As the car approached, the man walked to the middle of the road, blocking the way of the two.

"Someone up ahead?"

Weiyang's eyes widened instantly, and only then did she notice the strong murderous aura.

"You don't know until now!"

Lin Yu rolled his eyes, although he saw that the comer was not good, he did not directly drive into it, but slowly stopped the car.

He wanted to see who else was going to kill him besides the people of the Heavenly Dao Sect.

"You are Lin Yu?"

The masked man stared at Lin Yu, who jumped out of the car, a pair of blood-red eyes flashing with a fierce light, and there were two scabbards on his back, and two black and white katana swords were inserted in the scabbards.

"You're from the Hundred Ghost Society?"

Because the other party was wearing a mask, Lin Yu couldn't see the other party's face clearly at all, nor did he know the other party's age, but he could roughly guess the other party's identity from the two katana swords behind the other party.

This weapon is the standard of the Hyakkikai!

The strongest disciple of the Hundred Ghost Society that Lin Yu had ever encountered was Miyamoto Che, and then the masked man in front of him was obviously not Miyamoto Che.

The aura is not like it, the aura exuded by this person is much stronger than Miyamoto Che, and it is not even under the Baili Condensation Heaven just now, it seems that this time the hundred ghosts will send a master to deal with him is not only Miyamoto Che.

"My name is Gen Miyamoto, your god of death!"

The man announced his name, his tone confident and haughty, and at the same time, he reached out and pulled out the two katanas behind him.

These two knives have their own names, the black knife is called Eater Ghost, and the white knife is called Devourer!

The artifact of the Hundred Ghost Society, the twin blades of ghosts and gods!

"You're here to kill me?"

"Any last words?"

Miyamoto Xuan slowly walked towards Lin Yu, every step was calm and powerful, this was the pace of a master.

"You can't kill me!" Lin Yu said.

"That's your last word?"

When the two were still five meters apart, Miyamoto Gen's figure flashed and disappeared.

"Watch your back!"

Weiyang, who was hiding in the car, exclaimed.

I saw Miyamoto Xuan ghostly appear behind Lin Yu and slash at Lin Yu's neck with a knife.

What a speed!

Lin Yu was frightened, with such a fast attack speed, he could almost kill the target in an instant.

Facing the fatal sword behind him, Lin Yu also sacrificed his own sword of defeat and lay behind him.

His speed was fast, and Lin Yu's speed was not weak at all, and with a "dang beep", the gods and ghosts slashed at the sword body of the Defeated Sword.

A knife was blocked, Miyamoto Xuan quickly retreated, Lin Yu turned around, the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, his body flew out like a sharp arrow off the string, and a sword stabbed him in the heart.

Facing the sword stabbed by Lin Yu, Miyamoto Xuan frowned slightly, blocking the God-devouring white blade in front of his chest, and his other hand grabbed the ghost-devouring black blade and swept towards Lin Yu's neck.

Miyamoto Xuan's sword moves were very sharp, even Lin Yu didn't dare to despise them, and he withdrew his sword and retreated, avoiding the attack of the black blade.

When Lin Yu retreated, Miyamoto Xuan's body jumped up, appeared in the sky above Lin Yu, and slashed at his head.

Lin Yu blocked with a horizontal sword, and Miyamoto Xuan's white blade stabbed at Lin Yu's waist with a flip in his hand.

Lin Yu was frightened, his body dodged to the side, and the white blade almost touched his waist, piercing his clothes, but did not hurt him.

A knife missed, Miyamoto Xuan snorted coldly, and the black blade reversed and hit Lin Yu's chest.

The knife is sharp, the knife is clean!

In the face of Miyamoto Xuan's sharp attack, Lin Yu gritted his teeth, simply stopped dodging, and the defeat sword in his right hand slid into his left hand, slashing at Miyamoto Xuan's left arm from bottom to top.

If he is facing an ordinary opponent, Gendai Miyamoto can pierce the opponent with a sword before the opponent severs his arm with a sword.

However, at this time, he was facing Lin Yu, and Lin Yu's sword speed was even faster than him.

Miyamoto Gen is a two-handed swordsman, and his hands are more important than life, he didn't dare to gamble, and his body turned backwards.

He retreated, and the Sword of Defeat left a trail of blood on his arm.

However, this injury was nothing to him at all, the black blade in his hand swung quickly, wanting to cut off Lin Yu's Defeat Sword, but except for making one piercing sound after another, it did not cause any damage to the Defeat Sword at all.

Lin Yu took a big leap, ready to take this opportunity to kill Miyamoto Xuan.

"Whew!"

Lin Yu sank into Miyamoto Xuan's chest with a sword, and a stream of blood rushed out.

Miyamoto gritted his teeth in pain, clenched the hilt of the knife, and swung it at Lin Yu's neck as well.

Lin Yu pulled out the Sword of Defeat, brought up a trace of blood, and slashed at the black blade with a backhand.

This powerful force directly knocked the black blade in Miyamoto Xuan's hand away, his tiger mouth had been cracked, his brows jumped wildly, and beads of sweat had appeared on his face under the mask.

Lin Yu rushed over again, punching him in the chest that had been stabbed by the sword.

Miyamoto Xuan's heart was beating wildly, and his left hand clenched the white blade and slashed at Lin Yu's fist.

"Bell!"

Just when Miyamoto Xuan thought that he could cut off Lin Yu's fist with a single sword, a scene that surprised him appeared.

I saw that his white blade seemed to have been cut on an incomparably hard diamond, and the mouth of his left hand was directly cracked.

On the other hand, Lin Yu's fist was not even injured.

How is this possible? How can a person's flesh be so tough?

Without giving him a chance to think, Lin Yu had already kicked him in the lower abdomen.

"Bang!"

The last white blade also flew out of his hand, Miyamoto Xuan's lower abdomen turned over the river and the sea, a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, and the mask on his face was cut off by Lin Yu's sword, turning into two pieces that slipped off his face, revealing an ugly face covered with scars.

His body also fell heavily to the ground, shaking up clouds of dust.

Seeing the other party's appearance clearly, Lin Yu finally understood why this guy was wearing a mask.

If you have so many scars on your face, I'm afraid you will also wear a mask.

"You're defeated!"

Lin Yu stepped on his chest and looked at him condescendingly, Miyamoto Xuan spurted out another mouthful of blood, and the red blood spilled on Lin Yu's shoes.

"Kill me!"

The skills are not as good as others, Miyamoto Xuanxin was convinced, and he simply closed his eyes.

"You're not afraid of death?"

Also facing death, Lin Yu didn't expect that this guy in front of him was much more backbone than those guys from the Heavenly Dao Gate.

"The hundred ghosts will have an iron law, and if you fail the mission, you will die!" Miyamoto Gendo.

"But those of your classmates may not think so!"

The same door in Lin Yu's mouth was naturally Miyamoto Che, Keelung and others, those guys ran away directly when they saw that they couldn't beat them, compared to the guy in front of them, they were too spineless.

"They're them, I'm me, don't compare me to those trash!" Miyamoto snorted.

"What does Toru Miyamoto have to do with you?" Lin Yu asked curiously.

"It's okay!"

In fact, Miyamoto Gen is Toru Miyamoto's half-brother, but he doesn't want to admit this relationship because the two have been on the wrong path since childhood.

This time, Miyamoto Xuanlai assassinated Lin Yu, and it had nothing to do with Miyamoto Che, it was purely because of the organization task.