When Fujita Fuji said this, Lang Xiao and Hua Qianyu's faces changed at the same time.

Hua Qianyu shouted: "Langxiao, don't listen to him. This man is cold-blooded and ruthless. He will not keep his promise. Besides, do you think I can still live if you die?"

Lang Xiao frowned and said, "If I don't listen to him, he will chop off your head. Do you want me to watch you die?"

"If you die, you will die. I have seen through it for a long time and have experienced it before, so it is nothing."

Hua Qianyu said firmly, with a hint of hatred in her eyes: "Just just now, he brutally killed the homeowner's family, and this person is inhumane."

"Hahaha, when it comes to human nature, no matter how selfish and cruel I am, I am not as good as the soldier king trained in the concentration camp!"

Fujita Fujita could understand Chinese language and stood there and sneered.

Hua Qianyu gritted her teeth and said, "You are the murderer. These are ordinary people. How can you do it?"

"Those who block my way will kill! Those who violate my dignity will kill!"

Fujita Fujita sneered: "Canglang, I'll count three times. If you ignore her life and death, you can turn your head and not look at it."

Lang Xiao said lightly: "No need, since you are so afraid of me, so what if I let you kill me."

Fujita Fujita's eyes flashed, and he didn't answer, but slowly raised the long knife in his hand.

Lang Xiao looked at Hua Qianyu and smiled.

He took out a dagger from his arms, and even without looking, he stabbed it on his thigh with a sudden stab.

Puff!

The knife entered the flesh five inches, and blood splattered, but he didn't even frown.

"Hahaha, OK, refreshing, really ruthless."

Fuji Fujita's face showed a smug look, but he slapped Hua Qianyu's head with a knife.

when!

Hua Qianyu fainted without even saying anything.

Fujita Fujita didn't even look at her, but walked forward.

At this moment, there was only Lang Xiao in his eyes.

Lang Xiao's face was pale, and he threw away the dagger, took out the golden sore medicine that the ninjas had spared from his arms, poured it on the wound, and cut open the clothes of a dead man with a knife, wrapping it around his waist as gauze.

Fujita Fujita stood three meters away from Langxiao with a confident smile, watching him deal with his wounds.

"It seems that my cousin has taught you a lot of ninja skills, but he probably won't teach you the [Eighteen Swords of the Wind] that is circulated in our family!"

"The Eighteen Swords of the Strong Wind are said to be very domineering. They practice to a high level and can even fight against desert storms." Lang Xiao sighed and said, "It is said that five hundred years ago, when the Fujita family was still a Japanese pirate, they invaded our Ming Dynasty many times with this sword technique. Unfortunately, the people of the Fujita family are not as good as the other generation. Until now, there are only a handful of people who have mastered the Thirteen Swords."

Fujita Fuji frowned and said, "He actually told you this secret? No wonder he died at your hands."

"No, these were all told me before he died." Lang Xiao smiled strangely: "You must not think of what his wish was before he died."

“What is it?”

Fuji Fujita asked excitedly.

"He said that I am the most suitable person to practice the Eighteen Swords of the Fierce Wind in a century, and said that I am the only person who is likely to practice sword skills completely. His wish is to practice Eighteen Swords one day and go to his grave to practice it for him."

"impossible!"

Fujita Fuji shouted loudly: "This is the family's secret. He can't tell you this outsider, and he can't pin his hopes on a traitor who killed him."

"Also, he said, he was relieved to die at my hands."

When Lang Xiao said this, he had no intention of ridicule.

Because, Fujita Takashi did say so at the beginning.

Perhaps, death was a relief for him.

But when these words fell into Fujita Fujita's mouth, they were completely a naughty mockery.

He roared angrily: "Canglang, I, Feng Er, swear here, that I must take down your head to comfort my cousin's spirit in heaven."

He stopped waiting, kicked his feet hard on the ground, like an out-of-control tank, rushing up with a gust of wind.

"The first sword of the strong wind swept away all the demons in the world!"

Whoosh swish swish swish!

The long knife is like a fan blade, rotating into a knife net.

The blade rotated, bringing a whirlwind, and the chill came to my face.

The air seemed to be cut into pieces.

Lang Xiao's eyes were calm, his arms were shaken, and the long sword was in his hand, waving it continuously.

Dangdangdang!

The violent impact sounded like a blacksmith shop smacking an iron.

The steel knife kept hitting and sparks were splashing.

Lang Xiao kept retreating.

This move is very domineering.

Linked together, like one.

Every time the rotation is, the force is greater than the first time, and it seems to be superimposing it.

Lang Xiao was secretly surprised. This person's cultivation was indeed amazing.

Kameda fought with him, and I am afraid he would not be able to get a hundred moves.

Even if he was not injured, Lang Xiao would not dare to say that he was fully confident when facing such a powerful enemy.

After the first move was used, Lang Xiao was forced to the corner of the rooftop.

Fujita Fujita's eyes flashed with a murderous aura, and he was extremely arrogant.

"Crazy Lang, that's all. Killing my cousin must have used the sneak attack technique."

Fujita Fujita was very concerned about Lang Xiao killing Takashi Fujita.

Although Lang Xiao was at a disadvantage, he looked calm and did not look panicked.

On the contrary, Fujita Fujita's heavy blow was like a big hammer striking, passing it to his arms and even his whole body through a steel knife.

This made the heat flow in his body gradually boil and become active.

Langxiao did not deliberately move, but when his arms were pressed, the heat flow automatically gathered.

A faint heat in his hands.

The abdominal wound is healing at an astonishing speed, rather than being constantly cracked as Fujita Fuji imagined.

"The second sword of the Qianfeng kills all the fangs in the world!"

Fuji Fujita inhale, his energy and spirit condensed on his hands and arms.

Buzz!

The long knife trembled automatically and made a buzzing sound.

kill!

Fuji Fujita used his second sword, and his momentum was like a rainbow.

He jumped up and slashed down in the air with a knife.

It seems to be a simple knife, but in fact it is condensed by several knifes.

The blade kept vibrating in the air, rippling with strange sound waves.

The attack range covered by the blade skyrocketed to three meters, completely blocking Langxiao's retreat.

Lang Xiao had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was not in a hurry.

He stretched his left hand on the railing and jumped directly from the roof of the high-rise building.

bump!

The sword slashed heavily on the railing.

The railings made of steel and cement are no different from tofu blocks at this moment.

The long knife really cuts iron like mud.

But more than one wound was killed.

Three neat blade cuts appeared at the same time.

The essence of this move is here, it seems like one knife, but in fact it is three knife.

Moreover, the three swords arrived almost at the same time, which was equivalent to three masters attacking at the same time.

Fujita Fujita was a little surprised.

He originally thought that Lang Xiao was forced to this point and had no way out except to fight to the death.

Unexpectedly, he jumped off the building directly.

This is a nine-story building, and even he doesn't dare to jump off directly.
Chapter completed!