The last trace of sunlight was blocked by the earth, and the occasionally slamming sound of birds flying by, just like the little ghosts in Paradise Lost. The last trace of temperature was invaded by the darkness, and only the heavy breathing of a man was left in the dark alley.

With the invasion of darkness, the fog did not dissipate at all, but instead seemed to have a strange and sad beauty. The fog in the night was not the white beauty of the morning light, the dark colors were slightly white, as if covering the blood and sin in the darkness, but the breathing in the fog became more and more rapid, as if something was about to happen...

"What are you looking forward? Chuanmao? I'm behind you..." Zabushen rang in Li Seong's ears with a arrogant and sarcastic voice, and his slight exhalation seemed to hit Li Seong's ears. The temperature that should have been slightly warm was so cold in Li Seong's ears.

Li Xian Shuan Wan's wrist shook, and the needle stabbed towards the direction where he was breathing by the breeze. But the gentle touch in his hand made him realize that he had pierced the air again. A pain in the lower back, and a warmth covered his waist. Li Xian Shuan Wan bit his teeth slightly, stood up straight, and his back was close to the wall again, holding the needle in his hand with both hands.

"Hmph, Humph, are you ready for the final resistance?" The voice of Zabuzhen rang out in the alley, feeling empty, either with or without, clearly hearing it but not knowing where the sound is made.

Li Xian? Chuanman twisted his neck, pressed the back of the knife against his forehead, and said slowly: "If you don't cut it, I have to admit that your ability is good, but the power of the decapitation sword is not worthy of being arranged in front of the 'sewer'. Except for the owner of the Mirror Tomb Qixin and the first generation of the decapitation sword, no one else found its ability. Hehehehe, we all call it the most useless Seven Ninja Sword. Perhaps, it has no ability at all, and the 'sewer' is different. It is the only Seven Ninja Sword with two abilities!! Hehehehehehe, the 'sewer' is not only a ninja that can pierce everything, but also a knife that can sew everything!!!"

"Secret technique? Needle hell!!!!" "Um ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

The figure of Li Xian? Chuanwan was outlined in his mind. Countless needle-shaped ninja knives pierced his skin. The front lines were stained with blood and exposed to the void. Li Xian? Chuanwan's hair was slightly sluggish due to sweating. The slight blood ribbons had a faint metallic luster. The heart was slightly cold in Bushou's heart. The feeling of countless needles piercing the scalp made people feel numb all over. Although blood and torture, the feeling of ten thousand needles piercing the body made him frown slightly if he didn't kill him.

If you don't cut your wrist, you will hold the beheading sword on your shoulders, slowly condense the Chakra, ready to give Ri Seimaru the last blow. After being dragged for a long time, this strange secret technique might capsize. If you don't cut your eyes tightly, you will suddenly remember Uchiha's last technique, Izanami.

The pale mist cracked a gap, and the beheading sword attached to the beheading sword with a black light, squeaking the sound of "可以一───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────

The arm with his shoulders had not yet fallen, Li Seung? Dozens of needle-shaped ninja tools flew out from the hair of Chuanmaru's hair, piercing the broken arm that had not yet fallen, and re-sewn it on Chuanmaru's broken arm in a few breaths. Li Seung? Chuanmaru made a laugh that was not a 'hee' for the first time, but this time the laughter was even more disgusting: "Shishe, peach ground? If you don't cut it, no, behead the big knife, what qualifications do you have to stand before the 'sew'? I am immortal now!!!"

He smiled contemptuously without killing him again, and smiled coldly: "How long can you live with this technique? The immortal art? Hum, this kind of thing does not exist. Next time, I will cut off your head."

I squeezed my left hand and was about to hide my body again. Countless needles completely enveloped Aibu Slash. In the spike of a needle, countless front lines surged out from the hair of Li Xue?, and the slightly blood-stuck steel needle pierced Aibu Slash's body in the next second. The messy blood slipped down the needle thread. The head pierced by countless needle needles was slightly raised. A strange smile appeared on the corner of the mouth with the needle thread, and the figure was covered with blood. The mark of the blood only left a wet pool of water.

Li Seungmaru gritted his teeth in anger, holding the "sewer" in his hand, he looked around the misty surroundings.

Aibu Blade the bandage on his face and slowly changed his breath, secretly feeling depressed: "Is it the tmd Seven-Man Sword of the Mizunin Seven-Man Sword, or the horn of the old monster who has never died for a hundred years? By the way, heart? Haha, as long as he breaks the vital points of the Shinwan's heart or head, he will definitely die."

Zai Buzhan picked up a kunwu and silently said in his heart: "Don't you, turbid..." The cold black ghost gradually entangled every inch of Zai Buzhan's skin. The cold touch made Zai Buzhan's spirit more condensed. The perception given by "turbid" in the darkness allows Zai Buzhan to "see" clearly and clearly Li Xian's every move not far away, and the rest is to capture Li Xian's flaws...

Li Yan Shunmaru held up the ninja knife in his hand and glanced around. The thick fog made him unable to catch any figure that could not be cut off. The blood on his body covered the smell without leaving any left. Countless ninja needles swept around him with the needle and thread, hoping to find the existence of no more slash through this insect-like touch.

The alley maintained a silence of devouring people, just like a mysterious smile on the eve of tearing. A piece of gravel on the broken brick wall gradually slipped down, falling to the ground and making a dull sound of "fighting". The highly concentrated Li Seiba? Chuanwan looked over there, and countless nerd needles were attacking the direction that made the sound with needles and threads.

Aibu Shou accurately captured Li Yan? Chuanmaru's mistake, paused, and his figure appeared in front of Li Yan? Chuanmaru. The beheading sword was cut down with Feng Si. Li Yan? Chuanmaru's ninja knife was lifted and protected his head and heart tightly. The slashing sword cut into Li Yan? Chuanmaru's left rib was nearly 15 cm. Li Yan? Chuanmaru smiled and stretched out his left hand to pinch Zaibu Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou Shou I finally caught you this time, needle hell!!!

Nearly a hundred nerd needles were pierced from the hair of Li Seung Wan, piercing the chest of Ai Bubu, and red blood gushed out from Zai Bububu's mouth. The white bandage gradually turned scarlet. Under the bandage, puzzled words came: "Why do you have a needle?" "Hehehe, because I did the action just now, I lied to you, and released most of the sewing needles to attract you to get close. Your water clone is too flexible to let your beheading sword cut into your body. It is to make sure that this is a real beheading sword, so that you can catch you, hehehehe... Woohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Zabubujian, whose head was hanging down, appeared behind Li Xian Wan's back. The Kuwu in his mouth pierced Li Xian Wan's left back, the scarlet liquid wet the face of Zabujian, gently pulled out Kuwu. Kuwu's mouth fell from him and fell on the ground wet with Chuanwan's blood, making a pleasant sound. The Kuwujian in front of Li Xian Wan's body turned into a ball of water and scattered, leaving only the beheading knife embedded in his left rib.

More than a dozen thorn needles slid from Li Xue Shuan Wan's hair, towards Zabubuzai. Zabubuzai used the Kuwu in his hand to cut off the needle's needle's needle, blocking the attack of Li Xue Shuan Wan. Li Xue Shuan Wan's fingers hooked, and the "sew needle" secondary blade continued to abandon Zabuzai. Zabuzai. Zabuzai did not resist, and let it stab itself. When the black ghost shadow was still ten centimeters away from Zabuzai's body, dozens of tiny hook hands stretched out, wrapping around the attacking "sew needle" secondary blade.

Zabushou walked to Li Xian? Chuanwan, pulled out the beheading knife that stayed on Li Xian? Chuanwan's left rib, cracked a mocking corner of his mouth, and his sharp teeth exposed his lips. The white teeth dyed with Chuanwan's blood emitted a red and white luster in the darkness. Li Xian? Chuanwan trembled and stretched out his left hand to grab the one in front of him.

No Slash did not dodge, waiting for Chuanmaru to reach out and slowly approach. Chuanmaru's hand stopped and still had more than ten centimeters in front of him. Li Seung-Shuanmaru's body slowly fell off, and countless blood gushed out from the left rib of the beheading sword, which accumulated into a pool of blood, as the last stop of the third sword of the Seven-Man Sword of the Mizunin Seven.

Zai Bushen looked at Li Xian? Chuanmaru who was lying on the ground. He originally wanted to take off his mask and see what he looked like after his mask, but when he looked at the dozen bloody needles and threads hanging on his mask, he felt a little disgusted when he thought of the way he pierced his scalp. Although he liked killing, he was firmly resistant to such a man who had a hobby at the beginning and ending of m. Zai Bushen felt a chill in his heart, and when he thought of his "hehehehe" laughter, he couldn't help but wonder if he was a shemale.

No more than cut, the beheading sword was inserted into the brick wall beside me, wiped the blood stained on it, and walked slowly out of the alley...

One hour later...

The fog in the alley has not yet dissipated, and the slightly white color is hard to see clearly in the darkness. The smell of the land being stained with blood and the fishy sweetness of blood is mixed with makes people want to vomit. A figure covered in blood supports the wall and walks out of the alley, staggering toward Tianmu Town...

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