After Mu Xiaojiu turned around, the short knife slashed down, but the extremely fast speed directly slashed the two scythes directly.

Then, he saw Mu Xiaojiu raise his leg and take a step to the side, stepping on an iron chain straight under his feet, so that the ninja on his left had no way to withdraw the iron chain at all.

"Broken!" Mu Xiaojiu snorted softly, and directly inserted the short knife vertically, and stabbed the iron chain under his feet. In this case, the ninja who had been trying to pull the scythe back directly took two steps back because of the loss of traction in his hand, barely steadying his body.

At this time, the other two ninja's flying scythes also swung from the diagonal to Mu Xiaojiu.

"Insect carving skills." Mu Xiaojiu smiled disdainfully, leaned under his feet, and his body slid out directly, avoiding the two flying sickles, and then with a twist of the short knife in his hand, he collided with the knife of a ninja who rushed over.

In the previous few attacks, Mu Xiaojiu had already discovered that although these Fusang ninjas had good kung fu, their internal strength was ordinary. Therefore, Mu Xiaojiu was not afraid of the fact that he was stubborn with them.

The blades of the knives and the short knives finally collided in one place.

Mu Xiaojiu still had the same ancient face without waves, but the internal force of his whole body was completely instilled into the short knife in his hand, and at the same time, Mu Xiaojiu also opened his mouth and roared.

The voice, like a dog barking and a wolf howling, was a roar from the Book of Roars.

Although this roar was only hastily released, it still shocked the ninja on the other side for a moment, and then, only a crisp sound of "ding" was heard-

The ninja's knife was directly cut off under Mu Xiaojiu's slash.

"Angry Slash Love!" Mu Xiaojiu's wrist moved, and the short knife in his hand suddenly turned inward after cutting off the opponent's knife, and then was held by Mu Xiaojiu again, and the backhand knife was picked up diagonally.

A streak of blood spilled into the air with the light of the knife.

Under the knife, the ninja was directly cut by Mu Xiaojiu with a huge wound on his chest, and then returned to the west.

At this point, among the thirteen ninjas, one person's flying scythe was destroyed by Mu Xiaojiu, and the other person was directly sent to the Netherworld by Mu Xiaojiu.

Not only did the blood of the dead ninja fall into the air, but some of it also splattered onto Mu Xiaojiu's black and face. It's good that it fell on the big gun, after all, the blood was splashed on the black big gun, and if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see it at all; But the blood that fell on Mu Xiaojiu's face was clear at a glance, which directly made Mu Xiaojiu a lot more hideous.

Especially with Mu Xiaojiu's expressionless face, it makes people feel a little terrifying. There was even a ninja who, perhaps because of his relatively short training time, couldn't help but take a small step back because he couldn't do it to the point where he was indifferent to everything.

Mu Xiaojiu looked at the ninjas around him, and suddenly the short knife in his hand was horizontal, "Come on, continue." ”

After Mu Xiaojiu's provocative words came out, Yamanaka was the first to raise the knife and rush over, rushing forward, while Yamanaka Stroke roared, "Don't ask for life, kill people directly!" ”

Although Mu Xiaojiu's face was still unwavering, there was obviously a trace of disdain in his eyes, "If you want to kill me, try it, and see who will die first." ”

With a swing of the short knife, Mu Xiaojiu directly dodged and let go of a flying sickle that was hooked behind him, and then, he suddenly stretched out his left hand, which was empty and nothing.

"Flying locust...... Rain of Swords! ”

Suddenly, countless sword qi surged out from Mu Xiaojiu's left hand, stabbing towards the direction of the mountain stroke in front of him.

This is...... What kung fu?

The mountain wind had a solemn face, and the knife in his hand suddenly swung in front of him, and gradually, the knife even cleared a blank space directly around the mountain wind body - every sword qi was directly dissipated in the air by the mountain stroke's knife when it stabbed towards the mountain stroke.

However, the mountain stroke is now a source of suffering.

Every time the knife collided with the sword qi, Yamanaka would feel his arm slammed, and as the knife fell, Yamanaka even began to feel that his arm was slowly sore, and even the knife in his hand became heavy, and the speed of each swing of the knife slowly decreased.

What a terrifying sword aura......

However, this is not the most terrifying, this incident was discovered in the next second of the mountain stroke.

The most terrifying thing was that Mu Xiaojiu had already rushed to the front of the mountain stroke.

"Murderous intentions!" With Mu Xiaojiu's loud shout, the short knife in his hand also turned into thunder at this moment, and directly slashed at the knife of the mountain wind.

I don't know why, the collision of knives and knives did not make the crisp sound as imagined, but made a muffled sound, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Then in the next second, the wind in the mountain was directly chopped out of the dust by Mu Xiaojiu's knife.

"Poof......" The mountain stroke that flew out of the dust could no longer contain the restless qi and blood in the body, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Would Mu Xiaojiu let him go so easily?

Of course not!

Mu Xiaojiu's feet moved again, and he dodged two flying sickles and a knife one after another, and still rushed towards the direction of the mountain wind without reluctance.

Mu Xiaojiu now has only one belief, and that is to kill the mountain stroke first.

"Murderous intent - burning!" Mu Xiaojiu, who rushed to the front of the mountain wind again, slashed out again.

The mountain wind gritted his teeth, and although his body was already lying on the ground, he still raised his knife and met Mu Xiaojiu's knife.

The final result was still that the mountain stroke was slashed out, and the strong force in Mu Xiaojiu's knife even directly caused the mountain wind to slide out on the ground for a few steps, until it hit a tree before it stopped retreating.

At this time, the mountain stroke is already very embarrassing.

The two hands holding the knife were directly cracked, and even blood rushed out, plus there was dust all over his body, and the clothes on his back were worn by the stones on the ground, causing his entire back to be drenched in blood.

How could he have suffered such an injury since he had a stroke in the mountains?

However, Yamanaka was still very relieved at this time, because his subordinates did not lose confidence because they were beaten like this, but attacked Mu Xiaojiu one after another.

Five knives and five flying sickles, all of them beckoned towards Mu Xiaojiu in different directions.

But the mountain stroke saw that instead of panicking, Mu Xiaojiu had a smile on his face. That smile seems to be described in four words - a sure win.

This expression...... The pupils of the mountain stroke suddenly shrank in an instant, is this expression because of arrogance, or is it really fearless?