Tombstone of the critical person’s twenty-one nights of youth (4)

The scenery once upon a time seemed like a dream. Are the people you cherish the most still smiling today? Then this is our future from now on.

Surrounded by thick smoke and fog, the void turned into a scorching hell. The young man came back from the tombstone, and his great back illuminated the night sky in Yanmo again.
"Hate!" Fei Yi drew his sword, and in the sound of waves, the metal erupted.
"Hey, the young man is too crazy!" The flames swirled on the blades of Shenyue and Moonlight, causing huge changes in the surrounding white steam to surge out.
"By the way, there is also me, Cannian. There are three people you have to face." Cannian pulled out the knife from his sleeve, the air screamed, and the knife slammed into the thick quartz ground.
The decisive battle!

"Try it, you bastards!" Feather Wings pushed hard on his toes, lifted up his clothes, and flashed over at extreme speed. Three swords clashed in the darkness, and among the flying sparks, the wings whirled down through the tip of the sword. Cannian showed his scorching face and devoured it, and the moonlight and Shenyue's sword came down.
"Black Flame!" The scorching black fire covered everything in sight, and the flames that were enough to melt everything flew out from Cannian's hands. The moonlight and the divine moon were intertwined and rotated around the wings at high speed, rising and falling, front and back, like a ghost.
Black flames flashed out, and the moonlight and the divine moon danced wildly on fire in the void, sparks flying, like a beautiful Irish girl wearing a black lace dance skirt, fluttering under the gorgeous lights of the stage, full of charm.
The tip of the sword drooped, the wings did not move at all, and he stood silently in the posture of wielding the sword.

"Critical - nothingness" a faint voice came out. With a flutter of wings, he jumped forward, and the sharp blade passed behind him. The blade rotated but he couldn't feel the sword energy. Flying leaves fell to the ground, cutting through the only tranquility. The sword light burst out, and the wings were caught in the wind-raging blade, walking slowly and lightly, as if time had stopped long ago. The traces of the blade cutting through the air were vaguely visible. When the blade was swung straight down, the blades cut each other, making a harsh sound.
The stormy barrage of "Secret Text - Greed" shot towards the wings, the tip of the knife rotated 360 degrees, sparks shot out, and the wings turned all the attacks into dirt. In the flames, nothing blocked the young man's progress, and he raised his knife and moved forward as lightly as the wind.

"Secret Text-Wu Chen" continued to activate the secret text in the end of his life. Everything without permission will be turned into dust. The fire flow swept in, and the blood-red flames enveloped the wings. They were extinguished in a flash. The tip of the knife was swung and the flames were eaten away.
"It's over, everyone!" There was no movement in the void, and the bloody flowers of the other side were blooming on the other side of the Styx. Blood poured out, and thousands of degrees of black fire rolled back towards the Seven Deadly Sins, turning all combustible things into dust, and the fire snakes shattered.
Slowly landing on the ground and putting away the blade, the young man held his pockets with both hands and hummed a ditty by Principal R in his mouth. It was as painful as it was pure. He now knew the feeling, painful and helpless.

The clouds are misty in the distance, and the black shadows blow away the clouds and rain, rising into the clouds and mist.
"Ah, is greed dead? Fortunately, I ran fast, otherwise I would have died there. Well, go back!" The black shadow disappeared in a blink of an eye, disappearing again in the dark night.

PS: This chapter is also over. Sprinkle flowers. Hmm, then the next chapter is the critical person's 22nd birthday party. A new chapter opens!