Prince Qiao's sigh made Junko Matsubara also proud, and said with a smile: "Those swordsmen in China who can kill one person in ten steps are not necessarily stronger than our Shura fast slash, we can continue to carry out the second and third strikes if we can't strike a blow, and cut them in an instant, and the Chinese knights are afraid that they need to retreat if they don't achieve one blow!" ”

"You're right, now you go up and give me your quick slash!" Prince Joe turned his head to look at Junko Matsubara and said.|i^

Junko Matsubara was stunned for a moment and said, "Your gossip pile is not standard, I have no way to use it!" ”

"Even if you don't have a gossip pile, you can still cut it in an instant, right? Even if this gossip pile is not standard, it will definitely not affect you! Prince Qiao looked at Junko Matsubara with squinted eyes.

Junko Matsubara, who put down her book, stepped on a low wooden stake in the middle, and drew a soft knife from her waist.

I saw her shake slightly, and the soft knife instantly straightened, and the figure of Junko Matsubara immediately became blurred, as if it was smoke floating rapidly on the low wooden stake.

Bang bang bang!

Three rings!

Junko Matsubara's figure has returned to the starting point, the long knife is hidden at the side, and her temperament has been different, like a mysterious and cold woman.

Looking at the three wooden stakes beside her, they began to break in the middle, and the cracks were unusually smooth.

Wang Ziqiao clapped his palms and said with a smile: "Okay, very good, if I'm not mistaken, you should be at the fourth-level grandmaster level, right?" And you are by no means sixteen and a half years old, or eighteen years old, tell me your true identity among the Shuramons, and the true identity of your grandfather, perhaps, I will consider seeing a doctor for him! ”

When Junko Matsubara heard this, her expression trembled, she no longer saw any tenderness, frowned, and said, "How can you see it?" ”

"The low wooden stakes I buried, naturally only I know the way, I deliberately buried them very shallow, and very unreliable, but you stepped on it, but it was as light as a feather, this kind of light footwork is definitely not the ability of a third-level martial artist, you are only one step away from stepping on the snow without a trace and dancing in your palm, right?" Prince Joe smiled. _!~;

After hearing this, Junko Matsubara suddenly laughed out loud, but it was no longer flattering, the willow waist was straight, the chest was more plump, and the shallow smile gave people a condescending attitude, and said: "If you want to know my identity, then defeat me first!" ”

After saying a word, Junko Matsubara's figure suddenly disappeared, turned into an afterimage, and pounced on Prince Qiao in the air.

Prince Qiao snorted, pulled out the soft sword from his waist, and stabbed it with a wave of his arm.

Junko Matsubara is still the same, her body changes like a ghost, four consecutive slashes in an instant, and the four figures trapped Wang Ziqiao in the middle, the attack directions of these four knives are different, there is real in the void, and there is no way to hide.

Wang Ziqiao's spiritual power encompassed the four figures around him, and his arm stabbed four times in an instant, each of which accurately hit Junko Matsubara's long knife.

Dangdangdang......

All four knives were taken by Prince Qiao.

Only this time Prince Joe failed to restrain Junko Matsubara's long knife with a soft sword, and after forcing Junko Matsubara back, Junko Matsubara suddenly disappeared.

"Hide the cat with me?" Wang Ziqiao's figure suddenly ejected, stepped on the ancient tree branch ten meters away, moved again, and disappeared into this area.

But the next moment, Junko Matsubara revealed her figure, and she had already changed into a black dress, and the hood on her cheek was cut through by an invisible wind blade.

"You?" Junko Matsubara looked around, but she couldn't see the figure of Prince Qiao at all.

Chirp......

An arrow condensed by the wind element approached Junko Matsubara's back.

Junko Matsubara hurriedly turned around and aimed at the wind arrow.

But who knew that this wind arrow would actually turn out of thin air, bypassing Matsubara's sword and hitting her throat.

Junko Matsubara looked shocked, her body quickly shifted sideways, and she pulled out an afterimage in place, and the wind arrow passed through the afterimage and hit a tree trunk, directly penetrating the thick trunk of the bowl.

And before Junko Matsubara could stand firm, several wind blades gathered from all directions.

Junko Matsubara already showed a look of horror, she didn't understand how Prince Qiao attacked, and how he used air as a weapon, and the most terrifying thing was that Junko Matsubara found that she couldn't find Prince Qiao at all.

However, just a few wind blades couldn't hurt Junko Matsubara, and she continued to pull out the usual afterimage against the ground, constantly flashing in the woods.

The blades of the wind either cut into the trunk of the tree or hit the ground, leaving long marks.

Crackling......

The sound of fighting in the grove continued, and even the two of them could no longer be seen, if ordinary people came here, they would definitely think that there were ghosts in the grove.

Junko Matsubara's figure is also looming, every time she is invisible, she can be forced out by Wang Ziqiao's attack, and she has the intention to escape, but she is very unwilling, after all, she is here to ask Wang Ziqiao, and this fight is not a real duel.

But she also knows that if the Dao goes on like this, she will definitely lose herself, although the Shura body method is known for being fast, but any martial arts has pros and cons, and the price of being fast is not lasting.

After a series of dodges, her body was getting slower and slower.

Another wind blade swooped in on her, and Junko Matsubara didn't dodge it, the wind blade brushed over her shoulder, tearing a hole in her clothes, revealing her fair skin.

"Divine Doctor Wang, Junzi is willing to bow down, and please come out to see you!" Junko Matsubara spoke.

A gust of wind blew, shaped like a white transparent ribbon, and quickly surrounded Junko Matsubara, but the figure of Prince Qiao rushed down from the branches above Junko Matsubara's head, and the long sword in his hand went straight to the top of Junko Matsubara's head.

The sword screeched with the wind, like an arrow off the string.

Junko Matsubara hurriedly raised her head and tried to use a quick dodge to dodge, but she found that she seemed to be in the water, and the wind around her body was actually tightly restraining herself.

The long sword in Wang Ziqiao's hand was like a snake, and after meeting with Matsubara's long knife, it instantly surrounded, and with a bang, the tip of the sword was like a snake's head, and it hit Matsubara's white throat.

The figures of the two are frozen on the ground.

Boom!

Junko Matsubara's feet sank out of thin air, reaching to her calves, and the soil solidified, completely imprisoning her.

"This?" Junko Matsubara looked down at her feet, even more surprised.

Wang Ziqiao withdrew his long sword and said, "You can at least use the Shura Four Slashes, and I think you should know all of the Eight Slashes of the Dao Shura, not the three Slashes, what my Prince Qiao hates the most is to be deceived!" ”

"Who the hell are you? Why would there be so many strange moves? Junko Matsubara said with a solemn expression.

"Huaxia people, which of your moves didn't you learn from Huaxia?" Prince Qiao raised his long sword, picked up Junko Matsubara's chin, and smiled: "Now that you are my defeated men, shouldn't you also tell the truth?" ”

(The first watch, go to bed early and get up early in the future, get up early today, there should be six watches, ask for votes!) ）