The night was covered with corpses in Jinling Nancheng, and the wailing here was becoming less and less, because there were more and more people lying on the ground to sleep forever.

These people are all good players in the rivers and lakes, at least they can come here, they are smart enough, and their means are clever enough, but they don't know that the opponent they are facing is not something that ordinary martial artists like them can defeat.

Every Jianghu child has a dream of being famous all over the world, and every time he is born and dies, he fights hard just to win a bright future. Who doesn't want to live a little better and be looked up to?

But reality is always suffocating, because in this world, it is not that you can become a human being if you work hard enough, but in this world, there is a rarer thing, that is, talent.

Some Jianghu people have been practicing knives since they were three years old, getting up early every day and sleeping late at night, but over the decades, they are at most a second-rate master, and they are still a distance away from those first-class masters, not to mention those top masters.

And some people, who may only start learning martial arts at the age of tens, can travel thousands of miles in a day, but the same martial arts secrets, he can quickly comprehend, and there is no obstacle in the practice process, which is due to talent.

Of course, there are even more adventures in martial arts, and the birth of a master requires talent, but if there is no good teacher to guide the way, there is a danger of going astray.

At this time, in the city of Nanjing, those people lying on the ground may have worked several times as hard as those who survived, but they died, and there was no reputation left, and those who survived, after this battle, were enough to talk about for the rest of their lives.

Because of the intervention of the Fuso Ronin. The whole development of the situation has taken an unexpected turn. Ten Deadpools felt tricky for the first time.

No matter how complicated the problem was, at least it was clear to you. But this time, there is no clue, or it can be said to be the other extreme-there are too many clues, and these clues are mixed together and become a mess, which is like no clue.

"Now we can no longer sit idly by, they fought before, and it can be said that because of the different forces, we can sit back and watch the success or failure. But now, with the invasion of foreign nations and the slaughter of my Da Ming Erlang, we can't help but take action. ”

Zeng Xilai, the red-armored man, said softly, and then jumped up, flying more than five feet in the air, his body turned over a few times in the air, and he had already landed from the tall building, and rushed into the crowd where the Fusang Ronin was.

The remaining nine followed him in the attack. His body suddenly swept up and fell from a high place. Some of them were still wearing black robes, and some had already taken off their black robes. Showing a face.

Fortunately, in this dark night, it was difficult to see each other's faces clearly, and the torches shook badly. Most people are accustomed to such darkness and seem to kill in such darkness. There is more of a thrill.

However, even such a subtle glow. Someone still saw their faces, and one of them couldn't help but cry out: "Sun Jicai, he turned out to be Sun Jicai in the gate of heaven, is this a joke of God, does it mean that I haven't woken up from my nightmare, or am I in hell on earth?"

There was a deep fear in this person's words, and he seemed a little incoherent, and it could be seen that the name Sun Jicai had left a deep imprint on his mind, and it was a memory that he absolutely did not want to recall, and it was because of him that he was so out of shape and like madness.

When the man in black saw him like this, he thought that there was an opportunity, you must know that this man had a pair of short knives in his hand, which was really as flexible as growing on his arm, and there were several people who were proficient in ninjutsu, sneaking up from behind him, and they were all killed by him.

Therefore, these Dongying ninjas are strongly wary of him, and feel that this person is a serious problem that must be eliminated, but they have never had a chance. Seeing that he was frightened at this time, he naturally would not notice their actions.

As a result, three more ninjas suddenly disappeared, and when they reappeared, they were already behind him, and the sharp katana struck out like lightning.

However, instead of the expected success, his sudden attack turned out to be as if he had owl eyes on his back, and he knew everything about the things in the night.

The twin knives slit the throats of the three ninjas almost at the same instant, and the eyes of the three men bulged out, staring incredibly at the man who had killed them, trying to see clearly, but they didn't see each other's faces until they died.

"Gang Master Qin, you really saw that person's face clearly, it turned out to be really Sun Jicai, who had not been born for a long time in the Heavenly Gate?"

One of them, a long-bearded old man holding a dragon club, forced the four ninjas who attacked him to retreat, and then the dragon stick suddenly skyrocketed, swept over, and hit the heads of the four at the same time, the four ninjas' brains burst out, and they were killed at the same time, and they fell to the ground and died before they could even make a snort.

The other ninjas couldn't help but be a little shocked when they saw such a scene, although against most people, they could still chop melons and vegetables, and kill with ease, but in the face of those who had never been injured, they could only be killed.

The Central Plains Martial Arts is really full of talents, is it possible that the plan to destroy the Central Plains Martial Arts tonight is destined to be stillborn?

The ninja was unwilling to be defeated so easily, they had already risked their lives, and five of them surrounded the warrior who was using the coiling dragon stick at the same time, who knew that the warrior just glanced at them and didn't pay too much attention to it.

The five ninjas naturally do not become angry because of each other's provocative behavior, as ninjas, they must give up their joys and sorrows, and only think about defeating their opponents, so that they can be invincible.

The coiling dragon stick came out of his hand again like lightning and struck the heads of the five people, and the five people didn't even know clearly which direction this elusive trick came from, and they were already knocked to the ground and could not get up again.

The old man once again put the coiling dragon stick on his waist, waiting for Qin Yunchuan of the Anxi Gang to answer, Qin Yunchuan had two knives in his hands, facing the black-clothed ninja who rushed towards him, his hands rose and fell, and he killed decisively, without any hesitation. But he didn't know how to answer the question of Wu Ying, the old man of the dragon stick.

Because if he answered yes, he couldn't help but be suspicious of the other party, and even he didn't believe it, because Sun Jicai was killed by the two of them a few days ago.

How can a dead person appear alive again?

However, looking at the other party's body shape and steps, they are exactly the same as that Sun Jicai, a master like him, not to mention ordinary martial arts, it is difficult for even a top master to imitate his martial arts routines.

"It's not that we couldn't kill Sun Jicai, no, it's impossible, I cut off his head with my own hands. Could it be that this Sun Ji is pretending to be someone else, but who has such a skill to be able to imitate such a master vividly?"

Qin Yunchuan, the double sword, looked at the figure that left quickly and fought with the Fusang ninja, he couldn't help but be suspicious, and thought a little gloomily. (To be continued.) )