The blade of the scimitar cuts through the sky with the sound of cutting through the air and collides with the blade of the long sword. The sparks dance constantly in the sound of the weapon pulling and bounceing.

The collision sound is sometimes long and sometimes short, but it is perfectly synchronized with the user's breathing.

After Yun Qishen and the Crow Receiver fought several times, the two of them moved from where they were standing.

Yun Qishen even saw the time and used a long knife to lift the electric field button on the crow's receptionist's hand, but ended up falling into a trap specially set by the crow's receptionist.

The scimitar broke away from the crow's receptionist's hand and followed the long sword's blade to the back of Yun Qishen's neck like a flying swallow.

Yun Qishen suddenly felt a coolness behind his neck.

Long black hair scattered on the ground, Yun Qishen's ponytail was cut off halfway and exposed his neck. At the same time, he also felt that the back of his neck began to become wet.

When the scimitar returned to the hands of the crow's receiver, the black blood on the blade gave Yun Qi a deep understanding of his situation.

(Good boy, good ability!)

The wound did not hurt, so Yun Qishen naturally did not pay special attention to how long the scimitar cut, but the crow receiver became interested in the black blood on the scimitar.

"Why is it black blood? Have you been poisoned? This is really interesting!"

The crow receiver touched the black blood on the blade with his hand. If he hadn't smelled the rust of the blood, he would have thought Yun Qishen had filled ink at the back of his neck.

"Slitting the back of the neck is not a good habit, after all, I am not a giant." Yun Qishen stepped out the long sword in his hand, and he flashed to the back of the crow's receptionist.

"What giant? I can't listen to what you said - it's so dangerous~ I almost got my head cut off by you!"

The crow receiver quickly dodged away, his mask moved slightly, and at that moment Yun Qishen also glanced at the burn scar on his chin. Soon he straightened the mask and jumped away.

The floor was hit by electric shock and heat began to rise. Shortly after the water sprayer fell to the ground, water mist formed again. The water mist was not high and reached the knee height. However, under the influence of the current, it was not comfortable in the water mist.

Yun Qishen held the long knife tightly, and he looked up and smiled at the crow receiver, "This is just the beginning!"

"I don't believe in the beginning, I only believe in time!" The crow receiver protected the scimitar in front of him, "There is still a distance!"

"Distance?" Yun Qishen smiled meaningfully, "I'm sorry to tell you that the possibility of you and me is zero."

"What?"

Before the crow's receptionist could react, he felt some strength pulling his limbs and waist, and Yun Qishen even approached him in the blink of an eye.

"Don't think you can play threads by yourself, but looking at this, I'm far better than you!" Yun Qishen raised his hand and showed the silk thread in his hand to the crow receiver.

The crow receiver angrily disconnected the silk thread and threw a smoke bomb at Yun Qishen, "What a joke!"

Yun Qishen quickly covered his mouth and nose, and he had to jump away to prevent the crow from attacking. He could breathe smoothly, "If you can't beat it, throw a smoke bomb is not a good assassin's behavior! For me, no sight has no effect on me! You may have made a mistake in your calculation!"

The crow's consignee did have to sneak attack, and the scimitar broke out of the smoke and resisted the long sword. After the sneak attack failed, the crow had to put away the scimitar and hide it again, "Don't be proud! I haven't lost yet!"

Yun Qishen shook his head, "Ha, why am I proud? You are not as thorough as you lose. But I just want you to lose completely, then take off your ugly bird mask and finally pull out all your hair hard!"

"You have no chance!"

The black figure bumped towards Yun Qishen. Yun Qishen subconsciously dodged and kicked the black figure into the electric field with a sweeping leg.

Yun Qishen hammered the crow's leg, "No, I have a chance. I just saw you like playing electric shocks very much, so why don't you try it yourself!"

The crow laughed loudly after getting up from the floor of the electric field

Come, "Hahahaha, it's useless. I wear protection, and the current cannot enter my body! I can't be electrocuted. But if the people you came with don't leave the electric field, it's not as simple as coma. Oh, I suddenly found that there was another person who had received three or four electric shocks but could not fall down! It's so interesting!"

Of course, Yun Qishen knew Hulu was still insisting, and he knew that he had to hurry up and solve the problem. The crow receiver turned off the electric field. He turned his eyes and flew towards the crow receiver, "Protection? Haha, as long as it is not stuck to you, it will not be able to protect you."

"What else do you want to do?"

The crow receiver watched the long sword flying towards him, and he quickly jumped away and dodged.

"Tell you some other uses of silk thread. It is not just a tool to set traps, nor is it just a tool to pull people. It is also a very excellent weapon!"

Yun Qishen grabbed a thread, and his long knife flew back into his hand in a spiral.

The crow receptionist laughed so hard, "What? Did you use silk thread to control the direction of your knife? Hahaha! It's useless, because I still have this!"

As he said that, the crow took out another button, and Yun Qishen also flew towards the crow's receiver again.

The crow thought that the sword would be sucked away by a magnet not far away, but the sword not only did not suck it away but almost injured him. He opened his eyes wide and was incredible, "What's going on? Why is your sword not sucked away by a magnetic field?"

"Why? It's not made of metal! What's the use of using large iron-sucking stone? But this knife shouldn't be able to blow the force when cutting off the head of your neck!"

Yun Qishen pulled the line again, and the long knife spiraled back to his hand again.

"Okay! You're so awesome!" The crow receiver was about to jump away but found that he was surrounded by silk thread. "When is this... when are you?"

Yun Qishen used a long knife to pull the silk thread, "Hey man, are you surprised? Do you think it's amazing? In fact, this is just my professional counterpart. When you think you are proud to open the magnetic field, I have already laid the silk thread around you. You are quite stupid, or the mask blocks your view? Oh yes, although they are connected to your trap, the wires do not pose any threat to you, right?

But don't worry, these threads are different from your traps. They can be used as knives. My threads will cut your protection and electricity will leak in. In addition, the water you have carefully prepared for us, you can also experience the numbness."

After saying that, Yun Qishen tightened the silk thread around the crow's receptionist.


Chapter completed!