25. A lot of knives (ask for subscription)

On the other side, Monet Xiaoxue turned around, she brought the emotion of surprise for the first time, although there were still five or six people on this side who still hadn't died, but she had completely lost interest in these people.

"You actually killed Kuroishi-kun?" she said as she looked at the one-armed boy in front of her in a coquettish tone, reminiscent of an orgasm.

Xia Ren said lightly: "Let's talk about the experiment, shall we?"

"It's... It's really... It's so exciting. I originally wanted to slaughter a flock of emaciated sheep, but I didn't expect to attract a tiger. ”

"A tiger like you is in the middle of all this trash... And to give me a big surprise, it's so blissful. ”

"Thank you. ”

As she spoke, she had already made a strange starting gesture.

The palm of his hand is against the end of the long white hilt, and his five fingers are like spiders poking out their feet, grasping the hilt.

Yikes!

She screamed, and the crimson fire-patterned kimono dragged out of the Dao Nagakage, but no one could see her speed.

"Snow tooth protrusion. ”

It was a thorn in death, an indestructible thorn that could penetrate even a thick plate of steel.

Ahh

Xia Ren also rushed forward suddenly, and under the collision of the two knives, the ordinary katana in his hand actually shattered into two pieces.

The stab continued to stab him in the throat.

Xia Ren hurriedly swayed slightly, but he could avoid it, and the sword only pierced his left shoulder.

Ignoring the painless wound, he rolled on his knees and picked up the black knife that Heishi had been holding before.

More than a dozen ghost-faced blood snakes had curiously poked their heads out of his wound and looked out of the bloodless hole.

Miles... The grimace snakes got excited.

Immediately, lightning shot out, and pounced on the snow-white knife held by the fiery red kimono girl opposite.

Miles...

When I got closer, it was a frightening, blood-red mouth with fangs.

The blood-red ghost-faced snake didn't seem to care about the sharpness of the big fast knife "Snow Death Anyin" at all, but kept biting, but soon the sword body froze, covered with ice, and small gray hands grew out from under the ice, resisting these uninvited strangers.

Every time the ghost-faced blood snake pounced, it would usher in the rejection of three or four small hands.

In this way, it took more than ten seconds.

Just when the ice on the sword body was about to shatter, the ghost-faced blood snakes reluctantly returned to Xia Ren's left shoulder, and quickly repaired the blood hole in his left shoulder.

At the same time, the cracked ice on the blade disappeared.

"Such a swift self-healing ability, such a powerful knife technique... Those bastards put you on white qualifications?" Monet, Xiaoxue was a little angry.

"Maybe it was. Xia Ren shrugged.

The fiery kimono girl was stunned, then covered her mouth and laughed softly.

"Before I talk formally, I want to confirm one thing. Xia Ren said lightly, "You want to avenge your companions, right?"

"Companion?"

"He?" Monet's Xiaoxue burst out with an even more exaggerated laugh.

Immediately, she shook her head, imitated the previous words of the young man in front of her, and smiled: "Before the formal conversation, I want to confirm something. ”

"You... Can you survive?"

Her pupils, as gentle as autumn water, suddenly narrowed, and the long white and flawless knife was tilted against her chest.

The left hand gently stroked down from the hilt...

The middle finger of the index finger flicked slowly, as if awakening some strange force.

A ferocious atmosphere suddenly began to form, and the flame texture on the kimono she was wearing seemed to also begin to burn, reflecting in her pupils, glowing with scorching fire.

"You're really like those gentlemen from the Cross Court, who can wait for me quietly... Thank you so much. Monet Xiaoxue seemed to be praising her boyfriend who was waiting for her date, with a sweet and slightly coquettish voice.

However, the knife in her hand is not sweet at all...

That fierce aura grew stronger and stronger.

"Hellfire. Her left hand once again stroked down from top to bottom, and a layer of green flames suddenly appeared on the white and flawless blade.

With the withdrawal of the palm, the flame suddenly expanded, and with a bang, it soared to three or four meters.

With a random slash, the rest of the life was harvested, and even a scream was issued.

As if tasting the taste of the soul, there were pained faces and stiff and straight hands faintly emerging from the flames.

"Take my knife, let's sit down and talk well and quietly, Xiaoxue is looking forward to it. She chuckled, and the next second she had already slashed this peerless sword.

It is about three or four meters long, with the sword of a thick and ferocious hell flame, far and near.

Everywhere I went, the floor of the gym cracked, revealing the rocks underneath the foundation and the thick, pungent smell of blood.

This ground is full of blood!

Xia Ren waved the black knife indifferently and quickly, the blade of the knife had dozens of wounds all over his body, and countless ghost-faced blood snakes suddenly crawled out of the wounds.

Since... These blood snakes are also mixed with true qi, so this trick should be usable.

Hold your breath.

"Chidori... Return to the forest. ”

The blood-red ghost-faced snake suddenly surged towards the black knife he clenched, and after a brief silence, he swung his first sword.

One knife and nine shadows, one second and nine knives.

In an instant, it turned out to be ninety-nine eighty-one blood-red swords, facing the scorching hell flames-for-tat.

Boom!

Blood red and ghost green mingled, emitting a piercing cry like a ghost's howl.

Under this blow, the gym exploded.

However, this is only the first cut.

Xia Ren smiled coldly, and then swung the second, third, and fourth knives again.... The Sixteenth Knife... Twenty-sixth knife...

Miles, miles!!

Miles, miles, miles!

Countless blood-red streams, like a hundred ghosts walking in the night, with closed and painful faces, flying all over the sky.

"It's uncomfortable, it's not happy, Xiaoxue..."

"Hurry up, let me take your knife, and let's sit down and talk in a good and quiet manner. ”

"Aha!" he laughed wildly.

But how could there be any Monet Xiaoxue, when she barely took the seventh knife, the whole person was blown away.

Haruko outside the door was dumbfounded, looking at the big devil who seemed to have crawled out of hell.

Thousands of red demons flew out of his sword.

I can't describe this scene, it's the devil who destroyed the world painted on the relief of the Great Day Temple, right?

Whew...

The red demon flew to the end, and he didn't know what he had devoured, so he hurried back and repaired Xia Ren's body again.

Even the piranhas in the nearby lake were not spared.

A grimace that flew farther away and seemed to be lost looked left and right, and when he saw that he could not find anything to eat, he plunged into the water, bit a few piranhas with a big mouth, and then turned back satisfied.

Soon, more ghost-faced snakes began to search for piranhas in the lake...

The underwater creatures, which were usually the most ferocious, began to flee in all directions.

Finally, more than a dozen blood-red ghost-faced snakes discovered Haruko's existence, and after a slight pause, they suddenly turned around and pounced on her.

The gentle girl in the cherry blossom kimono, how can she still look like before...

Ahh

If Su Fengye, the Sword Saint who created this move, knew about his move, he could actually be carried forward to such a point...

The sword qi that was sandwiched with a concussive aura, above board, like a white bird soaring, could actually form a scene of a hundred ghosts walking at night, and I was afraid that it would be so frightened that it would poke out of the cemetery.

"Aha..."

In Haruko's pupils, the one-armed boy was laughing maniacally.

"Cute little snow, where are you hiding again..."

"Come out quickly, let me take your knife hahaha!"

Haruko's whole body was trembling: "Lord Monet is still on the island..."

The spirit of the samurai made it impossible for her to abandon her master and escape alone, but... That monster, if you go, you will be sent to death.

She actually cried, staring at the one-armed young man who she had escorted to the gym with her own hands in tears.

"Don't you want to be so fierce..."