Bang!!——

Swords and guns roared, and dense gunshots continued to sound amidst the leg-weakening explosions. Dust mist splashed out from the cracks in the ground and surged toward the ceiling like a fountain. A figure escaped from the smoke, with some dust haze around the edges of its limbs.

Get entangled in it.

The tall figure spun in mid-air, and finally rolled twice on the ground in a rather embarrassing manner. It barely managed to penetrate the ground with the weapon on its body, and stopped its backward trend.

"Ha...huchi...ha..."

The sound Yabuki Sakura exhaled from the end was like a broken bellows. She raised her hand to wipe away the scars on the side of her face that were punctured by the fragments of stone slabs, gasping for breath.

Tokyo Tower, Grand Observation Deck.

Most people hear the sound of metal friction in their daily lives in Western restaurants, where knives and forks collide with each other and are close to each other. Just stroking them will make people subconsciously get goosebumps and make them feel uncomfortable.

But at this moment, explosions thousands of times more powerful were heard around the observation tower, as if missiles falling from the sky were raining down, pouring water.

Did the battle start just a few minutes or tens of seconds ago?

There was no sign of the explosion of Kazama Liuli. She was just smiling and posing, but the next moment she suddenly looked as dull as a junior high school student who was patted on the shoulder by her parents from behind as soon as Wu Hei in the Internet cafe cursed.

It was ferocious, and finally turned into the crazy look that Yabuki Sakura and others saw for the first time.

The battle between the two is about to break out.

Ruri Kazama wanted to leave here, but Sakura Yabuki, who understood what this meant, tried her best to stop her.

The long cherry-red sword in the former's hand seemed to be swung wantonly, but it knocked down all the silver weapons that Miss Ying had prepared in mid-air. The dense pure white sword light was like a dragnet, and Miss Ying was about to be beheaded as soon as she met her.

Lower head.

If she hadn't learned orthodox ninjutsu and knew when to set off smoke bombs, she would have been dead long ago.

But now, Yabuki Sakura looked at the rising fog, took a deep breath, stretched out her body, and chanted the dragon text hurriedly.

The mysterious and ancient sound is a mystery that humans cannot understand. The undercurrent moves through the atmosphere, and the remaining silver butterflies begin to circle faster.

The air flow surged, and Yabuki Sakura, who was extremely sensitive to this, opened her eyes in the next moment, and suddenly leaned down regardless of the image, without any hesitation. And where she originally stood, the long black pillar used to add to the landscape had been removed from it.

Cut off.

A beautiful and smooth cut is the best compliment to a master of swordsmanship. The man with long black hair looked at his beloved sword and wore a white and red wide kimono, just like a Maicho singer who was invited to sing.

But at this moment, the singer was stained with blood, her sword was shining, and she walked towards Yabuki Sakura with relaxed and leisurely steps.

"Why make things so troublesome? I clearly made an agreement with Fujimaru-san that as long as you don't stop me, I won't hack you to death."

Kazama Ruri wiped off the blood stains on his face, feeling a little disgusted because it was the enemy's blood.

Yabuki Sakura breathed rapidly, her slender thighs tightened to provide quite a strong explosive force to move, but in the hands of Kazama Ruri, they were as weak as prey on a spider web. This feeling is natural, for ordinary hybrids

The gap with the imperial hybrids is so huge.

When Feng Jian Liuli opened her eyes, the gold in them almost declared the majesty of the Emperor of the World. His face was fair and gentle, like white jade, but stained with scarlet blood, so dazzling.

Yabuki Sakura must lower her head and avoid looking at each other in order to use her word spirit.

But even if the gap between the two is so big, Yabuki Sakura cannot escape.

Ninjas have no idea of ​​​​escape. If they cannot complete their mission, it is their duty to commit suicide.

Death is their eternal destination.

And....

"Really? That's a coincidence." Miss Ying opened her right arm and gently moved her slender white fingers. The airflow in the observation deck began to become disordered.

"Ritsuka told me that if you want to run, I have to stop you."

Da.

This was the first time Kazama Ruri stopped after he started fighting again. He looked at the woman in surprise, with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

That woman...would let her companions take risks to do such a thing?

......

Thoughts flashed through Kazama Ruri's mind, but he suddenly realized with some sadness that it had nothing to do with him. Kazama Ruri couldn't resist the direct order issued by the king. At this moment, he just wanted to kill Genji Heavy Industries and kill those who were still inside.

The owner of the house pulled them off one by one.

Thinking of this, Fengjian Liuli did not hesitate.

He promised Fujimaru Ritsuka because the other party was a strong collaborator, and he insisted on not killing Yabuki Sakura in order to prevent the relationship between the two parties from turning bad, and he did indeed do it.

He and Yabuki Sakura had stayed underground for so long, and if Yabuki Sakura didn't stop him, he would let her go again.

But if she was trying to block the way——

When did Kazama Ruri become compassionate?

He swooped forward without any sign of caution.

He is the emperor, and the emperor never cares about the painstaking preparations of others. They will only crush all traps against themselves with grand madness.

Indeed, although Yabuki Sakura survived the hands of Kazama Ruri, it was only possible with Fujimaru Ritsuka present and attracting all the firepower alone.

At this moment, she was the only one present.

Yabuki Sakura quickly constructed a possible tactical plan in her mind, dancing with the hidden weapon in her hand, while she stepped back.

Kazama Ruri didn't care about this, but ran directly towards Yabuki Sakura. He didn't plan to make an elevator, let alone the two of them who were so nervous that they were fighting for their lives, and ran to make an elevator. How weird this scene would be, if Yabuki entered after he entered

Sakura opened the door and cut the cable to kill him. Wouldn't he just do it to himself?

He wants to go from the outer staircase, and Yabuki Sakura is the only obstacle.

And Yabuki Sakura also knew that she couldn't stop Kazama Ruri like this, but her light blue eyes were still calm. She flew her hands as if writing and splashing ink, and the silvery white storm was directed at both sides of Kazama Ruri.

And go.

A dense net enveloped him, but Fengjian Liuli didn't even lift his sword.

He clearly saw that there was only one gap in this offensive. If it weren't for a hybrid like himself, it would be difficult to break through that small gap with his physical talent.

And he probably just figured out that the hole was a trap deliberately left by Sakura Yabuki, and she would personally guard it, planning to give him a head-on attack.

But he didn't care. Swinging the knife was a waste of time. He just rushed forward like a cheetah hunting, his body almost blurring into a ball of turbid white. All the hidden weapons behind him passed by, and only the light bulb behind him was shattered and fragmented.

It fell and made a crisp sound on the ground.

The entire lookout became dark, Miss Sakura frowned slightly, and her arms naturally drooped, blocking Fengjian Liuli's path.

Her weapons were coated with poison that would be fatal even to hybrids, but Kazama Ruri passed through the flowers without a single leaf touching her body. She had no choice but to take out the dagger she carried and faced her head-on.

Up.

The blade was pushed forward in an attempt to block the long cherry-red sword, but in a hurry, he subconsciously took a left step forward and grabbed Kazama Ruri's wrist with his empty hand!

It was an almost decisive moment, but Yabuki Sakura did it without hesitation.

Because Fujimaru Ritsuka said that her move was necessary.

So——

The knife collided with the knife, but only for a moment.

The grand impact was deafening, with some inaudible cracking sounds hidden in it. Yabuki Sakura flew out almost as soon as she met her, like a kite with a broken string, and visually it looked like a blood-stained rag.
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She couldn't stop her for even a second. Kazama Ruri didn't even react much to her movements. Just the action of swinging the sword. All the weapons in Yabuki Sakura's body combined were unable to withstand the cherry-red alchemy weapon.

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He landed on his side first, and the cracked ground was instantly stained with scarlet, leaving trailing blood stains.

Yabuki Sakura took a look at the stab wound that almost spanned half of her body and the uncontrollable blood. Her face, which was gradually losing color, remained calm, as if nothing could shake her actions, and her eyes were still fixed on Kazama Ruri.

But this time, she didn't rush forward to fight the moth to the flame, which made the man sigh in relief.

There is no need to make the incident troublesome if he can't kill him. With this thought in mind, he stepped on the ground again, suddenly exerted force and dashed towards the safety door of the outer ladder.

But in the next moment——

Rumble, rumble....

Roaring thunder and lightning flashed outside the window, and white pillars connected the sky and the earth, illuminating all corners of the dark observation tower.

Kazama Ruri's eyes suddenly widened. He seemed to see the split space in front of him in a trance, as if his vision was cut open by something extremely thin. The instinct of the emperor-level hybrid made him subconsciously want to stop his current actions.

, only to find that he was running too fast because he was in a hurry and was almost in mid-air at the moment.

To put it simply, he couldn't stop the car.

The man suddenly smacked his tongue loudly, and swung the long knife in his hand upwards like a crescent moon, like a huge thing in the mirror lake breaking out of the mirror, overturning the splashing rocks and slashing the murder weapon in front of him.

——That’s Chengwang’s piano wire.

When?

Kazama Liuli finished thinking in an instant.

The trap just now was a trap to reassure himself, including the last action of Yabuki Sakura in front of him, all of which were a disguise to make him think that there was no trap, and to block his sight so that he could not detect it.
To be continued...