"Save me?" The black pursuer widened his eyes. Although he admitted that he was timid just now, it would be too much for you to say that he was here to save me. Do I want to be faced?

"Hehe, the tone is quite small, so don't blame me for eliminating you together!" As he said that, he took out five spindle-shaped steel pieces from his pocket and said viciously.

The wind slowly blew the boy's hair, and his squinting eyes could not tell whether he was happy or angry. He gently placed his hand on the knife at his waist and quietly looked at the arrogant black pursuer.

A shaking pattern swayed in the hands of the black pursuer, and five steel sheets were ejected like shells, carrying huge kinetic energy.

The boy bowed slightly, held the sheath and the hilt with both hands, put the blade close to his side, and squinted his eyes and looked at his hilt seriously.

Ji Qianming suddenly felt that this scene was a little familiar. Wait, isn’t this SNK’s Ukyo Nakaki’s sword drawing slash?!

An invisible aura emanates from the soles of the boy's feet, and the floating temples are automatically without wind.

"No sword to take, [June]!"

The young young man sang, leaving a afterimage on the spot in an instant. He drew his sword in the light of lightning and fire, and swung a sharp crescent moon. Five unparalleled steel shuttles were lightly cut off by the sword light, and the huge kinetic energy wrapped suddenly dissipated.

Click!

The long blade had already been sheathed, leaving a slight sound.

Drawing the sword, swinging the sword, and retracting the sword, the whole process is like flowing water, and in the blink of an eye, the pursuit's killer move is broken!

"So, so handsome!" Ji Qianming widened his eyes. He didn't even see clearly the movements of drawing the sword and swinging the sword, but his slowly closing the sword posture was really handsome.

"#@#￥%!!" The black pursuer was also stunned and said a slang that no one could understand. Foreigners are so pitiful that they can't even say slap in this case.

His eyes were different when he looked at the boy. If he had just slashed directly at his neck, he would not have time to react, so he would have to land on his head.

"Is ability an acceleration... It's really a tricky ability to cooperate with martial arts." The black pursuer snorted coldly, posing in such a posture, turning around without looking back, and leaving with extreme arrogance.

Just kidding, a sinister and cunning Ji Qianming is enough for him. Another young man who can behead him at any time may really be explained here today.

Well, let them go!

"Cough, thank you." Ji Qianming saw the pursuer swaying and ran away, his mouth twitched slightly, walked to the boy's side, and stretched out a hand.

"My name is Ji Qianming."

The boy narrowed his eyes, raised his lips slightly, and stretched out his hand, "My name is Hanyuhara."

Ji Qianming was slightly stunned. The boy's hands were covered with thick calluses, most of which were traces left when practicing swordsmanship.

Judging from his age as he is, he can have such outstanding sword skills. Even if his ability can speed up his speed, the smooth sword skills can only be obtained through hard practice day after day.

After shaking hands, Hanyuhara crossed his hands into his wide sleeves and said with a smile: "Chanmei, how many tokens do you have?"

Ji Qianming took out two tokens from his pocket and smiled bitterly: "I only got two."

"Chanmei-jun needs to work hard." Hanyuhara took out a string of tokens from her sleeve. It seemed that there were eight or nine, making a jingle sound.

This... a deep sense of frustration came from Ji Qianming's heart. It's not that I can't get it, but I really ran into two of them.

Suddenly, Duanmu Qingyu's words came to his mind again, "In addition to your peach blossoms, but also your own luck, you may be in a bad mood in the future..."

Yes, is this the world of the Non-Chief?

"Chanmei, let's go together next, the tokens we encountered on the road are divided equally." Hanyuhara suggested.

Ji Qianming immediately raised his hands and feet to agree. Hanyuhara's combat power was extremely terrifying. He should be at the same level as the boss and also had a strong thigh. And maybe he could save his fortune from the non-general.

Sure enough, the two of them encountered a token after walking a few steps. After some push, Yuki Chiaki took it.

"Qianmingjun, you see there is one there too."

"Hey, I seem to step on a token."

"Hmm? There is a pack of tokens falling on the ground there. It should be left by the eliminated person. I was lucky today."

Ji Qianming:...

In just over a dozen minutes, Hanyuhara picked up ten tokens. Every time he picked up the token, he would wave at Ji Qianming with a smile. Seeing Ji Qianming suddenly had the urge to draw his sword and commit suicide.

Why?!The gap between people is so big?

By the way, what's going on when you smile at me every time? You're trying to stimulate me on purpose!

Ji Qianming complained wildly in his heart, secretly labeling a man with a black-bellied man on Hanyuhara's image. He smiled on the surface, but his heart was as dark as ink. Sure enough, those who were squinting eyes were all monsters, no matter which aspect...

boom!

An explosion suddenly came from two o'clock, and the figures of the two paused and looked at each other.

"Go? Qianmingjun."

Ji Qianming pondered for two seconds and slowly said, "Go and see, we have two people, even if we can't beat them, we should be able to run."

Hanyu Yuan nodded, and the two of them gently touched the direction of the explosion, but the only one who was really silent was Hanyu Yuan. Whenever Ji Qianmei's feet landed on the ground, they could make a creaking sound.

"How did you walk without sound?" Ji Qianming's sweat came out and he asked in a low voice.

"It's very simple, just practice more." Hanyuhara replied lightly.

The battle sounds were getting closer and closer to the two of them, unlike the silent battle between Ji Qianming and the black pursuers. The battle here was extremely fierce, and this also covered up Ji Qianming's footsteps well.

Looking from behind the tree, the woods in front of you had already been knocked out of a vacuum area. A pursuer in purple clothes was standing calmly on one side, and the other was a bald boy with a fighting spirit and a timid girl.

Both of these are classmates of the same period, and they are both Chinese from the outside.

The bald boy's clothes were already torn and his body was covered in wounds. He shouted loudly and rushed towards the purple-clothed pursuit.

The purple-clothed pursuit rolled his eyes, his expression very reluctant. He hooked his fingers and a rock wall suddenly rose from the soil in front of the bald boy.

"I said you should take a break, too. After rushing for so long, I started to tinnitus when you shouted." Ziyi patted her ears and sighed.

The bald boy's figure did not pause at all. He clenched his fist with his right hand and smashed it hard towards the rock wall.

boom!

The moment his fist hit the wall, a fire light came out from his fist, and the violent explosion directly blew up a big pit in the rock wall.
Chapter completed!