Reborn Noble Prisoner

child.

From then on, Qiandaoren's sword was swung only for the Yagyu family.

Then, there is only one possibility for the reappearance of Ghost Slash, something happened to Qian Daorin's junior brother.

The 1.5-meter authentic knife appeared in the world, and Xiao Sinuo raised the corners of his lips at that time.

Whether it is the world of killers or the former Yagyu family, the name Demon Zhan Qiandao Ren is not unfamiliar to him.

brother.Xiao Sinuo thought, this is really a good name.

Xiao Sinuo doesn't like to use knives, and he never touches the demon sword Muramasa that Yagyu passed on to him when killing people, so since his debut, no one knows that Killer D also comes from the Japanese Yagyu clan.

Qiandao Ninja's brows and eyes were cold, and the long knife in his hand was slowly raised horizontally, showing the intimidating momentum of strong oppression to the fullest without making a sound.

Duan Luo frowned, pretending to be relaxed and said: "Master Gui Zhan, please be merciful, we are all royalists loyal to the King."

The voice hadn't finished yet, but the light of the knife had already cut in front of his eyes.

The blade with a thickness of several millimeters cut obliquely against Duan Luo's chest, and the cold air penetrated into the heart. Duan Luo's pupils constricted, and his breathing was stagnant. The knife was too fast and too hard to dodge. Qiao Bai moved suddenly, kicking Duan Luo away, and at the same moment, Xiao Sinuo also took the opportunity to attack Qiandaoren from behind.

Duan Luo's chest was scraped off by the point of the knife, but Qiao Bai's right leg was cut open, and he collapsed almost instantly. When I came out, most of my trousers were wet in a short while.

Duan Luo's complexion changed, and he cursed fiercely, and immediately rushed over to take care of Qiao Bai, but Xiao Sinuo obviously couldn't resist. No, as soon as he moved his hand, the tip of the knife was on his body in the next second.

It is not a legend to enter the white sword empty-handed, but if you want to enter a 1.5-meter-high sword, it is simply like a fairy tale, a big joke.

After a few cuts, Xiao Sinuo felt a great deal of difficulty, as if he was fighting for life, the movement was a little slower, and the domineering long knife cut right in front of his eyes, almost cutting off half of his arm several times.

Duan Luo rushed over, and the flashing knives called Ghost Slashing slowed down. The red-haired young man faced the fierce attack of the chopping knives, and took the opportunity to shout at Xiao Si Nuo: "Go and see Joe!"

Xiao Sinuo's eyes turned cold, he ignored him, his hands and feet moved faster, and in conjunction with Duan Luo's offensive, he unleashed the ruthlessness of Qiandao Ninja's chopping knife in one fell swoop.

"Bastard! Go and see Joe!" Duan Luo showed a look of ruthlessness, and kicked towards Xiao Sinuo with a sideways kick, and just blocked Qiandaoren's diagonally slashing knife alone.

"Idiot! You are looking for death!" Xiao Sinuo was forced to withdraw from the battle, bit his lip, and turned to look at Qiao Bai regardless of his life or death.

Qiao Bai bowed his head and knelt there, barely moving, with one hand on the ground and the other firmly pressing the wound on his thigh, a large pool of bright red blood was pooled on the ground.

When Xiao Sinuo saw it, his expression changed immediately. The bleeding was obviously caused by a major artery injury on the inside of the leg, and the delay in treatment was definitely the result of a whine.

He raised his head and glanced in the direction of Milan Z who was watching the battle. The noble King had a cold expression on his face, showing no intention of interfering at all.

Hold!Xiao Sinuo cursed fiercely, turned his head to support Qiao Bai, and said in an agitated mood, "Are you fucking out of your mind?! Just let that idiot Duan Luo die!"

Qiao Bai's lips were white, he raised his head and forced a smile, his frowning brows slightly relaxed, he supported Xiao Sinuo to lift his body, and slowly stood up: "We are all on the same boat, he died, we can live well ?”

Xiao Sinuo pursed his lips, glanced coldly at Duan Luo, who was in a panic and danger, and looked back at Qiao Bai: "You can still hold on? Just that little blood, the blood will be gone."

Qiao Bai pulled the hairband on Xiao Sinuo's head, wrapped it around the wound three times and tied it into a knot, moved his hands and feet, and smiled relaxedly: "If you live, I can't die."

"It doesn't sound like a good thing to say." Xiao Sinuo glanced at him, and the corners of his lips twitched.

"Damn it! Don't be so affectionate! I'm going to lose my arms and legs!" Duan Luo rushed back without doing anything good, and threw an iron stool towards Qian Daorin.

Ghost Zhan slashed down, and the iron stool immediately fell apart. Xiao Sinuo and Qiao Bai looked at each other, and each took a stool leg to attack together.

Duan Luo retreated to the back, flexed his arms and legs, and after making sure that he was not missing an arm or a leg, he immediately turned his head and shamelessly shouted at Weiss outside the field: "Master Butterfly! Borrow a knife! Borrow a knife!"

Weiss was stunned, touched his chin, and glanced at his boss. Seeing that the King had no intention of objecting, because of his usual bad taste, he raised his hand, and the butterfly knife immediately came out of its sheath, and went straight to the center of the field.

Milan narrowed his eyes and said lightly, "Wes, you violated the rules of the game."

"Ha, if you adapt it at the right time, the fun will soar, Boss." Weiss laughed.

Milan paused, then smiled slightly: "Maybe so."

The moment the butterfly knife fell, Xiao Sinuo jumped up.

Under the sun, the silver knife flashed, and the wave-patterned blade passed the pair of eyes with smooth lines but cold temperament. The pure black and pure black color formed an extreme contrast with the bright white blade.

"retreat!"

Xiao Sinuo yelled violently, Qiao Bai Duanluo understood at the same time, kicked Qi Qi and quickly dodged, and then saw the young man swooping down with a knife in both hands.

Same pose!Same speed!The same cut!

Qiandaoren greeted him with a knife.

A knife without a shadow.

There is no move to cut.

Clean and neat, if there is blood, it must be the white of a snowy night.

The Butterfly Knife and the Ghost Slasher collided with each other clangingly, and the slender blade instantly illuminated the extremely cold eyebrows of the two of them.

Qiandao Ren's eyes flickered for a moment: "Bloodless Blade, who taught you?"

Xiao Si Nuo slanted his lips: "Brother, it's the first time we meet, please give me your advice."

18

018 Ghost haunted...

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In the last chapter, the brothers confronted each other. At the beginning of this chapter, Xiao was dreaming at night. He would dream if he was too excited or tense. The fight in the first part was to reproduce the scene of fighting with Gui Zhan during the day, and the latter part would be blamed. , Frequent small movements, some natural reactions in the dream, it is normal to not be able to wake up at that time, anyone who has experienced "ghost pressure" knows it, haha.

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The silver light flickered, the blade cut across the back of the knife, the sound of metal clanging and touching pierced the ears, and the moment the nerves were tense, the blood pulsed.

Fighting, fighting, bloodthirsty, every cell is alive, feeling the extreme pleasure of being on the verge of death, that kind of orgasm that has never been experienced before makes people crazy.

kill!

It seems that there is only one word screaming in my head!

There are no shadows, no moves, almost instantly, dozens of ultimate moves have been used, and the body is covered with bruises without feeling the fear of death.

Dark, absolutely powerful, deadly, and irreversible, with both hands holding the cold and sharp samurai sword, there is only one move, slash!

There is no sound in the chaotic space, only the unrestrained arrogance of the cold knife gushes thinly, the authentic Ling Ran sharp edge of Ghost Slash comes over, the demon knife village in his hand is flipping over, and slashing obliquely quickly, the hatred accumulated by generations Instant eruption.

hit.stick together.By mistake.

The tip of the knife brought a drop of extremely rare blood from the opponent, but in an instant, the crimson color had already turned black.

Qian Daorin slashed in the air.

The sunlight collapsed and shattered, and the sharp edges pierced into the eyes. After a moment of darkness, Oni Zhan's absolutely domineering slender sword suddenly cut to the throat.

Sudden threat of death will drive people into a corner.

The stern eyebrows revealed the darkness of the return of the god of death, and the saber energy approached his throat, and his breathing became uncontrollably rapid.

The blade cut open the throat bit by bit, thick blood flooded into the opponent's eyes, the black pupils were constricted, and the cold breath mixed with the force of the long knife invaded the nerves.

The pain of suffocation seized all consciousness in an instant, and he couldn't help but gasped for breath.

To no avail.

The hole cut in the throat stopped the lungs from functioning, and bursts of blood choked into the throat.

The ghost-slaying warrior suddenly turned into a man-eating ghost. His neck was cut with a long knife, and his powerful body leaned forward in an undeniable posture. The unshakable strength made it impossible to move.

Xiao Sinuo was frightened by the weak situation of being unable to control his destiny.

Despair and humiliation, in the darkness that engulfs consciousness, there is a kind of fragility that falls apart.

The blood was flowing, but the man swallowed every drop into his throat, his tongue licked his ear, the wet and hot touch made a lewd sound of water, he couldn't feel the pain, only the unbearable heat, the burning heat.

An irresistible force seized him, and he was trapped like a silk net, unable to move, his body was under the control of others, licking, biting, the flesh and blood were swallowed, the blade slid against his body, as if looking for a People are satisfied with the knife.

The pupils contracted in fear, but they couldn't even make a sound, they could only pant, pant...

The waist was lifted up, and it was clear that something cold and hard was winding down against the seam of the buttocks, and it was carefully testing a certain hidden taboo place...

Hilt!It's the handle!

"...Junior brother, this is your village official. Yaodao village official." The evil ghost suddenly smiled ferociously, and gave it away heavily.

The tearing pain hit, and Xiao Sinuo's nerves collapsed, and he went crazy. He suddenly broke free from the restraint of his hands and feet, and his attack power soared several times: "I want you to die!!!!"

And then—waking up.

"...cough cough! Let go, let go." Qiao Bai's breathless voice suddenly came in.

When Xiao Sinuo opened his eyes, Qiao Bai was being grabbed by his neck and pressed against the wall, an extremely dangerous