Ishihara walked leisurely in the dark alleys, and black shadows kept appearing around him, but no one dared to take the lead in attacking Ishihara, I don't know if it was their tactics or afraid of Ishihara's strength.

As he walked, Ishihara Yue stood steadily, smiled slightly in the darkness, and then said in Dongying, "Did you invite me to come to the play, if I don't show up again, I'm going to go out, are the eighteen ghosts in the hall just a group of ghosts?"

As soon as the words fell, bursts of curses came out of the darkness, and then an old voice gave the order to attack, as soon as the words fell, four swordsmen appeared next to Ishihara Yue in an instant, and there was a burst of slashing at Ishihara Yue, these Rao steps were very consistent, simple slashing movements but they could be done uniformly, almost sealing Ishihara Yue's usual retreat.

Ishihara Yue smiled coldly, "It's pretty much the same." The four swordsmen knew that the situation was not good, and they quickly retracted the refining momentum, and several people retreated a few steps back at the same time, and the attack and defense of these four people can be uniform, as if they are one person, this heart is connected, and it is by no means ordinary that can be cultivated, which requires years of training and actual combat together, otherwise there will never be such a tacit understanding.

When those people withdrew from the battle group, they found that their clothes had been torn and opened several times, and several people were shocked in their hearts.

Ishihara Yue smiled, "Did you know now that I was a Wind Escape Ninja?

Several people showed a resentful expression on their faces, and once again attacked Ishihara Yue at the same time, Ishihara Yue had a short knife in his hand, under the sharp body and knife technique, these knife hands were not her opponents at all, and she was forced to retreat again and again by her short knife, and Ishihara Yue was at ease, constantly shuttling between these black-clothed people, sometimes swimming, sometimes attacking, so that they were completely confused, more than a dozen rounds, many black-clothed ninjas had more or less some scars on their bodies, and the forehead wounds on several of them were still very serious, and the blood kept dripping down, but Ishihara Yue didn't have any sweat on his body, as if it was a game, smiled coldly at these men in black.

On the other side of the alley, Lin Chunxi met a sick young man, in the dark alley to see such a person, the atmosphere is very weird, the person's eyes are blank, staring straight at Lin Chunxi, Lin Chunxi was looked at by his eyes, and suddenly felt a cold feeling, he knew that the person in front of him was like a sick tiger, with a murderous face, he was by no means an idle person, his strength was far above the previous two, this person should be the "old and weak neck" disease.

Sick Yin looked at Lin Chunxi suspiciously, and said to him weakly, "Are those two dead?", Lin Chunxi nodded, this person actually showed a relieved smile on his face, Lin Chunxi was furious when he saw it, the man said to himself, "Great, you can divide the money between two people less", and then looked at Lin Chunxi in front of him with a little excitement, and arrived with gratitude, "In order to thank you, I will let you die faster", as soon as the words fell, the man's sleeves shook, and a burst of yellow smoke floated over.

Lin Chunxi didn't expect the other party to make a sudden move, the person in front of him was talking crazy, I don't know if he was really sick, but Lin Chunxi knew that the other party's poison was indeed powerful, fortunately, he was prepared, and immediately took out the mask that Luo Yifei handed over to him before leaving, put it on his face, and then used his internal strength to face the yellow smoke is palm, and suddenly a whirlwind broke out in the alley, and the domineering true qi blew straight towards the illness.

The man was stunned at first, but he couldn't help thinking about it, Lin Chunxi's internal force had reached the front, the man suddenly felt that there was a pressure coming towards him, which could actually make him a little breathless, the man turned around suddenly, and he could avoid Lin Chunxi's internal force, after the internal force hit the wall, there was a cracking sound, and the wall bricks were suddenly broken several pieces, and the man frowned after seeing it, but before he woke up, Lin Chunxi had already attacked the front, and in just a short moment, he had already attacked seven or eight moves, so that the sick person could parry again and again, Lin Chunxi used his speed to completely seal the sick hands, so that he had no chance to release the poison, and Lin Chunxi had the upper hand on the scene。

Ishihara Yue's side of the battle against the eighteen ghosts has also come to an end, although the other party has eighteen people, and the action is uniform, but there are also their drawbacks, if you encounter the eighteen fierce attacks head-on, they will block all the retreats, and then the persecution can only lead the neck to be killed, but Ishihara Yue is anti-guest-oriented, a short knife flies up and down, the whole person is like a butterfly in the alley constantly moving position, with Ishihara Yue's eyes, these eighteen people continue to let out a scream, and then the sound of the blade cutting through the flesh in the alley comes out, Ishihara Moon seems to be dancing, the movements are light and rhythmic, Every action can result in the other party's life, and after a piece of music and dancing, the eighteen people on the opposite side have all fallen on the Lin, completely lifeless.

Lin Chunxi used his speed to seal the sick movement, and that person was obviously not a person who was good at speed, under Lin Chunxi's rapid and sharp blow, he retreated one after another, and soon fell into the corner, there was no way to retreat, Lin Chunxi read the panicked forehead meaning from Narao's face, and then accelerated the offensive in his hand, wanting to kill the other party.

At the moment of life and death, suddenly "sick" opened his mouth, and a black gas suddenly flew out from it, straight to Lin Chunxi's face, Lin Chunxi flashed back violently, and then the mouth "Oh" screamed, the disease thought that he had succeeded, and showed a cruel smile on his face, and then put on a pair of black gloves on both hands, and turned to Lin Chunxi, Lin Chunxi's movements became very slow at this time, as if he was in pain, and kept retreating, and the scene formed a one-sided reversal.

The sick launched a fierce attack again and again, only to see that he saw an opportunity, suddenly stretched out his palms, and grabbed Lin Chunxi's heart, his gloves were highly poisonous, as long as they were touched, he would definitely die, just when he thought he had succeeded, suddenly the wrists of both hands felt cold at the same time, and the sick heart was shocked, and hurriedly took a few steps back.

He looked at Lin Chunxi coldly, as if he didn't believe that he was not poisoned, Lin Chunxi pointed to his mask and made a helpless gesture to "illness".