Kitada Ryuichi walked out of the shadows of the house, wearing a clog kimono, and stood on the steps somewhat loosely, without any momentum at all.

The fighting did not stop.

However, the invaders and even all kinds of ghosts and monsters have a tacit understanding not to advance, and concentrate on dealing with the people of the Kotokui family on both sides of the main road.

The center of the battle split to the sides, leaving a road that stretched to the gates.

At this time, there were already two people standing at the door, also holding black umbrellas.

Kitada Ryuichi squinted his eyes and looked over, one of them he knew, it was the cat demon who followed the smile before.

There was also a young man, like an ordinary Japanese office worker, dressed in a formal suit, his suit was taken off and his two fingers were hooked on his shoulders, his white shirt was unbuttoned at the top, and his tie was ripped open and draped around his neck crookedly.

Qi Zihuan is here.

He promised to smile.

Qi Zihuan put away his umbrella, put it at the door like everyone else, and then walked in with him.

The road is not long, and they are not walking fast.

When he was halfway there, he had already turned into a black cat again, with a visible black demonic aura on his body.

Qi Zihuan also took out a wooden sword, and with a touch of his fingers, the black light suddenly flourished.

After that, every time he took a step forward, the momentum of this person and a cat would soar upwards.

When I got to the bottom of the steps, I was already arrogant.

"Trouble Jean, I'll find someone." Qi Zihuan casually threw away the suit on his shoulder, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said as a matter of course.

No one dared to talk to Ryuichi Kitada like that.

Everyone knows that if Kitada Ryuichi wants to stop someone, then this person will definitely not be able to pass.

No, there was once a man who was not human, and he didn't stop him......

Many years ago, there was a beautiful woman who also came to this manor, also looking for someone......

She just waved her hand slightly, and Kitada Ryuichi, who was in the prime of life, felt like he had been hit head-on by a truck and smashed against a wall a few meters away.

He was lying limply on the ground, looking at the woman's back.

Later, when she found the person she was looking for, she became even angrier, and when she waved her hand again, the strongest elders in the family were burned to ashes.

Kitada Long, who has always been light and light-hearted, gradually became solemn.

He ignored Qi Zihuan's words, but slowly pulled out the "frog song".

Wouldn't that be a clearer answer?

Qi Zihuan and glanced at each other again, and they both saw the resoluteness in each other's eyes.

The black cat's long tail was erect high, the tip of the tail trembled sharply, and in the trembling, there were phantoms of two tails, and a black wind blade with a handle shot at the vital point of Kitada Ryuichi like a bullet.

As soon as the wind blade was fired, the black cat also roared, and pounced on it with an incomparably fast speed.

Qi Zihuan's left hand, which was not holding a sword, shook twice in a row, and a delicate wooden tower was just retracted, and a five-colored thunder light with the thickness of an arm blasted towards Kitada Ryuichi.

The sounds of fighting all around couldn't help but slow down, including the reason why the manor's defenses were gradually disintegrating, and more importantly, both sides were involuntarily paying attention to the movement at the door of the main house.

The success or failure of the main battlefield also indirectly determines whether the invasion will continue.

Kitada Ryu moved.

The sword light was everywhere, and the frogs were chirping.

His knife was so fast that it seemed to be crushing in all directions, endlessly.

It is denser than the spring rain, and there are no flaws in sight.

Several blades of wind were cut off in the middle and dispersed into a breeze.

The sword light stirred rapidly, and then spun to pick up these few beams of breeze, and picked up the five-colored thunder light like a swimming dragon.

A rapidly forming tornado engulfed the thunder, and for a while the wind was like a tiger, and the thunder was bursting, and then gradually disappeared, and there was no trace of it.

The long knife slashed again, striking the black cat's claws, making a piercing metallic sound.

He fell down the steps again, and his right paw was somewhat unnatural.

"Bing!"

"Fight!"

With two loud shouts, Qi Zihuan's figure swept into the air, and the peachwood sword in his hand was raised above his head and slashed down.

The incantation was recited at a very fast speed in his mouth, and when the speed of the fall reached its highest, the black light on the peach wood sword was also full of power.

The swordsmanship of Yan Chixia, which originated from a generation of chivalrous people, completely abandoned dodge and protection, and paid attention to the momentum like a rainbow and the strength to break the skill.

Kitada Ryu sank like water on one side and put the long knife across his head.

A steel knife and a wooden sword collided silently.

This was the first time that everyone present saw Kitada Ryuichi's knife posture clearly, and at this moment, the long knife stopped in the air, and then sank, and when it was about to disintegrate, Kitada Ryuichi's left hand reached out and resisted the back of the knife.

The balance of power was once again maintained.

Qi Zihuan fell back to the ground, and the wooden sword was suddenly withdrawn.

At the same time, the feet slid sideways, the body rotated, and the steps and figures began to move forward and backward, agile and ethereal.

The wooden sword in his hand is either picked or stabbed, and it always strikes from almost impossible places and angles, making people unpredictable at all.

Xiahou's swordsmanship wins with body and treachery.

With another loud howl, his body doubled in size, and he pounced again like a cheetah one size smaller.

She stopped retreating, her claws and fangs attacking fiercely and frantically, trying to catch Kitada's sword with her soon-scarred body.

If you can use your body to block the "frog chirping" for another moment, maybe Qi Zihuan will be able to succeed.

The cat has nine lives, she lived for a thousand years, and now there are five left.

Even if this "death" takes a hundred years to reach the top again.

Stomp ......

The clogs stepped on the bluestone slab above the steps of the main house, making a rhythmic sound.

Kitada Ryuichi went in and out in this strange rhythm, and the sword light in his hand danced more and more densely.

Although Qi Zihuan and another wave of attacks were forced back several times, beads of sweat continued to ooze from his forehead after all, and his kimono began to be messy.

It's just that there are more and more scars on his body, and blood is dripping down, mixed with the rain on the steps, and seeping into the cracks in the stone.

More Kotokui family forces arrived, and they were stopped by Kitada Ryuichi's sword, and they couldn't pass through the main entrance, so they broke out of the window of the next room and joined the battle.

Of course, more and more people have lost their combat strength and fallen to the ground.

There were still nearly thirty of the forty-three powerful invaders left, and they were still like two thick walls firmly blocking the roadside, preventing them from disturbing the battle between Qi Zihuan and Kitada Ryuichi.

Occasionally, the battle group that had just dared to approach the two people and one cat quickly flew out with blood.

I couldn't tell who was hurt.

A faint ray of thunder crawled across the ground and burrowed into Kitada's wet clogs.

The frog's dancing slowed down a little.

It was this gap that Qi Zihuan's wooden sword and sharp claws had already rushed in front of Kitada Ryuichi.

But there is only one point in the gap.

Kitada Ryuichi turned his wrist slightly, and the original arc of the long knife suddenly snapped, cutting horizontally in front of him with a trajectory that did not conform to the law of inertia.

The wooden sword was swept away when it was in danger.

Matata's claws had torn through the kimono, leaving Kitada Ryuichi with two deep scars that could be seen in the bone.

She was about to retreat diagonally.

It's just that Blade is faster than her.

The cold light is dazzling......

A hint of pain flashed in Qi Zihuan's eyes.

At this time, he had just regained his momentum, and even if he used his body to delay the sword momentum, he could not form a must-kill cooperation.

Seeing that the long knife is coming, he will split the black cat in two.

A short red blade appeared out of thin air, blocking between the long knife and the dragon.

Then there was a wrist holding the hilt of a knife, and there was a hideous scar on the wrist.

Spider-like scars.