The two long knives that were as blue as autumn water were held high by the two ragged warriors, and they slashed towards Xiao Yu's location quickly.

Xiao Yu didn't avoid it, he used his mental power, and pushed out a palm towards the two people who were in the same step.

As if between them, an oval glass bell suddenly appeared.

The figures of the two rag-clad samurai rushing towards this side were suddenly pinned in unison.

The small and messy things that were originally scattered on the deck were all lifted into the air at this moment, and then they "crackled" down towards the two of them.

After dodging the palm wind in a very embarrassed way, the two of them were furious, and they used their knives again to kill the generals viciously here.

Xiao Yu condensed his mental power and prepared to make up for it again.

Unexpectedly, Ah Tong had already driven the leopard, sat idly on the leopard's back, and passed by Xiao Yu leisurely.

"Master, you rest first, these two guys, just hand it over to Ah Tong." The little guy is also speaking casually.

Ah Tong's ability, Xiao Yu naturally knows it.

Therefore, Xiao Yu was happy to flash to the side, just watching how Ah Tong made a move.

Ah Tong, who was riding on the back of a leopard, had a small face that was originally smiling, but suddenly became serious.

It's serious, like a little Wei Tuo who is preparing to subdue demons and eliminate demons.

A fat little hand that was originally holding the long hair around the leopard's neck was also quietly erected.

He lowered his long eyelashes, lowered his eyebrows, his demeanor was serene, and his mouth began to quietly chant words.

A trace of white smoke began to spread slowly in front of the leopard.

The two ragged warriors in the mist, their originally fierce expressions, suddenly became confused.

A pair of fierce eyes with cold eyes immediately became a little more confused.

The long knife in his hand also quietly lowered down.

In the midst of everyone's stunned onlookers, suddenly, a short whistle came from the fog.

Ah Tong rode a leopard and jumped lightly.

The two ragged samurai who were standing there were suddenly shaken in spirit.

The original fierce expression returned to his face, and the long knife that hung down was waved vigorously again.

It's just that this time they are each cutting at each other's brothers.

The two of them have the same clothes, the same appearance, and the same martial arts origin.

Therefore, when the two of them fight, they are all evenly matched, regardless of each other.

The big man on the opposite side and a large group of people immediately shouted loudly.

Xiao Yu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and smile:

In other words, Ah Tong, a little fox, is too stubborn to do this.

It's just that if the effect of this mist disappears, these two people suddenly come to their senses, and in the midst of shame, the big man and a few of them, won't they suffer again?

Thinking about this, Xiao Yu hurriedly waved to the big men who were watching the excitement.

That big man is also a thick and thin person.

Looking at Xiao Yu's gestures, he immediately understood. immediately greeted the group of people who followed, and the five people who had just been defeated in one move returned to Xiao Yu's back together.

Looking further over, the fight between the two brothers began to become more and more intense.

The already proficient knife technique, in their hands, made the atmosphere more and more complete.

The sharp knife wind cut out one bloody cut after another on the opponent's clothes and arms.

The blood and pain inspired the killing hearts of the two people who were struggling more deeply.

After the two sharp whistles, the two long knives with autumn water-like blue danced, each facing the other party's heavenly spirit cover, and the sword wind slashed down.

"Big Tiger, Little Tiger, what are you all doing here!"

A terrible scream came from the front hatch.