When he saw Danako's eyes after seeing the mask, the man who was suspected to be No. 4 suddenly felt bad in his heart.
"Attack from the air? Humph, you dare to pretend to be a ghost in front of me!
Have you forgotten, the only girl of Shuipiao! I don’t know what Shuipiao means?”
This time, Danako did not retreat and slowly stood up straight with a samurai sword.
Danako stretched out her right hand, took off the mask she was wearing, and threw it toward 1.
The original white mask turned red instantly after being taken off by Danako.
After taking off his mask, Danako's expression turned pale like the previous mask.
With both feet exerting force, Danako held a samurai sword in her hand and rushed towards the guy opposite.
This time, the mysterious force did not appear, but instead a muffled groan sounded.
Reader body
The mask that Danako threw was floating out of thin air, as if it was covering a person's face.
Before the man opposite could speak, Danako's knife had already cut through the man's neck, and the head was taken off by Danako.
And when the body that had lost its head fell to the ground, another person appeared in the hall.
But at this time the man was sitting on the ground in pain, wearing the mask that Danako was originally wearing.
"Hmph! One is hiding, and the other is deceiving. You two are really good methods!
If you guess correctly, one is number 3 and one is number 4!"
Danako walked slowly to the man who fell to the ground, and the samurai knife cut off the man's head without any mercy.
The man's head was swallowed directly by the Prajna mask.
Holding the red mask in his hand, Danako did not bring it back to her face, but hung it directly on her waist.
Carrying the samurai sword on his shoulders, a charming smile appeared on Danako's face.
Reader body
At this time, Danako had entered the third form of Prajna, laughing at Prajna!
The red mask swallowed the head, obviously replenishing Danako a lot of qi, blood and life essence.
Walking on the corridor corridor, a rich black yin energy emanated from Danako's body.
Cooperating with her knife-carrying action and the strange smile on her face, she was like a king of evil ghosts rushing out of hell.
After walking through the corridor, it was the martial arts temple that I and my father used to practice.
At this time, the wooden door was closed, and there was no trace of light inside, but there was an ominous aura that was constantly released outward.
Without any hesitation, Danako raised her leg and kicked the door open with a wooden stick.
In an instant, the candles lit up on their own during the 4th week of the martial arts temple, but the green flames burned out from the lit candles.
The entire martial arts temple is even more weird and gloomy under this green light.
"Hehehe! Are you supposed to sit in those two seats? Get out of here!"
body
I saw two people sitting in the position I used to exchange my experiences with myself and my father.
The smile on Danako's face seemed even brighter, but the tone of her speech was so cold and angry.
The knife on his shoulder suddenly waved forward, and the sword light condensed by the Yin Qi slashed straight towards the two of them.
There was no reaction to the figure sitting on a slightly larger cushion that was coming from the sword energy.
The person sitting next to the small cushion had already stood up, and the samurai sword in his hand took action, directly scattering the sword energy.
"Hmph, those guys are really useless! They haven't forced your slimming sponge out until now!
It seems that your bloodline is also somewhat remarkable!"
The man who had dispersed the sword energy looked at Danako indifferently, and with the green light, he looked particularly gloomy and terrifying.
After seeing the man's clothes and face clearly, Danako was obviously stunned in her eyes.
The other party's face looked exactly like the previous ones, and they were the same as his father when he was young.
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However, the clothes he wore were a very quaint oriental kimono.
This image is exactly like his impression that his father was like the same as his youngest.
"Hahaha! The jumping clown is occupying the magpie's nest here, and he is actually the same as the one dressed up like my father when he was young!
I think you are really looking for death!”
The characteristic of laughing Prajna is that the more angry the more crazy the laughter is. At this time, Danako smiled and didn't look like she was here to fight.
However, the man opposite looked even more serious.
"You can call me No. 2, Hum, laughing, the more you laugh, the more crazy you become, the stronger you become!
Let me see when you can laugh!"
Looking at Danako who was laughing like a crazy smile, the samurai sword in No. 2 shook to the side.
The green candlelight shone the samurai sword in an extremely green piece, as if it had been smeared with a layer of poison on the knife.
app,&~p.
However, at this time, Danako, like a scattered demon, rushed towards No. 2 with the samurai sword in her hand like a gust of wind.
The sound of the slight iron clashes caused by the two swords fighting each other kept ringing in the entire martial arts hall.
The two figures were like ghosts, constantly flashing throughout the martial arts hall.
It can be seen that the two of them were also using ghost steps at this time, but Danako's was slightly weaker than the other party.
There is already a tendency for the opponent to attack Danako.
Even the snake who assisted his son to attack, the scales of the snake's head had already broken a lot.
Danako's tiger's mouth holding the knife had broken, and drops of blood had flowed down her white lotus root arms.
"Compet with me for kendo, Danako! You can't do it! If you don't show your true body, I'll kill you if you hit me!"
No. 2's eyes were filled with cold murderous intent, which showed that his words were not false.