In the duel of masters of their level, those who are level five and below can't get into it at all, just like Wang Ziqiao watching a ** level master fight.

Even if it is a sneak attack, it will not have much effect, unless you use that kind of large-caliber sniper rifle, a bullet that is several times the speed of sound, it is possible to pose a threat to Wang Ziqiao.

However, ninjas also have the pride of ninjas, just like the martial arts people in China generally don't use firearms, as for Shilong, it is purely different, because they are national personnel.

The two ninjas who attacked Prince Qiao were named Takeda Chang and Takeda Hiroshi, they were also members of the Takeda family, and they were twin brothers.

It is precisely because of this that they escaped.

Wang Ziqiao's injuries healed in an instant, and the next blow from Takeda Chang and Takeda Hiroshi had already arrived.

It's just that they are fast, Wang Ziqiao is faster, double click and swing, and it is a series of fast swords, there is no fastest, only faster, the two sword rays infinitely hit forward, already ignoring the length of the distance, because the latter sword will automatically push the previous sword forward impact.

As the Takeda brothers dodged, Prince Joe's arm turned into a machine gun and swept through everything......

Dangdangdang......

The sparks scattered, forcing the Takeda brothers to quickly fly back, jump onto the roof, and escape the pursuit of Wang Ziqiao's fast sword.

Rivaled two sixth-level players, and there was no sign of defeat, and it also made all the ninjas around him frightened.

"If you don't kill you, I'll kill you!" Prince Qiao sneered, and released a wind magic in the magic, although he did not use the spiritual power in the deity's body, it did not mean that he could not use the distraction in the magic wand.

Prince Qiao's body, which had already reached the sixth-level standard, was so fast that it was impossible to see after being blessed with wind magic, and under the dim light, it turned into a series of afterimages, and quickly rushed towards Takeda Hong, who was already injured.

Takeda Hiroshi was already a little frightened, he found that he had been locked by Wang Ziqiao's momentum, and there was nowhere to escape, forcing him to fight, roaring angrily, beating his spirit, and slashing out a sword qi.

And Wang Zi Qiao castrated slightly, the afterimage was elongated, the sword peak turned slightly, turning into a gorgeous sword shadow and arm shadow, like the waves, with the whistling sound of the wind, into stacks, crushing Takeda Hong's sword qi, cutting a gap from it, the long sword flashed with Wang Ziqiao's figure, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Takeda Hong's throat.

"Ah...... Big brother be careful! Takeda Chang let out an exclamation, he couldn't imagine that Wang Ziqiao's speed was so fast, and like the wind, he couldn't catch any sword trajectory at all, so he could only insert a sword diagonally, trying to resist Wang Ziqiao's sword.

Strike!

Wang Ziqiao's figure flashed past Takeda Hiroshi's side, and then froze five meters away.

Looking at Takeda Hiroshi again, his neck had disappeared, crushed by countless sword flowers, and the blood was like a huge red flower blooming, scattered in all directions, and Takeda Hiroshi's head also rolled down, and there was only fear and unwillingness in his eyes.

"Ah......" Seeing this scene, Takeda Chang was furious, and turned around and threw himself at Prince Qiao.

However, Wang Ziqiao seemed to teleport, his figure suddenly disappeared from the original place, and a little blue light quickly approached Takeda Chang, and increased rapidly, as if the flower bones were blooming quickly under the spring breeze, and the beauty was intoxicating.

Takeda Chang watched this scene in a daze, and even forgot about attacking and defending.

When this blue flower covered his head, it immediately showed a terrifying appearance, like a man-eating flower, and in a flash, Takeda Chang had become a headless corpse.

The afterimages overlapped, and they were all in one place, and Wang Ziqiao's figure reappeared, and he, who was holding a sword in both hands, also let out a slight breath, and the blood beads on the two swords were slipping from the long sword and dripping to the ground.

Graceful and brutal, demonic.

At this moment, the entire Rosa Gate was silent, looking very weird, and the more than 100 ninjas who had originally tried to rush towards Prince Qiao just now also suddenly stopped.

Prince Qiao's dark eyes, looking up at the starry sky, didn't seem to care who the two people who died, but unfortunately there were no stars tonight, and the sky was gray.

"What is potential? What does it mean? What is Heart? Could it be that only a master like the seventh ** level can comprehend? Demon God Jue, even the guy who became a great magician, didn't cultivate to the ninth level, he should be worried that the soul and the body would fit too well, and then merge together, so that he couldn't cultivate the soul alone and couldn't become a magician, right? Where do I go on my path? Prince Qiao said secretly in his heart.

And these ninjas around them finally reacted, and roared for the first few fifth-level peak people: "Kill, kill him, avenge the two seniors!" ”

As soon as they roared, the rest of the people finally reacted, raised their katanas, and rushed towards Prince Joe.

Wang Ziqiao retracted his thoughts and looked at the people rushing over, almost instantly, an incomparably fierce momentum swept away from his body.

From silence to sharp edges, it was transformed in an instant, as if from the time of spring when the flowers were blooming, it suddenly turned into the cold winter of the wax moon where everything withered, the whole world trembled, and everyone felt a cool wind blowing in their faces.

However, these ninjas relied on the large number of people, and still slashed at Wang Ziqiao, and the sword qi formed a huge net, enveloping Wang Ziqiao.

Wang Zi Qiao's double swords were raised, his steps moved, his posture was extremely elegant, like the wind, like catkins, as if dancing, one after another sword shadows flew around him, sometimes spreading like flowers, sometimes overlapping together, the sword net that shrouded him collapsed, and Wang Ziqiao rushed into the crowd.

The sword light is deep and cold, like divine help, and after passing, it brings up blood lines.

Prince Joe's body was as fast as the wind, undulating and elegant, gorgeous and light, as if he was not killing people, his expression was calm, as if he was listening or silently telling someone......

He shuttled through the crowd, and no one could touch the corner of his clothes, and every time the sword stabbed out, there were countless afterimages, which made people unguardable.

Blood stained the ground.

But these ninjas were not afraid, knowing that the moths were fighting the fire, but they still rushed towards Prince Qiao.

The day they became ninjas, they already knew that their lives no longer belonged to them, but to the sect.

The sect is no longer there, and they have only one way to die.

The sword light suddenly appeared, like a dragon, like a frightening ......

It was a fantastic night, it was a night of killing.

When Prince Joe stopped and stood in the middle of the courtyard, the knife in the hand of a ninja behind him also fell to the ground, crisp and intoxicating, and the ninja himself slowly fell on his back, with a thousand unwillingness in his eyes.

But Wang Ziqiao sighed lightly: "It's still a little close!" ”

Matsubara Tomosa and Matsubara Junko in the pavilion were already stunned, silently looking at the figures standing in the sea of blood in the corpse mountain below, feeling in a trance.