In the darkness, the ninja's headless body swayed, splattering with blood. It was extremely terrifying, and he fell to the ground with a thump.
The nine-turn phoenix circle that cut off the opponent's head drew a circle in the air and flew back to Ximen Lang. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it in his hand. It was the first time he used this Qimen weapon in actual combat, and it actually worked to kill the enemy.
Make him very excited.
However, Ximen Lang was happy too early. The moment he just grabbed the Phoenix Circle, he heard a whooshing sound coming from the window, and black shadows rushed in one after another. In an instant, four ninjas appeared.
in the room.
Ximenlang frowned. He guessed in his heart that these guys were probably the ninjas who helped Xihuamen last time. Seeing the four ninjas charging fiercely with samurai swords raised high, he quickly dodged, shaking his right wrist, and the Phoenix Circle came out again.
"Ah...ah..."
Only the screams that penetrated the room were heard. After the head of the ninja in front was cut off and half pulled, the phoenix circle suddenly changed direction without warning, cut off the right arm of the ninja on the right, and circled in the air twice in total before flying back.
.
The ninja on the left saw the weird circle weapon hurt people and then flew towards the target. He suddenly thought and threw the katana in his hand, and it happened to be inserted in the middle.
The phoenix circle did not stop spinning because of this. There was only a constant tinkling sound, and the samurai swords were broken and fragments flew around. As a result, the phoenix circle failed to fly back in the planned direction, deviated from the original track, and chopped at the east side.
On the low cabinet, only half of the drawer is exposed.
When Ximen Lang stretched out his hand, he found that it was in vain. The Phoenix Circle was nearly six meters away from him and could not be touched.
At this time, the ninja with only half his head left fell to the ground with a plop. The injured ninja's broken arm was covered with blood, and the muscles on his painful face twitched violently, causing the black cloth he was covered with to shake slightly. This guy was extremely
Fiercely, he stretched out his left hand to draw out the sharp dagger from his waist, and rushed over with a ghostly scream.
Ximen Lang turned over, jumped up suddenly, and kicked out with all his strength. Five of the ribs of the Broken Arm Ninja's chest and middle legs were broken. He vomited blood and flew out. He hit the east wall and collapsed on the ground.
He rolled his eyes and fainted.
The ninja who just threw the samurai sword swayed flexibly, and the rope dart tied to his body shook out, making a whirring sound, and the half-foot-long sharp steel dart went straight to Ximenlang's heart and stabbed him.
Ximen Lang turned his head to avoid it, and the naked man rushed towards the direction of the Phoenix Circle. Suddenly, a silver light flashed in front of him, and another ninja's samurai sword slashed down, blocking his way.
The opponent was undoubtedly a master among ninjas. His moves were strange and his speed was unbelievable. In the blink of an eye, the blade was approaching, and he took a step back in a hurry.
The ninja who made the rope dart shook his arm and fired the rope dart again. Unexpectedly, a samurai blade suddenly appeared from under the bed and fiercely cut off his right calf. As blood spurted out, he screamed and the severed leg left his body.
, he lost his balance and fell to the ground.
A white arm like a snow lotus root stretched out from under the bed. It looked beautiful but extremely cruel. He swung his katana and stabbed the short-legged ninja on the neck. The sharp tip of the knife came out from the other end of the guy's neck.
Thus, another innocent ghost was born.
The only remaining ninja caught a glimpse of several companions dying one after another. He was shocked, fear flashed in his eyes, and he slashed with his katana.
Ximen Lang snorted coldly, quickly reached over with both hands, and struck the sword with his bare hands. He snatched the opponent's katana in an instant and shouted: "Look at me..."
The sword flashed and blood splashed like raindrops. The ninja was cut in half and fell to the ground. There were footsteps in the corridor. Ximen Lang knew that a group of men were coming, so he grabbed Xuewei's skirt.
Shaking it vigorously, the long white skirt slipped under the bed. Then, he picked up the black Tuanlong jersey and flew into the air. His body moved, and when the jersey fell down, it happened to be on him.
Immediately afterwards, the door was knocked open, and Li Haihui and other Kuangyun guards rushed in. The moment a group of them entered the room, the white arm protruding from under the bed quickly retracted. There was no doubt that it was Xue.
Wei's arm, now she was naked and hiding under the bed, of course she didn't dare to come out to see anyone.
Seeing several corpses lying in the house, a group of Kuangyun guards were shocked. Li Haihui hurriedly asked: "Brother Lang, are you okay?"
Ximen Lang said: "I'm fine. Take these corpses away. There's a living one in the corner. Bandage him. Don't let him die. This guy is still useful."
"yes."
After Li Haihui agreed, many Kuangyun guards started to drag out several corpses, tied up the broken-arm ninja, and carried them out as well.
Ximen Lang waited for a group of men to leave, then said to the bed, "Everyone has left, Xuewei, please come out quickly."
A white shadow flashed, and Xuewei, wearing a white dress, emerged from under the bed, with silver hair flying, and holding a bloody samurai sword in her hand. She looked like the heroic and invincible female warrior in the anime.
At this time, voices came one after another outside, "There are assassins...stop them quickly..."
"Kill all these idiots..."
Ximen Lang took a step forward, pulled out the nine-turn phoenix circle on the low cabinet, pressed the button, and the phoenix circle shrank to the size of a bracelet. He put it on his wrist, took Xuewei's hand, and said: "Let's see, what is it?
What's going on?"
"Um!"
Xuewei agreed softly and let him hold hands and walk to the window. The two of them looked down from above. They saw two to three thousand members of the Huamen pouring out of the yard, waving machetes and other weapons and making a lot of noise. However, with those
The invading black-clad ninjas had no choice, because all ninjas had flying skills and could fly into the air with a single swing.
Fortunately, many elite leaders in the Huamen flew out from the crowd, but it was Liu Kaifeng, Ye Jianfan, Fatty Han, Bu Qingyun and others who fought with the more than ten ninjas.
On the roof of the building, Muto Xianghui and a group of members of the Black Shadow Guard stood there, facing the whistling north wind, looking at the nimble and agile ninjas in black, with disgust flashing in their eyes. Now.
, the black clothes worn by these Black Shadow Guard ninjas were embroidered with the word "华" in white. Muto Xianghui waved her hand and scolded in a sweet voice: "Everyone, start taking action and kill all these bastards..."
After saying that, Muto Xianghui took out the sharp samurai sword from her waist and was the first to fly downstairs, like an eight-faced black bird. Behind her were sixteen carefully selected members of the Black Shadow Guard, who were equally fast.