quiet......

No trace of wind slipped through, maybe it was the high walls on both sides of the alley, maybe it was the momentum of the two men.

A small space squeezed into a vacuum.

After Wuzhan narrowed his eyes slightly, he was at the shadow level after all. After years of killing and accumulated murderous aura, the strong man's aura was of course slightly better than that of Li Yan? Chuanmaru, haha, the longer the time is delayed, the more beneficial it is to him.

In fact, I know that my shadow-level strength is very strong. But my ninjutsu, which has strong single-body attack ability, is only the "double cut" that requires a lot of marks and chakra. Facing a ninjutsu master like Kisame, it is not enough to see it. My defense is very good, but the Kansawaki, the energy attack of the tailed beast, the 100% corpse like the shuijian, and the speed is at most comparable to that of Akai who does not open the door, or the first two doors. His strength has reached the peak of physical limitations, and it is difficult to go further. Unfortunately, he will be at this level in his life. Facing Ritsuki? Chuanmaru, he cannot be careless. After all, he is a ninja who became famous earlier than him, otherwise the gutter will be over.

Time was lost minute by minute, and the remaining sun was immersed in the earth bit by bit. Li Xian Chuanmao thought to himself that it was not good. Once the sunlight disappeared, fighting with the ghost man in the dark was simply seeking death. A ray of light flashed from behind the mask. Li Xian Chuanmao paused under his feet and disappeared in front of Zai Buzhan. Zai Buzhan was slightly stunned. The beheading sword was instantly pulled to his side, holding the back of the knife with the other hand, preparing to block Li Xian Chuanmao's assault.

"Zheng----" A crisp sound rang out on the decapitation sword. The slender blade cut left a slight scratch on the surface of the decapitation sword. After the palm of the decapitation sword trembled, a sharp sound suddenly appeared on the decapitation sword. The sharp wind blade burst out from the blade and easily cut Li Yan Shuan's clothes and pierced his skin. Li Yan Shuan Shuan paused under his feet and flashed back. After the decapitation sword was not hesitant, he waved the decapitation sword to chase him.

Li Yan? Chuanwan shook his left hand, and a needle-shaped ninja knife attacked the door of the no-slash. If he didn't cut, he wouldn't be able to pause his feet. He twisted his wrist and cut the decapitation sword into a block, protecting his upper body. With a crisp "ding" sound, the needle-shaped ninja knife was actually nailed to the decapitation sword, and he pointed deep into the surface of the decapitation sword.

"Hehe" Li Xian? Chuanmao smiled strangely, pulling the long sword in his hand back, dragging the handle of the knife, and stabbing the back of the decapitation sword. If he doesn't cut his body, the sound of the slit and the decapitation sword colliding, "squeaking" sound of the "slit" colliding with the decapitation sword. The "slit" pierced the iron back of the decapitation sword, which is more than two fingers thick, and continues to stab at Zabuzao, and he avoids the attack of the slit. Without hesitation, the slit and the decapitation sword twisted the handle of the decapitation sword, and the decapitation sword rotated 90 degrees. Li Xian? Chuanmao's wrist was numb, and he couldn't hold the handle of the slit, and the "slit needle" came out of his hand, and continued to nail the decapitation sword and was dragged back by the decapitation sword.

If you don’t kill the beheading sword, you will be stuck on the ground, and look at Li Yan in front of you sarcastically. Chuanwan said coldly: "Haha, you can’t even keep the ninja knife. You are such a waste." Although you have gained the advantage after killing, you can’t help but feel a little painful. After countless collisions of the ninja instruments, you can only leave a white seal on the beheading sword. After the war, you can use a light touch, and there is no scar, but this time you have a hole.

Li Xian? Shunmaru's face with mask was not visible, but he laughed and said, "Hehe, is it true? If you don't cut it?" As Li Xian? Shunmaru pulled his hands and pierced the stitches on the decapitation sword in an instant, flying back to Li Xian? Shunmaru's palm. He couldn't help but squint his eyes. He actually forgot that the "slit needles" were wired, and the speed of Li Xian? Shunmaru was similar to that of himself, even a little faster than himself. The decapitation sword limited his speed. If he condensed Chakra and activated the ninjutsu, he would definitely be noticed by him, and he might interrupt the ninjutsu, so he could be the first in the hand-to-hand combat. Unfortunately, there was no water here, and he could not move when making fog. If he did not have good conditions to launch the fog hidden technique, it would be easy to be caught.

No more slashing, hold the beheading sword with your right hand, carry it on your shoulder, and pinch the mark with your left hand. Li Seung Wan on the opposite side does not give you any chance to perform the technique. The "stitching" secondary blade, the ninja knife that looks like a needle, flew towards No more slashing, continue to make seals with your left hand, hold the beheading sword with your right hand to block your chest.

"Secret technique? The art of sewing needle clone!!!" Li Xian Chuanwan suddenly shouted, and the secondary blade of the sewing needle turned into dozens of needle-shaped ninja instruments in a few breaths, continuing to attack Zabuzhan. Zabuzhan was slightly shocked in his heart, and waved the beheading sword into a round fan.

"Ding-Ding-Ding-Ding-" The sound of metal collision sounded in the ears of Aibububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububububu

The long-term killing made Mizuna's ninja's sixth sense very superior. Rise Seungmaru took the "sew needle" in his hand and went to the back block. "Instant Body Technique!!!" The powerful force flew out and put it on the wall, and the sound of not cutting was barely heard in Rise Seungmaru's ears.

Away, while Li Xian? Chuanmao smashed the wall and had not yet gotten up, he looked at the beheading knife in his hand. Dozens of small concave empty spaces were left on the flat surface of the knife. The opposite Ri Xian? Chuanmao stood up with his arms covering his arms. The mask on his face slightly shattered, and a little forehead on the side was leaking. A forehead that was cut by gravel slowly flowed with fresh blood. An angry smile came from behind the mask: "Hehehehe, I'll pierce you this time, little devil!!!"

Zaibuzhan narrowed his eyes, and the wind whistled up from the beheading sword. The horizontal knife pointed at the somewhat embarrassed Li Yanmaru Chuanmaru and said coldly: "From the moment you fell, you have no chance." "Is that?" In an instant, Li Yanmaru appeared behind Zaibuzhan, and the "slit needle" in his hand was covered with blood. A silk thread connected to Zaibuzhan's body. The needle-shaped ninjakura stayed at Zaibuzhan.

Li Yan? Chuanmaru smiled and said, "This is my strongest blow. Even if it is a one-meter-thick steel plate, I can penetrate it with a 'sew needle'. Hehehe, if you don't cut it, go with peace of mind. I'll take over your little devil, hehehehehe."

"Mist Hidden Technique!!!" A gloomy voice sounded in the alley. The pierced by Li Yan? Chuan Wan's sword turned into a water flow for an instant, and then turned into a ball of water mist to cover him in the blink of an eye. Li Yan? Chuan Wan looked at the "sewer" in his hand, and the blood on it turned into a water flow gradually slipped down. "Are you scared? The waste in the Qi Ninji sword, hahaha, what is your hand trembling? Can you block my attack by standing in front of you? Let you know now why the beheading sword is ranked before your "sewer"."

Zai Buzhan appeared behind Li Xian Shuanwan, and the beheading sword slashed down with its unique Feng Si. With the sixth sense, Li Xian Shuanwan turned around to block Zai Buzhan's slash. The vibrating Feng Si left a scratch on his shoulder. The red blood splashed out, dyeing the rich fog around him slightly red. When Li Xian Shuanwan wanted to fight back, Zai Buzhan's figure gradually dissipated in the fog, and the "slit needle" pierced by Li Xian Shuanwan pierced into the empty fog.

The next second, the figure of Aibuzhan appeared behind Li Yan and Shunmaru again. Before he could react, he gently left a red mark on his back. Bloody liquid gushed out, wetting Li Yan. Shunmaru's body proved that the Mizuno Seven Ninji Knife's vertical stripes had lost its previous color, and the black top was a little dark and purple.

Aibuzhan's hideous voice came from all directions of the alley: "Hmmm, now you just want a mouse. Apart from being played with by me, you don't even have the qualification to be killed by me."

Another scar appeared on Li Xian Shuanwan's body. Li Xian Shuanwan took a few steps back and leaned against the wall, staring at the white fog around him. A trace of murderous aura erraticly harassed Li Xian Shuanwan's perception, and a trace of cold sweat gradually made his fluffy hair not so enlarged, and the blood flowed from the wound on the forehead dyed half a broken mask red.

A murderous intent came from behind. Li Xian Shuan Wan flashed to one side, and the beheading sword passed through the brick wall and stabbed him. Although Li Xian Shuan Wan subconsciously hugged his life, the beheading sword had a torn wind attribute chakra attached to the beheading sword. Several wounds were left on his arm, and the blood stained the white skin he leaked red.

Losing a lot of blood, Li Seung-Shuo Junmaru's vision blurred slightly, and he thought sarcastically in his heart: "You may be staying here today." Ai Buzhan did not give Li Seung-Shuo Junmaru a chance to breathe. The beheading sword and Feng Si were teasing Feng Si, and he cut a wound under his ribs.

The fog is still so dense, pure white, covering the bloody color of killing in the dark alley, but the tempting sweet smell cannot be blocked by the fog color, and gradually overflows this dark alley.

Zabuzhan carried the beheading sword, closed his eyes slightly, and captured Li Yan's rapid breathing sound, outlining his figure in his mind, and thought to himself: "If Li Yan? Chuanmaru, if you don't have any back-up, you will end here today..."
Chapter completed!