In full view of everyone.

Fujiwara Shunsuke died with his eyes closed.

It was after Kuroda Seiichi warned.

Before giving Kuroda Seiya a little time to react, Kitahara Nanfeng even mocked Kuroda Seiya one by one.

"good!"

Kuroda Seiichi looked at Kitanhara Nanfeng and laughed furiously: "I don't care who you are, I don't care what Milou Kei just now, who are you Qikai Sumiko, you have no choice today! Only death!"

Kitahara Nanfuki stood beside Shunsuke Fujiwara, holding a knife, and smiling when he heard Seiichi Kuroda's words.

He suddenly turned his head slightly, pointed one ear towards Kuroda Seiichi, raised his empty hand, placed it in his ear, and made an "listening" action.

He had a little disdain on his face.

It seemed as if confirming what Seiichi Kuroda said.

It also seemed like he was thinking that Kuroda Chengichi's voice was too small.

Domineering and heart-wrenching.

The mockery is just full.

The entire auditorium.

Although Beiyuan Nanfeng made an listening action.

But it is so quiet that the needle can be heard.

“…”

When I saw this scene, I felt the most deeply that it should be Fujiki Masato and Milou Kei.

Looking at the north plain and south wind.

Masato Fujiki sighed.

Not to mention the people inside the Tianxuan Ministry, even the wild dogs outside are not as good as the one in front of you.

After all, the Kuroda Seiichi in front of him was actually the deputy chief of the Ise Shrine.

It's simply...it's the second Sumiko Qihai.

This is the most appropriate metaphor that Fujiki Masato thought of.

On the other side.

Seeing Kitahara Nanfeng's movements, Seiichi Kuroda took a deep breath, the corners of his lips trembled slightly, his face turned slightly red, and he was obviously extremely angry.

He also thought of Sumiko Nichi.

The woman who dared to provoke Ise Shrine without any reputation, but finally escaped unscrupulously and became the head of the countermeasures section!

She is so arrogant too!

She still relied on that arrogance! She suppressed herself for several years!

but!

"Shinoqihai, rely on luck and become a pure rank. But what are you...?"

Kuroda Seiichi's clothes were inspiring.

The spiritual fluctuations on the body are getting more and more exaggerated.

【Name: Kuroda Seiichi

Strong strength: 5

Agility: 6

Endurance: 6

Spiritual capacity: 60

Lucky: 4

Extraordinary ability: [Destiny]

Special status: None

Authority: None

Comprehensive judgment, rank 64 (bright level)

Ranking: Ranking 215th in Japan. (This ranking only considers extraordinary abilities)]

"Well, I heard it, you ask me what I am."

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at him with insight, then put down his hand in his ear, lifted the knife slightly, and said, "Next time, please give me a little louder voice, especially when I shout for forgiveness."

He said as he was.

Walk forward.

As he took a step.

A thread condensed from spiritual power gradually emerged in the air.

Then more and more, more and more.

Threads, dense threads of spiritual power.

Appearing in mid-air.

One end, wrapped around the left hand of Nanfeng, Beiyuan.

On the other end, there were entangled Kuroda Seiichi and Arimiya Ryoei not far away, and the Hundred-eyed ghost in a cloak beside him.

It seems that everything is under control.

"You just gave me two choices, so I'll give you two choices too... either commit suicide or die."

Kitahara Nanfeng carried a knife and walked step by step towards the direction where Kuroda Zhengichi was.

With the south wind in the north plain.

Ryohei Arimiya and the Hundred-Eyed Ghost beside him both showed a difficult look and began to lean back desperately to fight against the tense threads wrapped around his body.

But Kuroda Seiichi stood firmly.

Although the chest of Beiyuan Nanfengqi was violently fluctuated, he was still rational and made a gesture directly, spitting out the name of the technique: "Golden Seal and Purple Ribbon."

The south wind of Kitahara walked out of the place where the students gathered and stopped almost seven or eight meters away from Kuroda Seiichi.

He raised his left hand and pulled it to himself, then slowly lifted the knife, pressing down the back of the knife down, pressing the dense spiritual threads.

The thread pressed down with the knife back and tightened again.

Then, Beiyuan Nanfeng twisted his right wrist and held the knife, rolled the spiritual power thread onto the blade.

Ayamiya Ryoei and the Hundred-Eyed Ghost beside him were pulled and forced to take a step forward.

Beiyuan Nanfeng slowly retreated his right leg, holding a knife with the spiritual thread, leaned sideways and put it around his waist.

Aimee Ryohei and Baibai's eyes around him took another step forward.

He looked at Kitanhara Nanfeng, for some reason, and suddenly turned his head and shouted at Kuroda Seiichi: "Brother-in-law!"

Kuroda Seiichi stared at the Nanfeng of the Northland.

No head turned back.

In fact, he is a very cautious person.

Before Beiyuan Nanfeng takes action.

He could not be distracted.

"Brother-in-law!"

Ryohei Aiguchi shouted again.

It was also when he shouted out.

Beiyuan Nanfeng made a move.

He pulled the knife out of his waist.

It was the trick that taught Mio Natsume.

Draw the sword.

The spirit attached to the blade poured out.

Half a circle of white light passed along the thread rolled on the blade and instantly came to Kuroda Seiichi's neck.

Kuroda Sei was stunned.

Then he couldn't help but pull the corner of his mouth and laughed out loud.

That's the power?
To be continued...