Li Baoqiang squinted his eyes and listened to the subtle movements in the wind and rain, the ninja in the legend of the ninja can go to heaven and earth.

But Li Baoqiang didn't believe it, it was just a thing that used props to cover people's eyes, and it didn't have the magic of legend.

In the field of vision, only Empress Zhen was half-kneeling on the balcony, and there was no trace of Zi Sanyunsheng.

Empress Zhen was half-open, dumbfounded, with an incredible expression in her eyes, Li Baoqiang actually succeeded in defeating Zisan Yunsheng, Japan's first samurai.

However, Li Baoqiang thought of one thing, Zi Sanyunsheng was injured, the military thorn penetrated his shoulder, and the military thorn had a three-edged blood trough, Zi Sanyunsheng categorically did not dare to pull out the military thorn, otherwise he would bleed to death.

But if the military thorn is pierced into the shoulder, there will still be blood stains, and these blood stains are enough to expose Zi Sanyunsheng's traces, Li Baoqiang stared at the surroundings with all his attention, judging Zi Sanyunsheng's traces.

Li Baoqiang picked up the first samurai's katana, slowly waved it twice, and felt the strength of the katana, which was no different from the Miao knife, which shows that the Japanese katana was also stolen from the Miao knife, because there is no difference between the two at all.

Li Baoqiang's eyes scanned the ground like a radar, and as time went by, Li Baoqiang believed that as long as Zi Sanyunsheng was still hiding on the balcony, the horse's feet would be exposed, and blood would be the horse's feet, and Zi Sanyunsheng would definitely not leave, because he was a real samurai.

As Li Baoqiang expected, a drop of blood in the corner of the balcony quietly fell into the rain on the ground and instantly melted into the water, but it was still discovered by Li Baoqiang.

"Come out, I found you, haha." Li Baoqiang brandished his katana and rushed towards the bloody water, and he wanted to force Sanyunsheng to appear.

Disheveled! With a bang, a cloud of white smoke exploded, and once again it spread everywhere, and Li Baoqiang hurriedly held his breath.

This thing is very level, and even if the rain hits, it shows no signs of disappearing quickly, and it still fills the air.

However, the wind and rain still played a role in the end, and the smoke disappeared under the effect of the wind and rain, probably because of the typhoon's strong winds.

But when the smoke dissipated, Li Baoqiang also felt the danger, and then his body leaped upward, and there was a sound of metal breaking through the air under his feet, and two thistles flew towards the soles of Li Baoqiang's feet in the direction of a zigzag, and at the same time, there were also two thistles flying above his head. Li Baoqiang didn't dare to slack off, this may be a ninja's homemade bomb, just now he was bombarded with grenades, Li Baoqiang still had a fear of bombs and the like.

Li Baoqiang took a breath, his body rushed forward, and after landing, he rolled forward and stood up steadily.

The four thistles staggered through the air, flew for three seconds, and plunged deep into the wall on the side of the balcony.

"Very powerful!" Li Baoqiang also admired this strength very much, Zi Sanyunsheng was able to shoot such a strength of thistle terrestris even when he had a shoulder injury, which really made people admire this guy's profound skills.

Li Baoqiang just stood up, and there was a sound of breaking the air in the air, and a delicate scimitar roared in, heading straight for Li Baoqiang's front door, the scimitar was shaped like a sickle, with blades on both sides, flashing with cold light, Li Baoqiang hurriedly separated it with a katana.

However, the strange thing is that the scimitar did not fly, turned in one direction, drew an arc, turned around, and continued to slide towards Li Baoqiang's neck.

Li Baoqiang's body was short, and the scimitar flew above his head, spinning in the air and returning to Zi Sanyunsheng's palm.

This time Li Baoqiang understood that the tail of the scimitar was connected to Zi Sanyunsheng's hand, and the end of the metal wire was Zi Sanyunsheng's body, Li Baoqiang said secretly: I haven't had much experience yet, I will also throw the flying knife again, and I will stab you in the heart.

Li Baoqiang threw out the katana, and the katana instantly pierced the end of the scimitar with the sound of the wind, but this time it was in the air, and the katana flew over the balcony and pierced directly into the courtyard.

Li Baoqiang is very regretful, there is still a certain level of ninja skills, at least for now, there is still no trace of Zi Sanyunsheng, and he has been attacked by Zi Sanyunsheng again and again.

Li Baoqiang continued to concentrate on checking the clues, but found that there were a few small white balls spinning on the ground, Li Baoqiang secretly screamed that it was not good, the hidden weapons on this guy were really endless.

Li Baoqiang didn't dare to land with his feet, he flipped forward in the air, his toes lightly touched the wall, and his body reflected backwards.

At this time, the small balls diffused white smoke, and in an instant, the balcony seemed to enter the fog, and the smoke was everywhere, which created excellent conditions for Zi Sanyunsheng's concealment.

Li Baoqiang retreated into the corridor of the small building, he closed his eyes, using the Mahayana to decide that he could completely avoid the conventional way of breathing, even if the smoke was poisonous, it would not hurt him, but no matter how capable he was, his eyes could not see clearly in the smoke that filled the place.

Under certain conditions, keen hearing and perception play a key role.

A subtle sound of breaking the air came from his back, Li Baoqiang scribbled back with his backhand, his fingertips had pinched an iron thistle with unmistakable accuracy, and he immediately threw it back to the rear.

Then Li Baoqiang's body rushed forward, stepping on the wall of the balcony at an astonishing speed, dozens of thistles roared towards his back heart, but Li Baoqiang stepped on the wall, with inertia, his body successfully changed direction, and then swooped down, rushing to Zi Sanyunsheng who was hiding behind.

In the process of parkour on the wall, Li Baoqiang picked up a tile, pinched it into more than a dozen pieces, and threw it in the direction where Zi Sanyunsheng might be hiding.

There was a voice that fell into Li Baoqiang's ears, it was the muffled sound of tiles hitting his clothes, Li Baoqiang pulled out his pistol in the air and aimed it in that direction, bang is three shots, a scream came, Li Baoqiang knew that he had succeeded.

"Malegobi, on playing with dark weapons, the Chinese are your ancestors!"

Li Baoqiang scolded secretly, although he used a pistol, the principle was the same.

All this happened in a few seconds, Li Baoqiang quietly landed, did not immediately walk towards Zi Sanyunsheng, the soldiers are not tired of cheating, Li Baoqiang is at the end of the strong crossbow at this time, for fear that there will be more danger, and his life will not be guaranteed.

Li Baoqiang is not a reckless man, he knows that he is not afraid of no firewood in the green mountains, the world is big, not only Japan needs to conquer, there are more places in the world that need to be conquered by themselves, and there are more beauties waiting for him to pamper, hehe, Li Baoqiang is an extremely narcissistic guy.

The white smoke gradually dissipated, and the figure of Zi Sanyunsheng in the corner of the balcony in front of him also appeared dimly in the smoke, but at this time, Zi Sanyunsheng was lying on the ground, dying.

However, Empress Zhen stood up and looked at Zi Sanyunsheng on the ground with a frightened expression, with a hint of cruelty and determination in his eyes.