The frost and snow roared, converging into a roaring black dragon, carrying a deadly chill from the sky.

"This kind of thing...... Dare to call yourself a dragon too? Xu'an's eyes smiled like crescent moons, his arms stretched out in front of him, and his fingertips bloomed red.

Flash!

The light burst out, and the crazy leaping spirit son released a torrent of rushing energy, and the dazzling light soared into the sky.

The Frost Black Dragon was forcibly broken and crumbled into debris.

The raging waves fell from the sky, and the wings of the armed force were simply brushed and broken, completely unusable. And the hand that launched the attack has completely disappeared, leaving only a neat wound.

"He's so much weaker than I thought." Xu'an looked at the embarrassed appearance of the angry waves, and said softly, "I know I know, I didn't expect it to be so weak." Don't ask me, who knows why he's so entangled. ”

He was sometimes annoyed, sometimes helpless, speechless.

"Crazy, you're crazy!" Futao's face turned pale, and he slowly moved away from the void bank in the protective circle of the snow ninja.

"You're not dead yet, are you?" Xu'an looked at him, with a slight surprise on his face, his expression was like a child who had casually stepped on a bug, and suddenly found that the bug's legs were still trembling.

"Hmm......" Xu'an slapped his forehead, "You look a little crazy about me, don't you?" I don't blame you, really. ”

"Don't bother me!" He roared suddenly, and the hidden snow shinobi was pulled out of his side, pinching his head and smashing it to the ground, the red light erupted from his palm, and the hard skull let out a shattered scream, crushed by the furious energy.

"Quiet, quiet...... Xu'an's voice became soft again, as if comforting someone, "He seems to be a good listener, he will understand, don't worry." ”

Xu'an sat on the ground, "Don't be nervous, let's chat, do you have any friends?" ”

Yukishinobu looked at each other, unable to comprehend the actions of the enemy in front of him.

"I have a very good friend." Xu'an stretched out his index and middle fingers and made a triumphant gesture, "You know what?" "In some language, this one," he said, nodding his middle finger, "for Huake." And this one," he shook his index finger, "stands for you." ”

He turned his hand behind the back of his hand to the angry waves, and the original victory gesture changed its meaning, "The two are connected together, which represents Hua Q." We're like these two fingers, as long as we're together, we can kill whoever we face. But ah......"

Xu'an suddenly exerted force, breaking his index finger, Senbai's bone stubble penetrated the skin, and the white substance gushed out like blood, "He, with new strength, locked me up." ”

He kneaded his index finger, and the flesh squeezed out between his fingers, "So I was very upset, so I found some friends." ”

The space cracked through ugly cracks, and countless eyes peered out in it.

"You think I'm crazy, but you know too little."

The corners of Xu'an's mouth grinned outward, forming a twisted smirk on his face, and the gap behind him suddenly widened, and countless figures came out of it.

The feast of blood is officially opened.

————

Yamashita walked into the tavern as usual, and recently there were new things in the tavern, and the guys who used to drink and brag with began to stare at the big cat and mouse on the wall.

Times are changing so fast.

He touched the katana at his waist and felt a deep sense of powerlessness and decadence. When he was very young, he often listened to his father say, "Times have changed, times have changed!" ”

When my father said this, he always touched the tiny gap between the scabbard and the gauntlet as he did now, and he did not understand the meaning of this action, but he involuntarily learned to imitate it.

Unlike the Five Great Powers, the main force of the peaceful Snow Country has always been samurai, at least on the surface. The reason is that the ninja has always been hidden in the shadows, in the hands of that person.

The wind and the waves are raging.

The samurai is only the superficial force of the snow country, and the real power is still the wind and the waves and the snow shinobi under him.

This feeling has been getting stronger and stronger lately, and from the mouth of the wandering fog, I have heard about the legendary thing - armament all my life.

I heard that it is a terrifying weapon that ordinary people can use, but I think it will still be controlled by the angry waves.

Warrior...... It's getting further and further behind.

"Whew-" rubbed his cold hands, picked up the warm wine bottle, and suddenly found that the clumsy cat and the mischievous mouse were gone, replaced by a new picture.

A faint mist converged, forming a mark of the mist's hidden forehead, and then turned into mist and disappeared.

"What is this?" Ask the people around you all your life.

"It's like something called a trailer." The man replied, "Didn't a big house be built on the west side of the city, saying that a new movie was going to be shown?" ”

"Cat and mouse?" Raise eyebrows all your life, this kind of thing is okay to look at in the tavern, but it's okay to go to a specific place to see it.

"Keep watching." The man shrugged, "Who knows." ”

As he spoke, the picture had begun to change, the red-haired young man was dressed in red, with a long knife hanging from his waist, holding a four-color ball in his hand, and his handsome face was full of surprise smiles.

"Real people?" Life was a little surprised, and then the boy in the picture turned around, and the hideous cross scar on the left side of his face made his young girl look a little vicious.

Is that...... Cuts.

The boy noticed a sign on the sign that depicted a swordsman with a hat.

Warrant.

"The executioner draws his sword?" The young man read the above words, and his attention quickly shifted to another sentence, "Kamiya Living Heart? ”

"I'm a swordsman who wanders the world." In the face of the sudden attack, the boy dodged with ease, and the blade he pulled out was the opposite of the normal blade, the blade was inside, but the back of the knife was in the position of the normal blade.

"It's a counter-blade knife that comes with it."

"Hey," asked someone close to Life, "what's that thing going on?" ”

Sheng Sheng was also stunned, thought about it carefully, and hesitated, "It should be to break the shield, you can bypass the shield and attack the enemy behind." ”

However, the slap in the face came unexpectedly, and the boy explained with a sweet smile, "This way it won't hurt others." ”

Stupid, sneering all his life, holding a sword but not hurting people's consciousness, I'm afraid it's a disguised confession that is not as good as others.

But the picture that appeared immediately after the picture startled him, and a deep voice sounded, "That hair, that cross scar...... You are the executioner, who draws his sword. ”

Then the bright picture became gloomy, blood and fire were intertwined and fluttering in the air, and the young man stood in the sea of corpses and blood, obviously the same person, but the expression on his face was not at all similar.

Cold, unforgiving.

With a chilling sharpness.

The screen disappears, and only a line remains:

Coming out tomorrow!