Thousand Blades of Death

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You only see my strange eyebrows, but not my sharp tattoos. You have your artistic battle, I have my passion. You laughed at my sweetheart, robbed a lover, I pity you are always single and only fight. You can despise my position, but I will prove that the next strongest vice captain is me. Infatuation is a journey destined to tragedy. On the road, you will end up with a knife and a rival, but then, no matter what, even if the love scene is frustrated, I will do my best to protect Lulu. I am Lianji, and I speak for love.

The sky was already dark, and the dark clouds covered the frost-like Yuehua and the gorgeous stars, making the entire Koza-cho seem very heavy and depressed!

On the silent street, under the dim street lights, Ishida Yulong fell reluctantly into the pool of blood. In the face of that great strength, he didn't have the slightest backhand! I can only watch the knife grow bigger and bigger in my pupils, I can only watch my weakness fall into the pool of blood, and only Kurosaki can fight desperately there , But you can only watch, unable to move!

[It's...too bad! 】Ishida Yulong's face is full of humiliation, biting his lips unwillingly, let the sweet liquid flow into his mouth, the smell of humiliation...

"A guy who doesn’t even know the name of the Soul Sword, after all, is just a half-dug of death!" Asai Lianji threw the knife heavily, which was like a whip, and he threw it out heavily. The extended blade Shanghai has roots like sharp teeth like teeth, and directly scratched a long blood stain on Kurosaki's body!

"Hahaha! Roar! Snaketail Maru!" Ashani Lianji shouted arrogantly, and the snaketail pill in his hand stretched out again as Ashani Lianji waved, and dragged a long arc Line, thrown directly at Kurosaki's head!

"Protect!" exclaimed Rakiki, worried.

"Drink!"

Kurosaki shouted, and the whole person burst into the air, directly rushing into the attack circle of Asan Love's Snaketail Pill, and suddenly pulled out the big knife behind him, and the knife split towards the red of Asan Love's red Hairy head!

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Asan Jing was shocked, and his body suddenly retreated, but he still couldn't dodge. The tattoo on the forehead with a very artistic atmosphere was cut out by a knife, and the bright red blood couldn't stop flowing out!

"You guy..." Asan Lianji was covering her forehead with a scar on her forehead.

"Indeed, I don't know the name of the knife in my hand. Although it feels like it wants to tell me, it is still unclear...but ah, I know it a little bit..."

"Compared with him, you guys are really..."

"It's weak!"

"'He'? Are you referring to the **** of death called Amano Mahara?" Asai Lianji put the snake tail pill on his shoulder and slowly said: "If it is him, then you should not expect it! "

"What does this mean?" Kurosaki asked coldly.

"It's simple! Because what he is facing now is an enemy ten times stronger than me!"

"Wh...what?!" Rotten Wood suddenly shuddered, she exclaimed in horror: "What is this for? Amano he made a mistake? Why are you going to deal with him?!"

"Stupid Lucia..." Asai Lianji sighed: "It's a sin to have something that shouldn't belong to you..."

"Hahaha..." Compared to the dead grey face of Lucky Wood, Kurosaki Hu laughed instead, and smiled very cheerfully.

"What do you mean...?" Ashani Lianji asked in a poor tone.

"Ha ha ha, is it just 10 times?" Kurosaki asked with a smile.

"So, what exactly do you mean!" Asan Jingji spit out his teeth.

"What do you mean? It's simple! If it's only 10 times, but you can't win that guy!" Kurosaki smiled and said, "That guy, but never lost... Um?!!!"

Suddenly, the huge spiritual pressure interrupted Kurosaki's speech directly, and Kurosaki covered her chest with a dull look, and his face was dark and uncertain looking in the direction from the distant spirit pressure!

"Uh...impossible?!!! This pressure...can't be wrong!" Lucia widened her beautiful eyes in horror, her face unbelievable, she shook her head hard and murmured: "How is it possible, how could it be him..."

"Ah, you didn't feel wrong! It's the adult!" Ashani Lianji said slowly: "It's true that the adult can untie his shackles. I don't deny that Tian Yemayuan has really strong strength. ..."

"But that's it!"

"The old man, he is undefeated!"

...

The sharp tip of the gun reflected the cold cold light, following the spirit pressure from the wooden sword eight, firmly locked the space around him so that he could not escape!

In this way, the sharp spear was wrapped with terrible impact and destructive power, just like breaking through the constraints of time and space, and instantly broke through the smoke and dust. In the past!

Ma Yuan believed that this terrible power, even in front of the towering Mount Tai, could be pierced through a hole by him!

But it was just such a hand, that is, such a violently green hand, that gave Ma Yuan's rifle a rigid grasp, so that Ma Yuan could never get in at all!

Ma Yuan raised his head in amazement, and saw a black blindfold slowly falling, and then the golden pressure was like an explosive explosion like a volcanic eruption! Condensed in the air for a long time, dazzling like a golden column.

"Ah, it seems that I can't continue to play anymore!" Gengmu Jianba showed a terrible smile at Ma Yuan, and slowly raised the handle in his hand, which can be said to be tattered. The knife came.

"To deal with you, it is very dangerous if you are not serious!"

"Oh, A Jian's very happy expression!" The grass deer Yaqianli in the distance grabbed Jinping Sugar into his mouth and said with great pleasure.

Hands up, swords down!

The sword in the wooden sword eight was so heavily cut on the lance built by Ma Yuan! Seeing that the small blade and the thick knight's gun collide with each other, it's like a cricket shaking a tree like a ridiculous, self-controllable, but the result is shocking!

More wooden sword eight's knife was heavily chopped on Ma Yuan's rifle, and suddenly a loud metal collision clanged! Then the lance built by Ma Yuan was disintegrated in this clang of mourning!

"Ahahaha! Can you still keep up with my sword now?! Amano Mahara!" The muscles on Kenmu's face were twisted with excitement, he roared with excitement, The two feet pressed **** the ground, and the whole person was like a cannonball that burst out and rushed towards Ma Yuan!

"Hurry up and give me more pleasure! Amano Mahara!!"

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