Seeing that his subordinates who were still alive just now were burned into a piece of charcoal in the blink of an eye, He Ziming couldn't help but be stunned, and the dragon sword in his hand shook, and his body turned into a lightning bolt and attacked the ninja.

The ninja snorted coldly, and the long knife in his hand rolled up, this knife seemed unremarkable, but it was earth-shattering, even the people standing in the distance could feel the momentum of killing.

He Ziming saw that the other party did not dodge or dodge, and knew that his sword would definitely be able to stab the other party through, but it was difficult for him to dodge the other party's fatal knife, so in desperation, he had to hurriedly change his moves, and the horizontal sword was blocked, but when he heard a loud noise, he was shocked by the knife and turned upside down.

"Your swordsmanship is very good, but if you run into me, you will die!" The ninja smirked and began to attack.

What Li Guanqi and the others didn't expect was that the ninja's martial arts were so high, pure spelling moves, and he Ziming, who had never been defeated since his debut, except for Tamakawako, was completely suppressed.

He Ziming's swordsmanship was extremely fast and ingenious, but the ninja did not take the move head-on, but jumped and dodged, and then bullied himself to the right side of He Ziming and slashed at the ground. He Ziming's body turned, avoided to the left, and unintentionally snapped, and was swept by the ninja's right leg that took the opportunity to pick up, and suddenly felt painful, He Ziming's eyes were dark, and he almost fainted, but fortunately, what he practiced was the authentic mental method, and when he encountered external forces, the body protection magic naturally produced resistance, so he was not injured.

Seeing that the martial arts tricks of this ninja were too peculiar, He Ziming immediately calmed his mind and turned attack into defense, wanting to see the opponent's martial arts path clearly, and then attacked. The ninja did not relax, and shouted words that everyone did not understand, and pressed on.

He Ziming held the sword in his right hand and made a false move. The left hand stretched out and grabbed the wrist of the opponent's right hand, but the ninja suddenly let go, pulled out the other knife on his waist with a choked sound, and cut an arc in the air, straight to He Ziming's chest and abdomen. He Ziming saw that it was too late to block. In desperation, he had to let go of the other party's wrist, and quickly retreated with force under his feet.

Now the ninja has become a knife in each hand, it turns out that Japanese ninjas sometimes wear double knives, one blade is longer, the curvature is also larger, usually the blade is rushed down with the waist, called Taidao; The other blade rushes up to the waist and is called a striking knife.

He Ziming's martial arts and swordsmanship have long been perfected. Since his debut, he has rarely met an opponent, even if he has met an unborn master like Tamakawazi, he has never been so aggrieved as he is in front of him. Surprised, he didn't dare to attack the enemy again, and stood on the spot, to see the opponent's tricks clearly, so as to determine the strategy.

In fact, what He Ziming didn't know was. The ninja was even more surprised in his heart, his sword technique was created by a famous ninja from Fuso. has always been invincible, but I didn't expect to meet He Ziming today, although he has taken advantage of it, but it has been difficult to turn his advantage into victory.

The two fought more than a dozen moves, but they still didn't know the winner, and Li Guanqi understood it from the sidelines. He Ziming was hit by the other party continuously, but he was never injured, there is no doubt that the internal strength of the ninja is far inferior to He Ziming, thinking of this. Then he said loudly: "Yunjing! He's just subtle moves, and his internal skills are actually far inferior to yours, so don't fight with him! ”

He Ziming listened to Li Guanqi's reminder, and suddenly realized that he had been thinking about how to defeat the opponent in the moves, relying on his exquisite swordsmanship, but he ignored the obvious shortcoming of the opponent's lack of internal strength, so he took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, flew forward, and stretched out his palm to slap the ninja's chest.

The ninja flew forward at the same time, holding the knife in both hands, one left and one right, respectively, attacking He Ziming's vital point, He Ziming's right hand sword blocked the opponent's left hand knife, and at the same time, with a spin of his left hand, Xiao Tianxing's palm power was released, and it hit the ninja's right hand on the knife with a snap.

The ninja only felt a strong force coming straight along the Taidao in his hand, but he couldn't hold it anymore, and the Taidao actually flew out of his hand. He Ziming jumped up, wanting to snatch it, but suddenly a snort sounded in the air, knowing that there was a hidden weapon attacking, he hurriedly dodged it back, so slowly, the knife was snatched back by the ninja.

It turned out that the ninja's knife scabbard was also inserted on both sides of the scabbard with a small handle and a flute: the small handle is a small knife about six inches long, which is rarely used in battle, and is generally used to cut things and cut threads, but now seeing that the situation is critical, he is in a hurry, pulls out the small handle and throws it out as a hidden weapon.

After these two rounds of engagement, He Ziming knew that with the opponent's skill, it was actually far from his own, but the martial arts were weird, and the blade was magical, mysterious and vicious, unbelievable, as long as he gave full play to his deep internal strength, he was full of real power in every sword and every palm, no matter what move the opponent came, he could destroy the opponent's strange moves with just one move.

The ninja obviously realized this, so he didn't dare to make contact with He Ziming again, but just relied on the subtlety of his moves to fight.

After fighting a few more moves, He Ziming suddenly bullied himself and slashed at the ninja's head with a sword, and the ninja saw that he couldn't dodge, so he had to put his double knives upwards and try to block the fatal blow. But as soon as the weapons of the two sides came into contact, the ninja felt a powerful suction force coming, and the double knives in his hands seemed to be taken away by the other party, so he was taken aback and hurriedly increased his internal strength.

He Ziming smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, thinking that just your little cultivation is still fighting with me? Isn't it unpleasant to find yourself? Thinking of this, he suddenly let out a loud shout, pressed his right arm down, and the vast internal force in his body was stimulated.

The ninja snorted, obviously he had suffered internal injuries, but he also knew that he relied on the exquisite moves of these two knives, and once the weapon was seized by the other party, there was only one way to lose, so he knew that the internal strength was not as good as He Ziming, so he had to work hard to support it.

Just when He Ziming thought that he had the chance to win, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, as if he had been stabbed by an extremely thin needle. This stinging pain came suddenly, penetrating straight into the heart and lungs, and He Ziming let go of his hand, almost allowing the other party to take the opportunity to disengage the weapon. However, he is a master of decision-making after all, although he was suddenly plotted, he was also not confused, and his left palm secretly used internal strength, and suddenly slapped out with one palm.

Seeing this, the ninja had no choice but to abandon his weapon and leap back.

He Ziming was unforgiving, and with a loud roar, he waited to step forward and chase after the victory. But the ninja also knew how to judge the situation, knowing that his weapon was lost, and he was definitely not the opponent's opponent, so he waved his right hand downward, and with a bang, a purple-red fog rose.

He Ziming was worried that the dense fog was poisonous, so he hurriedly held his breath and retreated. (To be continued......)