The relatives and the master whom they admire most died because of evil spirits.

Mu Kui only has hatred for these filthy and evil things.

He is 19 years old this year, and the third disaster day is coming.

At this time, Mu Kui had already decided to die, but before he died, he wanted to vent his feelings.

Standing up, lifting the broken knife, Mu Kui pushed the door and walked out of the wooden house.

It was dusk outside and the breeze was blowing.

Standing in front of the wooden house, Mu Kui held the knife in one hand and closed his eyes.

The pain from the right arm from time to time could not make his expression move.

Time passes by minute by minute.

The wind gradually became stronger, and nearby trees and branches swayed in the wind, making a "rustling" sound.

The sound of the howling wind is like the howling of an evil ghost. You can still hear the whisper in the howling wind.

At this moment, Mu Kui opened his eyes and looked ahead.

A dark figure swayed in the air and swept at an extremely fast speed.

"kill!"

At this moment, Mu Kui moved.

The remaining sword swung forward suddenly, and a dim spiritual energy gathered into the sky.

However, as the evil figure swayed, he avoided the attack of sword energy, fell down, landed in front of Mu Kui, and launched an attack on him.

Facing the attack, Mu Kui had no intention of retreating.

He lifted his knife and went up to meet him.

After the old Taoist death, he had no fear and fear in his heart about the evil spirits.

Three years and three years, it is better to fight happily instead of hiding in panic and living in the world.

"kill!"

As he roared, the broken knife broke through the wind and slashed hard on the surface of the evil spirit.

The remaining knife tear it into two halves through the ghost.

However, as the ghost figure swayed, the bodies divided into two halves merged together again.

The dark pupils looked at Mu Kui's eyes, filled with desire for flesh and blood.

Seeing this, Mu Kui took the knife and took the initiative to step forward.

The sword techniques taught by the old Taoist are displayed one by one at this moment.

Slash, chop, prick, collapse, dot, chop, dance, flirt, and cut wrist flowers...

The shadow of the knife flashed, and the spiritual energy in the body was released with each wave of the knife, turning into sword energy, slashing towards the evil figure.

At this time, Mu Kui's swords were united, with only offense and no defense.

A knife without sheath is like a tiger without a cage.

Under the unyielding offensive, the evil figures were chopped down again and again, and there was no chance to attack.

"call!"

At this time, Mu Kui put his knife away and stood still.

Seeing this, the evil spirit immediately seized the opportunity and roared and attacked Mu Kui.

"die!"

Mu Kui suddenly twisted his body and slashed the knife after the power was accumulated.

The sword energy burst out with bright white light, burning air as it advances, turning into a fire blade, and slashing the evil spirit in half with one knife.

The thick flames even wrapped the evil spirits.

The wailing sounded suddenly, and the evil body did not heal again this time, and the screams became weaker and weaker until they dissipated.

But Mukui was not happy about it.

Because he knew that this was just the beginning, and a more tragic battle was still behind.

After killing this evil spirit, he sat cross-legged, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and filling in the consumption just now.

While waiting, several ghost figures came from afar.

At this time, Mu Kui stood up again, looked forward with a sword, with only firmness in his eyes.

The old Taoist once lamented that the future of mankind is worrying, and the world is getting worse and worse. It is not clear whether there are still fellow Taoists from Zhengyidao in this world.

If it can be found, the old Taoist hopes that he can join them and fight for the future of the human race.

But Mukui didn't care about these things at all.

He only knew that his relatives and the old Taoist who adopted him died because of evil spirits.

Kill evil spirits just to vent their anger, not for anything else.

What is the future of human beings and what saves the world is all bullshit, and he never cared about it.

The knife intent in my heart is condensed by hatred and swung by hatred.

"kill!"

As he shouted, Mu Kui's eyes turned red.

The murderous intent that arose from the bottom of his heart filled his heart. At this moment, there was nothing else in his eyes except evil spirits.

The three evil spirits that arrived this time are stronger than the previous one.

Faced with Mu Kui's attack, they seemed at ease, and occasionally waved their claws to leave claw marks on Mu Kui's body.

The blood gradually dyed his clothes red.

However, Mu Kui did not take a step back, nor even let out a cry of pain.

He had long abandoned life and death, and just wanted to vent his anger before he died, fight with great pleasure until he died.

With the blood flowing, Mu Kui's left arm was torn apart by the ghost claws swung by the evil spirit during the battle.

But Mu Kui's expression was not moved at all, but grabbed the gap between the evil attack that tore his left arm and slashed out the slash after the power was accumulated.

The fire rose, swallowing the evil spirit.

"Hahaha!" The left arm was broken, but Mu Kui smiled.

Smiling wildly and hysterically.

The blood flowed away a lot, Mu Kui's face turned pale, but his expression was extremely ferocious.

At this moment, he was more like an evil ghost than an evil spirit, and the evil spirits in front of him seemed to be his food.

"kill!"

After taking a brief breath, Mu Kui took the initiative to pounce on the other two evil spirits.

Killing evil spirits made him feel extremely happy, and the pain seemed insignificant at this moment.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

As the blood flowed, more and more wounds on his body were, Mu Kui's vision became blurry, and the speed of swinging the knife became slower and slower.

Before his death, countless scenes flashed through his mind.

There are warm pictures of being with your parents, and there are pictures of being scolded by the old Taoist to practice laziness... In the end, these pictures all dissipated like clouds and smoke, turning into evil spirits in front of you.

"kill!"

Mu Kui used all his strength to shout "kill", but his right arm could no longer lift the broken knife.

The tired body no longer obeyed the orders, even though he was extremely eager to slash again.

His vision was gradually shrouded in black...

"Is it over?"

"I really want to kill more, it's a pity!"

For some reason, he did not face the fear of death in his heart, only unwillingness... and liberation.

This day, he knew that it would come sooner or later.

Three years and three years, it seems unrealistic to be able to persevere until old age.

The only regret at this moment is that I did not kill a few more evil spirits before my death.

"My mom and dad, I'm here!"

"Master, did you drink the pot of wine you sprinkled for you a few days ago? It's your favorite Huadiao. If you don't have a chance in the future, save some drinks."

The consciousness gradually became confused, and Mu Kui knew it was really over.

At this moment, Mu Kui suddenly felt a force pulling him and then sucked himself into it.

When the darkness faded, the scene that appeared in front of me stunned Mu Kui.

The gloomy sky was filled with dark clouds, and bloody drizzle continued to sway. A blood-red moon hung high in the sky, and red land was underneath her feet.

At this time, a black shadow was floating in the sky, staring down at him.
Chapter completed!