After Mizuno Sora finished speaking, he used the transformation technique.

Sada Mai looked at the neighbor in front of her in shock and suddenly turned into another person, as if she had used the legendary transformation technique.

His face became vicissitudes, his hair was gray and black, and his figure was thin. He just stood there and felt a restrained feeling of a sharp blade hidden in the scabbard.

The moonlight stretched his thin shadow like a black knife.

…………

"Hey, what's wrong!"

Several monks who had eliminated the illusion looked at the monk lying on the ground in surprise.

"This guy doesn't drink too much, right?"

"If you are..."

A thin figure suddenly fell down above the sky, and the long sword in his hand was brighter than the moonlight.

"Puff!"

The long sword accurately pierced a monk's chest.

Before the others could react, the long sword in Kaori Mizuno's hand quickly passed by, and lights turned into spiders' webs, and everything within three meters around turned into a death penalty area.

A sprinkle of blood gushed out, dyeing the blade red, and splashing on Mizunokong's body.

It was not until Mizuno Sora wiped the sword body with his body that other monks in the courtyard reacted.

"There is an enemy, the enemy will attack!"

"Murdered!"

There was a huge crowd, some people called the police, and some rushed up with swords. This was not a gathering of good men and women. It was clearly a mixture of evil sects and entered the Extreme Organization. The monks who were besieging all had ferocious faces, holding their weapons high and wishing they could tear Mizunok into pieces.

Sada stood on the high roof, his hands pressing together.

Danger!

Nearly ten monks came over with weapons in hand.

But Mizuno on the ground stepped forward, waved his long sword around his waist, and the sword was so fast that a phantom appeared.

"Shake!"

The sword blade collided and made a metal biting sound.

"Puchi, puchi."

At the speed of the sword that was almost at the sight of the phantom, several monks died instantly. As blood and flesh flew across, the knife in Mizuno's hand was also broken into two pieces.

The knife he used was originally taken from monks, but it was just a casual tool he could buy. It was not from famous masters, so it was normal to break it.

"Hey!" A monk who was not affected saw the opportunity, raised his sword and slashed at Mizuno.

Good opportunity, that guy's knife has been broken, how powerful can a swordsman without a sword be!

Sada Mai covered her mouth, her face turned pale. How could she fight against these evil men without a knife? The tears in the corners of her eyes seemed to be unable to help it.

What to do, what to do.

Mizuno Sora shook off the broken sword and walked directly towards the other party.

He raised his left hand, filling chakra, slapped the other party's knife, and clenched his right fist and hit the other party's body hard.

Sada Mai's ear hurts, and Mizuno Sora's punch makes an explosive sound.

No, it was not Mizuno Sora's fist that rubbed the air to produce a sonic boom, but the monk who was hit exploded.

With the abdomen as the center, the monk's body was hit by this punch and grew toward his back, and various organs surged out from the big hole in the back.

"Hu." Mizuno Sora breathed a long sigh.

This was the first time he used the Fist without retracting his strength. It worked very well and it was bloody.

The sound of the explosion alerted the evildoers in the manor, and monks came over with weapons without fear of death.

Picking up the knife on the ground, Mizunokong narrowed his eyes and shuttled through the courtyard. His figure floated like a ghost. Each knife would inevitably hit the enemy, with his head and limbs broken. All angles around him were Mizunokong's kill range, and he could avoid the enemy's killing attack without using his eyes.

In an instant, blood flowed into a river. A villain who struggled to stand up was behind Sora Mizuno, but Mizuno didn't even turn his head back. The knife penetrated from his armpit and passed through the evildoer's eyes.

The other evildoers were all taken away by this killing god, and they were surrounded by the killing god with long swords and wandered around the killing god. The weapons and the numerous people in their hands did not bring them a sense of security. In a trance, they felt that they were surrounded by the other party alone!

Wailing, screaming, hurried footsteps and insects, blood, broken limbs, shaking sword light and a person.

The thin shadow covered the thick blood, and it seemed that the sticky blood rolled into a shadow.

Looking from a high place, the addicted men and women at the party were gradually awakened by screams. The leader on the high platform made restless movements, and the bald host let go of the hand holding the woman's hair.

A little monk ran over from outside the party quickly, nodded and said something with a pale face.

At this time, dozens of sword-holding evildoers gathered in the courtyard. The tips of their swords pointed forward, but no one dared to step forward.

Picking up the long knife, under the focus of dozens of gazes, Mizunokor wiped the blade as if no one was around.

"Squeak~"

The sound of the cloth rubbing against the steel overwhelmed the screams on the ground.

Mizuno's long sword swung, flattened in front of him, and his intimidating aura scared the evildoers around him all retreated.

The legs filled with chakra kicked the ground, and the bricks and stones that had been continuously cracked by the foot, and the human-shaped shells rushed forward.

Mizuno's sword was faster, and the sound of weapons fighting in the left and right frame was constantly shaking. Under the silver moonlight, the sword swung into another moon on the ground.

Sada Mai thought she should cooperate with vomiting now, but the fact is that her nerves are getting more and more excited, and people are born to worship the strong.

Mizunoka turned into a human-shaped beast, and all the enemies blocking the front turned into tomatoes.

Fresh tomatoes that will slurry.

"Bang."

"laugh."

"puff."

The blood was pouring into the sky. It started to rain again in the sky that had just rained yesterday. The scarlet rain poured down, flowing into the gap between bricks and stones, and sprinkling onto the white walls of the courtyard.

In the pool of blood, Mizuno Sora, who had caused a bloody storm, had changed countless knives.

"Tu tu tu tu tu!!"

The monk Matsumura came from the courtyard with his men, and the sound of wooden clogs hitting the ground.

"Bastard, how could someone get in!" Mucun cursed viciously. He didn't even guard the gate tonight's important gathering and was broken into it by someone else.

The monks and wicked men next to them were scolded by the maid village so much that they couldn't raise their heads.

Who is the invader? This idea is circling around Mucun's mind.

Government people? It is impossible. Let’s not talk about how the government people will not bloom from the center so troublesome. They insist that there will be believers in local parliament members, and the government will not attack so disrespectfully.

That is the Jidao Organization? Matsumura's eyes became gloomy, and he held the loans of Zhenghui, and the population trading business were constantly in conflict with the local Jidao Organization in Yamanashi Prefecture. Cutting off people and money was like killing parents. The Jidao Organization came to raid the headquarters.

"You guys, go ahead and see how many people there are!"

"yes."

Several monks with swords shouted and rushed into the courtyard, but they stopped quickly after taking a few steps. Several people were crowded together and their steps were actually swaying and retreating.

Did there be many people coming to the other party?

Makimura’s idea was quick, but it was far less rapid than the sudden sword light!
Chapter completed!