Song Yiran entered the space with his front foot, and the black-clothed warrior on his back foot chased after him.

Strange, what about people!

The few hidden weapons he shot were empty, and there was no blood in the air, but the person was gone.

Hell she's so good?

Is it also ninjutsu?

This thought took root in the heart of the black-clothed warrior, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Song Yiran was unfathomable, and he also saw a cold sweat on his body. If she can't be killed tonight, then this person will be avenged, and he may be the one who dies next time.

Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly there was a sound of wind coming from behind, and the samurai was slightly startled, and hurriedly turned over and rolled forward. When he got up again, there was still no figure in the four corners, as if everything just now was just his illusion.

What the hell?

Sou~

The sound of breaking the sky came, and the samurai was shocked, and he could hear that it was the sound of a hidden weapon. He hurriedly dodged, but he didn't want the other party's hidden weapons to be too many, too dense, so that he could dodge the first three ways, but he couldn't dodge the next three, and he was hit several times.

The secret weapon that hit him was a stone, and although it was not fatal, it was very painful.

A sense of humiliation arose spontaneously as someone played with him, and the black-clothed warrior scolded: "Yaga!"

At this time, his heart was already slightly confused, and as a ninja, this was a big taboo.

Song Yiran had already left the space, so he squatted in the grass not far from the black-clothed warrior and looked at him.

The samurai couldn't hear anything, not even breathing. He tentatively took two steps forward, trying to expand the search area, but suddenly found that a snake appeared to emerge from front of him, heading straight for his face.

The black-clothed warrior lowered his body slightly, and quickly took two steps back, while waving the dagger in his hand to cut off the snake. Unfortunately, the shadow was not a snake, but a rope of grass.

The straw rope seemed to have a spirituality, and it suddenly wrapped around the waist of the black-clothed warrior, and a great force pulled the black-clothed warrior forward, almost pulling him down.

The black-clothed warrior was shocked, and while lowering his center of gravity, he took a dagger to cut the straw rope. At the moment when the straw rope was cut, there was a sudden sound of breaking the sky in the distance, and he suddenly looked up, only to find that Song Yiran suddenly appeared like a heavenly soldier and a general.

The other party's foot kicked at his head, and he couldn't break free, so he could only block it with his arm, and he took a solid kick.

This kick directly kicked him out four or five meters away, and the black-clothed warrior who fell to the ground couldn't figure out where Song Yiran came from, how could her strength be so great that she could kick his entire arm numb and almost scrap it.

Song Yiran said in Dongyang dialect: "You, no! Dongyang ninjutsu? garbage!"

The black-clothed warrior was enraged, he got up, and rushed towards Song Yiran with a shout, and the two of them quickly fought to one place and began hand-to-hand combat.

Most of Song Yiran's moves are grappling and martial arts, which are quick and effective. The other party is not bad, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, karate, is also a trick to take people's lives.

The two of them bumped into each other for more than a dozen moves, and they had their own wins and losses.

The idea of the black-clothed warrior was completely subverted! Such a woman looks petite and exquisite, but her strength is too great! Hard-hitting, he suffers, he is kicked by the other party, he can even hear the sound of bones cracking, obviously a body of muscles like a hard stone is very resistant, but unfortunately in the face of absolute strength, he can only be crushed.

What's even more terrifying is that he has a feeling that the other party has not done his best, as if others have not shown their true strength, and he is already at the end of the road.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and the black-clothed warrior hated to use his deep solution and immediately ended the battle.

In a duel between masters, distraction is fatal. The black-clothed warrior just made a small mistake, and was caught by Song Yiran, she kicked out suddenly, which seemed to be a real move, but it was actually a false move. The other party was really fooled, and his body involuntarily turned to the right. Song Yiran suddenly retracted his feet, lunged with one leg in front and balanced his body with the other leg behind, reached out and grabbed the opponent's arm, and pulled down suddenly.

The samurai felt that his entire arm was about to be broken, and he shouted, stabbing his other hand at Song Yiran's wrist. He has a dagger in his hand, if he is stabbed, Song Yiran's wrist is estimated to be useless.

Fortunately, Song Yiran reacted quickly, jumped up suddenly, and kicked the opponent's wrist with his toes.

One of the arms of the black-clothed warrior was injured, and his reaction was naturally slower, but he didn't dodge this kick, and the dagger in his hand flew out in an instant. His center of gravity was unstable, and his whole body fell to the ground, his face wrapped in a black scarf was obscure, but his eyes were red.

"You lost!" Song Yiran looked at him condescendingly, "A group of fools dare to kill people if they don't understand anything." ”

"Who the hell are you?Who did you learn your ninjutsu from??," Why had he never seen such a strange and mysterious ninjutsu!!

Song Yiran only said: "Loser, you don't need to know so much, you shouldn't come tonight." "She has never been a soft-hearted person, and she can't pry the mouth of the black-clothed warrior open, so she can only send him on his way.

The moonlight shone through the branches and leaves on the samurai's face, revealing a bit of weirdness.

"I'm a samurai, and even if I die, I'll complete the mission. After speaking, he pulled towards his waist, wisps of white smoke came out, and the sound of the lead burning stimulated Song Yiran's nerves, she hurriedly jumped up, threw herself into the distance, and instantly entered the space.

It all happened in the light of light, and the moment she entered the space, a loud bang resounded through the jungle, startling away the birds and animals hiding in the shadows, and at the same time waking up the sleeping people of the camp.

"What's wrong?"

"Where's the sound?"

"There's a fire!"

"Is it a wildfire?"

"There is no thunder, where is the wildfire!"

Li Xinhai was also awakened, "What's the matter?"

"Childe, there is a blasting sound, it seems that something has happened. ”

At this time, Liu Miao'er's eyes widened angrily, and she asked the servant beside her fiercely, "Is it our people? Is it Ichiro?"

The old servant didn't expect that the samurai would blow himself up, could it be that the other party was so unfathomable that he forced Ichiro to die with her?

The thing that was on their waists, they all had it, and no one would pull it at the last moment!

The surname Song actually forced Ichiro to pull the self-detonation device, it can be seen that he is also a character, and if such people can't be used for their own purposes, they are destined to get rid of them, otherwise they will be a big trouble!

It's worth it!

"Calm down, this is not the time to talk about these things. ”

Liu Miaoer was angry and angry, but she could only hide her emotions.

"Childe, send someone to take a look, if it starts a wildfire, we'll all be finished. "With the mountain fires, I am afraid that dozens of miles around will be burned, and none of them will be able to escape.

Li Xinhai glanced at Liu Miao'er and asked, "Ms. Liu Sheng, how many people do you want to send over to take a look?"

At this moment, a figure suddenly walked towards the camp, "Woke up?"

"You ......" The old servant's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that Song Yiran was still alive.