This knife is as fast as lightning, and it is difficult for the naked eye to reach.

Sou!

The placket on Liu Tong's chest split in two and floated into the air. But fortunately, Liu Tong's reaction was not slow, and at the last moment, he finally escaped Fujiyama's slash.

"Stinky boy, you're pretty fast!" Fujiyama snorted. "You Huaxia people have always been rat guts, don't run if you have the ability, take my slash honestly!"

Before the words fell, Fujiyama's shoulders squirmed left and right, and he slashed at Liu Tong one after another.

It seems to be messy and unruly, but Liu Tong can see that the other party wants to divide himself into two to be satisfied, no matter what the knife is.

Liu Tong's heel didn't even have time to land, so he retreated again and again. First, there were knife marks on the placket, and then there were trouser legs.

It didn't take long for Liu Tong's clothes to be tattered, and he was very embarrassed.

"Liu Tong ......" Yezi saw Liu Tong's appearance, his heart tightened, and he couldn't help screaming.

In her opinion, although Liu Tong is powerful, Mr. Fujiyama is even more of a kendo master. And at this time, Liu Tong is bare-handed, and he doesn't even have a chance to fight back!

But as soon as Noko's words came out, the weak palm on his shoulder suddenly became a little heavy.

She turned her head in amazement, only to see the woman behind her looking meaningfully at her.

The singer's name is Ryosuke Fujiko, and at this time she is smiling, but a murderous aura flashes in the corners of her eyes. "Sister Yezi, although we are sisters, but if you want to help your little lover, I can't sit idly by!"

Yezi's eyes flashed, and after thinking about it, he said, "Sister, is this kind of battle really fair?"

Hearing this, a burst of surprise flashed on the white face of the singer.

She looked at Noko, only to see that there was not the slightest hint of retreat on the other party's face. Looking at it like that, it was obvious that even if she killed the other party, she would not be convinced.

After a moment, a smile appeared on the singer's face. "In that case, let's make this duel fairer!"

"Fujiyama-kun, that kid is bare-handed, even if you win, your reputation will inevitably be affected!" said the singer with a smile on her face.

Fujiyama was about to find the gap in Liu Tong's moves, but he didn't expect to distract him from this sentence.

In the duel between the masters, the fighter plane was fleeting, and in an instant, Liu Tong dodged.

Liu Tong's figure retreated, and he was finally able to fall in place and catch his breath.

He also saw Fujiyama's abnormality just now, and at this moment, when he looked at the samurai, he had slowly pushed the katana into the scabbard at his waist. He looked at himself with a serious expression.

"Listen to that woman like this, needless to say, that ghost-like woman is also what Beichuan Ten Masters are you, right?" The murderous aura on the other party's body gradually dissipated, but Liu Tong laughed.

In fact, not only the singer, but even Noko Nagashima is also one of the ten masterpieces of Kitagawa.

These people are all carefully cultivated talents by the Beichuan family, in order to serve the Beichuan family.

"Boy, in the spirit of bushido, I'll let you die a decent death. You can pick any of these weapons on the ground!" Fujiyama ignored Liu Tong's intentions, but instead pointed around him and said lightly.

The fight between the two just now was from the end of the corridor on the second floor all the way to the entrance of the second floor. At this time, the feet of the two of them were full of katana swords left by those little minions from before.

Liu Tong glanced at Fujiyama's words, and said with a sneer: "Since you strongly ask for death, then I am not welcome!"

After speaking, he ignored the samurai, his face was full of iron, and his body suddenly moved.

When he reappeared, he had already come to the side of Noko Nagashima and Fujiko.

The two daughters both looked surprised, and looked at Liu Tong with wide eyes.

Especially in Fujiko's heart, he was even more surprised, just this speed, it was completely easy to save the wild son from his own hands!

But Liu Tong didn't do this, there was no murderous aura on his body, he glanced at the second daughter, and then said lightly to Yezi: "Your hairpin lends me a use!"

Noko was still stunned, and he felt a majestic wind blowing in his hair. The hair on his head fell like a waterfall on his shoulders.

Since Fujiko is right behind Noko, this series of actions also makes her feel like a flower in front of her.

Blinking, Fujiko felt like something was dangling in front of her eyes, and she couldn't help but stretch out her hand. A few black hairs slowly fell into the palm of his hand.

It's clearly a few lashes......

Fujiko suddenly felt a chill. Liu Tong's movements just now were too fast, and while taking away the hairpin on the top of Yezi's head, he actually cut off his eyelashes by the way?

Or is it all just a coincidence?

Either way, it made Fujiko feel like she had walked through the ghost gate.

"Liu Tong, you kid ......" The smile on Fujiko's face disappeared, but his mouth muttered quietly.

"You should be glad that if you weren't a woman, it was your neck that was cut off just now!"

Liu Tong in front of him had already turned around and walked in the direction of Fujiyama, but the murderous words fell into Fujiko's ears word for word.

All this happened in an instant, and the samurai Fujiyama didn't even figure out what was going on, when he saw Liu Tong coming to him with a jade hairpin of more than ten centimeters in his hand.

"Is this the weapon you chose?" Fujiyama asked with a sneer.

"Against you, this thing is enough!" Liu Tong seemed to have a deep dislike for the katana, and replied coldly.

"Arrogant boy, I'll let you know how to write dead words!"

Liu Tong's words made Fujiyama's entire facial features squeezed together. He screamed, his legs suddenly sank, and his right hand was once again attached to the hilt of the knife at his waist.

Sou!

A burst of light flashed, and this time Fujiyama didn't wait for Liu Tong to react, and the whole person rushed towards him.

It's still a spotless move, but the murderous aura on Fujiyama's body is all released.

Even the expressions of Fujiko and Noko in the distance changed, and before the two of them had time to think about everything that had just happened, they focused all their attention on what was happening in front of them.

The blade of the katana slashed with a cold light from top to bottom.

"Although you have killed a lot, it is obviously still a little bit worse!" The wonderful arc of the corner of Liu Tong's mouth slowly disappeared, and he suddenly said coldly.

Seeing that Liu Tong was about to become the soul of his own knife, Fujiyama could not take care of it so much, with force in his hands, his arms burst up, and he slashed towards Liu Tong's head.

But the blade that was like a bamboo, I don't know how much blood it was stained with, stopped one centimeter above Liu Tong's head, but it was very abnormal.

Fujiyama's eyes widened, and he looked at everything in front of him incredulously. Liu Tong put his feet close together, didn't move, and his face was full of indifference.

"Who the hell are you...... How do you ......" Fujiyama seemed to have a lot of things that he couldn't think clearly, and as soon as he opened his mouth to ask, a stream of blood slowly flowed out of his mouth.

More and more blood flowed down Fujiyama's white clothes to the ground.

"Remember in the next life, don't think that you are a swordsman after killing a few people who are powerless!" Liu Tong said lightly, and at the same time pulled out the hairpin on Fujiyama's chest.

The hosta of more than ten centimeters was all submerged in Fujiyama's chest, and it looked terrifying.