It was night, the full moon was bright, the villa area was covered with shadows of shrubs and green trees, and it was quiet.

Whoosh, a dark figure quickly shuttled through the villas. Not far behind him, an old man was chasing after him. Both of them were as light as swallows and were extremely agile in scaling walls and eaves.

Zhou Shang, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes. The slight sound of chasing woke him up. How could such a master of Qinggong come to the villa area? Thinking about this, Zhou Shang quickly dressed and got up.

Zhou Shang listened for a while close to the door of Bai Feifei and Chen Yuerong's room. Hearing their even and steady breathing, Zhou Shang felt a little relieved. It is my landlord Zhou's responsibility to protect the safety of tenants.

It's a pity that I got up in the middle of the night to care about their safety. I don't know when they will know?

After making sure that there was nothing unusual about them, Zhou Shang dwarfed his body and jumped out from the window on the second floor. Stepping on a clump of magnolia in the garden, he used his strength to spin in the air, climbed over the wall, and headed towards the villa area.

The two people chasing him sped away.

Soon, the two men chased them to the riverside. The black shadow in front knew that there was no way to retreat, so they stopped and drew out a sharp knife. Under the bright moon and the river, there was a faint cold light!

Zhou Shang hid behind a weeping willow, holding his breath and observing. He slowly controlled his breathing. Each breath was as thin as a thread, ensuring that the two of them would not notice it.

I saw the knife in the black shadow's hand, curved like the edge of a full moon, and the curvature of the blade was the same as the circle. It turned out to be a full moon scimitar!

Zhou Shang's heart moved. There were not many people using the Full Moon Scimitar. This dark figure might be a very vicious person - Crazy Sword, or a disciple of Crazy Sword.

The old man also stopped, his figure as steady as Mount Tai, and shouted in a low voice: "Say quickly! Where did you hide that girl?"

The black figure smiled sinisterly: "Feng Qinglian, you have always believed in your own aloofness, but you didn't expect that you were bribed by the Shi family and became their lackey. Haha, it's ridiculous that you have been talking about integrity and principles all your life. It's really

It’s so ridiculous, haha.”

Hearing what Heiying said, Zhou Shang was shocked. Feng Qinglian, whom he heard when he was a child in the killer organization, was also a killer. It is said that he was the first master to use the sword to the extreme. He was once the Tokyo Kendo in Japanese Kendo.

A dozen people from the group came to the Xia Kingdom to challenge, and they went to more than a dozen big cities in the Xia Kingdom to set up arenas. They only competed with swords and nothing else. These dozen Japanese Tokyo Kendo people never lost, defeating hundreds of Xia Kingdom swordsmen.

The master is in the limelight for a moment.

At that time, the media and the Internet in the Xia Kingdom went crazy. They were devastated that the swordsmanship in their country was so weak, and the entire Xia Kingdom fell into a huge inferiority complex.

The Tokyo Kendo Team proudly held a press conference and boasted about being number one in Japanese Kendo. It was very arrogant. It was useless for the Xia people to be angry. After all, this was the moment when strength spoke.

Until the Tokyo Kendo Team was at the last stop of their competition, in a less developed city in the southwest of Xia Kingdom, a masked swordsman jumped onto the competition ring.

"You all come together!" Before the competition, the masked swordsman only said this sentence.

Although the Tokyo Kendo Team didn't take this swordsman seriously at all, because they were about to return to Japan after this battle, they came up with a cruel idea for the finale. So more than a dozen people also came together.

, the purpose is to kill the swordsman Ling Chi with one sword, in order to achieve the evil purpose of overthrowing Xia Guo's swordsmanship!

More than a dozen Japanese Tokyo Kendo masters who had never lost before besieged Xia Guo, the masked swordsman.

Swish, swish, swish, on the arena, sword light flew, entwining into countless balls of white light.

Countless viewers watched the live TV broadcast and were silently paying attention to this last summer kendo competition. Although most people did not hold out hope.

In just a few minutes, a figure rushed out of Bai's dazzling sword light. He rushed out of the circle of the sword light and turned his back. The sword in his hand pointed downwards, the tip of the sword slowly dripping.

Blood. It's the masked swordsman.

Behind him, the complicated and dancing sword lights all disappeared in an instant, and a dozen Japanese Tokyo Kendo masters stood still on the ring in different postures, motionless.

When everyone is confused.

The dozen Japanese kendo masters from Tokyo all fell to the ground and could never move again. Each of them had a very thin sword wound on their throat.

The masked swordsman wins!

Because he signed a life and death certificate, he has no right to pursue the legal responsibility of the masked swordsman for the death of Tokyo Kendo in Japan.

"The real swordsmanship is not the swordsmanship in the ring." Afterwards, the masked swordsman still wore his mask and said lightly during the interview.

"So there are many swordsman masters in the Xia Kingdom, but they just don't bother to compete with them." The masked swordsman encouraged the people of the Xia Kingdom.

"Why are you wearing a mask to compete with Japanese kendo masters in Tokyo?" a newly minted female reporter asked curiously.

"Because they don't deserve to see me for who I am."
Chapter completed!