Chapter 168: Strength is not simple

Yamamoto took out a black square scarf from his pocket, then blindfolded himself, clasped his hands, and rushed forward defensively.

Yang Ning looked at his actions with disdain: "Hehe, what kind of tactic is covering a rag, I think you really want to be blind."

Don't be in a hurry, when I defeat you, it will be done for you. ”

She picked up her speed and rushed towards Yamamoto, a purple ray of light whipping through.

I thought that Yamamoto was blindfolded and would hit him as he wished.

As a result, he didn't expect that he seemed to have a back eye, and easily dodged it.

Yang Ning was not convinced, sped up the speed in his hand, and in more than ten seconds, gathered three rays of light at the same time and rushed towards Yamamoto's direction together.

This time it was still a flash by him.

Yamamoto curled the corners of his mouth, smiled, and stood in place relaxedly.

"Hehe, it seems that you are nothing more than that! I thought there would be any genius in Huaguo, it turned out that they were all paper tigers, and the sick man was the sick man!"

"I'll go, I'm really angry, you pig-mouthed dog-nosed little devil will wait for me. ”

Yamamoto put away his smile, and his whole temperament became ruthless.

"No, I'm impatient

Play a game with you. You can go with me obediently. Hmph!" Yamamoto didn't guard like he had just been cautiously, but used all his strength to deal with her.

Yang Ning moved into the distance out of breath after receiving more than a dozen moves from Yamamoto.

I was a little surprised in my heart, but I didn't expect that the strength of this ninja of country R should not be underestimated, and this ruthless move was not at all comparable to the seven little minions just now.

She glanced at where Feng Jinhan was, and in such a short period of time, there were only two people left who could stand up to fight him, and the others didn't know whether they were dead or unconscious, lying motionless in the place.

Yamamoto heard a burst of rapid breathing, and immediately recognized Yang Ning's position.

He ran at a faster pace, wielding a katana with a yellow hazy glow on it.

One slashed at Yang Ning.

Yang Ning found a cold wind in his back, and subconsciously dodged backwards, and when he turned around, he found that a tree with a thick bowl mouth that he was holding just now had been cut down so easily.

Even his own arm was scratched by the aura around the knife.

Fortunately, she hid in time, otherwise it would have been her body that would have been halved.

Looking at the blood gushing out of her arm, a trace of pain tugged at her nerves.

She knew that she shouldn't have been separated, but she didn't expect Yamamoto to find himself far away from him even if he was blindfolded.

This time is really a long lesson, and we can no longer treat the enemy so carelessly.

Feng Jinhan saw that Yang Ning was injured, frowned and looked at Xiao Lin and another ninja in front of him, concentrating on dealing with the moves of the two, but he was very anxious now, so even the moves with the attack were indifferent and decisive.

Xiao Lin watched Feng Jinhan's head tilt to the other side, and took advantage of his unpreparedness to raise his katana and slash at his head, but before the knife touched his neck, it was shaken open by a powerful force.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Jinhan's eyes stared at him indifferently.

His eyes did not seem to be fierce and indifferent, nor did he have much hatred, but gave people a very plain appearance.

But it was so bland, which made him feel even more scared and uneasy.

Because of this insipid indifference, it seems that a god of death leads the souls of the world to hell, and looks down on life and everything.

He had a weightless feeling that he was being pressed into the water and couldn't struggle.

Then a black light came and went through his throat so coldly, while he was still open, while his mind was still alive and afraid of that look.

Everything was so fast, a god of death, so easily took a life.

After a bell, the ninja on the other side, who was still lucky, did not dodge Feng Jinhan's attack, like a doll that ran out of air, and fell to the ground in a hurry.

Feng Jinhan looked at the corpse on the ground indifferently as always, even the red blood was so bright that it was as unattractive as black and white in his eyes.

Compared with these ninjas who infiltrated Huaguo, he cared more about Yang Ning at the moment.

After stepping over the corpse, he ran into the headset and said, "God operator, call someone to come and clean up the corpse." Don't pollute our land. ”

Yang Ning learned a lesson after being injured, she was indeed much faster than Yamamoto in terms of speed.

I once heard a sentence from a person in the martial arts, "The world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable!", since she thought that she had the ability to teleport, she could also dominate the martial arts, but she knew that what she really understood now was that there was nothing wrong with this sentence, but a more important premise was that you had to have moves in your own hands and have actual combat experience.

Otherwise, the speed of light is stupidly fast, and if you can't keep up with your ability, you can only slaughter the meat on someone else's board.

Although her actual combat experience is not as good as Yamamoto's, she still found a small gap, and she can still escape temporarily, Yamamoto's tight attack.

Yamamoto has to say that he is very cunning, and when he finds that his level is not as high as his, or that he is the same as him, he does not plan to hide his ability.

He also blindfolded himself with a cloth, and judged his position only by his ears and nose.

After all, he is professionally trained, and with the modified body of the supernatural, his hearing can be said to be very developed.

However, Yang Ning himself is not stupid, after finding out, he quickly took out more than a dozen plastic bottles and beer cans from the trash can on the side, and threw them in different directions together, and then ran around in a circle, carrying various bottles with a thunderclap, so that it was easy to temporarily confuse his judgment.

Yamamoto received some influences, and after finding that his hearing was useless, he angrily took off the black cloth that was blindfolded, and then found that Yang Ning was actually two meters away from him, watching leisurely.

A single blade slashes through.

After Yang Ning discovered his sudden move, he hurriedly gathered his aura to form a protective shield around his body.

Although she didn't destroy the protective shield, she had already used most of her aura from the beginning to now, and her physical strength was a little unable to keep up.

Her steps trembled and slowly retreated, and just as she hit the uneven ground, she leaned firmly on a broad, firm, warm chest.

Subconsciously raised his head and saw a familiar face so close to him, with a green and fine stubble on his chin.

She laughed for a moment, and then whispered: "Feng Jinhan, you didn't shave when you went out! ”

Feng Jinhan lowered his head and met the bright eyes full of jokes.

"Okay, now is not the time to joke, you go to the side and take a rest. ”