As for the giant snake that devoured the iron ball, it was one of the forms that Qingyu obtained after awakening. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info or this form was originally the original ability of the dark kiln, and after the strength recovered a little, it can be used again. I remember a few years ago, Qing Yu cut through time and space to seek revenge, and when he first came, there were many chain forms on his body that were dazzling, and they were in human form and Medusa form, one of which was the snake form - after all, the properties of chains are like silk threads, and on a physical level, it is not difficult to weave and combine shapes with each other.

After solving the iron ball in one bite, Qing Yu, who had no good impression of the big demon, nested under the ground and no longer came out. Griffith was a little helpless about this, and originally wanted her to help with the attack, but fortunately it didn't hurt.

Steel Hand is a descendant of the Oriental Kongmi school, and he will make some achievements in swordsmanship. According to the information provided by Tokugawa Mitsumasa, this guy who killed many of his relatives is especially good at Zen Buddhism, and he cultivates the Angry Eyes Vajra line, supplemented by the sword technique of empty vision, killing people like Shura in the world.

Fortunately, Griffith has some experience in making knives, he cultivates the art of the Great Demon Lunqi, and his intermittent perception over the years has also pushed his understanding of the realm of knife skills to a certain height.

The knife, the murder weapon. Knife art, the art of fighting. In the day-to-day battles, especially against the top swordsmen, this sword technique will be untied, self-revealed, and truly nourished and sublimated.

Griffith has met many people who are good at wielding swords, and has fought with them, such as the second order Ryuya, Yamato Ichisuke, and so on. Although not all of these people are masters of swordsmanship, they all have their own unique insistence on the blade in their hands, and when they fight for their lives, they all give Griffith indescribable feelings, and each has its own peerless brilliance and shackles.

At this time, Mr. Steel Hand, who was standing opposite the big demon, put away the huge and complex power in his body, and also planned to fight the other party to the death with pure sword skills. In order to make a breakthrough in this way, the sword power that has gradually fallen into a bottleneck will break through.

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"I heard that Your Excellency Steel Hand is the fourth generation of Kongjianliu, especially good at a knife flow, slashing people unparalleled, and is admired below," At the end of the narrow long street, a man named Griffith slowly dragged the black knife in his hand to his side, and his other hand also touched the handle of the knife, his face was calm and calm, facing the comer. He said a word, word by word, and saw that the other party's face was stereotypical and deep, without saying a word, and pursed his mouth slightly......

"Since ancient times, literati have been despised by each other, and privately believe that the martial arts of the market are not bad." dragged the knife forward: "Coincidentally, I have been studying knife skills in the last few days, and I have a little experience, I feel that I am invincible in the world, and I cut the sky and the air, and today I came to Mr. Steel Hand to ask for advice, and please ask Mr. to give ......advice."

This man is arrogant, and Tsunade will never really believe his invincible nonsense. But the tone in the other party's mouth is light and straightforward, and he is not afraid of the tiger, like a lame third-rate actor reciting his lines, which is really infuriating.

In the confrontation of characters of their level, such words and strange behaviors were even a little childish, and the steel hand frowned without a trace, and the information about Griffith in his memory slowly merged with the person in front of him...... This really doesn't look like the leader of an organization should be like - well, grandstanding, messy.

People on the Genjian side will have such a one-sided impression of Griffith, on the one hand, because Griffith's personality is indeed changeable, and he often has unexpected actions, some of which are even very nonsensical. On the other hand, it is due to Hua Ye.

In the time that Griffith was inconvenient or traversed, many things were coordinated by Hua Ye as Griffith. Hua Ye's character is really a bit casual, and the illogical self-contradictory split human nature is relatively prominent at the time of the existence of the big demon, and these contradictions exist in Hua Ye, like a certain trait, which is deduced in a concentrated manner, and may make the people who come into contact with it and even some friends feel unspeakably sick. As the word describes - what a mess guy.

Kongjian's sword-strong steel hand came out of the war and fighting, and when he held the knife in his hand, he was the human Shura. So this man grabbed the knife expressionlessly, as if he was standing on the other side of the world watching the fire, he wanted to smash this human vanity.

The way of Shura, life or death, is simply black and white.

So the long knife slashed out when Griffith's words of 'don't hesitate to teach' fell. The slender figure on the opposite side seemed to be ready, and the black knife swung head-on and slammed into each other with a 'bang'.

The power of a sword! - The aftermath of the impact buzzed far away like a piercing buzz, and the shrill whistling seemed to shake the aftermath of the air, shattering the surrounding glass, and bleeding from the ears of pedestrians who had not had time to cover their ears.

The man named Griffith approached with a knife, smiled against the light and seemed to say something, the face and eyes of the majestic man opposite him were like a puddle of water from a dead well, his lip lines were pulled, his rough flesh shook, and he spit out two words: "Long-winded." ”

After the word, the knife light rolled over like a wheel, cutting out a large wave of qi. The movements of the two were fast, and the long knives in their hands turned into shadows, like blooming flowers, full power, and sparks splashed everywhere.

The figures of Tsunade and Griffith flickered and disappeared between those lines, the movements of men and men intertwined, and sparks sparkling between the two of them. In the attic in the distance, a sniper looked at him with a gun. He squinted his eyes for a long time, but he couldn't find the right time, sweat was all over his forehead, and his black leather gloved palm was repeatedly released and clenched.

Outside the corridor, there were voices coming over, faintly inaudible. The sky is pouring down, sprinkled with the tranquility of the sunset, the slight waves on the glazed tiles, and the graceful peace and tranquility in the twilight years. But in the quiet light there were waves of air, and the willows on both sides of the street were cut and crushed in the moving knife light. Countless soft branches were cut off, flew in the air, and were instantly cut into countless tiny broken strips by the knife light, falling like rain.

It was another earth-shattering confrontation, and the glue-like battle between the two suddenly became a point. Griffith stood still with the black knife in his hand, tilting his head in a slashing gesture. On the other hand, a knife flowing steel hand held the knife in one hand, the left hand pressed on the wrist of the right hand, and the whole person was pressed back under some kind of force, and the thick feet ploughed the pear on the ground, leaving a scratch five or six meters long.

In the distance, on the top of the attic, men named Flying Wing and Timberwolf were also fighting with a young man with a black blindfold, who did not look very old, but his movements were old and serious, and his gestures were imposing. One person still seems to be able to deal with two people with ease, but even so, it will be difficult to take down two well-trained and cooperative abilities in a short period of time.

At the same time, at the moment of these chaos, the sound of gunfire in the streets was still ringing. A grenade smashed through the window glass and fell in front of people, exploding with a bang. Someone ......shouted 'ahhh

In the smoke and flames, Griffith's head turned slightly, he glanced at Tsunade who had regained his position on the opposite side, opened his mouth and made a 'ha' sound, the corners of his mouth were outlined, his body was like a loose arrow towards the other side, and the majestic figure rushed again.

The piercing metal twisting, the sound of slashing, the inverted human body and the red sky light burst out and stirred in the whirlwind of the sky, and in the sunset, which was as weak as a woman, the figures of the two were pulled out from under their feet for more than ten meters, and the sudden contact was as abrupt and treacherous as a ghost. In the afterimage of the shadow puppet play, Ruan Thi Jie, who was already scared silly behind the flower bed, held his head with his hands and subconsciously shrunk his body, and in the cold wind, he heard the man named Griffith now speaking on the opposite side of light, like a ghost: "It's too slow! It's too slow! It's too slow!! ”

Bell ~ bell ~ bell ~ bell ~ bell ~

"Hurry up, hurry up ......"

Bell ~ bell ~ bell ~ bell ~

"Left, right, left, left, you're too slow with steel hands......"

In such a voice, the majestic man who was as fierce as a tiger was beaten back and retreated, and he had no power to fight back. He roared and slashed a piece of heaven and earth with all his might, the former jumped backwards, touched his face with one hand, and then approached and held the black knife in his hand again.

"Left!!"

The man shouted again, the steel hand that was already a little gasping for breath had a little anger on his fleshy face, and his sword technique matched the momentum, and it was very heavy. At this time, he was disturbed by the man's voice, the green tendons in his brain pulsated, and the steel hand suddenly opened and shouted angrily: "Long-winded! You shut up!! ”

He said this again, and then in the next second, a black knife came from the left and slapped heavily on the side of the steel hand's face, and the force sank, and the man couldn't help but tilt his head when he was slapped by the knife.

The roar of the famous knife in the hand of the steel hand suddenly stopped, and he maintained a tilted head posture, and there was still a certain surprise and incredulity in the expression on his face. The man's skin was dark, and a long red mark was gradually emerging on the left side of his face—he, Tsunade, had been slapped in the face with the back of a knife during the battle......

At the same time, Griffith was very honest and didn't take the opportunity to do more. He grabbed the black knife, touched the bridge of his nose, and shrugged innocently: "I told you, left, left, left...... Why don't you listen to persuasion? ”

His voice spoke leisurely, and after about two seconds, the steel hand on Genma's side came back to his senses. He touched the bruises on his cheeks with the hand holding the knife very stiffly, and the expression on his face and the light in his eyes completely cooled: "You...... Very good. ”

In response to this, Griffith only smiled and did not refute it. However, at the same time, the man on the other side had already raised his knife, and the seven-inch light that had been passed down to the end of the Edo period, Ota himself, was held up to his forehead in some strange posture.

In an instant, a strange iron blood and decaying aura rushed in, and the man's left and right eyes were reflected in the famous knife into four pairs of cold and cold, just like the rumored Asura who was born in the sea of blood - he wanted to send this guy who dared to insult himself to the underworld with the strongest attitude in his life!

"Mystery and Ratchet True Blood" ......

In the air, there seemed to be such a sound spreading, the sound was like a red sea, and the steel hand suddenly moved, bringing the afterimage that rose because of the strength and heaviness - his movements were not fast, but as if with the power of many waters, surging like a tide, impermeable to the wind, unstoppable, and suffocating.

At the same time, the seven-inch light of the famous knife in the man's hand and the man's eyes were mixed together, cold and blood-red. He slammed into the air, his blade slashing straight down, his long knife and eyes pulling out a red glow in the air. It's like the trail of the rear taillights of a desperate express speeding past in the middle of the night.

Then the heavy pressure, the light, and more bits and pieces of the water 'bell' on the slender man opposite. The man pulled out the black knife and raised his hand to shoot it back, the red light surrounded him, and after two or three seconds, the man's slightly panicked voice came out of the knife light along with the incessant sound of metal clashing, a bit like through glass.

"So fast! So fast! So fast! So fast!! Stop, I can't stand it, I'm going to be cut, don't, it's so fast...... Uh, right. ”

This person's tone of voice was excited, and when he said, 'It's so fast,' there seemed to be a slight sense of surprise and astonishment, so that even if you are not there, you will feel an urgent sense of crisis just listening to the voice.

However, when he speaks, 'Uh...... On the right', the mood is normal. This was a bit of a contrast to the previous excitement, and just as one was surprised by the sound of the voice, a black knife came from the right side of the steel hand, and without warning, it slammed into its face.

The face of the Celestial Descendant Iron Hand suddenly tilted to the other side, and the picture reappeared, how similar the situation was before. So much so that his movements froze again, holding the hilt of the knife with both hands, the knife in his hand was high, and he forgot to slash.

Griffith deftly took a step back: "Tsk, why don't you have a long memory." He shook his head and sighed: "It's all right......"

In such a situation, who would have thought that this sudden blow could really penetrate the sword light and mystery and hit people in the face.

And it is really not a good habit to hit people with the back of a knife, which contains some insults and contempt, after all, if you can hit someone with the back of a knife, you can use the blade to cut people. Griffith did this when the opponent was at full strength, and twice. I was able to cut Tsunade twice in minutes, too.