Swish!

The sword light and sword shadow are endless.

The female ninjas are proficient in the way of combined attacks, the first three and the last four, interspersed with one or two left and right, and the blades fall continuously, like waves crashing against a reef, layer after layer.

Under the combined attack, Liao Wenjie was in a hurry, and the female hooligans were in an outrageous position, although he was not false, he didn't want to.

On the side, Red Bronze couldn't intervene in the combined attack formation, picked up a long knife, and stared at it.

Before the wolf and then the tiger, Liao Wenjie glanced at the location where Uncle Feng was, and saw that he was also surrounded by female ninjas, so he immediately waved his hand and threw a large black dot.

"Look at the hidden weapon!"

Three female ninjas withdrew their knives and retreated, and the other four interspersed with each other, wielding their long knives impenetrably, knocking copper coins to the ground.

Liao Wenjie took advantage of the situation to attack, pushed forward with both hands, and hundreds of red lines hit irregularly, overwhelmingly pressing forward.

At this moment, the three female ninjas who had retreated earlier made up for it, drawing a circle with long knives, blocking the fine red line from the formation.

The red light covered the front, and the female ninjas' vision was mostly blocked, and suddenly, the ankles of the three knife-wielding female ninjas tightened, and they were wrapped around their ankles by bundles of red ropes.

Before they could swing their knives to cut the red rope, they were dragged by a huge force, their bodies were unbalanced, and the sky was spinning in front of them, and they hit the ceiling with a few bangs.

Liao Wenjie waved his hand and rolled up the three red ropes, using people as soldiers, and waved them like a meteor hammer.

The combined attack formation was broken, and the female ninjas kept the same speed and retreated again and again.

Boom!

The cold blade turned into light and slashed down, and the three red ropes broke in response.

Red copper retracted the knife under his abdomen, leaned over and sprinted, jumped high to avoid the dense red line swept by his feet, adjusted his balance in mid-air, and slashed straight down Liao Wenjie's neck.

There is danger!

A sense of crisis enveloped his heart, Liao Wenjie instantly woke up, this knife seemed to be mediocre, but it revealed an indescribable killing intent, and his iron cloth shirt might not be able to resist.

He raised his hand, and the red thread beam slammed straight up, and the volley transformed into a huge ghost hand, covering the red copper.

Swish!

The blade passed, the ghost hand was divided into two, and the indiscretable knife aura was invincible, cutting the red line all the way, and it became brighter and brighter in Liao Wenjie's eyes.

There is no way to avoid it, Liao Wenjie gritted his teeth, put his hands in front of him to defend, violently controlled the ghost hand to accelerate, and slapped the red copper and pressed it on the ceiling.

Shhh

The sword qi slammed into the iron cloth shirt, and the shattered air flow rushed around, shaking back several female ninjas who were rushing to attack.

Liao Wenjie stood in place with his hands crossed, two blood lines were cut out of his left and right arms, and the red blood ran down his elbow and fell to the ground with a click.

Blood!?

Looking at the heat flow on his elbow, Liao Wenjie's face showed a touch of joy, and his palms were covered with blood left and right.

The female ninja on the opposite side rushed straight over, he didn't even look at it, his hands were spread out in front of him, and more than ten money swords were volleyed in a line, and the end of each one was tied with a red line.

Blood droplets smeared the money sword, and the sword body was golden and red for a moment, and the next second, it shot straight forward.

Ding Ding Ding!

The money sword hit the blade, and more than ten female ninjas were embarrassed to parry, or burned by the scorching sword body, and were knocked to the ground by the huge force, and the formation collapsed out of order.

Under their stunned gaze, Liao Wenjie waved his hand continuously, and sprinkled a large piece of money sword beside him, and as the blood droplets smeared, the crimson light burned high in the room like a torch.

"Up!"

Hundreds of money sword paintings fan into a circle, densely swept down, like the sword qi of the top master to protect the body, thick into a net, water splashed in.

Just a face, more than a dozen female ninjas fell down in response, injured in shoulders, legs, arms and other parts, and lost their mobility.

"After all, I still don't want to kill......"

The money sword net was swung down, and he subconsciously avoided the vital point, Liao Wenjie muttered, and then stopped thinking about it, the body is the most honest, just follow the body.

On the ceiling, the red thread ghost hand wrapped into a large cocoon, wrapped in red copper, and only the head, hands and feet were exposed.

Liao Wenjie threw two money swords, and seeing that this thing was not only invulnerable, but also could not hurt a single bit by the scorching heat, he threw a red line at the door in front of him, and ran towards Uncle Feng.

The red thread was like a living thing, covering the red copper door, burrowing directly into the mouth and nose, because it could not pierce the flesh, and finally blocked the trachea.

……

Boom!

Uncle Feng ejected the firelight, forcing back the female ninja who was still ghostly, a smoke bomb exploded at his feet, and when he heard the dense sound of breaking the air, he quickly took off his windbreaker and rounded it.

Jingle bell.

The cross ninja dart was knocked off by his coat, and Uncle Feng was obscured by smoke bombs, keenly aware of the light steps approaching around him, and retreated towards the periphery with oil under his feet.

Taking a step slower, two long knives pierced his coat, and he turned his head sideways to dodge one and was stabbed in the shoulder by the other.

Just when Uncle Feng was unlucky, the crowd screamed again and again, and the crimson sword light net swept away the smoke and saved him from the encirclement in time.

"Uncle Feng, are you okay?"

Liao Wenjie's money swords flew up and down all over his body, each of them was tied with a red rope, not to mention hundreds, and the trenches could not be looked at directly.

“……”

Uncle Feng touched the money sword in his arms, and vaguely remembered that Liao Wenjie had said at the time that it took a lot of strength to get it.

"Uncle Feng, is you so hurt that you can't speak?"

"Don't talk to me, I'm a fool."

"What?"

Liao Wenjie didn't know why, pulled the red rope with both hands, and knocked down the last few female ninjas.

Turning her head, she saw that the woman dressed as a ninja took off the golden chrysanthemum petals and turned them into crosses to save the red copper on the ceiling.

Red copper fell to the ground and vomited, pulled out the red line in his trachea, and lay on the ground panting in embarrassment.

"Your Excellency, you have a good job!"

The woman looked at the dense money sword beside Liao Wenjie, the corners of her eyes twitched, and her heart was extremely complicated, if she was so rich, what kind of white noodles would she sell.

This situation is like an ordinary player's online PK, the two sides are deadlocked, and no one can help anyone in the whole process. Suddenly, a RMB player dressed in god costume jumped out, picked up a three-board axe, and smashed both sides crying dad and mother.

The game was instantly unbalanced, and the player's mentality collapsed, and he scolded and went offline and autistic.

"It's good if you know, I'll be caught now, I'll ......"

As Liao Wenjie was talking, the blood smeared on the money sword was evaporated, and the red light was no longer there, so he changed his words: "I will persuade Uncle Feng to say a few words and strive for a leniency for you." ”

After speaking, he silently retreated behind Uncle Feng, squeezed the wound on his arm, burst out a few drops of pitiful blood, and barely smeared a money sword all over it.

It's too grassy!

He is a cultivator, why couldn't he think about it in the first place, and upgraded the iron cloth shirt to a sword that is difficult to hurt?

I knew that money and blood were boundless, and I couldn't say anything......

In the future, I will continue to defend myself against nuclear bombs with my bare hands, and I will not give up.

A large piece of money sword was put into his arms, Liao Wenjie held the last money sword, from luxury to frugality, he always felt all kinds of unpleasant, and he glanced at Uncle Feng's bloody shoulder, and his eyes immediately lit up.

"Applejack, you and I will be divided, and you won't be able to use my blood." Uncle Feng covered his shoulders and shook his head again and again.

"Try it, what if it happens!"

“……”

Uncle Feng didn't bother to say more to Liao Wenjie, took out the money sword in his arms, smeared it with blood, and with a wave of his fingers, he manipulated the money sword to stab the woman in the air.

Red Copper picked up the long knife, and quickly split the money sword, and his body suddenly accelerated like a cheetah, slashing at Uncle Feng......

Snort, a sudden brake stopped.

It's just because Liao Wenjie stood in front of Uncle Feng with open hands, with a generous face and a posture of firing at him.

Chi Bronze retreated with a hideous expression, he could see clearly from the ceiling, Liao Wenjie suddenly killed all sides, and reversed the situation in one fell swoop, the cause was that he was injured by his sword qi.

Now that there is no blood, I still want to be slashed, so let's dream!

"Red copper, you've been using it for too long, you don't want to die and take it out." The woman swung the rope and pulled the red copper to her side, and the golden chrysanthemum petals volleyed a light array in the air, suppressing the money sword controlled by Uncle Feng.

"I can't take it out, the current situation is not good, I will cover your retreat."

"I'm not going to let you die."

The two communicated in neon for a while, one was not afraid of death, and the other was deeply affectionate.

"Uncle Feng, that man can't hold on for long, drag on time, and consume them to death."

After Liao Wenjie finished speaking to Uncle Feng, seeing that the two of them were stunned, he smiled apologetically, and replied in neon language: "I'm sorry, I know a little bit about neon language, the two of you have a strong Kanto accent, you are from Tokyo, right?" ”

"Kill him."

The woman snorted coldly, pulled out the long knife behind her back, and rushed forward with the red bronze left and right, halfway, she felt a handful of golden petals in her arms and threw a large cross dart.

Liao Wenjie stood in front of Uncle Feng, relying on the iron cloth shirt to protect himself, easily blocking the hidden weapon, and then waving the red rope and pressing down on the red copper.

Compared with the woman with hole cards, he prefers to deal with a martial arts master like Chi Copper, with few yin moves, and if he is lucky, he will send him a bleeding BUFF.

What Liao Wenjie was thinking, the red copper was clear, he hesitated to make a knife, and after just ten moves, he was very sadly entangled in his feet with a red rope.

Bite!

Liao Wenjie stabbed a sword in the shoulder of the red copper, failed to break through the defense of the copper skin and iron bones, and saw that the blood on the money sword was about to dry up, waved the red rope, and hung the red copper on the ceiling again.

Red copper was in a dilemma, seeing Liao Wenjie stepped forward to help Uncle Feng, the woman was so frightened that she couldn't take care of it much, bit off the tip of her tongue, and swallowed scarlet blood into her abdomen.

The anger emanated from the inside out, the whites of his eyes turned to pitch black, the muscles of his body swelled, and the red line was broken with a thud.

On the other side, the woman seemed to notice something, her breath dispersed, her hands were in a hurry, and her arm was burned by Uncle Feng with a money sword, and then she was slapped away by Liao Wenjie wielding a ghost claw.

"You go first, I'll take care of it here."

The red bronze ghost rushed to the woman's side, and without waiting for her to say anything, she said bluntly: "Hurry up, I can't hold it anymore, I don't want to use force against you." ”

The woman gritted her teeth, retreated a few meters back, and came to the door, holding a golden chrysanthemum in her mouth, and crossed her knees on the ground to make a seal.

Neon Dongmi handprint.

Uncle Feng stepped forward and was stopped by the red copper swinging knife, and Liao Wenjie raised his hand to throw the money sword, but was also shot down by the red copper throwing knife volley.

"Ahhh

He roared hoarsely, his canine teeth grew, his nails crooked and grown, and his hands fell to the ground, turning into a beast in human form.

On the other side, the petals spilled, the woman vomited blood, formed an internal bondage seal, and pointed at Liao Wenjie and Uncle Feng from afar.

Knock knock!

Liao Wenjie's heartbeat changed dramatically, and he vomited blood......

Although he didn't know what was going on, he didn't want to waste this blood, and ten money swords lined up in front of him, and they sprayed on the sword with a pop.