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Who doesn’t know how to live or die?

The ghost-faced killers were shocked and jumped away one after another. Guiguzi felt relieved and quickly put down Sun Bin and took a breath.

Not far away, a man in white stood proudly, about thirty years old, slender, with a long sword on his back, and a very sharp look. He stood there, although the sword had not been unsheathed, his sharpness was already revealed and aggressive.

The man in white glanced at the ghost-faced killers and sneered: "It turned out to be a group of rats from the 'Ghost Hidden'. Who do I think it is?"

The silver ghost face suddenly became furious and said in a stern manner: "Since you know my name as 'Ghost Hidden', you should know that it is powerful. I advise you not to meddle in other people's business, otherwise-"

"So what else?" the man in white interrupted and said contemptuously: "A group of shameful mice, do you think Nie will be afraid?"

The silver ghost face was so angry that his nose was crooked: crazy, too crazy! He said sternly: "Splitting out two people and kill him."

Two bronze ghost-faced killers ran out immediately, but the rest were still cautiously surrounded Guiguzi and Sun Bin so that they would not take the opportunity to escape.

“Good come.”

Looking at the two bronze ghost-faced killers who were coming in a fierce manner, the man in white smiled faintly and calmly drew his sword.

I saw this sword, made of fine iron, with a cold light like water, sharp and powerful, showing extraordinary quality.

With a sword in hand, the already imposing man in white added three points of sharpness, ready to go, as if a tiger was about to pounce, and a goshawk was hovering, which was horrifying and shocking.

"Death."

Two bronze ghost-faced killers rushed towards him in an instant, and two long swords hissed and thrust the chest of the man in white.

From a professional perspective, these two swords are impeccable in terms of speed, strength, and angle, and are obviously a work of hard work.

The man in white moved and rose into the air. He flew past the heads of two bronze ghost-faced killers like a bird. At the same time, the sharp sword in his hand turned into two dazzling cold stars, stabbing the foreheads of both of them like lightning.

"Pu-Pu-Pu-"

The two bronze ghost-faced killers immediately stopped, and a bloody mouth suddenly burst into his forehead, and blood splattered and he pounced down with a bang.

Behind both, the man in white fell to the ground, and the sword tip was too lazy to look back and take a look.

How confident this is! How calm!

The field was silent for a moment, and everyone was stunned by such exquisite swordsmanship.

At least, Guiguzi, who has the highest swordsmanship in the field, is inferior to himself. This man in white is probably chasing the world's most famous swordsman - Mo Di!

"Who else?"

The man in white glanced at the ghost-faced killers, and everyone suddenly realized that the tip of the man's sword was actually bleeding.

That's so fast!

White clothes are better than snow, and his swordsmanship is unparalleled. In an instant, Sun Bin suddenly remembered a legendary figure in a martial arts novel - Ximen Chuxue.

It's so similar.

The silver ghost face was shocked and angry. Such exquisite swordsmanship was almost unique in the world. Even if the organization was so strong that no one could match it alone.

"Who is your lord?" Silver Ghost Face gritted her teeth: "Does she really have the will to oppose me "Ghost Hidden"?"

"Talking." The man in white looked impatient: "You only have two choices, either get out or die."

Too domineering!

Sun Bin felt so happy, just like eating a cold ice cream in the hot summer. He wished that the man in white would kill all these hateful ghost-faced killers immediately. Oh no, it was a big deal.

"Go together and kill him." The silver ghost's eyes turned red. With the strict organizational discipline, those who fled in the battle would die terrible. Therefore, even if the enemy was too strong, he could only fight to the death.

In an instant, ten ghost-faced killers abandoned Guiguzi, and Sun Bin rushed on like rain.

"That's interesting." The man in white smiled faintly, moved his body and broke into the enemy formation. Every time the sword light flashed, a ghost-faced killer would cry down and instantly kill the two of them, but there was no one in a single enemy.

"Kill him-"

The silver ghost face was so scared that his liver and gallbladder were shattered, and hissing and howling.

The ghost-faced killers also fought their best. The sword light was as fierce as they wanted to chop the man in white into a meat paste.

However, the man in white was extremely fast, like a butterfly wearing flowers, floating in a vague manner. The ghost-faced killers slashed wildly, but they didn't even touch a single hair.

As soon as the sword light flashed in the white man, two more ghost-faced killers screamed and fell down.

For a moment, the silver ghost face was almost collapsed, and the enemy was too strong, and there was almost no hope of winning.

He wanted to escape, but he remembered the cruelty of the organization, but he did not dare to escape.

Just as he was worried about gains and losses, the sword light of the man in white flashed repeatedly, and two more ghost-faced killers were corpses on the spot. The remaining three bronze ghost-faced killers were frightened and shrank and did not dare to move forward, all looking at the silver ghost-faced ones.

The silver ghost face was also frightened, and the sword in his hand trembled unconsciously.

"You are trembling." The man in white also noticed it, with a sarcastic look on his face: "The rats are the rats, and it is impossible to become a hero."

A hero is not afraid of life and death. As long as the righteousness lies, he will be generous and calm even if he goes through fire and water.

"Kill him." The killer also had self-esteem. The extreme shame made the silver ghost face crazy, and defeated the fear and howled hysterically.

The three bronze ghost-faced killers had no choice but to rush forward with a tough bullet.

"Okay, I'm still a little brave."

The man in white laughed and moved his body and came to meet him.

The sword light flashed three times, and the last three bronze ghost killers had already fallen to the ground and turned into cold corpses.

The tip of the man in white had already pressed against the throat of the silver ghost face, and the biting chill made the silver ghost face almost stiff.

At this time, the silver ghost face seemed to calm down and said in a narrow voice: "Do you know that if you do this, you will face the endless pursuit of my "Ghost Hidden"?"

"Where is righteousness, what are you afraid of?" The man in white smiled faintly, with a proud expression.

Good man!

When Sun Bin, who was dazzled by the sight, heard this, he shouted in his heart.

The Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period were a very free era. People at that time were full of emotions, chanting poems under the flowers and moonlight, and doing chivalrous and righteousness in the world.

What is even more touching is that people in this era often pretend to be the next country. How many heroes have died without regrets even if they fall to the ground for the word "righteousness".

Zhu Zhui's assassination of Wang Liao, Li's assassination of Qingji, Nie Zheng's assassination of Xia was exhausted...

These heroic stories, even after thousands of years, are still exciting and sighing.

Sun Bin loves reading, and these stories are also familiar.

In his opinion, the people in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period were very cute, and seemed to have a temperament that was not afraid of the world.

But it is precisely because it is so beautiful that it is always a bit unreal.

However, what we saw with our own eyes today made Sun Bin believe in all this. This is the worst era and the best era!
Chapter completed!