Rin Kamiizumi carried the huge Notai knife on his back without any scruples, and walked directly to the west gate of the headquarters of the Tobunkai.

Probably because of her somewhat innocent and beautiful face, the janitorial Yakuza didn't clearly recognize her threat.

After they stepped forward to interrogate, they were hit by the huge sheathed Notai knife in a second, flew far away, and fainted, and the heartless smile on Rin Kamiizumi's face disappeared.

She reached into her lower abdomen under her clothes and tore off a yellowish charm.

The rune paper drifted in the rain, and in an instant it was blown in a bad wind and didn't know where it went.

Rin Kamiizumi's eyes gradually became solemn and calm, she sniffed the tip of her nose gently, and her eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Sure enough, it's the taste of the Mystery."

"It's similar to the secret ritual who injured my father five years ago."

"This time... I won't let you go! ”

Rin Kamiizumi gently pushed the door, and the heavy wooden door panel flew out of the air as if it had been hit hard, knocking down an innocent crowd of melon eaters behind the door.

She took off the wild knife she was carrying, and she didn't unsheath it, she made a new Yin Flow starting style very lightly, and rushed in with the sword without saying hello.

This road is really chickens and dogs, and the dust is long.

She didn't run over at all, but "plowed" over.

The human sword is one, her every move can make the wind and rain turbulent, and the whole person turns into a big windmill, invincible in the crowd, and there is no one under her command.

Her knife was unsheathed, but the man who took her knife... It may not be better than a sharp blade.

Being slashed with a knife, and being struck by a hammer wielded vigorously, in a sense, had the same result, and they both had to lie down happily.

After a few breaths, there was no one around Rin Kamiizumi who could stand up.

Her murderous nature is not as heavy as Uesugi Kiyoshi, but she is not soft under her hands, or... It was difficult for her to suppress her strength, and she couldn't do it even if she wanted to show mercy to her subordinates.

Rin Kamiizumi exhaled, and suddenly his eyes froze, and he couldn't take his eyes off the stiff and tall gray-clothed man who suddenly appeared in front of him, and his expression was a little excited.

"Great rivers and mountains, the Four Heavenly Kings, the Stone Bear Boy!"

The self-registration number of the man in gray is angry.

Rin Kamiizumi also bowed slightly with the spirit of a samurai.

"The twenty-third generation of the new Yin Stream's ancestral lineage--Shangquan Rin, please advise."

"Hey~"

"Finally, a... It looks a little more durable~"

Before the words fell, the huge wild knife made a close contact with the stone bear boy, and this strong man who was 1.8 meters old seemed to be hit by a giant truck, and rolled out in a circle on the ground, until he hit the corner of the wall.

By the time he rolled over and jumped up, his face was already full of fear.

We... Who is the powerful ghost clan?

When this bizarre thought came to his heart, what kept expanding in his pupils was the heroic figure of a girl wielding a giant blade.

...

Uesugi Kiyoshi's final plan was to besiege for two reasons, first, because the terrain of the Tobunkai's courtyard was not suitable for large-scale melee, and second, because he didn't want to let go of any variable that could affect the situation, whether it was a mortal or a ghost.

An embattled situation, one blow determines the success or failure.

And among the men and horses who attacked the headquarters of the Dongwen Society in four ways, the most relaxed and freehand was actually not Rin Umeizumi, who was a thousand, or Kiyoshi Uesugi, who slashed the star bear.

It was Li Fuyao, who was dressed in white.

There is no other reason - she brings more people.

Not only are there many people, but they are all elite.

The elite who followed Li Taisui to fight the world.

To be honest, even if all the current Dongwen Society can fight together, without using hot weapons, and fighting with these Tsing Yi people with real swords and guns, it is still unknown who wins and who loses.

Even if it is three thousand and three hundred, the outcome is unknown.

This is all real kung fu trained by Ye San himself, not a fist embroidered leg.

When Li Fuyao came to the back door of the Dongwen Society, the Tsing Yi people had already cleaned up the subordinates of the Dongwen Society who were guarding the door, and the door was also opened.

The three hundred Tsing Yi were silent, like ghosts in the rain and night, silently fighting with the enemy, and the situation was undoubtedly one-sided.

It didn't take long for the Tsing Yi crowd to easily suppress the battle situation at the back door.

These Tsing Yi are not good at stubble, they are all good at fists and feet, they are vicious, and they have a pistol with a silencer pinned to their waists, and they don't hesitate at all when it's time to shoot, and they are more like extreme murderers than the members of the Dongwen Society.

Well, they meant to be.

Li Fuyao held an umbrella and walked leisurely in the backyard of the Dongwen Society, followed by Ye San, the expressions of the two men were relaxed not like they were coming to fight, but like they were coming for a spring outing.

"The arsenal of the Dongwen Society is in the backyard, Xiao Wu, you take someone to grab the place, and try not to let them get the ammunition supply for thermal weapons."

"Xiao Jiu, you take some people to the perimeter to guard, don't let anyone approach here, if the police or other forces intervene, report back in time."

"The rest of the people, form a team to support the rest of the directions, and be sure not to be left alone."

Casually pointing and giving orders, Li Fuyao walked through the bloodstained Japanese-style courtyard with a chic and freehand smile, unconcerned about the loss of the lives of these enemies.

Suddenly, she stopped slightly, raised her eyebrows, and a meaningful light flashed in her squinted Danfeng's eyes.

Ye San, who had been poking his head out to look at the scene, without speaking or making a move, coughed lightly, looked at the black suit that was coming aggressively in the distance, and the corners of his mouth moved.

"Fuyao, the little cub I trained can beat people, and it's not good at dealing with these demons and monsters, so I'll do it."

He was gearing up, intending to move his muscles.

Li Fuyao waved his hand without fireworks, stopping Ye San's movements.

She said with a smile: "Third uncle, you old man rest, it's too wasteful for you to make a move, I'll come here." ”

"The soul of the ghost of the great country... It's quite rare! ”

Then he muttered something in a low voice, and Li Fuyao blew softly.

In an instant, the stars shifted.

The lights around him, the stars and the moon in the sky, were all eclipsed.

Behind her, a lantern Sumeru appeared in the air, shimmering with a soul-seorienting cyan light.

There is a green lotus entwined on the handle of the lantern, and there is a ghost fire in the lampshade, which is a somewhat terrifying ghostly scene.

Ye San frowned and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't open his mouth, just sighed and took two steps back, as if he was accustomed to this vision.

The mystical person in a black suit rushed with a majestic ghostly aura and under the leadership of the leader.

Before the person arrived, the sound came first.

"Uncle Ben is the Four Heavenly Kings of the Great Rivers and Mountains, the Golden Bear Boy!"

"Where are you holy! Get your name in! ”

The leading blonde man burst out with a burst of applause - he felt a sense of déjà vu, so he cautiously asked.

In his mind, those who have this kind of aura are generally their own people.

This distant and mellow demonic aura has only been felt by the big monster with the same name as the ghost king Jiutun.

Why bother with youkai, he probably thinks so.

He rightly guessed wrong.

Li Fuyao didn't talk, but just pointed forward with his bare hand.

It was as if a voice that could resound through the souls of everyone sounded from the hearts of those who had secrets.

"The years are long, and the road to the underworld is far away!"

"The green light leads the way, and the soul returns together!"

After the words were finished, the black suits who were running seemed to have suddenly fallen asleep, and one after another fell to the ground, motionless and lifeless.

The golden bear boy led by him also stagnated, and then like a rooster that was choked by the neck and waiting to be slaughtered, he fell to the ground weakly, grabbed his throat with both hands, and looked at Li Fuyao again with horror in his eyes.

"It's... It's you! ”

"Lord of Hundred Things!"

"Why... Why do you want to be the enemy of the great rivers and mountains! ”

"We... Clearly... Don't offend each other..."

Before he could finish his words, his head hung down, and the whole person collapsed to the ground, as if all the three souls and seven spirits had been pulled away, leaving only a lifeless body.

At the same time, many tiny, barely visible cyan fireflies gathered into the green lantern behind Li Fuyao, making the light in it a little more vibrant.

"Fuyao, this kind of external power, it's better for you to use less."

Ye San pondered for a moment, but still said this seriously.

Li Fu shook his head with a smile, and the corners of his mouth looked mysterious under the light of the green light.

"Don't worry, Third Uncle."

"This is my power."