Yu's familiarity, how could Wukong not know that such a move had no use for Mo Yu? However, Wukong was still useful.

Just when the long sword was against the tip of the stick, the force coming from the long stick also let Mo Yu know Wukong's heart. No matter how he changes, Goku always regards himself as a friend.

With a twist of his wrist, the long sword staggered the golden long stick, and stabbed towards Wukong in a hurry.

"Ding!!

The long sword kept waving, and in an instant, Wukong's surroundings were shrouded in a purple sword shadow, and the purple light flashed slightly in the moonlight, which was beautiful...

Long swords and long sticks kept clashing together in the air, and they let out a cry of gold and iron in discomfort. However, the two of them didn't perform any special killings, but they were just fighting with the most basic moves that were so common.

If it's a bit unreasonable to say that it's a battle, it's more appropriate to say it's a competition.

The shadow of the stick is in the sky, the shadow of the sword is dazzling, and if the two are fighting, it is better to say that they are performing. Even if Wukong didn't want to fight Mo Yu, the two of them belonged to different camps after all. It is necessary to make an appearance ...

"Ding"

A crisp sound sounded again, and then the brilliant sword shadow and the stick shadow in the sky all disappeared. On Goku's neck rests silently on the tip of a purple sword.

Even though neither of them used their true strength, Goku still lost...

"Goku. You've lost!!"

Mo Yu said softly...

"yes. . . I still can't compare to you??" Wukong's face was dejected, although he didn't use his real strength, and he could even say that he was joking, but Mo Yu wasn't the same?

"Goku, your potential is strong... Mo Yu paused for a moment, and then slowly said to Wukong: "Let's go, you don't need to get involved in this matter." Besides, the teacher is already here, isn't he?"

"Hehe" Suddenly, a chuckle sounded, and a slender figure slowly appeared in the night. "You're still so smart... "

The thin body contains great strength. There was a dusty indifference on his body. The person who came slowly came to Mo Yu's side, and the strange helmet on his face indicated the identity of the person who came-Master Wuji-Yi.

"It's a pleasure to meet you again, my teacher - Yi. “