Chapter 1: Fierce Battle

There is a little light in the dark night sky, faintly revealing some strangeness.

"Huh", with an imperceptible soft cry. In the dark, a young man easily crossed more than ten lines of defense with his flexible skills and successfully arrived at the site of the mission - a temple that did not cover a large area.

Hidden on the side of the corner, the young man first looked around alertly and was empty; then with a bow, he ran to the main gate of the temple as dexterously as a cat.

Then, his toes gently bounced up, and his body quickly bounced up. He stretched out his left hand like lightning and grabbed the lower edge of a vent that could be drilled by one person above the gate. Then his right hand was raised, and a silver light flashed by extremely quickly, cutting off the four wooden guardrails on the vent. The young man directly loosened his left hand and held the four wooden fences.

The next second, his body began to fall. Just as he was about to touch the ground, his toes touched the ground again, and his body turned gently and stood firmly on the ground. During the whole process, there was no sound before and after.

Squat down and gently put the wooden stick in the corner; after standing up, the whole person dodged up again, grabbed the lower edge of the vent with both hands, and supported his body with his arms. He poked his head slightly and carefully observed that there was no one in the temple. Everything was so calm, so after waiting for a while, he found that there was nothing wrong. The young man curled up directly and turned into the temple.

The whole series of movements are like flowing clouds and flowing water, without any dragging.

Young people are not worried that there will be organs in the temple, because if institutions are set up here, the leaders of this country can jump into the sea collectively. Even the most important places in their country are protected by things other than manpower. It's better to die. The most important thing is that people in this country attach great importance to their dignity, and they do not allow the most sacred place in their country to be desphemed by other things.

Lightly walked through a corridor that was not very long, and then entered the main hall. However, as soon as he entered the main hall, a fierce gloomy atmosphere immediately came towards him. Unfortunately, this young man doesn't care at all; because seeing the spiritual cards in front of him, he can't wait for these people to be resurrected now so that he can kill them again.

staring at these spiritual cards, the young man couldn't help whispering with an evil smile, "Damn, a group of beasts are still uneasy after death. Today, Grandpa will let you completely see the King of hell!" After saying that, he moved his body and jumped up high with some wooden stakes next to him as springboards. In mid-air, his waist twisted his body slightly, and then gently touched his right foot on the wooden cabinet where the spirit card was placed next to him, and then jumped directly to the beam about four meters high from the ground.

After simply choosing a place on the beam, the young man quickly took out a palm-sized bomb from his arms and gently fixed the bomb in the selected place. While putting it back, he only muttered in his heart: "This compressed * can blow up a ten-storey building into ashes. When I blow up this place, I will still worship a bird, hey hey!"

However, just as the young man's hand left the bomb, he suddenly felt a chill in his back. Suddenly, the hair all over his body stood up. However, because my body was very ** to some crises, my body subconsciously jumped forward, jumped off the beam, and suddenly forced my waist to twist my body in the air to see who was attacking me.

What I saw was a long knife that pierced straight into his left chest with cold light and endless murderous intent. Then I saw the owner of the knife, which was a ferocious face.

With a "ding", the young man quickly pulled out a short blade from behind his back to block the sudden knife and used this power to make his body retreat. However, when he saw the person opposite him the same, the young man knew in his heart that he had met a master this time.

After landing, the two stood about ten meters apart. Hey, it's worthy of being the number one person on the assassination list. I admire that I can be so easily avoided by you in the case of my sneak attack. The islander, dressed in a kimono with a short knife around his waist and holding a long knife in both hands, said gloomily.

"Your skills are not bad, and the speed is also quite fast. With your skills, you also call yourself a swordsman••••Hey, are you the first sword saint in the island country?"

"Hey, since you know it's Ben Jiansheng, why don't you kneel down and surrender immediately?" The self-proclaimed swordsman smiled proudly and looked at the young man and said.

The young man curled his lips disdainfully and said, "They all say that the people of that stick country are extremely shameless, and everything they say is theirs. I think your audacity is as powerful as their shamelessness! Kensei? I think it's a cheap saint!"

"You•••••" Katakura Kamikawa was so angry that he couldn't answer the words. Because he also knows that the people of his country are indeed what the young man said in front of him, so he has nothing to refute.

This young man is the first killer on the world's assassination list, but few people know what his name is, only his code name is "Maple".

In fact, his real name is Zhou Lingxuan. At the age of 16, he debuted like a comet and was famous in the underground world with a sharp flying knife. In the following year, he killed five top ten masters on the killer list. Six months later, he challenged the "killing god" who ranked first in the killer list, but finally won without fighting. As for the reason, except for the two of them, only heaven knows. However, soon after, the "killing god" suddenly announced that he would wash his hands and withdrew from the world, and no one knew the reason. Therefore, from then to now, young people have never been surpassed. At the same time, as a top killer, he has a mastery of various commonly used languages, so he can communicate with each other without language barriers at this time.

"Huh, don't talk nonsense and take your life"! Katakura Kamikawa rushed to Zhou Lingxuan angrily with a knife. Although he was called a "sword saint" by the outside world, no one stipulated that "the sword saint must use a sword, and islanders have always liked to use knives, so Katakura Kamikawa also uses a knife, but maybe his knife is different from an ordinary knife." Well, come as soon as you come. Who is afraid of?" Zhou Lingxuan immediately curled his lips and scolded Katakura Shangchuan with a short blade in his hand. Both of them are extremely fast, and they meet each other in the blink of an eye. The tip of the knife in the warehouse is inserted diagonally like Zhou Lingxuan's heart. Zhou Lingxuan took the opportunity to cut down the knife of Shangchuan in the warehouse. At the same time, he picked up the short knife with his wrist, and the tip of the knife was about to go straight into the opponent's throat. Katakura Kamikawa hurriedly withdrew his body and narrowly avoided Zhou Lingxuan's counterattack. However, the crisis of the first swordsman of the island did not end there. Just as he retreated, Zhou Lingxuan's left hand trembled, and a unique knife about eight centimeters long, like the knife used by Li's flying knife used by Li Xunhuan, appeared in his hand. Then he shot the knife without hesitation, pointing directly at the throat of Shangchuan in the warehouse. Just now, the moment Zhou Lingxuan flew to take it out, the warehouse Shangchuan was already Seeing it, I suddenly felt a breath of death rushing towards him. It may be caused by the habit of samurai in the island country. He likes to hold the knife upright in his chest when he is in danger, and it is his habit that saved his life. Because the moment Zhou Lingxuan's knife flew out, Katakura Shangchuan's knife also stood on his chest and blocked his throat.

With a "monk", Katakura Kamikawa Kensei's knife broke, and Zhou Lingxuan's flying knife fell to the ground. Katakura Jiansheng, who stared at this scene, opened his mouth at the same time. Unexpectedly, Zhou Lingxuan's flying knife was so powerful. Although he knew that Zhou Lingxuan's flying knife was powerful, he did not expect that he was strong enough to shoot off his sword. Katakura Kamikawa was stunned, but Zhou Lingxuan didn't. At this moment when Katakura Shangchuan was stunned, Zhou Lingxuan rushed to the stunned sword saint with a knife, and at this time, the sword saint finally came to his senses and hurriedly saw the short knife pinned to his waist to meet Zhou Lingxuan. In fact, it is reasonable to be at this level of Katakura Kamikawa, you should not be distracted in this level battle, but because you miraculously picked up a life under Zhou Lingxuan's flying knife, you are a little distracted. This also means that Katakura Kamikawa's psychology is not firm enough to maintain a good mentality against opponents who may be stronger than himself. However, Zhou Lingxuan, who was rarely dodged by his flying knife, was not distracted, because he was already mentally prepared and knew that he might not win a blow, so he could take advantage of his opponent's distraction.

The two have always been compared, and the judgment is high and low! Therefore, while the two short knives met, Zhou Lingxuan suddenly shot a flying knife with his left hand. Katakura Shangchuan raised the knife again to block it, and indeed blocked the flying knife. Moreover, it may be that the short knife is very hard and has not been shot again. However, a second flying knife came towards him, and Katakura Jiansheng can only open his eyes. There was nothing I could do to see the flying knife stabbing my throat.

Standing beside Shangchuan, who had not yet died, Zhou Lingxuan said coldly, "When you blocked it for the second time, you should be glad that my flying knife has always only liked the feeling of inserting into the enemy's throat." Well, don't think you can escape if you kill me. Hey, if you are right, you want to be outside. It has already been full of great ninjas and warriors and warriors on the island. Your result can only be death. Hey hey hey, cough••..." Without listening to Katakura Kamikawa's words, Zhou Lingxuan He bent down and pulled out the flying knife inserted in his throat. Suddenly, Katakura Shangchuan coughed blood violently, and a few seconds later, he finally left with hatred.

"This swordsman is really powerful. He dodged me two times and can still speak after being stabbed in the end. His vitality is really strong. Oh, I was careless. As early as the appearance of Katakura Kamikawa, I should have thought that my whereabouts had been found. Now I'm afraid that it's really the island warriors outside, as he said. Is this really the last mission I was destined to be, and also my fateful disaster? Forget it, it doesn't matter. Anyway, if the task has been completed, die. Instead of living in fear every day, it's better to die vigorously. However, even if I want to die here, I will cut off all your bastards. Hey hey hey•••” Zhou Lingxuan thought as he wiped the blood stain on the flying knife on Katakura Shangchuan.