The black-clothed boy has a great skill in Dongying, and his attainments in swordsmanship are extraordinary, once the Sima family encounters a tricky character, he is generally the first to come forward, or assassinate, or directly kill, and the person who died in his hands is already covered with bones, and his hands are covered with blood.

There was no cold in the night, even if he defeated Shi Yang, he didn't pay attention to it at all.

And this Sima Qingsheng also has a hobby, that is, he likes to cut people into several sections, so as to familiarize himself with his sword skills, so the people who fall into his hands usually don't end well.

Ye Wuhan also smiled, "What about me?" ”

"Boy, you should know that people who offend my Sima family never end well, do you judge yourself or do you have to do it yourself? You should know that once Ben Shao's knife is cut out, it will never be taken back, so you will die without a whole corpse! ”

Sima Qingsheng looked at Ye Wuhan with contemptuous eyes, and at the same time, a bloody and cold murderous aura overflowed from him, which actually made everyone on the scene feel a chill.

"This!" Everyone frowned, because they realized that this black-clothed boy might not be easy to deal with, because the Sima family asked him to guard the door, obviously thinking that he was sure to deal with Ye Wuhan, and there was no need to send any family background, not to mention that there was a group of bodyguards behind him to help.

"A knife stream? Just let me see how powerful your one-shot stream really is! ”

To everyone's surprise, Ye Wuhan didn't speak, and a woman with a graceful figure and a cold appearance suddenly came out of the oblique thorn.

She was also dressed in black, holding a Tang knife in her arms, and her small appearance looked cold and pretty.

Everyone couldn't help but be shocked again, a large group of them were watching here, and no one saw where this woman came from, as if she had come out of nothingness and suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Everything is so weird today, even the three fierce people who came feel extremely surprised.

"Sima Qingsheng, didn't you just learn a sword flow, and by chance you got the mouth ninja sword? Come on, go ahead, and let me see how powerful your slash really is. The woman who suddenly appeared spoke.

"Who are you? How do you know I've got a shinobi sword? Sima Qingsheng screamed, looking at the woman who came to him and was inexplicably a little angry.

Imagine that someone pretended to be cool, but you broke the origin with a word, that feeling is like being panting and suddenly being stuck in his throat, how can he be comfortable?

"You don't care who I am, just shoot as much as you want, use your strongest knife, or you won't have a chance!"

Needless to say, it was Fujiwara Miko, her cherry lips were lightly opened, and she half-hugged the Tang knife under her armpit, and her delicate appearance was indescribably cold.

"You, since you are looking for death yourself, don't blame this son for destroying flowers with his hot hands, and want to die for your son!"

Blue!

Sima Qingsheng pulled out a scimitar, like a touch of cold electricity cutting through the sky, shining brightly against the sunset, it was indeed a good knife.

Although this sword is called Shimoshinobi Sword, it is actually a sword, and it is a katana.

The sword light shone brightly, making everyone feel a chill.

As he drew his knife, a strong bloody murderous aura also surged out, and it can also be seen that I don't know how many people have died in the hands of the man in black, which makes this knife have a bloody and murderous aura.

Sima Qingsheng slowly raised the bright and dazzling katana, the back of the knife was facing the center of his eyebrows, and made a gesture of slashing at any time.

In an instant, everyone's hearts seemed to be pulled up, this guy looked so fierce, cruel and bloody, could this woman who seemed to be even a little weak be his opponent?

Even at this time, Fujiwara Miko's Tang knife was still half-held under the armpit, and it didn't seem to have the intention of pulling out the knife.

"Isn't this girl too big?" Looking at her weak appearance, people couldn't help but feel a little worried about her.

It's just that for some reason, the more casual this woman is, the more inexplicably Sima Qingtian feels a little nervous, he usually drinks blood, and this knife has not been cut down for a long time.

"Out of the knife, I said, you only have one chance, take out your strongest knife, otherwise you will regret it for life!" Fujiwara Miko spoke coldly, as if she was reprimanding a junior.

Being so contemptuous of the other party, the man in black was furious.

"Kill!"

Sima Qingkong suddenly shouted, and in the flash of the sword, the black-clothed man was already slashed down with a thunderbolt.

As soon as the sword light slashed out, it was like a flash of cold lightning slashing through, and the astonishing murderous aura enveloped a radius of several feet, forcing many people to retreat together, as if this space had been cut off by him.

The black-clothed man's knife skills are indeed extraordinary.

This knife is also the most proud of Sima Qingsheng's life! Fast, accurate, majestic, and powerful, few people can take it.

As soon as this knife came out, it once again raised people's hearts to their throats.

This knife is too amazing, everyone knows that if this knife is changed to themselves, I am afraid that there will be no chance to react, and it will be slashed by the other party.

Can this woman do it?

It's a pity that Fujiwara Miko is not an ordinary person.

"Kill!"

Fujiwara Miko screamed and shot at the same time.

Draw the knife and slash, all in one go.

Although it does not have the majestic momentum of the man in black, it is faster and sharper.

Brush!

The cold knife light flashed, and the two knife lights reflected each other, dazzling people's eyes.

"Ahh

Everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and when they looked at it again, they saw that at some point, there was an extra blood line in Sima Qingsheng's eyebrows, and this blood line was gradually cracking.

When it is long! The knife in his hand fell to the ground.

Let's go!

A drop of crimson blood flowed from the center of the black-clothed man's eyebrows.

Blue!!!

Fujiwara Miko's knife had been sheathed leisurely, and she stood there in a sassy manner, still holding the knife under her armpit, half-hugging the Tang knife, as if she had never moved.

"You...... How is your knife possible, so fast? ”

Sima Qingsheng's eyes were full of unwillingness and fear of death, he didn't expect that the gap between himself and others would be so big, and when he drew his knife first, he was actually killed first.

And this knife can be said to be just right, although it hit his eyebrows, it will not split his head.

If the power of this knife is too great, it is easy to cut off the head, but it is easy to be taken advantage of, and the power is too small and it is easy to lose the opportunity, so it can be said that Fujiwara Miko's knife shows the purity of a knife flow, and strength and ingenuity coexist.

"I see, it turns out that this is the real knife...... Flow! ”

Suddenly, Sima Qingsheng's eyes widened, and he seemed to have understood, but unfortunately the price of comprehension was death.

No matter how big his eyes were, they were just unwilling to return to the light.

"Poof!"

A stream of bloody arrows rushed out from the center of his eyebrows, and the body of the man in black fell to the ground with a bang, smashing on the ground and bringing up pieces of smoke and dust.

"This? He's dead? ”

"The famous man in black died like this?"

Everyone looked confused, and because things were developing so fast, many people didn't react at all.

You must know that this is Sima Qingsheng, the killer of the Sima family's foreign affairs, a knife can be said to be unique in the world, and his knife just now can be said to be very perfect, completely amazed everyone, but no one thought that his knife had not been fully used, and he would die like this.

"Who is this woman? How powerful is it? ”

Almost invariably, everyone's eyes turned to Fujiwara Miko, because many people didn't see how she did the knife just now.

"Ah, Young Master Qingsheng is dead!"

After Sima Qingsheng was born, the group of people who were still martial arts just now had already dispersed in a hurry when they saw that Sima Qing was alive and dead, and retreated inside.

The man in black died, and as a result, scared them away.

"The slave has seen the master!"

Here, Fujiwara Miko came over by herself and respectfully saluted to Ya Wuhan.

Ye Wuhan patted her on the shoulder, and it could be seen that since the first time she had a skin-to-skin relationship with him, this Fujiwara Miko had indeed broken through, and her one-knife knife technique had become more sophisticated, almost reaching its peak.

Here, Qi Yushui has been looking at Fujiwara Miko, and only then did she feel relieved when she called Ye Wuhan the master, but the eyes of a group of people looking at Ye Wuhan were even more weird, a slave and maid are so powerful, how powerful will this master be?

", dare to kill my nephew and die for me!"

Suddenly, a terrifying aura of death shrouded in the air, and under this strong murderous aura, a bit of death sword light that condensed an incomparable murderous aura stabbed down the back of Fujiwara Miko's head like a flying immortal out of the sky.

Fujiwara Miko is saluting to the night without cold, where is there any defense, if this sword is stabbed, she will definitely die.