Chapter 1268: : Killing and Shadow

A chopper slaying a dragon?
This sounded a bit crazy, but as the monk's attacks became more and more violent, and when he became more and more mad, Ling Chi also slowly realized the strength of the monk. I have to say that this kitchen knife is used so well. , Every knife shot can be described as wonderful.
Moreover, while the monk was swinging the kitchen knife, Ling Chi clearly felt his hand holding Onmyoji's magic arts.
This is an onmyoji.
Is this the Onmyoji of Kiyoshi Shrine?
Originally, Ling Chi thought that after Chiba Masao’s matter was completely resolved, all the troubles would be gone, but now it seems that the matter has not been completely resolved, let alone complete.
After the monk cut Ling Chi a dozen times in a row, Ling Chi was able to avoid almost every one, and he was not damaged.
Ling Chi thought that at this monk's age, he would be discouraged after an attack, but who would think that his attack became more and more violent. With one slash and one violent attack, Ling Chi gradually became surprised.
He has met masters who use knives, and the knives in the hands of those who use knives can make all kinds of tricks, but compared with the monk in front of him, there is a difference between them.
Although the monk's hand was only a kitchen knife, it was so delicate to use.
Even Ling Chi could feel the kitchen knife in the monk's hand carrying a strange aura, just like his own snow-drinking knife. The knife had its own breath.
Of course, Ling Chi’s snow-drinking knife is because the knife itself has its own breath, but the kitchen knife in the monk’s hand is not because the knife itself has the breath, but because the monk uses this knife to generate a breath. The knife smelled a little bit anxious, like... it was carrying a thunder and lightning.
"Xiaodie, go to one side first."
When Ling Chi saw the monk's sword technique, he had already sacrificed the snow-drinking knife. When the snow-drinking knife appeared, the air cooled down and formed a bit of flying snow. Qianye Die didn't think much about it right now, and obediently walked aside.
"Are you Tang Xuedao?"
When the monk saw the knife in Ling Chi's hand, he paused and stopped attacking. Ling Chi was also stunned, Tang Xuedao? What the hell?
The monk then said: "Tang Xuedao is the name of our island country people, and Chinese people call it Xuexuedao."
Ling Chi Khanran, this knife obviously has the word "Drinking Snow". These islanders were greatly influenced by the Tang Dynasty, so call it Tang Xuedao?
At the moment Ling Chi curled his lips and said, "No matter what knife I have, it is not comparable to the chopper in your hand. You'd better change a weapon, otherwise, don't say I bully you."
The monk is a proud monk.
Ling Chi originally thought that the monk did not put himself in his eyes, and might still insist on using a kitchen knife to fight against him, but who would think the monk nodded seriously and said: "You can have a famous knife like Tang Xuedao, which proves that you are not the same. Simple people, if that's the case, then I'll change a knife."
Then, the monk drew a broken knife from his back, and said, "The name of this knife is as I am, it's called Killing."
"You are also called killing?" Ling Chi asked.
"Yes, I also have a partner whose name is Ying. We are very powerful masters in Kiyoshi Shrine, but we are not Onmyojis."
"Oh?"
Ling Chi frowned. Originally, he thought he felt the breath of an onmyoji in the opponent, but he didn't expect that this guy was not an onmyoji, so what exactly were their identities.
"Huh~~"
Just when Ling Chi was so curious, the killing knife in the hands of the killing monk turned in his hand, but the sound of his turning killing knife was a little weird, as if it was not a knife in his hand. It's like a flame.
When the knife in his hand spins faster and faster, finally a flame is really formed. The flame spins and condenses, and it becomes a huge fireball.
"Roar~~"
The killing monk let out a roar, his body leaped up, the killing knife in his hand slashed towards Ling Chi, "Ding Ding..." The dense voice came down, and the snow-drinking knife in Ling Chi's hand and the monk's killing knife touched each other. , One fire and one snow, one hot and one cold, all kinds of strange fireworks burst out under the collision.
"what!"
After a while, Ling Chi played a trick, dragged a knife, and the blade cut a hole in the abdomen of the killing monk. If he scored a few more points, the end of the killing monk would simply be a stomachache.
"You, how can you use such a trick to hurt people?" The killing monk pointed at Ling Chi, his face blushing.
Ling Chi curled his lips and said, "Since you know that the knife in my hand is called a snow-drinking knife in China, this proves that you should also understand China's culture. Do you know China's thirty-six strategies? Do you know that soldiers are not tired of deceiving? ?"
"I know."
The killing monk sneered, "Then you should also know what screaming is?" As he said, the killing monk looked in the direction of Qianye Butterfly, with a cold smile on his mouth.
"Ok?"
Ling Chi was shocked, but when he turned his head to look, he found that a shadow on the ground was actually moving in the direction of Qianye Butterfly.
not good!
Ling Chi exclaimed in his heart and turned to rescue. At this time, the killing monk took the opportunity to swing his knife and slashed at Ling Chi's body. With a "ding", the killing knife was blocked by Ling Chidu's arm.
Doesn’t that mean the man’s arm is a car?
But this knife was stunned to the killing monk. The killing knife in his hand slashed Ling Chi's arm without causing any damage. Even if Ling Chi's hand was not cut off directly with this knife, it would be fine. The monk wanted to vomit blood, but this knife could not cut a hole in Ling Chi's arm.
This guy is still not made of copper and iron?
The next moment, Ling Chi threw the snow-drinking knife in his hand directly, and stung it on the stone slab on the ground.
"what!"
Accompanied by a scream, the shadow began to bulge out slowly, and then a man in black walked out of the shadow just like that. This is the partner that the killing monk said-shadow.
The snow-drinking knife thrown by Ling Chi directly hit Ying's arm, and immediately left half of his arm on the ground, Ying clutching his arm, watching Ling Chi's eyes full of killing intent, "Baga , Kill, kill him for me."
But the killing monk did not do anything, he was still shocked by the fact that Ling Chi hadn't received any injuries just now.
Ling Chi sneered at Ying, "Your name is not in proportion to your ability, shouldn't you be invisible and invisible? With this knife, your arm will be broken, so stop calling Ying in the future, five-finger girl."
"What five-finger girl?" Ying shook his face.
Ling Chi smiled and said, "From now on, you will only have one hand and five fingers when you want to yourself. So, isn't it suitable for you to call Wuzhi girl?"
"you……"