C291 (2/2)

Wuqing immediately understood and said, ”Boss, do you want to help him?”

Hua Qian Xun replied, ”Hold on! Let's just let him play it out. This person is not at the end of his rope yet! ”

Heartless played with a sharp knife and coldly said, ”Just let me go later!”

He knew that for a ninja warrior, Heartless had an indescribable rage. She didn't know why, but maybe it was because of the aftereffects of the second world war, but it was still very clear in her mind.

”Swish!”

A katana cut into Marshal Hong's shoulder, two-thirds of the blade going into his flesh. Marshal Hong stared coldly at the Ninja Warrior before him, his face revealing a terrifying expression.

The Ninja Warrior was stunned. He desperately tried to draw his saber to retreat. Even through the mask, he could still see the frantic expression on the Ninja Knight's face.

”Scared? ”Hmph, go to hell!”

Hong Shuai gripped his Greedy Wolf Blade and slashed upwards.

”Mm …” The Ninja Warrior let out a mournful groan as he flew into the air. Suddenly, the air exploded into two halves. Blood and blood rained down like rain.

The two Ninja Warriors that followed her were stunned, momentarily forgetting to move. However, as the saber Qi flew about, the two absent-minded Ninja Warriors as well as the katana in their hands were chopped into several pieces, like pieces that had been torn apart and scattered on the ground.

With a soft 'chi' sound, Marshal Hong's back was cut once again, revealing a long bloody wound. Fresh blood immediately flowed out.

”Holy sh * t!” Marshal Hong did not even turn around as he ruthlessly sent out a fierce Whirlwind Slash.

Swish!

The Ninja Warrior froze on the spot, and he lowered his head in disbelief. Suddenly, a swirl of blood spurted out from his waist. It was like a sprinkler on a football field.

Ah!” The ninja warrior let out a tragic howl, causing the heaven and earth to tremble. His body suddenly snapped into two pieces at the waist. The upper half of his body flew up into the air with spurting blood, landing in the middle of the crowd. The lower half of his body was still standing there, like a fountain, spurting out fresh blood.

If it was an ordinary mob, Marshal Hong's bloody massacre might have forced them back. However, facing a well-trained Ninja Knight, Marshal Hong's massacre instead aroused the Ninja Warrior's fighting spirit. Seeing their comrade die tragically, these Ninja Warriors did not cower in fear. On the contrary, they charged forward even more bravely than before.

Marshal Hong was the number one valiant general of the Northern Flood Gate. However, under the siege of the trained Ninja Warriors of the Southern Flood Gate, he appeared to be struggling on the left and on the right as time went by. On top of that, Marshal Hong had just been injured by the Three Treasures Spirit Body and his inner force was damaged. After this fight, he was about to run out of energy …

Several bloody wounds instantly appeared on Marshal Hong's body. He used the Greedy Wolf Blade to support his body and knelt on one knee. He was gasping for breath with great difficulty as blood dripped down. This was the first time in his life that he felt that death was so close.

”Hahahaha!” Threepoint once more let out a wild laugh, her face bewitching and sinister. ”Let's see how long you can hold out for!”

Marshal Hong suddenly began to laugh out loud. His laughter was filled with desolation and sorrow for his hero.

”What are you laughing at?” Sanpo asked.

Marshal Hong said, ”I never expected that I, Hong, who had lived in seclusion for nearly five years would lose to a little girl today.”

Marshal Hong lay powerlessly on the ground. His mood was like a dead sea. He saw the bright light of the katana cutting through his vision, so he silently closed his eyes.

After a while, Hong Shuai did not feel the cold blade on his neck. Instead, he felt a warm liquid spraying on his face.

Marshal Hong opened his eyes in confusion. He saw a man with a grave expression standing beside him, a cold light flickering between his fingers. In front of him, a Ninja Warrior held his neck with both hands, blood gushing out from his fingers. His katana fell to the ground, and his throat made a humming sound. He didn't say anything.

In a single exchange, one person fell under the merciless blade.