Zhao Mutou was also enraged by the sneak attack earlier, and his heart was filled with murderous intent.
He was determined to tear this monster to pieces in front of Li Yu himself!
As his ability was activated again, Zhao Mutou's killing intent and energy rapidly converged in one place.
That murderous aura surged up his arm and up to the blade, his spine felt like it had been scorched by fire, and his scalp tingled.
Zhao Mutou's hair stood on end, the curved knife in his hand hummed, and the tip of the knife emitted a blood-red light, exuding a murderous aura.
The surrounding rain was almost frozen, and the air was so concentrated that it was slightly distorted.
He hunched over and leaned forward, his eyes wide and bloodshot like copper bells, his teeth clenched tightly, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.
Zhao Mutou gripped his curved blade, letting out a beast-like growl from deep within his chest:
"Red River - Kill!"
The blade hummed, and the dark red gemstone shone brightly!
This time, the killing intent was no longer an ordinary blade of light, but transformed into a pure torrent of blood!
The crimson blade light, several meters long, surged again, and a towering red light burst forth from the scimitar, transforming into a massive, blood-red scimitar that reached the heavens and stood upright!
This is no ordinary killing intent.
It is the ultimate ferocity that can terrify ordinary people, make the dead turn over, and make even the souls of the dead tremble!
He wanted to use this blow to wash away the shame he had just suffered and prove his worth!
The knife moved!
The crimson current merged with the blade's edge, carrying a resolute determination to sever everything, and cleaved down towards the stitched-together ghost!
This strike was the rage that the boy had suppressed for far too long!
It's about proving my desire to Li Yu!
It is also the ultimate judgment against this filthy monster before us!
Just as Zhao Mutou was about to kill him in one fell swoop and show off his skills in front of Li Yu,
"Bang--!"
The enormous, stitched-together ghost exploded on its own without warning.
It wasn't attacked, but rather it disintegrated on its own initiative!
Like a balloon filled with thick fog being punctured, the dense white fog instantly spread out, covering an area of tens of meters in radius!
The stitched-together ghost had transformed from a physical entity into a ghostly phantom.
Even more bizarrely, the burst of white mist did not drift away, but rather, as if it possessed a consciousness, it surged wildly towards the ground and into the small craters it had just created.
Like a giant whale inhaling water, the large cloud of white mist vanished without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Zhao Mutou's earth-shattering slash landed squarely on empty air.
The crimson blade slashed into the ground, leaving a deep scorch mark tens of meters long, but it only struck the cold rocks and rainwater.
Zhao Mutou was stunned and rushed over to check, only to find that there was only water that had just gathered in the small hole, nothing else.
The enormous monster that was just in front of us suddenly and mysteriously disappeared underground.
Not only Zhao Mutou, but also the people watching the battle from the city wall were all stunned.
They ran away? Just like that... they ran away?
Li Yu tried to search, but the aiming circle in his eyes did not find the target. The ghost seemed to have been swallowed by the earth and had really disappeared.
He watched helplessly as the stitched-together ghost escaped.
"Oh dear~" The Nightmare Beast sighed exaggeratedly in Li Yu's mind, its eyes filled with regret:
"See! What did I tell you? The cooked duck flew away, didn't it? This kind of slippery thing that's been sewn together has to be dealt with by me."
Watching the ghost disappear, Zhao Xiong didn't feel any regret. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief, his back already soaked with cold sweat.
The monster's appearance alone was enough to create an overwhelming sense of oppression and discomfort.
He felt extremely uncomfortable just looking at the stitched ghost, let alone engaging in close combat like Zhao Mutou. Running away actually made him feel fortunate.
In terms of courage to confront such indescribable and terrifying ghosts, he admitted that he was far inferior to the often silent boy below.
Not long after, Zhao Mutou, who had failed to kill the ghost, returned to the city wall somewhat dejectedly, his head bowed low, looking extremely disappointed.
At this moment, Zhao Mutou was filled with frustration. In his opinion, Li Yu had given him such an important task for the first time and wanted to see how he would perform.
But what happened? He lent him such a sharp weapon, yet the monster escaped!
After fighting for so long, we still couldn't defeat this monster.
He failed Li Yu's expectations and betrayed her trust!
Zhao Mutou walked up to Li Yu, still not daring to look up.
After washing the jewel-encrusted scimitar clean with rainwater, he sheathed it in his golden scabbard, held it respectfully with both hands, and presented this priceless Heavenly Khan scimitar to Li Yu. His deep voice carried a hint of shame and remorse.
"Commander Li Yu, I didn't do a good job. Here's the knife back."
Li Yu's gaze shifted from the small pits to Zhao Mutou's lowered head.
He didn't reach out to take the curved sword; instead, he watched the boy casually recite his name.
"Zhao the Mu Tou".
The boy's body trembled.
"Last time, you single-handedly intercepted the Deepsea Watcher and saved dozens of people from the Seventh Regiment."
"Ma Yuanbai told me back then that I should be rewarded with something, but I haven't been able to find a suitable thing..."
Li Yu's gaze swept over the magnificent Heavenly Khan's scimitar, finally settling on Zhao Mutou's tense profile.
"Upon seeing it today, this knife is extremely suitable."
"It's for you."
Zhao Mutou suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with extreme astonishment.
He first looked at Ma Yuanbai beside him, who also showed a look of affirmation.
Then he turned to look at Li Yu, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Although he grew up in a small town and his knowledge was not extensive, he could still tell that the scimitar in his hand was quite valuable.
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