Chapter 62: The power of Yasaki's magic, Miyamoto Furu dies! "Two days and one flow!" The moment the voice fell, the two long swords in Miyabenta Ben's hands simultaneously spewed out two dazzling flames, one red and one blue. In an instant, the temperature within a radius of thousands of meters changed drastically. To the right side where he held the red knife, it was as hot as the scorching sun. But on the left side, holding the blue knife, it was as cold as the coldest winter in winter, chilling to the bone. The temperature in this small area has already formed a pattern of ice and fire. "Kusanagi Kumojuu!" "This knife will kill you!" There was murderous intent in Miyabentazabu's eyes, and his left and right hands suddenly overlapped, and the two blades of different colors rubbed against each other instantly. The next moment, the intersection of heat and cold caused the breeze flowing slowly in the air to change drastically.
The temperature difference between the two extremes acts like a blower, causing the gas to expand due to heat and contract due to cold, forming a high-speed rotating tornado. Under the control of Miyamoto Fuchi, the tornado's impact area became larger and larger. Finally, a tornado nearly a hundred meters high, with red and blue colors interwoven, suddenly appeared and quickly attacked Kusanagi Kumojuu. Along the path of this huge tornado, wherever it passed, the blade-like gale would tear everything into pieces and swallow it up. Even the buildings on the ground were uprooted, and along with the people, they were merged into this bottomless pit. Although it looks huge in size, the speed of this attack is not slow at all. In almost an instant, the terrifying suction force had reached Kusanagi Yunju. However, he stood motionless in the strong wind, still not at all panicked. He gently stroked the front of his body with the spiritual power in his hand, and the sleeves that were buzzing from the wind immediately shook. At this time, the tornado of heat and cold had completely enveloped Kusanagi Kumoju's body. The strong wind fell on the shield made of spiritual power, making a dull sound like metal collision. In this environment, the consumption of spiritual energy will increase exponentially. Even if one's cultivation is as high as that of the peak SSS level, after a while, the spiritual power will be worn out to nothing. The final outcome is to be turned into ashes in the intensive attacks. However, Kusanagi Kumoju does not intend to stay there passively. He had too many ways to break this attack, he was just thinking about which new ability he wanted to experience. "Yasaki Trickster!" Suddenly, a voice as calm as a mirror came from the center of the tornado. Miyamoto Ben, who had seemed confident of victory and had even revealed a hint of a smile, suddenly froze.
He quickly looked up at his masterpiece, but suddenly noticed. At the eye of the storm, a dark force had penetrated the barrier of ice and fire and became increasingly obvious. Miyamoto Ben's face looked extremely solemn. This unknown energy is beyond imagination. He also felt an extremely strange, or perhaps evil, aura rapidly hatching! The next moment, just as he thought, a black light began to expand rapidly. It was like an inky cocoon formed by a thin film, as if some creature was wriggling violently inside it. "Boom!" A crisp sound was heard, and the film seemed to have reached its limit and finally broke. In an instant, an indescribable evil aura erupted like a volcano. A giant snake shadow, tens of meters tall and with eight heads, quietly propped up its body in the strong wind... "Roar!!!" As the eight heads roared in unison, the unstoppable tornado suddenly broke through in the middle and quickly disappeared in the evil black light. It was not until this time that the phantom of the giant snake with eight heads finally revealed its true form. It is the monster in Japanese mythology - Yamata no Orochi!!! At this time, it was hanging high behind Kusanagi Kumoju, one black and one white, forming an extremely strong visual contrast. Although it was just a phantom, it was as shocking as the real body of the Dharma in the novel. The evil aura emanating from him was enough to overwhelm Miyamoto Bengen to the point where he couldn't breathe. "This! This is Yasaki Orochi!" "Isn't this a monster from myth? How could it appear in the real world?!" Being stared at closely by sixteen vertical pupils as big as wheels, Miyabon Tanaka broke out in a cold sweat. Any Japanese person, when seeing this uniquely shaped monster, will think of the well-known evil beast. But it is a monster in mythology after all. Who would have thought that it would actually appear in the real world one day? Miyabon Tadashi was breathing heavily. Under the terrifying pressure of the Yamata no Orochi, a crack appeared in his heart, which claimed to be invincible. As the eight heads swayed irregularly, fear spread in his heart little by little, and finally became more and more intense! "Damn it! I won't lose!" Miyabon Fumi knew that he had been influenced, so he quickly shook off the thoughts in his mind and faced Kusanagi Kumoju with a determined face. However, the next moment... Kusanagi Yunju suddenly raised one hand and pointed his palm directly at Miyamoto Benfuchi. "The evil god's gaze!" The moment he finished speaking, Yasaki Orochi behind him immediately leaned down. Then the eight heads leaned forward slightly, and all spit out a ray of light that gathered in front of Kusanagi Yunju's palm, condensing into an inky black sphere.
"Boom!!!" The violent roar shook the entire space. The sphere that was as big as a washbasin suddenly burst out with an inky black light beam and shot straight towards Miyamoto Benyuan's position! The speed was so fast that Miyamoto Ben had no time to dodge. He tried to repeat his old trick and placed the two long swords, one red and one blue, across his chest. However, in just a moment, under the impact of the inky light beam, the blade of the long sword began to decay at a speed visible to the naked eye. Under Miyamoto Ben's piercing gaze, the cracks quickly spread throughout the two swords. Then, with a "bang" sound, the two indestructible blades instantly turned into a pool of fragments and fell to the ground from the air. Without the long sword as a barrier, the next second, the black beam of light directly and tightly wrapped around Miyamoto Ben's entire body. His body was already indestructible, but now it was constantly being drained of vitality by this evil force. This is a slow death! But for people at their level, this kind of attack is far more terrifying than direct harm. Because after reaching a certain level, direct damage is actually unlikely to cause death. Although Miyabonta Tomoya did not feel any pain at this time, the continuous disappearance of vitality in his body made him realize that he would really die! "no, do not want!" He finally showed fear on his face and began to struggle in the black light. But by the time he really realized the crisis, most of his strength had been taken away... Now, the little remaining strength is unable to stir up even the slightest wave in this dark light that is like a pool of stagnant water... As the last bit of life was taken away from him, the light in Miyamoto Ben's pupils completely disappeared. In the end, a generation of top SSS-level supernatural beings lost their lives so easily... (End of this chapter)