There are more than 100 people in the snow, like a group of ghosts in the snow, each of them is forced to shoot a powerful aura, which is an aura that ordinary humans can't imagine, and the strength of the spirit and body has reached the limit, just like a battle-hardened warrior, fearless of life and death. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The leader at the front, wearing a broken mask, could not see his face clearly, but judging from his figure, he was not a few years older than the ghost knife, he was wearing the neat military pants that samurai often wear, his aura was cold, and the long knife in his hand was slightly larger than the ghost knife's, it looked heavy, and the golden light was dazzling in the snow.

"I'll wait, I'm ordered to take the head of the Jiang clan chief",

The voice behind the mask was cold, as if a dead ghost was talking.

Similarly, the more than 100 figures behind him all appeared in a cold state, all of them seemed to be soulless corpses.

"No one can give you orders but the chief! Fu Yelie, have you forgotten your oath? ”，

The ghost knife said to Fu Yelie with a long knife in his hand, his face was very calm, but there seemed to be some emotions mixed in it.

"Fu Yelie, I came here today to persuade you, you give up the magic barrier and go back with me! Your family has been honored for generations in the Order, and you regret what you have done now. ”

The voice of the ghost knife wandered in the snow in a faint way, slowly floating among the hundred or so people, but none of them seemed to hear or react at all.

At this time, the ghost knife showed a different state from before, and there seemed to be a nervous emotion in his voice, he eased up, and then said to the person in front of him in a more relaxed tone,

"As a samurai, it is our own choice and our destiny, most of you have grown up with me, shared weal and woe, and lived and died together, I don't want to see you go to a dead end today, die without dignity.

Fu Yelie, you are different from your father, you are still young, and you will definitely achieve something in the future. If you attack the Jiang clan patriarch now, it will be a capital crime of treachery, you know this very well.

Before committing a capital crime, come back with me......."

"Enough!" ，

The masked man finally spoke, and his voice trembled like a muffled thunder in the empty snow.

His voice was still cold, but it was wrapped in a thousand angers.

"Don't mention my father, who was born and died for the Order, leaving a lot of scars, and finally being banished by the leader.

Enough is enough-",

After Fu Yelie finished speaking, he raised his knife and said coldly to the ghost knife,

"The fate of a samurai is a path with no return, and I will soon come to an end. Come on! Let me see if your strength as a Red Belt Grand Samurai is well deserved.

Fu Yelie, please fight the Great Samurai! ”

After Fu Yelie finished speaking, he lifted the golden long knife with one hand and walked towards the ghost knife.

"Good!" ，

The ghost knife nodded silently, his right hand shook in the sky, his killing ring (white shallow divine knife) drew a beautiful circle of light in the air, the scabbard flew out, revealing the blade as cold as ice and snow, a stream of spiritual light wrapped around the knife body, and the ghost knife pressed the long knife behind him, ready to fight.

But after Fu Yelie walked twenty meters in front of the ghost knife, he suddenly stopped, he looked at the left arm of the ghost knife, and did not attack,

He stood like this for a few seconds before putting down the long golden knife in his hand.

"You have a serious injury to your left arm, I won't win, you go~~~

Get out---"

Fu Yelie suddenly shouted, threw the long knife into the air, jumped out of thin air, spread his arms like eagles, and flew into the air.

At the same time, tens of thousands of silver needles shot like meteors from Chen Zhi's team, that kind of breadth and density, dense, overwhelming, in an instant, everyone would die under this silver needle.

"It's too fast~~~",

Chen Zhi shouted in his heart, these blue ribbon warriors really lived up to their reputation, his tongue pressed against the upper tooth hall, and the air flow quickly formed an enchantment, and the silver needles had reached his eyes like rain.

"Ding~~Ding~~Ding~~Ding~~Bell~~~Bell~~~Bell~~~~~~~",

An extremely crisp sound sounded, and the sword light and sword shadow slashed, only to see the ghost knife like a shadow, quickly cutting off all these silver needles with a long knife, and all the ten thousand silver needles fell into the snow.

At the same time, the ghost knife also fell on the snow, he covered his left arm tightly, blood soaked out, the ghost knife clenched his teeth, showed unprecedented excitement, and shouted,

"Fu Yelie~~~~~~, we have been practicing martial arts together since childhood, I regard your father as an elder, I beg you once, you can't turn back, let go of those warriors behind you!"

"Leave anyone alone? Hahahaha~~~~~~",

Fu Yelie suddenly laughed wildly, and then shouted angrily,

"Ji Ling, you have a noble bloodline, how can you ever experience our humiliation?

These samurai are all willing to follow me, I have never forced them, the organization regards us foreign surname samurai as grass mustard, from ancient times to the present, your Ji bloodline has won the red belt award, my father is thirty years older than you, has been on the battlefield for a long time, highly respected, and has made great achievements for the organization. But in the end, you didn't wait for the wristband to change color, and you were promoted to a red belt at a young age, this kind of humiliation have you ever imagined?

It's all a scam, stop deceiving us ~~~~~~~

Kill ~~~~~~~~~~~"

Fu Yelie suddenly seemed to be half crazy, his arms shook upward, and hundreds of thousands of silver needles shot out of his arms.

And the more than 100 warriors behind him actually followed the breath of this silver needle, like the wind like Chen Zhi.

The injured ghost knife clutched his left arm and desperately cut off the silver needle, but the warrior who arrived immediately pressed the ghost knife to the snow, and the remaining dozens of blue-ribbon warriors slashed at Chen Zhi with long knives like a gale.

"Block!" ，

Chen Zhi transported all the energy in his body out, consolidated it on the enchantment, and protected everyone in the enchantment, but when these warriors rushed over, Chen Zhi felt a powerful sense of oppression that he had never felt before, and it was not until today that Chen Zhi understood the strength of the Ji warriors, who were really like divine soldiers.

"Squeak~~~Squeak~~~",

"Bang ~~~~~~~",

The sound of the sky and the earth cracking on the barrier shook the entire earth as if it exploded, and the curse barrier was split by the samurai's long sword, but it also bounced out dozens of samurai.

The guys in the enchantment were frightened, and Da Guo, who had just picked up a submachine gun and wanted to go up and show his skills, now retreated to the back, he knew that this battle was no longer something they could participate in.

Just as Chen Zhi bit his bloody tongue and wanted to use the air flow to mend the enchantment, a trace of cold death came from the forest behind him.

Everyone looked back and saw Ji Ying holding a long knife in his hand, standing quietly in the woods watching the battle for a long time...... (To be continued.) )