The words fell, and the delusional figure dissipated. Compared with the previous times, including the few times when he ridiculed Huidong and Bai Ling, this time the delirium was really faster, as if it really disappeared, or merged with heaven and earth.

The black-clothed ninjas around them couldn't help but be shocked, and looked at each other one by one.

Ninjas are sneaking in the dark, practicing the ability to assassinate without being noticed. But this time, he met an old ancestor who had dissipated.

When the delusion reappeared, he raised his legs high and slashed down like a sickle from top to bottom. His target, first and foremost, is the ninja who can speak the Ya Ya language.

The ninja was also shocked by the ghost god body of the delirium, and drew a knife to cut off the right foot of the delirium, but it was half a beat too slow. When the heel position of the delusion smashed on his left shoulder, the strength of the thousand jun was like his own left shoulder, and the bones shattered in an instant.

The pain was heartbreaking, needless to say. The terrifying thing is that it is the delusional talent who landed, jumped up quickly, and then kicked left and right, kicking his two partners away.

"You are, the Grand Master of the Hongmeng Realm?"

The ninja with a crippled shoulder spoke again in a strange accent, and when he heard what he asked, he couldn't help but snort coldly and said, "Who is humane, fighting, and relying on the level of realm cultivation to determine victory or defeat? ”

The man did not understand the meaning of delusion, and thought that he had guessed correctly. Knowing that the delusion was the great master of the Hongmeng realm, this ninja who knew the Ya language of the Great Ye couldn't help but be a little afraid. I knew that the person I was going to deal with was the great master of the Hongmeng realm, so I should have let those upper forbearances, or maybe I should have let the upper ones send special upper forbearances.

A few words of gossip, premature and foolish can be regarded as giving enough face, and the next moment, the slaughter begins!

Delirium casually threw Kunai out, pierced the calf of a ninja, snatched the sword from the ninja he kicked down, and then disappeared again. This time, it was really the lower realm of killing gods, and the wind rose, and it used to blow people's hair and robes, but this time, it was the sword wind.

For the sake of not teasing, but taking life!

The screams are constant, there is no knife to appear, and there is always a time when someone dies. Ninja who has been ordered to do assassination missions all year round, but this time, he has encountered his peers, and it is useless to be afraid, but there is no way to escape.

After a short while, this dead end was full of the corpses of these black-clothed ninjas. Blood, stumps, and internal organs make this dead end look eerie and terrifying.

He was not without injuries, these were just minor injuries to him. Even if the skin and flesh are turned out, it is just to be sutured with thread and raised for a few days. But these small injuries were exchanged for the lives of a group of Dongli pups.

How can I say that these small injuries are not worth it?

Walking towards the outside of the alley, it was also at this time that the mutation arose.

The front foot just crossed the mouth of the alley, and a knife broke through the wind and slashed head-on. In other words, this kind of killing attack waiting for the rabbit must be fateful. However, the target of the attack this time was delirium.

The body slid six or seven steps like this, and returned to the dead end again. But the knife didn't seem to want to let him go, and chased him into a dead end.

The same outfit as those individuals before was a black-clothed ninja who had left the east.

"Hey, don't you understand people?"

In the face of the presumptuous provocation, the man in black couldn't help frowning his eyebrows, and his eyes were even more angry. Sure enough, this person can also speak Ya Ya, even several times better than the previous person.

"The delusion of the Dusk Han Building, you, what is the purpose of coming to the Cold City? You went to Bai Ling's City Lord's Mansion. You, and Bai Ling, what's the ulterior motive?"

As Yu Yu guessed, the level of this black-clothed ninja's Daye Ya is much better than the previous one, except for the somewhat peculiar accent, every word is clear. But I wondered a little when I heard it, this person seemed to have used the wrong sentence, or maybe he used the wrong identity.

He smiled and smiled, and then said: "Uncle, I came to Hancheng, where did you come from the ability to ask? Uncle, I went to Bai Ling's City Lord's Mansion, did I go to drink or prostitute, you little cub from this thing, asked, I know, what are you going to do?"

The three of them were silent, so that the man in black was dumbfounded, and you didn't say a word about you for a long time.

He smiled again, and then moved his arms, arms, and neck. Then, the figure moved, and once again moved forward between heaven and earth.

It's really bad to be delusional, give this black-clothed ninja a punch for a while, and make up for it for a while. No matter how many sneak attacks there are, no matter how much the black-clothed ninja is guarded against, he will eventually find an opportunity to take advantage of it. In the face of abuse, he also ignored it.

But it's a delusion, and I still underestimate the black-clothed ninja who came out from behind.

Just when he was about to think that he was punching and kicking and beating the other party out of temper, a dilapidated person he thought was inconsequential, and was caught by this black-clothed ninja.

The delusional one stepped on the wall, and the position of the center of gravity was raised in advance. The black-clothed ninja was quick with his eyes and stabbed at the place where the dust was raised. Sure enough, the soles of the shoes were cut, and the soles of the feet were also cut out.

This time he was injured, and his delusional eyes changed, cold and angry, but he was also a little more serious.

"Could it be that the delirium of the Dusk Hanlou is such a nobody?"

After listening to it, he smiled again, but the laughter was too cold, so cold that there was no change in facial expression. When the laughter stopped, he heard that his voice was still cold, and he said: "There is no one in the eyes, first of all, the people in the eyes must be people." You little cubs, you know what you are doing. In that case, why should I treat you as human beings?"

Mocking mercilessly, this black-clothed ninja was really angry. It is also cultivated for release, no longer hidden.

It was also when the black-clothed ninja cultivated to the full exhibition and released a breathing aura that he realized that he had really encountered iron stubble.

Seeing that the ice-blue Qi wrapped the Tai Dao in the black-clothed ninja's hand, the knife swung suddenly, and an ice-blue half-moon-shaped sword struck at Xiao Yu.

There was a serious look in his eyes, and finally he faintly spit out those words again: "The afterimage of the leaf!"

This time, the figure of delirium did not dissipate, but like a doppelganger, in this dead end, including his own deity, there were a total of seven delirium. Every delusion is cold in the eyes and quite arrogant.

One of them raised his kick and kicked the ice-blue knife like a block of ice, falling to the ground.

When the black-clothed ninja saw it, his exposed eyes were first slightly stunned, and then ecstatic.

"The delusion of the Twilight Building, you, you actually know how to leave the ninja's doppelganger, you, really can. ”

In the face of praise, Xiao Yu was even more disdainful, and said contemptuously: "I have good things in Daye, and you can't afford to eat watermelons when you leave a small land, do you still think that you have anything to boast about? Not to mention, those who are far better than my uncle. ”

The black-clothed ninja stared at the delirium, a little incomprehensible.

"So, you little cub from the land of projectiles, Yelang is arrogant, and you should also have a sense of proportion!"

The black-clothed ninja said something that he couldn't understand, and then put the fingers of his right hand together, put it in front of his nose and muttered for a while. Seeing it later, Ling Yaoyu couldn't help frowning, speechless.

This black-clothed ninja has also turned into a clone, and there are so many clones that it makes the delusion very inferior.

In this narrow cul-de-sac, there are now seven unscrupulous ninjas, facing a stalemate with more than two dozen black-clothed ninjas.

Preemptively, the first to act. The seven delusions are all gone, and the previous method is brewed, and every time it appears, it will definitely give the other party a certain blow.

One delirium is already a headache, and seven deliriums really make the roots of this black-clothed ninja's teeth itch.

However, the abilities are almost the same, and after all, the number of black-clothed ninja avatars is superior. The knife is wielded, the knife is continuous, even if the body is unparalleled, there is always a place where you don't pay attention.

The black-clothed ninja swung it over, and the sword had red blood on its head, and this knife was hit.

And this time, he leaned against the wall. The young man leaning against the wall had some white lips, and his appearance was not only because of the knife of the black-clothed ninja, but also because of the light but many small injuries before.

The blood flowed little by little, and the stream gathered into the sea, so that his physical strength finally dropped so badly that it was difficult to support him anymore.

The delirium leaning against the wall began to become weak, and the other six deliriums also showed fatigue in an instant. Even though these six delirious figures moved, wanting to launch a surprise attack and make a bloody way for the delirious one by the wall, when one black-clothed ninja came over one after another, the gap between their fists and their four hands was instantly reflected.

The black-clothed ninjas raised their swords in unison, raised their swords high, and then swung them down, and the ice-blue swords converged from all directions.

Six were delusional, some avoided it, some were completely hit, and some escaped but were slightly injured.

When he landed, the delusion in the corner couldn't bear it anymore and vomited a mouthful of black blood. A mouthful of blood fell, and the figure that was hit by the ice-blue sword began to be transparent, and finally completely dissipated.

When one dissipates delusion, there will be a second, and a third.

After all, under the siege and interception of a group of black-clothed ninjas, the six were delirious, and none of them were seen. The lord of Devil May Cry in the Twilight Building, who was extremely arrogant before, was planted in the hands of the Dongli ninja after all.

Leaning against the corner, hehehe, smiling.

The black-clothed ninja put his fingers together again, stuck them in the middle of his nose, and muttered again. Then, those black-clothed ninjas dissipated into white smoke with one "bang bang bang" after another.

Looking at the black-clothed ninja who walked slowly, he couldn't help grinning, but the black blood stained his white teeth red, which looked quite terrifying.

"Your uncle, the great master of the Hongmeng realm, is it nothing more than that!"

Hearing these humiliating words, he couldn't help but smile again, and then spit out a mouthful of blood and spit on the face of the ninja in black.

Seeing the angry appearance of the black-clothed ninja, he smiled even more happily, and then said in a cold voice: "What kind of bullshit realm, if my robe is with my uncle, you little cubs, you little cubs, you won't know how to die." ”