The bitter cold wind blowing from the north swirled in this small town of not very large, like invisible ice skates trying to pour into every gap.

However, the people on the roof didn't care about the biting low temperature at all, and still maintained a tense confrontation.

Between them, a man in a gray and white winter clothes fell in the snow, covering the bleeding neck wound with his hands, and constantly making painful whispers in his mouth.

"What are you doing? Just a cut is cut, stop the bleeding quickly!"

Fukui, who is currently the Nakanomizu Nakanomiya, stared at the red-eyed girl who suddenly appeared opposite him, while urging her companions on the ground.

He just saw it very clearly that the girl just gently wiped the other person's neck with a blade.

If this level of injury was put in place in the past, it might have been a fatal trouble, but now that we have mastered the "full concentration·breathing", we can quickly ligate and stop bleeding by controlling the damaged blood vessels.

"Cough cough, stop. Cough cough can't stop."

Kameping felt the blood flowing more and more, staring at the samurai sword in the girl's hand with despair. Subconsciously, he felt that there was something wrong with the knife, but his throat was blocked by blood and he could no longer speak.

"The blood cannot be stopped?!"

Fuyu's heart sank. Just as he was thinking about what kind of ability this would be, the girl opposite seemed not to want to continue to rub it and disappeared in an instant.

This made his hair stand up all over his body, and his body automatically used defensive moves under a strong sense of crisis.

"Two-type, waterwheel!"

Fukui used the Kuna in his hand, and combined with his flipped around his body, he drew a circle of clear water flowing around him.

Only a "clang" sounded like a "kun" and blocked the sharp edge from the right rear in time, which made the attacking girl raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"Imperial ware? Or ministerial ware?"

Chi Tong quickly retreated for a while, and the water flow that appeared out of thin air was obviously a supernatural phenomenon.

Then the other party may be an imperial envoy or a minister envoy. No matter which one is, you must be careful and observe it.

Just as the two sides fought in the first round, Turtle Ping's body on the ground was gradually stiffening between the dyed snow water, but no one here cared about him.

Pais, who had been saved before, had jumped off the roof to check Litne's situation.

Therefore, only Tomoi and Akatsuki remained on the roof in the cold wind.

By the way.

There is also a small phone bug sitting on the shoulders of the former, wearing a mini winter suit, who was widening his eyes and carefully looking at the girl in front of him who said she was too big, a mature woman and too small, and looked just about double 10 years old.

But for Chihito.

I thought it was a snail-type low-level dangerous pet.

"Is it that strange black dagger?"

Akatsuki squinted his beautiful eyes and looked at the Kuwai in Fukui's hand, but the Kuwai, who had completely died on the ground, also held the same Kuwai in his hand.

"Maybe it is some kind of instrument that can be mass-produced."

【Swish!Swish!Swish!】

At this moment, Fukui Nakanomi, who had blocked a knife, launched a counterattack without hesitation. In his opinion, Kamega was killed purely because of the opponent's sneak attack.

Besides, even if the other party is better than you, you still have to fight if you want to survive!

He first threw out five sharp shurikens, forcing Akatsuki to resist with the long sword in his hand.

At the same time, I took out the second kunai and held it in my left hand, and the whole person turned into a continuous curved blue water flow and rushed up.

"Three-shaped, flowing dance!"

Fukui's speed became extremely rapid, and even left behind afterimages in the cold air. Coupled with the special effects of water flow, it is difficult for the naked eye to distinguish which one is the body.

For a moment.

The movement of the two sides fighting between high-speed movements could not be concealed, and even the whistling north wind could not be concealed. The clanging sound of the jingling sound resounded throughout the town in the snow.

"Shi type, a tide of strike!"

"The eight-shaped type, Takipot!"

As Fukui used various "water breathing" tricks again and again, Chi Tong quickly discovered that the water flow was not real objects at all, but pure illusions of light and shadow, and its function was to deceive his eyes.

This made her simply close her eyes.

really.

In the breath world in my mind, the opponent's sword path and movements became clearer, and the murderous intent on the opponent was as bright as a torch.

【Puchi-----】

"Uh!"

A few minutes later, Akatsuki used a slash without any name and cut it open with a scream, along with Kumami and Fukui's chest.

Suddenly, warm blood gushed out, and wisps of hot air were ventilated in the low-temperature air.

"It turns out that's how it is. You have something wrong with your knife."

Fukui fell in the pool of blood on the roof, and felt a strange force preventing his wound from healing when he was dying. As a professional ninja, he subconsciously wanted to tell the information out.

Because he knew that the phone bug on his shoulder would pass everything that happened here back to the command hall of the alien strategic committee in the local area of ​​Haixing.

But like the previous Kamega Hirai Junin, a large amount of blood pouring up was desperately stopping him from speaking.

"Huh, what a great guy. If I hadn't solved one first, it would have been a problem for them to join forces."

Akatsuki looked at Fukui Nakain, who was gradually losing her life, and also relaxed. The strength shown by the latter made her feel like she encountered an elite assassin.

Especially in terms of strength, every time the blade collided, her tiger's mouth would always shake.

"But the tricks he used felt more like some kind of sword move, so why not use a long sword?"

Just as Chi Tong was muttering to herself, another beautiful girl suddenly jumped up behind her.

She looks about the same age as her, with two long pink ponytails, a pink long skirt, and a large gun with a blade on the front end in her hand.

"Hmph~What, I don't have the chance to take action at all. I'm thinking that if this guy escapes, I'll shoot him!"

I saw the pink girl say coquettishly with a little stubborn taste.

"This man is very confident in his strength. Not only is he not afraid or nervous when fighting, I even saw the look similar to the superior when he looked at the subordinate."

Akatsuki heard Maine's words and looked at Fukui's body thinking.

"Even before his death, the last look he looked at me, his confidence seemed to come from the bottom of his heart and was extremely firm."

"Didn't the intelligence say that they might come from the 'alche kingdom' or 'God and Island kingdom'? Maybe they are the elites there, or even from the aristocratic class, so they are born to look down on others."

Maine glanced at the two corpses in the pool of blood with disgust.

She has been discriminated against since childhood because she is a mixed race of Western ethnic minorities.

It was not until one day that the officials of the empire came to him for no reason that they were freed from that uncomfortable environment.

Therefore, I naturally dislike the aristocrats.

"Maybe."

Chitong nodded. After all, she could not think of a more reasonable explanation. She then walked to the edge of the roof and looked at Pais below.

"How is he?"

Pais knelt in the cold snow, looking at Lister, who was in a state of confinement in his arms with tears in his face, and sobbed, "He was broken by that kick, and then stabbed into his lungs."

"Yeah."

Chi Tong and Ma Yin both fell silent, allowing the cold wind and snow to whistle by their side.

But the little phone bug was still staring at their backs silently.
Chapter completed!