In the distance, the figure of the clown Moriarty has reappeared. His exaggerated smile, the strange posture of walking on tiptoe, his signature "hehe" laughter, and the words that seemed to haunt him, all appeared again one by one.

"Oh, what did I see? This time, death has successfully directed a touching friendship! Wow, this is really a touching performance, I really want to applaud, thank you for this wonderful performance..."

"Shut up……"

Du Yuqi closed her eyes and said in her heart.

At this moment, his head was buried very low, and his hair wet by the rain was all drooping in front of his forehead, so his expression could not be seen. All that could be seen was that his whole body was shaking constantly - according to the experience of this twisted Joker, this was a sign that fear had completely dominated the enemy.

So Moriarty the Clown laughed even more happily.

However, Du Yuqi's trembling was due to anger, the kind of anger that came from deep in his heart!

He hated the enemy in front of him, he hated the muddy ground, he hated the bad weather, he hated Mingxi who summoned him here, he hated why he reached out to touch the small golden crystal, he even hated himself... why he didn't have enough strength, so that now he couldn't do anything, there was no way to do anything, the only thing he could do was to hold the weapon in his hand tightly!!!

However, neither the clown nor Du Yuqi himself noticed that the silver light on the surface of the mysterious Silver Lake Narcissus Samurai Sword, the inheritance that Du Yuqi was holding tightly, was rapidly dimming and dissipating.

The clown Moriarty put his hand on his chest, took off his hat towards Du Yuqi, bowed slightly, and then said with a weird smile:

"Thank you very much for being my actor. I will pay you a tribute as strong as moonshine wine. So, next, please die. Before death comes, please give your screams, your cries, and your performances to your heart's content!"

“Shut up aaaaaahhh!!!”

This time, Du Yuqi roared loudly, and he chopped the clown with his knife! This knife was chopped out with emotion and catharsis, so there was no pattern, but the only characteristic was speed.

Very very fast!

The clown's face suddenly changed, but luckily he was also a very agile man, and he immediately lifted up the black skull in his left hand to block Du Yuqi's chop. The black skull and the blade of the sword collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

A skeleton emitting strange black smoke.

A sharp sword.

The clown Moriarty and Du Yuqi looked at each other across the two weapons and began to wrestle at the same time, using their hands to exert force at the same time, trying hard to suppress each other!

However, at this time, both Du Yuqi and the clown discovered something extremely strange.

That was the inheritance held by Du Yuqi: the surface of the mysterious Silver Lake Narcissus Samurai Sword had become completely dull, and even rust and cracks began to appear rapidly on the blade. Finally, it completely decayed and turned into clumps of metal slag that fell to the ground like ashes.

At the same time, from the hilt of this weapon, there was a constant flow of power into Du Yuqi's body! This feeling was like he was madly and greedily absorbing the essence and power of the inherited weapon in his hand.

It was obvious that the blood vessels on Du Yuqi's hands were bursting one by one, looking like little green snakes swimming under his skin! His head was also raised little by little, and through the gaps between the drooping hair on his forehead, a pair of eyes that seemed to be burning with flames could be seen! !

“Cry!”

"Scream!"

"Then die helplessly!!"

Du Yuqi roared these words in a hoarse voice!

At this moment, he seemed like a wounded butterfly, who finally transcended himself and broke free from the cocoon that shackled him!

With a loud "pop", his left hand had already pressed hard on the black skull, which immediately emitted a sizzling sound, as well as the smell of burnt flesh. Faintly, one could see that the black skull had even become transparent, and there seemed to be a faint outline of a diamond-shaped object inside. However, Du Yuqi was completely unaware of this, and he raised his right hand and chopped it out with his palm like a knife.

The clown Moriarty could no longer laugh at this time, he raised his right arm and immediately let out a scream! Because the arm that was cut by Du Yuqi's right palm immediately gushed out a large mass of crimson, which quickly spread out on the sleeves of his suit.

He was hit by Du Yuqi's knife, and it looked like he was really chopped by a knife! !

At the same time, the clown felt very clearly that the weak guy in front of him suddenly burst out with an extremely sharp force, which made him feel unable to resist for a moment.

As the saying goes, one wrong move can lead to a complete loss. The Joker suddenly realized that he had made a big mistake. As a spellcasting profession that mainly relies on long-range attacks, how could he engage in close combat with the enemy in front of him? Isn't this just using one's own weakness to attack the enemy's strength?

He immediately wanted to correct this mistake, but Du Yuqi entangled him tightly and wouldn't let go. He attacked him desperately, and used his mouth and hands like a madman. He bit him when his hands and feet couldn't reach him. The clown was stabbed twice by his hand knife. It was just like being stabbed by a knife. Blood gushed out, and it was painful! Not only that, he was not careful and Du Yuqi bit off a piece of the flesh on his shoulder. He screamed and felt really miserable!

The clown Moriarty never takes other people's lives seriously, but this kind of person regards his own life as the most important!

When the clown Moriarty saw Du Yuqi staring at him with cold eyes and biting his flesh and blood, this guy who was always known for his perversion finally felt fear.

Intense fear!

Because he could see that the man in front of him was really giving it his all, and was determined to "drag you down with me even if I have to sacrifice my own life!" Originally, this was nothing, but the Joker was not only seriously injured, but also had to fight a madman in close combat, which made him feel extremely panicked.