Perfect, level 105!

As soon as he fought, Nan Xiang noticed the level of this great monk's sword skills, and couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring.

It is true that when the martial arts are between level 80 and 120, the "tricks" of different martial arts begin to be lifted one after another. It's like Long Qianling, on the premise that his martial arts are weaker than Liu Shengcaizang and An Mofeng, he hit his opponent one after another. Therefore, according to common sense, Nanxiang may not have a chance to win the treasure courtyard Yinrong.

However, Nan Xiang knows very well that what this great monk is best at is not a knife, but a gun!

"The master is really good Yaxing, he came out to enjoy the scenery before dawn, and he specially brought two bamboo knives to wait, Jian Xin is really fortunate in three lives."

Nan Xiang stood with his sword in his hand, exhaling and concentrating. The big monk on the opposite side gently put down his sword and seemed interested: "What are you...... Iga's Chuanfeng knife technique is treacherous and ruthless, but the poor monk looks at the young lady with a righteous face, and it is a pity to practice this sword technique. ”

"It's nothing, it's not a pity. The knife is in my hand, so it naturally has to be driven by me. Whether the knife is decent or insidious, it can't be anti-customer-oriented, and it has become my personal label. Nan Xiang said loudly, untied the back-bladed knife on his waist by the way, and threw it to the great monk, "Look at this knife, this is my answer." ”

Yinrong of the Treasure Courtyard easily caught it, pulled it out as if he had obtained a treasure, carefully observed it under the moon, and said in amazement: "Good knife, good Buddha knife." As soon as Miss this knife came out, how many monk knives in Xingfu Temple had to bow down. It's just"

The great monk turned his words, sniffed lightly at the tip of the sword for a moment, and sighed: "It's just that there seems to be a demon on this knife......

"Yes, this knife is not without blood, I broke my oath and killed people a few days ago." Nanxiang said coldly. This incident is a hurdle that she still hasn't been able to overcome, and now that she has been broken by Yinrong of the Treasure Courtyard, she can't help but feel a little impetuous.

"No, no." The great monk threw back the bladed knife and laughed, "The poor monk has been brave and ruthless since he was a child, and it is useless to kill people, if it is according to Miss's algorithm, I am afraid that he would have entered the Shura Hell a long time ago, and he will never be able to turn over." ”

During the Warring States period in Japan, there were countless Buddhist forces, and between different branches, it was not only the opposition of forces, but also the divergence of ideas. As for the forces that contradict themselves, they are naturally called "infidels" and "enemies of Buddhism", shouting and shouting and killing. Moreover, Japanese monks can marry wives, and they are not afraid of alcohol and meat. Therefore, even these great monks who chant Buddha all day long are all monks and soldiers with sharp blades in their hands, no different from other soldiers in the Warring States Period, and they don't know how many dead souls they have in their hands.

Nan Xiang took the knife, tied it back to his waist again, and asked, "Since the demon you are talking about is not human life, what is it?" ”

"It's Miss, you're a demon!"

As soon as the words fell, Yin Rong of the Treasure Courtyard stepped forward with his knife and attacked again. Nanxiang had no choice but to fight and retreat, barely supporting it.

But to her surprise, the other party's moves turned out to be the number of Chuan Feng's knife, she blocked the opponent's powerful slash with one knife, retreated backwards, and opened the distance again.

"What are you...... Chuan Feng knife? ”

"Not bad. The poor monk has been apprenticed to countless teachers for half his life, and he has dabbled in swords, fists and guns, and this Chuanfeng knife is one of them. ”

"Please advise!"

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Under the suppression of the rank, the ending is naturally undoubted, and under Nanxiang's successive tossing and retreating, the flaws finally leaked. The great monk took the opportunity to provoke Nanxiang's defense, and made a backhand slash "Whirlwind Triple Slash", although the first knife was barely dodged by Nanxiang, but the next two knives still hit Nanxiang's body solidly.

These two knives were so powerful that even the great monk's bamboo knife was broken.

Nanxiang shrank to the ground and inhaled heavily, as if this would relieve the pain.

"That's your demon." Yin Rong threw away the bamboo knife that was broken in two, and said coldly, "You think that if you have this back-bladed knife, you can not hurt people's lives, so you can make moves without reservation." But now that the knife is stained with blood, you begin to doubt, you start to fear, and even start to worry about whether you will reap a new life with each sword. ”

Speaking of this, Yinrong Huo Ran sat down and asked sharply: "You ask yourself, your shameful knife skills just now, like a lost dog, only to flee in a hurry, is it really the treacherous and ruthless Chuan Feng!" ”

A shouting and scolding, like a morning bell at dusk.

Indeed, when she first entered the rivers and lakes, everything was ignorant and ignorant, whether to kill or not to kill, was only in one thought. But since she took over the reverse blade knife from Long Qianling, when Long Qianling praised this Dongying person who had never met and made a "no-kill oath", the idea of "wanting to be this person" took root in Nanxiang's mind.

Although she always said that the knife is just a tool, and the person is the one who uses the knife, the truth ruthlessly tells herself that she is really controlled by the knife and the soul of the knife.

Swords and people, who is the master?

Now that the oath has been broken, it will not only bring punishment from the system, but also an impact on the mood. As the great monk said, there is a demon on this knife

It's a demon!

"Then I should ...... What should I do......" for no reason, Nan Xiang muttered, "Please master, advise ......"

"It's dawn, call those two of your apprentices out."

…………

The sun was rising, and in the empty courtyard, there were two people standing solemnly, facing each other from afar. One is a slender woman, and the other is a strong and friendless monk.

In the distance, two children knelt on the grass, watching the duel that was about to begin.

"Are you sure I want to use this knife?" In Nan Xiang's hand, he held a shiny real knife, the blade was extremely charming, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off its body. Nan Xiang's hands kept clenching and letting go, and for some reason, she always felt that she couldn't hold the weight of this knife.

Maybe it's because the blade is outward.

"This is one of my famous swords in Kofukuji Temple, called 'Kagekamara', and Miss Kenshin used this knife to fight against the poor monks. As for the poor monk, the great monk hung Nanxiang's back-edged knife on his waist and made a posture of living, "The poor monk will use your one." ”

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"Hey, junior brother, you said master and great monk, who will win?" Shota knelt beside him and whispered to Fujikatsumaru.

"I don't know the master's sister's sword technique, but I have seen the martial arts of the master of the Treasure Academy, as long as the master has a cross spear in his hand, no one is his opponent." Fujikatsumaru calmly analyzed, but soon, his forward-looking mistake returned, "But ...... Now the master is using a knife, not a gun, or a counter-bladed knife...... Master's sister...... I'm too, I don't know ...... either."

"Haven't you ever seen how powerful the master's sister is! I'm betting on the master to win anyway, Fujikatsumaru, Fujikatsumaru? ”

Fujikatsumaru didn't answer.

Because in the field, it is already on the verge of triggering!