After the mysterious swordsman killed Tie Toutuo, he dropped his long sword and walked back to the dark corner, as if his face was expressionless.

The blood of the murder just now returned to coldness. He stood motionless, waiting quietly, like a machine.

It's just that no matter how much he lowers his sense of existence, the guests in the audience can't ignore his existence, and all those who look at him are hot in their eyes.

The Manchester forces who lost the game severely smashed the bottle in their hands, venting their anger, but no one dared to throw the bottle at the mysterious swordsman.

"The first battle, the mysterious swordsman, win."

When several staff members rushed into the iron cage to drag Tietou Tuo away, the host, who was also shocked, recovered his calm, squeezed a smile and picked up the microphone and shouted:

"Ladies and gentlemen, in the previous battle, was it exciting? Was it passionate?"

"If you feel that hormones are breaking out, and if you want to change from bicycle to motorcycle, then pick up your chips and prepare for the second bet."

"Nan Yunzi from the East, against our mysterious swordsman."

"In this battle, is it the charming and invincible woman who overcomes strength with her softness, or is the young man who has experienced the first battle wins another battle?"

"Come on, bet, go crazy, tonight, it's a sleepless night, a crazy night."

The host kept rushing into the air with fists, and shouted hysterically: "Please come in, Nan Yunzi!"

In Ye Tianlong's field of vision, a group of Oriental men and women cheered, yelling Nan Yunzi constantly, and then a bell rang.

"Ding Ding!"

Ye Tianlong heard it right away, that ringtone can only make such a moving sound if the pure gold quality collides.

Following the crisp bell, Ye Tianlong looked towards the sound, and saw a graceful woman wrapped in white gauze, walking slowly from the gloomy entrance.

Her step is a bell ringing, and after each bell ringing, her exquisite body will shake gently like the gentlest wave of water.

A scent of orchid like musk also began to flow in the hall.

The red-clothed woman has an exquisite face, a slender figure, a graceful figure, one step and three shakes, very charming, and her twisted waist exudes a mature charm.

Many people slobbered as they watched.

Nan Yunzi walked into the iron cage. She didn't do anything immediately. She just smiled and looked at the mysterious swordsman and said, "Little brother, sister is beautiful?"

The mysterious swordsman did not respond, but looked at her calmly.

"Little brother, in fact, we don't have to face each other, we have a better way to decide the outcome."

Nan Yunzi's beautiful eyes were flowing with intrigue, and he gently approached the mysterious swordsman: "For example, if we linger, whoever gets soft first will lose."

"how about it?"

When she was speaking, she stretched out her hand to untie her windbreaker, and a body in underwear suddenly appeared, like a white jade sculpture.

Countless spectators opened their eyes subconsciously, and their breath became thicker invisibly.

The mysterious swordsman did not respond, still as calm as the level.

"The little brother is indifferent, it seems that the charm of the sister is not enough."

Nan Yunzi snorted slightly aggrieved, and then untied the corset, the upper body suddenly bounced out proudly, irritating everyone's eyes.

The two bells on the body also dangdang landing, very artistic.

Nearly half of the male spectators stood up and craned their necks to watch this scene: "Wow--"

The eyes of the mysterious swordsman also had a wave of instinct...

"Swish—"

It was this wave of fluctuation that made the smiling Nan Yunzi's eyes cold, his hands were wrong, and he grabbed the two axes on the iron cage and flew over.

Then there was another kick with her left foot, and a sword flew over. Finally, she grabbed a katana and slew it towards the mysterious swordsman.

An axe slashed at his ankle, a short sword straight to his waist, a samurai sword in Nan Yunzi's hand, no one knew where to slash.

Another axe was shot at the throat of the mysterious swordsman.

Quick and ruthless.

The mysterious swordsman lost the opportunity to jump and evade, and it seemed that he was unavoidable to take a sword.

At least one sword, maybe two axes and one sword.

"Wow!"

But the mysterious swordsman didn't touch him, and he couldn't jump up, so he sank suddenly.

The mysterious swordsman stepped on the axe that cut his ankle, and flicked the sword towards his waist.

His body has actually sunk, and the axe shot at his throat is naturally slashed.

When the samurai sword held in Nan Yunzi's hand stabbed, the mysterious swordsman's toes had already borrowed force, and his body jumped quickly.

The ultimate move failed, Nan Yunzi's face changed drastically, but he quickly maintained the killing intent, shaking his wrist.

"Wow!"

The katana quietly pierced the mysterious swordsman's heart, quickly and viciously.

The mysterious swordsman stopped in time and jumped sideways to avoid the blow of the opponent.

Nan Yunzi sneered and pulled closer, cutting out the samurai sword again and again, like a violent storm.

For Nan Yunzi, if he seized the first opportunity, don't give up, compress the space of the mysterious swordsman with one blow, and finally kill the opponent.

The mysterious swordsman had no time to evade, brandishing his scabbard to block.

"Dangdangdang!"

The thirteen notes sounded endlessly, swords collided, sparks shot!

"when!"

Swords collided, one step back and one step forward.

All the spectators stopped moving, as if they even forgot to breathe, as if their heart was held by a giant hand.

They stared at everything in the field intently, it was so nervous! It's so exciting!

"when!"

After Nan Yunzi slashed sixteen knives in one breath, he suddenly shouted, and the seventeenth knives had been slashed out without hesitation.

The blood and light reflected the red night sky.

The knife went down, and a blood stain was swept away.

The mysterious swordsman's chest was red, and his flesh and blood flew.

"Wow--"

Seeing that the mysterious swordsman was injured, the audience couldn't stop exclaiming. It seemed that they didn't expect the mysterious swordsman to be injured, and then they all became excited again.

Is Nan Yunzi the terminator of the mysterious swordsman?

Zhuo Tai and Mo Ningran also sat up slightly, apparently the first time they saw the mysterious swordsman injured.

But compared to everyone's worries, Ye Tianlong could see that although the mysterious swordsman was injured, there was no pain on his face.

Instead, there was a trace of relief in his eyes.

Ye Tianlong knew that the injury of the knife was the punishment of the mysterious swordsman for himself, the punishment of being inspired by beauty.

"Nan Yunzi, come on, come on."

The Oriental men and women in the audience laughed, and the laughter seemed to be an instruction.

The successful Nan Yunzi rushed out, her light and delicate body was instantly full of wildness, she rushed forward quickly, and had a sturdy temperament like a broken bamboo.

Aggressive.

The samurai sword in her hand turned into a light!

A river of knives pouring down!

Nan Yunzi's terrifying power was unobstructed at this moment.

"Wow!"

At this moment, the mysterious swordsman suddenly raised his head, the long sword in his hand shook, and the sharp sword light burst out.

"Dangdangdang—"

In a series of crisp sounds, Nan Yunzi's pouring knife light shattered one after another, as if a sharp weapon pierced an ice block, causing her attack to be wiped out.

The mysterious swordsman tore a hole and quickly came to Nan Yunzi.

"impossible!"

Nan Yunzi exclaimed, never expecting that the mysterious swordsman not only broke the attack, but also broke through his defense and killed him.

Her charming and seductive look changed on the spot, and when she turned her katana, she burst out with all her strength to block the mysterious swordsman's blow.

"when……"

The mysterious swordsman's long sword hit the katana, and the blade shattered with a click, then the long sword went unabated and pierced Nan Yunzi's heart.

Splashing blood.

Nan Yunzi didn't shout or struggle, but suddenly, like an empty snakeskin bag, it swayed and fell to the ground.

Blood bleeds from her chest, and the tip of her sword fell into her heart.

Nan Yunzi's eyes were full of suffocation and anger, staring at the mysterious swordsman, the corners of her mouth twitching constantly, full of fear, doubt and unbelief...

She didn't seem to believe it, the mysterious swordsman killed her with such a sword.

Her lips were still moving, and her throat "gurgled". Although she could not speak, everyone knew she was 10,000 unacceptable.

The breath fell a thousand miles away, and the body was full of strength!

After that, she fell to the ground without a sound, her eyes widened and she couldn't squint...

There was a dead silence in the audience, and even breathing felt unnecessary.

Ye Tianlong also jumped his eyelids, staring at the mysterious swordsman and whispering:

"Master Lone Star, Master Lone Star... But who is this person?"