The man in the robe looked at Deng Tianxiong: "Da Ming? ”

Deng Tianxiong's brain buzzed.

The four men with fiery red scabbards looked dazed.

The first to react was Wang Sheng!

The young man's half-crouched body swooped out in an instant, his teeth clenched, the fine fluff on his lips swayed slightly, and the knife burst like spring thunder, sweeping towards the man's legs.

"Ah~"

"Huh?"

The room was suddenly in chaos, a soldier lifted the iron pot, the boiling soup was raised in the air, Deng Tianxiong stepped on the long knife, the soles of his feet were pinched outward, and the blade of the knife roared out, and the tip of the knife pointed directly between the man and the fiery red scabbard guard!

The sound of the wind lowered the burning fire, and the flames twisted and shook wildly. The room suddenly went dark, and everyone's shadows were stretched very long.

Wang Sheng's blade had already touched the man's calf, and the man with the fiery red scabbard closest to the man shouted an incomprehensible bird language, and the slender blade danced into a terrible red, but it was blocked by Deng Tianxiong's knife for a moment, and the savior was out of time.

Wang Sheng's indifferent face did not fluctuate, but the hand holding the knife tightened a little, suddenly, his neck was cold, and the slippery cold feeling spread throughout his body in an instant, and this close knife could not be cut out.

The eyes of the others were wide, they could see clearly, a bundle of wet long black hair did not know when it was wrapped around Wang Sheng's neck, the young man's eyes were round, his palm was weakly released, the handle of the knife had not fallen, and a fiery red knife light had already swept towards the young man's face from bottom to top!

"Bang!"

The sound lingered, the piercing wail of the blade was endless, and the samurai retreated continuously, his hands trembling......

Li Yan held the gun in both hands, the muzzle of the black hole pointed directly at the man in the robe, and his resolute cheeks were reflected in the firelight.

……

"What are you pointing at me when you're done shooting?"

The man's expression was calm.

"Bang!"

The man's eyebrows twitched, and his face was shocked.

Bullets swept through his hair. The smell of being burned is faintly palpable.

Li Yan's eyes were fierce: "Guess, have I finished shooting now?" ”

The man lowered his head and suddenly laughed. The white palm suddenly grabbed Wang Sheng.

"Bang! Bang! ”

Flames erupted one after another, two bullets grazed the man's neck, and the smell of gunpowder in the air overshadowed the aroma of food.

Don't say man, even Deng Tianxiong and others were dumbfounded.

Li Yan raised his gun.

"Guess again?"

Deng Tianxiong rushed over and pulled Wang Sheng back, ripped off the weird black hair on his neck, and pinched his people desperately.

"There's something wrong with this guy, I'm aiming for his chest."

Li Yan remained silent, but secretly wondered in his heart.

At the moment of shooting, Li Yan vaguely felt that the bullet seemed to pass through a black shadow......

From the first shot, Li Yan aimed at the opponent's vital point, but was blocked by the samurai with a knife, more precisely, the bullet itself hit his knife.

Even with the blessing of the hook star, he doesn't dare to say that he will definitely be able to slash bullets.

And the next few shots are even more evil, others seem to be Li Yan's cat and mouse, how can Li Yan have such idleness, but he didn't hit, and he just pretended to be forced.

A glimpse of it, launched

Akabi samurai! A special unit from the Land of Kai.

Status: Unarmored (Defense decreased by 70%, Agility increased by 40%)

Mastery: Military 77%

Skill: True Yin Flow Knife Technique

The Soul of Kai

Strengthening the army (increasing the combat effectiveness of the group)

Threat level: Light red

Threat Level*4: Deep red

Kobayakawa Masakazu, the youngest son of the Kobayakawa family.

Status: Blood of the Daimyo (Protected by the power of the Demons and Gods, all damage reduced by 10%, damage dealt by Yan Fu Walking reduced by 25%)

Specialization: Ancient Stream Swordsmanship 79% (Shinto Thoughtless Flow)

Skill: Ghost Feeding Art (Nanako)

Threat level: Red

The art of ghost feeding?

Li Yan moved his fingers.

Kobayakawa's frightened look couldn't fade for a long time: "Daming's firearms are so advanced?!" ”

"That's not right!"

Kobayakawa reacted quickly, because the man's accomplice actually showed the same surprised look as himself.

He rolled his eyes to the look in Colt's pistol with greed.

"Emperor Wanli's army seems to be far away from Pyongyang."

He didn't care about Li Yan's muzzle, and said slowly: "You are the fish that slipped through the net of the routed army? ”

Deng Tianxiong spat on the ground: "Little thief, I learned Chinese well." ”

"Did you hide in the mountains to avoid our search?"

Kobayakawa took two steps forward, and Li Yan took a step forward, and the muzzle of the gun was raised. The meaning in the eyes is very obvious.

The man was not afraid, he looked around and tilted his head: "And your people are not lightly injured."

Except for Lao Diao and Song Tongyi, the remaining seven people were all injured, and the long journey was already very difficult, and there were only two or three people who could really walk with these energetic Chibei warriors for a few rounds.

"One shot, how much can it be wasted?"

Li Yan looked disdainful.

"Then why don't you do it?" Kobayakawa smiled.

"Bang!"

Li Yan turned the muzzle of the gun and shot at the farthest samurai in Satokobayakawa!

The bullet went into the man's shoulder, and blood splattered out.

The warrior exhaled in pain, and Deng Tianxiong and the others clearly saw that before the bullet hit the warrior, a dry palm that came out of nowhere stopped it. The bullet passed through the palm of the hand and skewed in direction.

Li Yan understood something, and the tiger roared "back off", and all the Ming troops stayed away from Kobayakawa one after another.

At the same time, Kobayakawa had a gloomy face and let several samurai approach him.

The unknown is always scary, but Li Yan is an exception.

The art of feeding ghosts, Nanako, to put it bluntly, is similar to a snake.

When Li Yan shot at Kobayakawa, Nanako was almost so fast that she couldn't see it, and when she fired at the samurai who was far away from him, Nanako's speed slowed down all of a sudden.

But one is a storm, and the other is like a curse.

The situation froze all at once.

Kobayakawa glanced at the roof without a trace.

On the beam, a joint was wrong, and the woman in white and black hair was hanging upside down, slowly crawling in the direction of Li Yan and the others......

"Kobayakawa-sama, let's rush over together!"

A samurai whispered.

Kobayakawa glanced at him like an idiot, and said with a smile: "He shot me indiscriminately, but I won't die......"

"Master Li, this little widow is haunted."

Song Tongyi also whispered.

Li Yan touched his neck quietly, and the itching there had unconsciously turned into a stinging pain.

Good spirits are not bad spirits, he scolded secretly, licked his lips and said: "It's dark, Lao Diao should have come back a long time ago." ”

At the same time, Kobayakawa also frowned: "Why hasn't Yamamoto come back yet?" ”

The words of the two landed almost at the same time, and they glanced at each other in surprise at the same time. Their faces changed.

……

Nanako had already climbed over the beams of the house, her body seemed to grow out of the wall, like a mother spider who chose to devour people, and her resentful eyes covered by thick black hair stared at Wang Sheng, who was standing against the wall, with white lips, and her withered hands and claws slowly stretched out......

A white soft wattle wrapped Nanako's withered palm, and her delicate face was clinging to Nanako's black hair. Forcibly stopped between Wang Sheng and Nanako.

"Drink, ha~"

Nanako opened her mouth and roared silently.

The woman's eyes narrowed, and her lips spit lightly: "Little sister, don't get in the way......"

……

Walking through the fence, there is the door of the black hole in front of me, and the warmth that is not there is blown away by the cold wind.

Footprint after footprint in the snow, blood running through his fingers, a crimson katana behind his back, arms twisted and twisted with swaying strips of cloth, messy hair dancing in all directions, cloudy eyes agitating outward.

His purple-blue cracked lips pursed tightly.

"It's almost there"

……

"Wait!" Kobayakawa said, his eyes strange.

"Can't wait!" Li Yan clenched the Huanlong Han Sword tightly, and his teeth were clenched.

"Bang~"

The smell of gunpowder was imminent, and the sound of boots stepping into the house was particularly distinct, attracting everyone's attention in an instant.

Diao's eyes were covered in blood, his bright red abdomen was agitated with his breathing, his loose withered hair fell to his shoulders, a lock of hair was clutched on the back of his red and chapped hands, and his round eyes and skulls were swaying back and forth.

The old man's back was straight, and his single eye was full of blurred blood.

"Mr. Li, the thieves have gone up the mountain."