Nan Xiang took a deep breath and tried to calm her trembling hands.

This is a real murderous weapon.

You must know that even if his martial arts are as high as Dugu's defeat, and he holds a purple sword, he is regarded as ominous because he accidentally injured the righteous man, and he was thrown into the deep valley. What's more, she is just Nanxiang?

No matter how much she admonished herself, Nanxiang's current martial arts were enough to be able to be retracted freely, but that fear of the unknown still occupied her mind. The sweaty physique showed itself again without a fight, and before the knife came out, it had already become so embarrassed.

"Miss Kenshin, if this is the case again, the poor monk will win without a fight."

Yin Rong of the Treasure Courtyard paced, seemingly slowly, but the swing of his body inadvertently became faster and faster, and when Nan Xiang's consciousness was still deceived by his slow pace, the great monk had already come to the front, and then swung the scabbard diagonally, hitting the place where Nan Xiang's grip was unstable.

Nanxiang stumbled, and before she could stand firmly, the great monk's knife had already been pressed on her neck, and the victory had been divided.

"I ...... I lost. ”

Nan Xiang never thought that this so-called heart demon would come so violently, making her powerless. When the big monk's knife approached her, she couldn't resist or dodge at all, and only watched the knife that originally belonged to her stick to her neck, freezing to the bone.

Yin Rong's face was expressionless, but there was a sudden shock in his hand, and an internal force ran down his arm to the tip of the knife. The back-bladed knife let out a clear tremor and slammed into Nanxiang's most vulnerable neck

"Get up, go on!" Ignoring Nan Xiang, who was squatting on the ground retching, the great monk was not half distracted and reprimanded loudly again.

"Good!" Nanxiang stood up with a knife, and her waist was immediately hit hard by the back-bladed knife, and she flew out sideways, fell to the ground, and coughed loudly. This blow should have hurt the viscera, the throat was sweet, and the mouth and tongue were already filled with the smell of blood.

This series of fights was naturally seen by the two children, although they had expected the martial arts of the great monk, but such a one-sided situation, almost like a devastating battle, was still something the two of them had never imagined.

The most unbelievable thing about "Master's Sister ......" is naturally Shota Ikoma. Ever since he saw Nanxiang Heavenly God descend to earth in the mountain village, he had truly regarded her as the embodiment of invincibility, and now seeing this embarrassing fiasco was undoubtedly based on wavering faith for him. He muttered to himself, and couldn't help but take a step, but he was grabbed by a hand behind him, and when he looked back, it was Tsutsui Fuji Katsumaru. Fujikatsumaru shook his head at him in silence and turned his gaze back to the middle of the field again.

"Come again!"

This time it was Nan Xiang who spoke, and she finally took a step forward and swung her first knife at the great monk.

Then, with only three golden and iron strikes, Nanxiang was once again knocked away.

"Again!!"

She wiped the corner of her mouth with one hand, but wiped the blood on her face even more dirty, although the pain in her body had seriously affected her physical functions, but it seemed that only in this way could she swing the knife without distraction, just to cut off the demon in her heart.

"Come again!!"

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Shota Ikoma sat down and fell to the ground. He had felt the strength of Nanxiang, which was the self-sacrifice in the face of ants, and the super confidence that anyone could be killed with one blow, which was a kind of strength.

But at this moment, he seemed to appreciate another kind of strength, which was the indomitable perseverance in the face of opponents who were far stronger than himself. Although she looked covered in scars, her knife was still sharp.

He recognized that this was his lifelong master.

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Gradually, the sound of gold and iron became more and more continuous. Nanxiang's frenzied attacks began to make Yinrong have to turn around and retreat, and the collision between knives became more frequent. Sometimes there will even be a stalemate for more than 20 moves in a row, and a fierce collision will finally end with Nanxiang snorting.

"Girl, it seems to be getting more and more like you." Yin Rong gasped slightly, the few moves just now were so dangerous that even he had to use a lot of strength to break the trick, which allowed him to block Nanxiang's attack, and instead gave her the damage that was almost difficult to get up again.

But as expected, the girl stood up again.

Yin Rong was a little relieved, he looked at Nan Xiang, facing her galloping figure, the famous sword "Shadow Karasuma" raised high was shining with a deadly silver light. He raised his counterblade, and the two knives were about to collide together

However, he let go of the knife just like that.

In Nan Xiang's incomprehensible eyes, the reverse blade knife no longer rose, but fell inexplicably. And with it, there is also the blade of "Kageamaru"!

"Hey ......"

"Isn't it......"

At this moment, time seemed to have stood still, and the whole world had quieted down, except for the dazzling sword light and the incredible gasping sound of the two children on the sidelines.

Then, the knife stopped, only half an inch away from the top of Yinrong's bare head.

The blood flower did not bloom. bloomed, only Nanxiang's laughter.

"Great monk, do you underestimate me too much?" She smiled and said, "Test me with your own life, don't pee your pants!" ”

"Loose and easy" Yinrong also couldn't collapse a little bit, and couldn't help wiping the cold sweat on his head, "If you are qualified, this knife will belong to you." ”

Nan Xiang put the knife back into its sheath with peace of mind, and saluted solemnly: "Thank you, master." Then, the back-edged knife will be deposited at the master's place, and when we meet next time, I will come back to get my knife back. ”

"Fighting again with Miss Kenshin, the poor monk is looking forward to it." Yinrong clasped his hands together and bowed lightly.

Shota and Fujikatsumaru approached one after another, Shota greeted Nanxiang's wound, and Yinrong gently pressed Fujikatsumaru's head and said, "It's a good master, the young master has a good eye, and the poor monk is relieved." ”

"Master, are you going back to Kofukuji Temple?" Nan Xiang heard Yinrong's tone, as if he was explaining before leaving, and couldn't help but ask.

"Not bad. The temple was busy, and there were many intrusions on the sect, and the poor monks had to go back. The day before yesterday, I heard that the young master was almost in trouble, so I rushed to Tsutsui City overnight, and now it seems that I can worry about it. The great monk said with a smile, and then asked, "Miss Kenshin doesn't seem to be a person who lives in one place, I don't know where to go?" ”

"Iga." Nanxiang said, but looked at Fujikatsumaru again, "But since I have accepted Fujikatsumaru as an apprentice, I will naturally stay in Tsutsui City for a little longer, and it is not too late to leave after the beginning of the year." ”

"Iga ......" Treasure Courtyard Yinei couldn't help frowning, "It's a place of chaos, and it's not so easy for Miss Kenshin to persist in the 'Way of Not Killing'...... What's more, he is holding a famous knife such as 'Kagekasumaru'. ”

Speaking of this, the great monk suddenly showed a sly smile: "Miss Kenshin is compassionate, but it is secretly in line with the Zen of the Buddha, why don't you join my Xingfu Temple?" ”

"Excuse me." Nan Xiang waved his hand, and then pulled Shota and Fujikatsumaru away, "Your Buddha is not a Bodhisattva with low eyebrows, but a vajra angry eye, and will only punish and kill, regardless of compassion." All in all"

"You have your Buddha, I'll follow my path. Let's not talk about each other! ”

"Hey, this girl ............"

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