Su Yujing saw that Liu Bei was there, and the relatives and friends around her would not have an accident, and she was secretly happy, and raised her jade fist:

"Hee-hee, awesome!"

If there is no Liu Bei, the blood god is poisoned this time, and something may really happen.

The Blood God was defeated not by the sword technique, but by the poison.

No matter how high the cultivation is, I am not afraid of kitchen knives, but I am afraid of poison!

"His grandmother's bear! dare to scare me, I want revenge!"

The blood god said viciously, and went out to settle accounts with Mitsuo again.

And Liu Bei stopped:

"Now, you've just detoxified and need to take a break. I will avenge your revenge. ”

"Okay, thank you, Boss. "Blood God Dao.

Whew!

In an instant, Liu Bei took out a fruit knife that he carried with him!

This fruit knife is a type of switchblade.

When Mitsuo saw it, he couldn't help grinning:

"Haha, Liu Bei, are you here to be funny?

Hahaha!

More warriors of the country are laughing.

The people of the Dragon Group and the Northern Pavilion were all dumbfounded.

Su Yujing was a little anxious:

"Liu Bei, you can't be too careless, how can you take a fruit knife and fight the first sword god in the country?"

Liu Bei played with the fruit knife in his hand, with a playful smile on his face:

"Haha, to deal with the first ghost martial sword god in the country, a fruit knife is enough. ”

"Yaga, stinky boy, are you insulting me?" Mitsuo looked at Ryubetsu like an idiot.

"Insult you? hehe, you don't even have the means to be insulted by me!"

Whew!

In an instant, I saw Liu Bei playing with the fruit knife, and the fruit knife rotated in Liu Bei's hand like the shadow of a rapidly rotating fan.

"Haha, mentally handicapped child, it's really stupid to come and fight with me with a fruit knife! I've never seen such a stupid person! However, since you want to die, I will fulfill you!"

While Mitsuo was speaking, a move to "cut the sky" had already been used.

"Sword God, I don't need you to do it. Dealing with a fool like him who dares to come out with a fruit knife and send him to death, we can take his life. ”

While a warrior with a blade of the sword of the country was talking, he waved his sword and came to attack Yanagibetsu.

Whew!

In an instant, three more bladed samurai came to besiege Yanagibetsu from three other directions.

"Ant! I still look down on my fruit knife! Die-"

As soon as the word "death" came out, Liu Bei's figure was already close to the neck of a blade warrior!

Burst!

A stream of scarlet blood flew out, and a bladed warrior had been choked with a sword!

Almost at the same moment, Liu Bei's figure flashed past the other three.

Puff puff!

Three swords were swung out, and the three blade warriors were instantly sealed by one sword!

Time, less than three seconds!

As a result, the four blade warriors all died under the fruit knife of Yanagibetsu!

Rumble!

All the warriors who were still alive were all as if they had been struck by lightning at this moment, their eyes were full of fear, and even their bodies were trembling.

"What a strong sword technique!" Even the Northern Immortal couldn't help but exclaim.

"Wow, Senior Liu is mighty!"

"Tsk, a fruit knife, in the hands of Senior Liu, can become so powerful!

...

"Yo Xi, stinky boy, it turns out that you are not a fool, you are a master of art and bold, and you want to humiliate me with a fruit knife? Haha, you are qualified to fight with me, come on——!"

As the Oni Warrior Sword God spoke, he held his katana aloft, and then rushed towards Yanagibetsu step by step.

With every step Mitsuo tomped on, the floor cracked, and countless dust was directly stepped on by him.

"Ghost Wu slashes with a sword!"

At this moment, Mitsuo once again used his best killing move.

And Liu Bei, laughing and shaking his head:

"Stop ——!"

Liu Bei's mouth just spit out such a stop word, and the blood-red knife slash that was enough to cut a crack in the ground for more than ten meters actually stopped quietly.

Rumble!

The faces of the people present all changed greatly, and the top of their heads was like thunder, and they only felt scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.

"How is it possible? My ghost martial arts slashed, and it actually stopped, it's not scientific!" said Mitsuo with a gray face.

"Hehe, what kind of ghost martial arts slash, in my eyes, your ghost warrior's sword skills are simply not worth mentioning!"

While speaking, Ryubetsu was holding a fruit knife and had already flashed towards Mitsuo.

Mitsuo was a person who reacted very quickly, and he was taken aback just now, and he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy at this moment, so he hurriedly took a katana to stop Yanagibetsu's attack.

Swish!

The katana shone at Yanagibetsu's head and slashed down.

While!

Yanagibetsu's fruit knife caught Mitsuo's katana impartially.

Liu Bei used any more understatement, and he heard a "click", and Mitsuo's katana was actually cut off by Yanagibetsu's fruit knife.

"Yaga, a fruit knife that can cut my katana?" Mitsuo couldn't believe it was real.

However, just when Mitsuo was stunned, the cheating fruit knife had already made a circle around Mitsuo's neck.

This circle crossed, and Mitsuo's neck seemed to be wearing a red collar that was soaring ~ blood.

As long as Liu Bei exerts a little force, Mitsuo's entire head will fall.

But Ryu Bebe wouldn't let him die so quickly.

At this moment, Guangxiong is not dead, it is just that Liu Bei deliberately released water, it is not that he can't be killed with one sword.

"Sword God, your neck is full of knife cuts!" a blade warrior reminded with a panicked face.

"You don't need to remind me, I also know that my neck has been cut with a whole circle of blood!"

As the sword god Mitsuo spoke, he bowed to Liu Bei:

"I lost, I lost convincingly! A fruit knife can beat me directly, you are the real sword god!"

"Sword God!"

"Sword God!"

"My master is a sword god. ”

"Senior Liu is a true sword god!"

...

Even the Northern Pluto Fairy couldn't help but admire:

"Stinky boy, you are really countless times stronger than you were five or six years ago. Your current sword skills are above me!"

And Liu Bei, playing with the fruit knife, asked coldly:

"Guangxiong, let me ask you, is it your country's sword technique that is powerful, or our Huaxia sword technique is more powerful?"

Mitsuo wiped a cold sweat:

"Now I understand that Huaxia's sword skills are broad and profound, and they are not comparable to the sword skills of our country. ”

Liu Don't smile but don't smile:

"Hehe, do you want to live? If you want to live, you can say 'The national sword method is a piece of Xiang'?"

"I, if I say this, you can spare me from dying?" Mitsuo didn't believe it.

Liu Bei looked serious:

"Really. Say it, and I'll spare you. ”

"We say that the national sword method is a piece of Xiang. ”

Mitsuo really said it.

Liu Bei smiled from ear to ear:

"Poofhaha, that's a good point, you say that the national sword method is a piece of Xiang! And you can die. ”

"You, you don't believe in your word!" Mitsuo had long known that Ryubetsu might be telling a lie.

"Hehe, to you people, tell me about the credit of wool! I was just playing with you just now, are you unhappy?——!!

Swish!

A knife flew out, and Mitsuo's brain was gone!

(End of chapter)