Sun, sandy beach.

The surface of the sea is sparkling, reflecting the intoxicating blue of the sun.

On the beach, the blood beads oozing from the necks of the six island warriors also reflected a crazy red color in the sunlight.

At this moment, Tsunoda Hero moved.

With all his heart, he had put it on the sword in his hand.

He is completely unaware of everything outside his body.

The knife is him, and he is the knife.

As his steps moved, the blade still stood upright.

On the tip of the knife, there was not even the slightest tremor.

When Lin Yu waved the silver rope, Tsunoda Hero shouted violently.

A must-kill blow, no forgiveness for those who block!

The knife slashed down, the sharp sword, the extremely fast speed.

It feels like even space can be cut.

This knife is so fast that people can't reflect.

No. 1, who was standing behind Lin Yu, had a ray of light in his pupils, and it disappeared in an instant.

He blinked involuntarily, and in a trance, his eyeballs had the illusion of stinging pain.

It seems that the light of the knife, even if it is a phantom, can hurt people.

The essence of Dongying Kendo, the timing of the enemy's lore, are perfectly integrated into this sword.

Tsunoda's expression was hideous, and his eyes were cracked.

In order to wait for this opportunity, six loyal subordinates were willing to die.

Beichen is a knife stream - instant kill!

This knife condensed his belief in victory.

The light of the knife is extinguished, and the edge is already close.

The thunderous blade touched Lin Yu's forehead.

Just press down a little to pierce the flesh.

Helplessly, a little distance is like a moat.

Two fingers, delicately gripping the blade.

The unforgivable killer blow of the blocker.

Unexpectedly, it was firmly blocked by two fingers.

Tsunoda's forehead was bruised, and his face was purple, as if he was oozing blood.

Muster up the last bit of strength in your body, and cross that little distance.

Perhaps, at this time, his last extravagant hope was just to let the knife in his palm cut through Lin Yu's skin.

Because, he is not reconciled.

Unwilling to accept this mortal sword, in the end, even the enemy's hair was not cut.

He can accept defeat, but he cannot tarnish the prestige of this sword.

It's a pity that the knife doesn't move at all.

That little distance has become a chasm that can never be crossed.

"Instant kill, but that's it!"

Lin Yu's tone was cold, and the corners of his mouth were pursed to reveal a lonely arrogance.

Instant killing is the secret of Dongying Guwu Beichen's sword.

It is claimed that no one can stop it, and the deceased died instantly without even feeling the pain.

However, in his mouth, he only got an evaluation that was nothing more than that.

The disdain in the voice, the arrogance in the sneer.

It makes people dare not look directly, and their hearts are broken.

Only he is qualified to speak outrageously.

"Yaga Yalu!"

Tsunoda's heart was furious, and his hands suddenly let go of the hilt.

Wow......

A few bright bits of purple light flew out of his sleeve.

Brush Brush Brush!

Lin Yu clamped the knife between his fingers and calmly chopped.

Ding Ding ......

There was a loud noise.

Several steel needles fell in response, and the surface shimmered with a purple glow.

At a glance, you can see that it is highly toxic.

At the same time, he flicked his other hand over it.

With a whoosh, the silver rope shot towards Tsunoda's hero.

The silver rope that flies like a spiritual snake hits the Tsunoda hero with precision.

Forthwith.

A thick fog abruptly rose from the spot.

Poof......

The black kimono is torn apart and fluttering.

However, Yinsuo returned in vain.

The thick fog slowly drifted away, and the Tsunoda hero disappeared without a trace.

"Ninjutsu ......"

Lin Yu snorted lightly, holding the knife between his fingers, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Suddenly, his ears moved.

With a sudden flick of his wrist, the sword looked like a dragon that had broken free.

With a whistling and sharp wind, it stabbed straight towards No. 1.

Seeing this, Number One was shocked.

I can't figure it out, why did Lin Yu make trouble?

The knife that was thrown out was like electricity.

In an instant, it stabbed in front of the body.

Rao is No. 1 is very responsive and unavoidable.

Only.

Watching it, the slash of knife light that came at a speed became brighter and brighter in the pupils.

His face was dazed and at a loss.

In the next second, the dignified ace agent will be splattered with blood on the spot.

Considers.

The moment the sword light was about to stab, it fell suddenly.

Brush!

The knife was inserted into the sand in front of No. 1, and it sank into the handle.

Under the beach, a cry of pain suddenly sounded.

The sand squirmed, as if something was lurking underground.

Lin Yu took an arrow step and rushed to the front.

With a flick of the silver rope in his hand, he burrowed into the sand.

Immediately afterwards, the shoulder strained slightly.

Boom!

Sand splashes.

Under the beach, a black shadow was dragged out.

When you look closely, Tsunoda Hero is wearing a ninja suit.

The big leg was pierced with a knife, and the neck was wrapped around a silver rope.

His body was bloody and miserable.

Resentful eyes, staring at Lin Yu.

It is as if he wants to imprint the enemy in front of him in the depths of his soul.

Even if it is, to the underworld.

Never forget.

The silver cord is wrapped around the neck, embedded in the flesh.

Wisps of blood, in the thin thread-like wounds, slowly ooze.

"Dare to touch the people around me, you should have the consciousness of going to death!"

The indifferent and cold voice slowly spit out from Lin Yu's mouth.

He hated it very much, Tsunoda Hero's threatening behavior towards Li Boyang.

Right now.

With a little force, the head can be cut off.

At this moment, Number One suddenly shouted.

"Be merciful!"

His face was full of nervousness, and he wanted to cut the deadly silver rope with a knife.

On this trip to Nanyang, the most critical task of the five of them is to capture the heroes of Tsunoda alive.

Now, seeing that Lin Yu is full of murderous spirit, he wants to behead this person under his hands.

Number one, how can you not be nervous?

Hearing this, Lin Yu glanced thoughtfully.

"This dog's life is given to you. ”

With a faint snort, his wrist shook slightly, and he withdrew the silver cord.

The vice president of the Heavenly Edict Society was given to others as a gift.

"Lin Yu, kill me, Imperial Samurai, never be humiliated......"

Tsunoda seemed to have been greatly humiliated, and shouted with grief and indignation.

The reality of failure, he can face.

Such a contempt for insults, but absolutely unbearable.

Hearing Lin Yu's words, No. 1 and the others immediately surrounded Tsunoda Hero.

Press down on your limbs and press your head.

It is like killing a pig, tying people up.

The eyes of the five people were shining with excitement.

This time, the task is half completed.

……

Looking at No. 1 and the others, he tied up the hero of Tsunoda.

Lin Yu turned around, looked towards the coconut grove in front of him, and laughed loudly: "Have you seen enough, don't you show up yet?"

The voice is not high, and the tone is flat, but it is full of penetration.

It's as if someone is whispering in your ear.

As soon as the words fell.

In the coconut grove, a middle-aged man in gray slowly walked out.

Pace, unhurried, unhurried.

On his face, he was blank.

Like a machine, it lacks the agility that life should have.

Even the pupils were a lifeless gray and eerie.

He walked up to the young master step by step.

For Lin Yu, it was as if he hadn't seen him.

"Third son, you are defeated. ”

His voice was cold, low, and hoarse.

Calm and without half emotion, it doesn't seem to come from the throat of a human being.

"yes, I'm defeated!"

Young Master Xiao's eyes were miserable, and his face was covered with a layer of dead gray due to excessive blood loss.

"If you lose, you have to accept it. ”

The voice of the gray-clothed middle-aged man is still calm.

That kind of voice, flat, without the slightest fluctuation.

"Yes, if you lose, you have to accept it. ”

The young master muttered to himself, lost his soul.

"Failed geniuses have only two endings, either kill themselves, or let go of pride and endure humiliation and steal life. ”

The gray-clothed middle-aged man looked indifferent, and his expression was numb.

"I ......"

Young Master Xiao opened his mouth, and an extremely complicated look flashed in his eyes.

Let go of the arrogance in your heart and hang your head high.

For him, it was more difficult to accept than death.

The intact left hand flipped over and drew a dagger.

His eyes were resolute, and a miserable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Losers don't deserve to live. ”

With a scream, the dagger stabbed into his heart.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man in gray suddenly kicked out.

Gently poke your toes at your wrists.

Meanwhile.

With a flick of his right hand, he patted the back of the young master's head.

The dagger was kicked out.

Young Master Xiao, his eyelids rolled up, and he fainted.

"Facing the truth of defeat is something more terrible than death. ”

Middle-aged in gray, he sighed softly.

This sentence finally brought the feelings that human beings should have.

Looking at the young master who fainted to the ground, a flash of remembrance flashed in his eyes.

It's as if I saw my former self.

One step to heaven, one step to hell.

For geniuses, this is the harsh reality.

Middle-aged in gray, he still ignored Lin Yu.

He bent down and helped the young master take care of the wound.

At the broken wrist, the blood stopped flowing.

Then, slowly, he straightened up.

Finally, his eyes fell on Lin Yu.

There was an inexplicable hint of excitement in his numb eyes.

"Others, you can leave, you have to die. ”

A hoarse voice and cold eyes, like a poisonous snake.

When the words of the gray-clothed middle-aged man rang out for a moment.

Beside him, thirteen dead soldiers, like machines that have turned on a switch, suddenly came to life.

More than ten gloomy eyes focused on Lin Yu's body.

"Never missed. ”

In the indifferent expression of the gray-clothed middle-aged man, there were violent fluctuations.

"There is nothing more beautiful in the world than the fall of genius. ”

The expression on his face began to be hideous, and his gaze towards Lin Yu was full of resentment and jealousy.

"The perfect work of art, in the moment of breaking, is the most moving. ”

Then, he glanced down at Young Master Xiao.

"I'm glad to see two geniuses fall on the same day. ”

The voice was strange and poignant, like a hundred ghosts crying together.

Despite the scorching sun, it still makes people feel yin and hair.

Middle-aged in gray is like a psychologically distorted patient.

In the dead gray pupils, a strange look bloomed.

Genius, two words.

It is a scar in his heart that will never heal.

And his hobby.

It's—

Strangling all beauty in the world.

For example, killing a genius with your own hands.