Among the dozen or so people were led by two middle-aged men, one of whom had his hair shaved off the middle and front of his head and combed into the head of the ancient Japanese samurai, with a solemn face, wearing kendo culottes and clogs. The other was dressed much more modernly, with dyed blonde hair, erect roots, two large earrings on his ears, a scarlet mouth, and a dark green suit.

The rest of them were all dressed in black suits, with black scarves on their faces, long knives across their waists, and they looked menacing. The man in green held a small folding fan in his hand, with an eerie smile on his face, and the folding fan shook lightly and said a few words to the woman in white.

The woman in white's face was like frost, her clothes were windless, and when she heard the man in green's teasing, her face was even more angry. In the wooden house, three more men in white walked out, one of them took a knife and handed it to the woman in white, with a long knife in her hand, the woman in white was like a sword with a blade, the momentum was extremely powerful, and the people who looked at her couldn't help but take a step back.

The people on both sides seem to know each other, and after they meet, there is a bit of arguing, but unfortunately Li Yifan doesn't understand Japanese, he doesn't understand what they are talking about at all, and the people on both sides seem to have forgotten him. Gradually, the voices of the people on both sides became more and more intense, and even if Li Yifan didn't understand Japanese, he knew that the two groups were about to start.

A wry smile appeared on Li Yifan's face, it seems that the time to come this time is really wrong. He was now sandwiched between two groups, and he was wearing a mask to avoid people's eyes, and if he moved his hands, he would definitely be swept in. Looking at the group of people in the future, it is obviously not a good type, and the surrounding water is already surrounded by water, and it seems impossible for him to go out well. He continued to take a few steps back, otherwise he would be the first to be attacked in a fight.

A hint of impatience flashed across the face of the man dressed as a samurai, and it seemed to him that what he had planned before he came, and now it was just a waste of words. His right hand suddenly swung forward, and the black-clothed subordinates behind him rushed forward like a tide, and the sound of the sword coming out of the sheath sounded, and Li Yifan actually had a feeling of being in the middle of the battlefield.

Behind the wooden house, a group of men in black kendo uniforms also poured out, the number of people was far less than the other party, only a dozen people, two groups of people exchanged hands in front of the courtyard, swords and swords, murderous aura.

So many people fought bloody battles in this square inch of land, but they didn't make much noise, it seems that there was a tacit understanding between them. Only the sound of weapons colliding, the muffled snort of people when the sword slashed through the human body, the winner did not shout cheers, the loser did not scream, and fell to the ground silently, and life came to an end.

The combat power of the woman in white is far greater than that of the other side, and now the ground is almost full of the corpses of the other party, but behind the flowers, the men in black suits continue to pour out, and their side soon showed a trend of exhaustion, and more and more people began to be injured, fall, and die. This is a battle with no chance of winning, the men in the kendo uniforms did not flinch, did not despair, and their eyes became brighter and brighter, as if a flame was burning.

One by one shines in the night sky, brilliant and dazzling, such a beautiful sword light, Li Yifan exclaimed! The woman in white saw that her subordinates suffered heavy casualties, and finally couldn't help but take action. It's just a knife, and the men in the power suit are like stakes that have been cut off in pieces, falling in pieces. Then her figure flashed, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and her shot was like electricity, and with every knife, a person in the crowd would inevitably fall, and a large area in the courtyard would be emptied in an instant.

"Yaga!" The Japanese samurai was furious, holding a knife in his right hand, and rushed out, with a loud shout, silver light flashed, tearing the long night! With a bang, the woman in white hurriedly took out her knife and intercepted the long knife of the samurai, both of which were extraordinary, and the moonlight reflected on the body of the knife, like flowing water. The woman in white took a few steps back, her chest was dull, and a mouthful of blood was almost spurting out.

The Japanese samurai sneered, stepped forward in a staggered step, and the long knife slashed out in a row, one knife was faster than another, one knife was heavier than another, and a cloud of knife light swept the woman in white into it, and gradually even the figure could not be seen.

Seeing that the samurai had already made a move, the demon man in green flicked his fingers, and a strong wind popped out, and the samurai long knives on the side of the woman in white were broken by the finger wind. He laughed coquettishly, and his figure pounced, and his palms grew long red nails, like ghosts, and let out bursts of eerie laughter.

The three men in white glanced at each other, and at the same time drew their swords, the sword light was like lightning, and the fighting spirit was like a tide, both with the heart of death, no matter how strong the opponent was, it could not shake their determination.

At this time, the battle had entered its most tragic stage, and more than a dozen samurai wearing black kendo uniforms had already suffered casualties, and the remaining two or three were also scarred and blood-stained robes.

The strength of the three men in white is far superior to that of ordinary samurai, but now they are only struggling to support themselves. Although the man in green is demonic, his strength is very superb, and he can still not stop his attack even if the three of them dance like a windmill with a long knife. After a short time, dense wounds were added to the bodies of the three people, and blood flowed out, which was actually black.

Among them, the only one in the situation is better than the woman in white. Her sword skills are fierce, both in strength and speed are far beyond ordinary people, but his opponent is even more extraordinary, the sword pharaoh is spicy, and she firmly controls the rhythm of the battle.

Seeing that her side had completely fallen behind, the woman in white was anxious, and even cast a killing move, and the long knife turned into a huge silver wheel and crushed the samurai on the opposite side. The samurai frowned, knowing that it was powerful, he didn't take it hard, jumped to the side, the woman in white did not continue to attack him, she dodged to the side of the man in green, and forced the man in green away with two swords.

The woman in white shouted something to the three companions who were not lightly injured, and her companion's face showed hesitation, and under her fierce gaze, one of them turned and ran back to the wooden house.

The middle-aged warrior and the green-clothed demon man rushed up at the same time, and the woman in white gritted her teeth and met her two companions as well. There was a layer of ice light on the blade of the woman in white, and when the long knife was waved, a cold breath was released, and the other two men were swordsman's fierce flames, and the three of them only attacked and could not defend, they were completely desperate to fight, the middle-aged warrior and the demon man in green were powerful, and they couldn't help them for a while.

In the wooden house, the man in white who ran in just now was carrying a little girl on his back, followed by several men in black with knives, and rushed out quickly.

The courtyard was littered with corpses and severed arms, and rivers of blood flowed like hell. Ordinary people are afraid that they have already been scared when they see it, and it is good not to be incontinent on the spot. The little girl lay quietly on the back of the man in white, not crying or making trouble, but her eyes were red, and she looked worriedly at the woman in white and the others who were still fighting.

Taking advantage of the middle-aged samurai and the man in green being blocked, this group of people escorted the little girl to find a direction with few enemies and desperately broke through, which happened to be the direction where Li Yifan was staying at the moment.

Although the man in white was not lightly injured, he was also poisoned, and the remnant tiger was still unstoppable, one after another enemies rushed up, and fell down one after another, the man in white had heavy steps, and he was also a little dizzy in front of him, I don't know if it was excessive bleeding or a poisonous attack. He bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and sobered up a little, no, he couldn't fall yet, no matter what, he had to send His Highness out safely.

After rushing a few more steps, he was about to break out of the encirclement, and the man in white was overjoyed, and the little girl was already carried by another man at this time, so that he could exert his strength without any scruples. Under the gloomy night sky, a crumpled arm suddenly stretched out, and the palm of the hand was withered and small, striking at the man in white from afar.

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