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The craftsman's four swords were heavy and light, fast and slow, constantly switching, and Sakuradiya Rindo only held the flame cry with one hand, blocking all of the craftsman's slashes.

"Your four swords are indeed interesting, but in the end they are just tricks, you remember, more swords, the better." Sakuramiya Lin Dao sneered.

Lin Dao's flame cry suddenly stabbed into the craftsman's chest, only to hear a soft sound of "ding", the scythe in the craftsman's left hand and the ghost head knife in the right hand clamped Lin Dao's flame cry together, but the front end of the blade of the flame cry still slightly stabbed into the craftsman's chest, the craftsman's right leg was slightly raised, and the straight blade Su Ying was about to cut out, but Lin Dao suddenly stepped out against the craftsman's thigh, so that Su Ying could not move.

The craftsman's chest was instantly dyed red, and he and Lin Dao held each other, but the flame cry still penetrated into the craftsman's chest little by little.

The craftsman shook his head, and the cicada wing dagger in his mouth shot at Lin Dao's neck, Lin Dao's body leaned back to avoid the cicada wing dagger, and the craftsman also took the opportunity to retreat, gasping deeply, and his heart was afraid for a while.

Several warriors from the north roared and rushed towards the forest road, but the craftsman shouted to stop him: "Don't go! ”

Lin Dao snorted, the blade was flat, and with a slash around his body, a knife shadow burst out, and everyone who approached him was cut in half.

However, more and more soldiers from the north gathered and seemed intent on attacking them in groups.

"A group of miscellaneous fish, I don't know whether to live or die, then I'll clear the scene." Lin Dao began to chant.

A dark red fire suddenly ignited on the flame cry, and the fire was wrapped around the flame cry, rolled into a spiral, and extended more than ten meters long!

With a flash of flames, a circle of flames spread, and more than a dozen houses in this neighborhood were ablaze, and the bodies of dozens of northern warriors were torn apart, turned into burning pieces, and fell on the gray and black earth, and not a drop of blood came out of these corpses, because their blood was evaporated in an instant by the heat of the flame knife.

"I'm the fire!" Lin Dao's eyes seemed to flicker with flames.

"I represent...... Death! ”

The craftsman was half-kneeling on the ground, although he had a fighting spirit to protect himself, but under Lin Dao's move just now, his arms and face were still burned, showing dark red burns.

"You and I are too far apart, I went into the city to fight the silver wolf Ace, and now, I am also warmed up, it is time to kill you." Lin Dao put the flame cry back into the sheath with a blank expression.

The craftsman stretched out his hand and tapped it twice on his chest, stopping the bleeding from the wound, and at the same time his brows were tightly locked, he knew that he really couldn't stop Sakura Palace Lin Dao, if it wasn't for Sakura Palace Lin Dao not seriously fighting with him, he would have been defeated a long time ago.

Ingenuity said: The matter has come to this, only with that knife can you stop him, no matter what the cost, you must stop him here! But...... Where is that knife now?

Then the craftsman heard a cry of overjoy.

"Master!"

The craftsman turned his head suddenly, and saw Nankong deftly turning over a pile of dilapidated rubble and running towards him.

Nankong's speed was very fast, and in a blink of an eye, she had already come to the front of the craftsman, and her cold face couldn't help but float with a burst of joy: "Master, you really aren't dead!" ”

The craftsman scolded: "Bah, my old man has a great fortune, why did he die?" ”

The craftsman paused, glanced at Sakuranomiya Lin Dao, and smiled bitterly: "However, he is also dying." ”

The craftsman raised his eyebrows, and he finally noticed that Nankong was carrying a very long thing behind her back, which was far beyond her height, wrapped in black cloth, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

The craftsman felt a hint of familiarity in the black cloth, and his voice trembled: "You...... You actually got this thing out of the basement? ”

Nankong nodded and said, "Well, because you have always cherished it, I was afraid that it would not be safe to put it in the basement after the war began, so I carried it with me." ”

The craftsman suddenly asked in a deep voice, "You haven't opened it, have you?" ”

Nankong was stunned and said, "No." ”

The craftsman let out a sigh: "That's good, this thing is very dangerous, you must not touch it." ”