Holding two fighting knives, Kamihara flew like a besieged swordsman in a sword halberd piece, his double swords opened, cautiously observing the surroundings.

There seemed to be a monster rushing out of the shadows at any time, the mixed smell of disinfectant and medicine filled the entire space on the second floor, and there were all kinds of instruments on the floor of the corridor that had knocked over to the ground in a hurry to escape.

The sighs of those who didn't have time to escape came from the doors of the rooms, the hospital beds were full of unlucky people who couldn't escape, and the two eyes of Kamihara Flying could see things in the distance blurred, and they could only use the supernatural sense that was better than nothing to determine Takahashi's pitiful existence.

After a show on the TV, Kamihara Feixiang was not idle, he and the good-natured head of the guard had experimented with each other, and when close enough, the two supernatural beings would have a sense of nothingness, like two faint magnets that attract each other.

What the principle of this strange induction is, Kamihara is still unclear.

Takahashi didn't escape, otherwise the supernatural police on guard outside would have come to warn, and in the quiet corridor, Kamihara Feixiang also felt a deep malice, as long as he showed his loose back, the danger in the shadows would be killed instantly.

Is this what it feels like to be on the line between life and death?

Takahashi is pitiful, and he is indeed a terrible enemy.

But, in the corridor, the wind moved!

"Is it here?"

Listening to the breeze, Shenyuan Feixiang slashed the side of the knife with his left hand, and a flying ink bird was cut off in an instant.

The jet-black ink splashed through the aftermath, and the cautious Shenyuan flew with the knife in his left hand dancing quickly, like a violent wind covering the body, and the splashed ink flew in an instant.

Chopping, picking, splitting, and stabbing along the rice shape is the basic of a swordsman, but he is the only one who can achieve the level of Kamihara flying!

And then there'...... Right! ”

The head did not return, and the right hand of Kamihara Feixiang held the knife horizontally.

The tiger that roared out of the shadows was stabbed in the eye by Kamihara Feixiang, and the blade was one meter long, and it could not penetrate the entire tiger.

"Sword Qi!"

The sword qi suddenly skyrocketed, inserted from the tiger's forehead, and the tail was inserted!

Death through the body!

"Don't hide anymore! Fight me head-on. ”

Having said that, Kamihara Fei's brain was seriously thinking about the use of the pistol, whether he could use the pistol to make a surprise and fatal attack on Takahashi in battle.

Such a simple provocation seemed to infuriate Takahashi's pity, and the black angel in the corridor on the left suddenly appeared!

Shenyuan Fei subconsciously wanted to rush with a sword, but ......

"No, I can't move."

Kamihara Feixiang's professional smile stiffened on his face, and his smile and not being surprised was his biggest reliance, which could deter his opponent in his heart.

But there is a limit to how you can not be frightened at this level, and when you wake up in the middle of the night, you will be scared half to death by the ghost pressing the bed, not to mention that you will suddenly lose the command of your body in battle.

The mind is disconnected from the body, and the whole body can't move, it's the ghost of the black angel!

How could Black Angel still have such an ability.

"How...... ...... done"

Under the sunlight outside the window, Kamihara Feixiang's eyes widened, and he looked at Takahashi's pitiful stretched shadow in surprise.

Even if he didn't study art or optics, Kamihara Feixiang knew that it was impossible for a normal shadow to stretch so long!

Takahashi's poor shadow was connected to himself, like a rope, like spider silk.

"Yes...... Shadows......"

Takahashi didn't answer Kamihara's question, and he didn't shoot a film and television drama, so he had to explain his skills humanitarianly.

Due to the natural pressure system, Takahashi's poor shadow technique only has two levels, which is equivalent to the power of the middle ninja.

Using the shadow of the middle ninja to restrain the upper ninja's Kamihara to fly, it is also a great test for Takahashi's pity.

Takahashi shook his body slightly, and first shook off the knives in Kamihara's hands.

"Able to ...... Make...... Same action. ”

"Bang dang!"

The precious actual combat knife smashed on the ground and made a heart-wrenching sound that could make a collector's heartache, and a knife would cost millions.

"Dismiss...... My armed ...... "In addition to the eyeballs, the only thing that Kamihara Fei can mobilize is a mouth.

The intelligence is wrong, Takahashi's poor killer is the shadow!

It's a big killer move that allows others to imitate you.

Unlike the open outdoors, the indoor with many narrow obstacles is most beneficial to Takahashi.

How can such an enemy be dealt with? If there were two people, yes, if there were two supernaturals who came to fight more and less, Takahashi's poor shadow spell would not work.

Or not a simple attack, not giving Takahashi a chance to show his skills.

It's too late to say anything, the slightest mistake in battle can be fatal.

"Spear!" Takahashi raised his right hand pitifully, and Kamihara Flying on the opposite side followed suit.

Thousands of white papers appeared out of thin air in the corridor, and Takahashi was the center of the spiral enrichment.

The difference is that the spear of Shiki-no-Pak Dance is held in Takahashi's hand, while Kamihara Flying has nothing in his hand.

The white spears formed by the paper made people panic, and Kamihara Feixiang couldn't help but think of the moves of the bone girl in the data.

The same white, the same horror.

As soon as the move came down, he immediately confessed here!

"Repent in death."

Calmly exhaling such a sentence, the spear held in Takahashi's hand spiraled upward, and the flying white paper seemed to be a planetary belt around the planet.

"Shhh

The spear caused a strong wind and dragged away the glass window stuck in the wall!

At the moment when the spear was about to collide with Kamihara Feixiang, a smile hung on the corner of Kamihara's mouth.

"Awesome."

A powerful force suddenly erupted from Shen Yuan's body, and the shadow technique that was already difficult to maintain was cut off in an instant!

Shadow magic is not omnipotent, just like how can a shinobi use shadow magic to restrain a powerful psychic beast (?). ）。

"Divine Sword, let me admire your power!"

Takahashi's poor eyes urgently turned into a single magatama writing wheel eye, and in her eyes, the divine power in Kamihara Feixiang's body exploded exponentially!

If the divine power before the flight of the gods was a stream, then now it is a pool of water.

"Slash!"

Shenyuan took out the hilt of the demon sword from his arms, and the sword qi solidified into shape.

A highly aesthetically pleasing drawing knife.

Draw the knife and cut off the water.

Unhindered, slash the flying spear into eight pieces!

Takahashi is pitiful and incarnate, the situation is not right.

"This time, I won't deceive you......" Shenyuan Feixiang leaned slightly, and the whole person seemed to be holding the scabbard of the sword, "Feel my trick." ”

The heavy killing machine locks Takahashi pitifully.

The fourth-level swordsmanship is almost the top level in the original book, and the pure swordsmanship attainments are not inferior to Baifang and others.

But after all, the swordsmanship of ninjas relies more on instantaneous techniques and illusions, and if you face a ninja at the level of White Fang who uses the number of users, Kamihara Flying will still be defeated.

Of course, there is still a long way to go from Mifune, who has reached the peak of pure swordsmanship.

"Secretary Kamihara Ranmai."

Turning the general power of the body into sword qi, the demon sword in the arms of Shenyuan Feixiang suddenly released its power!

Ten knives, 100 knives, 1000 knives!

The deadly sword qi slashed in all directions, and all the concrete and steel bars that stood in front of him were all cut off in an instant, three hundred and sixty degrees without dead ends, and the sword qi extended seven or eight meters!

A thousand petals of lotus bloom!