Sou!

Strong bow and arrow, without hesitation.

As if asking for his life, while Fan Lu was speaking, he flew out of the string.

There was anger in the eyes of the true master of Domoto.

Turning around, the katana in his hand flashed coldly, and he slashed down angrily with a whistling sound.

Clang!

Sparks fly.

This knife actually split Fan Lu's arrow in half.

Chen Dong's pupils constricted, and he was terrified.

The gap of only 2 places on the Grim Reaper list is so huge?

Fan Lu's archery skills are at the peak, and he has experienced it firsthand.

On the first night, if Fan Lu really wanted to kill him, he would definitely not have the possibility of withstanding the second arrow.

But now, Fan Lu's arrow has made Tang Ben Zhenwu hard!

"Die!"

After splitting the arrow, Domoto Shingoto's body was like a ghost, and a smoke bomb rose up in smoke, but he was holding a katana and rushed directly towards Fan Lu fiercely.

"Fan Lu be careful!"

Chen Dong's complexion changed greatly, and he subconsciously wanted to get up to help, but the severe pain in his body made him snort and fall to the ground again.

In the bamboo forest at night.

The sky is full of bamboo leaves.

Fan Lu looked cold and unfazed.

In the face of the fierce rushing Domoto Shingo, while retreating quickly, he quickly opened his bow and arrows.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Three arrows in a row, raging in the sky.

As if he could predict, the katana in his hand swung fiercely, blocking all the arrows.

Such a gap made Chen Dong's heart sink to the bottom one by one.

Once he is approached by Tang Ben Zhenwu, the bow and arrow in Fan Lu's hand will be useless.

And the hand-to-hand combat skills of Domoto Shingo are like ghosts and ghosts, and the moves are ruthless.

Even more vicious and elusive than Kunlun's fighting skills.

Hand-to-hand combat is a disaster for Fan Lu!

Tang Ben Zhenwu was fast, facing the bamboo leaves in the sky, and rushed towards Fan Lu at great speed.

The whole body released a majestic killing intent.

It's like the murderous ninja in the movie.

A sneer came from under his mask: "Meng Po, when I get closer, it will be your time to reincarnate!" ”

In the blink of an eye.

Domoto Shingo had already deceived Fan Lu into approaching, the katana in his hand flashed with cold light, roaring, and directly cut towards Fan Lu's abdomen.

Fan Lu's complexion changed greatly, and in a hurry, he directly launched a strong bow to resist.

Clang!

A loud bang.

The terrifying force instantly shook Fan Lu and staggered back.

Tang Ben Zhenwu didn't give Fan Lu the slightest chance, and swung out a knife and bullied himself again.

The katana in his hand was like a ghost, roaring with pieces of afterimage, and fell towards Fan Lu.

And the truth is the same as Chen Dong expected.

Fan Lu's melee fighting skills are not on the same level as Tangmoto Zhenwu at all.

In a hurry, he waved his strong bow again and again to resist, but he had no power to resist, constantly retreating, and he might not even be able to resist at any time.

Even if Fan Lu still maintained an extremely cold state of mind, his eyes were still churning with fear and jealousy.

Defeat, only in a split second.

In the face of the sword of Domoto Shingo, once defeated, what awaits is death!

Bang!

The katana slammed into the bow.

The terrifying force shook the strong bow and trembled, almost breaking away from Fan Lu's hands.

At the same time, Fan Lu screamed miserably and staggered.

It's this moment.

Airplanes!

The katana roared and slashed towards Fan Lu's neck.

Finished!

Fan Lumei's eyes were round, and her face turned pale suddenly.

In her sight, passing Morihan's katana, she clearly saw the sneer in Domoto Shingo's eyes.

Sou!

Tremble in the balance.

There was a sound of breaking wind.

The katana that was about to fall on Fan Lu's neck suddenly slammed into the air.

A sudden scene made Fan Lu and Tang Ben Zhenwu stunned at the same time.

The two of them looked up at the same time, only to see that the katana was wrapped in thin lines of fish scales.

"Let go!"

Chen Dong's expression was cold, and he burst into tears.

The right hand waved violently.

"Yaga!"

Feeling the huge drag force coming from the katana, Domoto Shingo's eyes were hideous, and he shouted angrily.

But under this tug, he did not let go of the katana, but held the katana tightly, and quickly retreated with his back.

"Sister Xiaolu!"

Chen Dong's face sank, and he hurriedly shouted when he saw Tang Ben Zhenwu's back approaching quickly.

Tang Ben Zhenwu is going to cut Fan Lu with a knife and fall on him!

Fan Luqiao's face changed greatly, and the murderous intent in her eyes was surging.

In an instant, he bent his bow and set up an arrow, aimed at Tang Ben Zhenwu, and an arrow flew out.

Arrows swept by, with a piercing buzzing sound.

Seeing that he was about to stab the true enlightenment of the temple.

However, Domoto Shingo instantly pulled out a slightly short katana from his waist and quickly pulled out the sword flower in front of him.

It was as if a knife curtain was formed, and the arrows were blocked by force.

"Let go!"

Chen Dong saw the opportunity and tugged his right hand violently.

The katana wrapped in fish scales finally flew out of Satoru Domoto's hand.

"Eight Ga Ya Road!"

Almost at the same time, Tang Ben Zhenwu turned around violently, his eyes were as fierce as bloodthirsty beasts, and rushed directly towards Chen Dong's side.

Damn it!

Mad dogs?

Chen Dong's whole person is not calm, and from beginning to end, Tang Ben Shingo shows not only the forbearance and viciousness of a ninja, but also a ferocious fierceness that is almost crazy and not afraid of death.

It made him very big.

Seeing Tang Ben Zhenwu rushing over, Chen Dong was in severe pain, struggling to stand up, and tried twice but failed.

Just now, the katana that could wrap the fish scale thread around the Katana of Domoto was already his limit.

Even if the katana of Domoto Shingo had fallen into his hands at this time, he still didn't have the slightest confidence.

Chen Dong knew that the gap between him and Tang Ben Zhenwu was not a little bit.

The long katana simply can't bridge the gap.

Even, even if he has a long knife in his hand, he may still not be able to stop a knife!

"Mr. Chen!"

Fan Lu, who was not far away, turned pale.

In a hurry, he reached for the quiver on his waist, but grabbed an empty one.

There was a roar in her mind, and her beautiful eyes instantly burst into tears.

Damn, why are there suddenly no arrows at this time?

"Mr. Chen just came to save me!"

This was the only thought in Fan Lu's mind, seeing Tang Ben Zhenwu pounce on Chen Dong, she gritted her teeth fiercely, waved her longbow, and rushed directly towards Chen Dong and Tang Ben Zhenwu.

"Your Excellency, please die!"

When Tang Ben Zhenwu pounced in front of Chen Dong, Chen Dong even felt that time had become extremely slow.

The roar of the true understanding of the temple echoed in his ears, containing awe-inspiring killing intent.

In sight, the short katana fell straight down as if it were asking for his life.

Fight!

Chen Dong's eyes were full of anger, he had never had the habit of waiting for death, even if he knew that he would die, he still had to fight with all his might!

Clang!

The long katana slammed into the short katana of Dormoto Shingo, bursting with sparks.

With the roar of Domoto Shingo, the short katana stiffly pressed the long katana and fell towards Chen Dong's body.

Poof!

The sound of a sharp knife entering the flesh.

Chen Dong's body shook violently, let out a muffled snort, and a large amount of blood burst out from his left shoulder, splashing his face.

If it weren't for the fast deflection of his head, this knife would have fallen directly on the top of his head, not on his left shoulder!

"Die!"

Mago Domoto looked like crazy, holding the katana in both hands, and pressed it down fiercely.

Chen Dong couldn't help but gasp, and the sharp pain coming from his left shoulder even exceeded the sharp pain of being cut by the fish scale line before.

In a trance, he even heard a "squeak" sound from his left shoulder, which was the sound of a sharp knife slowly cutting into the flesh.