Li futu has seen the picture of Fujiwara blade, and the two samurai swords are too conspicuous. Now the whole Tokaido is looking for him, and the other party has sneaked into Chunqiu mansion quietly.
It's true that if you hide here for a while and a half, no one will think of it. It seems that even if you are a dead man, this Fujiwara blade still has thoughts.
However, he didn't hide well. Now he jumped out to stop himself blatantly. What did he want to do?
Kill yourself and avenge those killers?
The curve of Li futu's mouth is more interesting.
It's worthy of death.
Fujiwara blade's eyes turned to him, but his eyes were empty. He didn't have any feelings. Moreover, he didn't say a word, so he shot directly!
He jumped up from the top of the car, like a falcon, and dived toward Li futu. Two samurai swords, one left and the other right, split to Li futu's shoulder.
The blade flickered and the forest was cold.
If the two knives were cut solid, Li futu's body would split on the spot.
Li futu's mouth curve does not change, his toes touch the ground, and his whole body floats back quickly.
"Bang Dang!"
The sharp blade splits on the ground, and two dazzling sparks are produced. With one blow, Fujiwara blade doesn't stop. He quickly stands up, jumps up and pours at Li futu again.
Wrists turned, double knife cross cut, it seems to be Li Fu figure waist cut into two sections.
"Is it really so fast?"
Li futu's eyes flickered, his body tilted back in an instant, his upper body was almost parallel to the ground, and the blade almost wiped his face. His skin could clearly feel the cold breath of the blade.
Soon straightened up, Li futu quickly turned around.
Now Fujiwara blade is in the air, with his back to him, and there is no place to adjust his body shape. When Li futu clenched his five fingers to smash his cervical vertebra, Fujiwara blade is like a piece of paper, which completely violates the principles of physics. He suddenly turned over in mid air, raised his hand and chopped at him.
As soon as Li futu's eyes were fixed, he closed his fist and stopped. He watched Tengyuan blade float to the ground.
Not only did the other person's expression not fluctuate, but he didn't even breathe.
Even if sun Qing is seriously injured and dying, there will be no 20 people with him. Moreover, Bai Changchang also said that the strength of the other side is equal to that of the ghost emissary, but Li futu still feels a little surprised.
With the turn in the air just now, it's not something that ordinary ghost envoys can do.
The death of Fujiwara family is so strong?
Li futu's eyes were fixed, he stamped the ground, and finally chose to attack. He wanted to see what kind of state the Fujiwara blade had reached.
There is no real blink in this world. The so-called blink is just fast enough to reach a certain level, which is beyond the reaction of ordinary people, so it creates a visual illusion for them.
At this moment, Li futu's speed was so fast that a gust of wind blew up, and the distance of 123 meters arrived in an instant.
Five fingers stiff buckle into claws, toward the throat of Fujiwara blade.
Fujiwara blade's reaction speed once again exceeded Li futu's expectation. The other side seemed to know where he would appear. At the moment of his disappearance, he immediately raised the knife, and then split forward without hesitation.
When Li futu appeared, the blade was only two centimeters away from his head.
Everyone in this world is a human body. No one can compare the hardness of his body with a knife. He may crush Fujiwara's throat, but at the same time, he may be split in two.
Li futu could only take back his claws and quickly lift his arms up. At the critical moment, he clamped the double knives on his head with both hands.
At that moment, the blade was less than one centimeter from his head.
"It's over."
Li futu, who always felt that something was wrong, didn't want to get entangled any more. His wrist suddenly turned, and the samurai sword fell off from Fujiwara blade.
The swordsman lost his knife?
Li futu didn't give him another chance. He released his hands, kicked up the handle of the knife, held the knife in one hand, twisted his shoulder, and chopped his waist.
A sharp knife cuts through the night.
"Puff..."
Fujihara blade's body suddenly stiff, even at this time, he still did not make any screams, as if he could not feel the pain.
Then, like a slow motion, as a blood line appeared at his waist, his upper body and lower body slowly separated.
"Miso..."
As the two halves of the body fell to the ground, a string of silk threads separated from his five limbs.
Li futu was stunned. Then he suddenly looked up and looked in the direction of the silk thread.
No wonder he felt something wrong with Fujiwara. It turns out that Fujiwara blade is just a puppet manipulated by others.
Looking around the world, Li futu knows that there is only one person who is proficient in puppetry.
Meng Po!
As soon as his face changed, Li futu said angrily, "come out for me!"
"Just come out. Why are you so fierce?"With the voice, a shadow from a tree slowly falling, purple hair purple eyes, enchanting peerless.
She looked at the dead Fujiwara blade and said with a smile, "how about the gift they gave you
Gifts?
If I had been careless just now, I was afraid that I might have capsized in the sewer.
Li futu is now all kinds of angry, he cold face, did not pay attention to Mengpo, look to the side of the tall trees, "do you want me to invite you?"
The horse's face also slowly revealed its figure. The half face that was not covered by the mask was nervous and uneasy.
There is only one person in the world who can make the horses in the hell look like this.
The leader of the underworld.
Hell!
"Master..."
"She is mischievous, how can you accompany her to mischief?"
There was never any way to take Meng Po Li futu, but to spread the fire on the horse.
"Do you know how conspicuous you are? What if you are found out?"
The horse bowed his head and didn't dare to say a word.
Mengpo didn't mean it: "isn't there you? Even if the holy king comes, the Lord Yan will surely protect us, right?"
Li futu stopped breathing and glared at Meng Po.
Meng Po gave him a soft smile.
"You clean up here."
Li futu turned his head and said to Ma Mian, "come with me, Mengpo!"
Leaving the body for Ma Mian to deal with, Meng Po followed Li futu to the car.
"What are you doing here?"?! You are different from me. Not many people have seen me, but what about you? Even if you don't pretend at all, you're afraid that others won't recognize you? "
It's as if Yan Di is the aunt of the neighborhood committee now. When he gets on the bus, he starts to talk endlessly.
Meng Po sat on the co driver, her magic purple eyes were looking at him all the time, and she didn't think he was nagging. She just whispered, "I miss you..."
Simple four words, but let Li futu tone, blame words can no longer say.
Mengpo has never covered up his mind, and no one in the whole Prefecture knows it. Of course, he knows it very well, but Li futu has always been deaf and dumb, and has never responded positively, because Mengpo's temperament is too strange.
It's impossible to promise. It's not like ordinary people falling in love. If they are together with Meng Po, it may be a lifetime thing. He is not ready for it. But refuse?
If he refuses, Li futu can't guarantee that Mengpo will do anything, so he can only put it off until today.
So at that time, Bai Wuchang said that Mengpo might have come and he would have such a headache. Now the other party has appeared in front of him. What should we do next?