Madam, I like you.

　The speed of the sword was so fast that ordinary people could not dodge it. Ma Tou just raised his chin and took a step back, and his neck was less than one centimeter away from the sword.

　"If the opponent is Xiao Chitong, I can't hold back." Ma Tou said with a smile as he retreated flexibly. He fumbled in his training clothes, took out a few U-shaped weight-bearing iron plates and threw them down. His eyes gradually became cold.

　Swish!

　The horse head swung its hand and threw out a black iron piece the size of a fingernail. Its speed was no less than that of a bullet, and it could easily penetrate a human body.

　boom!

　At the same time, the ground beneath her feet cracked, and her body turned into a cannonball and was ejected, her speed only slightly slower than that of a piece of iron bullet. At the same time, she launched an attack on Chi Tong. Most masters would be unable to focus on one thing while losing sight of the other when faced with a double attack.

　Keng!

　Chi Tong swung his sword and knocked away the iron piece aimed at his body.

　"You no longer have the chance to swing your sword again." A triumphant smile appeared on Ma Tou's lips. He took advantage of the moment when the demon sword Murasame knocked down the iron sheet to move forward, with the red eyes gathered less than a step away. At such a close distance, the weapon became a burden and could not be used flexibly.

　Akado decisively let go of the demon sword Murasame, clenched the attacking fist with both hands, and hit her stomach with her knee. Even without her weapon, Akado was still an assassin elite trained by the empire.

　"So heavy!"

　Akame caught Ma Tou's fist with both hands and felt that her arm strength was only slightly inferior to Brand who was using the imperial weapon [Demon Haunting - Operation Armor].

　"It's a pity that you can't catch me." Ma Tou said with a smile, easily retracted his fist and used his hand to block Chi Tong's knee strike, and slashed at Chi Tong's neck with a hand knife.

　I clearly held it!

　Akame leaned back to avoid the attack. She was very confident in her grip because when using the imperial weapon [One Slash Kill - Murasame], she couldn't let go of the hilt even if she was killed. But why was the horse head able to break free?

　After the two fought for several times, Chitong felt a coolness in the palm of his hand. The liquid was the sweat of the horse head.

　The four Rakshasa ghosts can completely control their bodies. The sweat secreted by the horse head contains fat stored in the body. In this way, no matter how strong Akame's grip is, he cannot exert it.

　Chapter 223 Broken Hand (Additional Update)

　Bang bang bang!

　Using hands as knives and fists as guns, the powerful and explosive energy spread out in all directions. Although it was a close combat, it produced an excellent visual effect.

　Chi Tong was scrambling to resist Ma Tou's attack, the narrow space was now her defense.

　Ma Tou has an absolute advantage in close combat. She majors in boxing, and each of her punches and palms has the power to break stones and split rocks. She can fully control her body, stretch her muscles, dislocate her bones, and attack with her fists from incredible angles.

　The "Snake Art" that Mo Yankong once used to kill the corpse dolls, the attack method of swinging fists at right angles, is now easy for her to use.

　Ma Tou's moves are vicious and strange. Each punch is aimed at the vital points of the human body. If hit by a punch, the body will be severely injured and lose the ability to fight.

　Chi Tong's melee combat ability should not be underestimated. He flexibly took the fatal attack from Ma Tou with his hands, feinted his body, took the punch from Ma Tou and used the force to retreat.

　"You are worthy of being the legendary assassin Chi Tong. If you hadn't betrayed the empire, I would like to be friends with you." After forcing Chi Tong back, Ma Tou stood there with his hands behind his head and said with a smile.

　Next to the horse's head, the demon sword Murasame was stuck in the mud.

　pity--

　Seeing that Matou had no intention of picking up the demon sword Murasame, Akahime felt disappointed. The main reason she gave up the demon sword Murasame was not because of Matou's attack, but because of the trap she set herself.

　Only people with suitable compatibility can use Imperial Equipment. Different Imperial Equipment have completely different usage methods and backlash phenomena. Take the [Two Great Axes - Belwak] as an example. Normal use will not have any reaction. It can also be used as a regular weapon, but it cannot be thrown with a spinning effect.

　Esdeath's imperial weapon [Demon God Appearance - Devil's Essence] gains power by drinking liquid. People who are incompatible with her will basically become crazy after drinking it.

　[One Slash to Kill - Murasame] is a cursed blade. If used by someone who is incompatible with it, the curse will backfire. Both of them are killers. As long as they can kill the other, the means include but are not limited to sneak attacks.

　If the enemy doesn't fall for it, there's no need to keep pinning your hopes on the trap.

　Akame leaned forward and rushed towards the horse's head, his speed increasing suddenly. He forced the horse's head back with three punches and two kicks, and then picked up the demon sword Murasame.

　"Sure enough, there's still hidden strength." Ma Tou chuckled as he hung on the tree branch, throwing out a few iron hidden weapons at a faster speed than before.

　Swah——

　She swung her hand towards Akame, her arm's length increasing dramatically. It even surpassed the attack range of the demon sword Murasame. She swung her hands continuously, turning them into a violent storm that left Akame no chance to breathe.

　In close combat, Ma Tou is at a disadvantage. [One-Hit Kill - Murasame] greatly limits the use of her special physique. In the past, her body could be used as a weapon, but when facing Akame, she has to worry about being injured, even to the extent of breaking the skin.

　So Ma Tou decided not to give Chi Tong any chance to attack.

　Akame retreated step by step, dodging flexibly sideways. When she couldn't avoid it, she used the demon sword Murasame as a shield, patiently waiting for the enemy to reveal a flaw.

　Vertical slash, side chop, horizontal sweep, Akame tried to counterattack with Murasame, but all were blocked by the bare-handed blade.

　With the two of them as the center, the nearby trees were either cut down by Murasame or pierced by the horse head's hands.

　Clang!

　Chi Tong swung his sword twice, but was blocked by the black strap on Ma Tou's wrist.

　"Unfortunately, my gauntlets are tied with special metal plates, which are designed to deal with powerful guys like you who are armed with weapons." Ma Tou blocked the slash with his right hand and at the same time caught the empty space and kicked Chi Tong away, causing him to hit a big tree.

　The taciturn Chi Tong stood up with the help of a tree, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said calmly: "I'm almost used to it."

　"What are you used to?"

　"With your speed and your bizarre attacks, there's absolutely no need for me to be timid. Your attacks were so frequent I almost forgot. I have the absolute advantage in this battle. Hmm... maybe it's because of the audience, but I also want to perform better and get more rewards."

　The horse head said with a smile: "Aiya - saying these words doesn't mean you think you have an absolute victory.

　"Does it count? You're the one who's injured, so don't try to be stubborn, little Akame. Why don't you come back with me? With your strength, if you're willing to serve the minister, you'll definitely have a chance to survive."

　"Injured? You reminded me of something. If he were here, I wouldn't have to worry about my physical condition at all."

　The horse head was not surprised at all. He glanced at the surrounding woods and said calmly, "There are still companions. What a trouble."

　"Don't worry, he won't make a move until the winner is decided."

　Akame held the demon sword Murasame tightly in both hands, holding it across his chest, with a restrained murderous aura, like a lion restraining its breath and accumulating strength before hunting its prey. Wisps of black smoke emerged from the blade of Murasame, and countless dead people murmured.

　The wind stopped and the sound disappeared.

　"Bury."

　The girl's light and pleasant voice broke the tranquility of the forest. Chi Tong's figure disappeared in an instant. When the horse's head reacted, the cold blade with terrifying murderous intent was slashing towards her neck from behind.

　what happened! ?

　The horse's head fell back with a frozen expression, and he dodged narrowly, supporting himself with both hands and kicking backwards to the right.

　No!

　Ma Tou felt a chill. She could indeed kick Akadoshi, but her body would be slashed by the demon sword Murasame. But she couldn't retreat. If she took a step back, all her attacks would be suppressed by Akadoshi.

　"Having your life hanging by a thread, it's really a nostalgic feeling!" Ma Tou grinned, his body remained unchanged, his head leaned forward, he bit the sword of the demon sword Murasame, and kicked Akado in the abdomen with his right leg.

　Even so, Akame did not let go of the imperial weapon because of the heavy blow. She used the power of the horse's head to turn her body around, throwing the horse's head and body away, then took a step forward, and the tip of the sword drew an arc.

　"Oops!"

　Ma Tou used his hand guard to block the attack, but his arm was still scratched by the tip of the knife.

　She retreated repeatedly, and the tadpole-shaped black curse poison spread from the wound. Ma Tou gritted his teeth, swung his hand knife and cut off his left arm to prevent the curse poison from invading his body. After tightening his muscles to stop the bleeding, he fled into the forest.

　She could not be a match for Akame without an arm, and the value of this mission was not more important than the lives of the four Rakshasa ghosts.

　"escaped."

　Chi Tong stood up, frowning as she stared at the direction the horse head had disappeared. She could defeat the horse head, but she couldn't possibly stop the four Rakshasa ghosts who had lived in a secret realm inhabited by dangerous species since childhood.

　The winner was decided, and Mo Yankong walked out of the woods. "Leave the rest to me. How are your injuries?"

　"Not serious."

　Mo Yankong squatted down and lifted up Chi Tong's black sailor suit. He saw purple and blue footprints on her smooth, flat stomach. The blood was still lingering. He reached out and pressed the wound on Chi Tong's stomach. After a few seconds, the footprints disappeared, and Chi Tong's expression softened. "K, thank you."

　It's amazing. Akahime has been receiving high-intensity physical training since childhood, but she doesn't have eight-pack abs... It seems that one of the four Rakshasa ghosts just now is the same.

　Mo Yankong shook off the strange thoughts in his mind, smiled and patted Chi Tong's head as a comfort, then walked towards the direction where the horse head disappeared.

　Chapter 224: Scared to Death

　“The feeling of being watched hasn’t gone away.”

　Ma Tou was moving at high speed through the mountains and forests. Her strong physical fitness gave her extremely high maneuverability. Her right arm, which she had cut off herself to stop the spread of the curse, was no longer bleeding. She controlled her muscles to compress the blood vessels to forcibly stop the bleeding.

　As long as we can escape from this place, there are many ways to restore our broken arm.

　Even though he had been running at full speed for nearly ten minutes, the feeling of being watched still existed, and Ma Tou's uneasiness gradually increased as time went by.

　In a battle, if a killer reveals his presence, he's already halfway defeated. Moreover, she didn't even know the other party's shadow or the means of monitoring her.

　During the fight with Akahimai just now, Akahimai had said that the person wouldn't attack until the outcome was decided. And from Akahimai's few words, one could sense her trust in the person she was talking about.

　The worst thing is that this trust is not based on emotion, but on the ability of the person being spoken of.

　That person's strength is even stronger than Akame, and he has always been in control of the overall situation.

　"Ahh—this was a real mistake. Overconfidence in my own abilities led me to fall headfirst into their trap... Actually, it was a mistake to undertake this mission in the first place. Once I'm under their surveillance, there's no chance of escape."

　"This is the judgment of Akame, who comes from the elite assassination force of the Empire."

　Ma Tou is meticulous. After leaving the battle, he focused his thoughts on judging the situation and deduced all the clues.

　As she thought about it, she stopped in her tracks and her expression gradually became serious.

　The sounds of the forest disappeared...

　There was a breeze, the roar of beasts, the chirping of insects, and everything was quiet. She felt like she had stepped into the entrance of another world. A strange chill spread from the soles of the horse's feet to her back. She shivered, and cold sweat broke out on her back and forehead, soaking her training clothes.

　What's coming...

　She knew this feeling. She had experienced it once when she faced a super dangerous species while practicing in the secret realm. Fortunately, the super dangerous species' target at that time was another practitioner from the Royal Fist Temple, so she escaped by chance.

　She opened her mouth, but her throat seemed to be tightly clamped, and she couldn't speak. Even breathing became difficult.

　The horse's pupils shrank into needles.

　Something was wrong. A heavy, cold breath whistled past her from behind, overwhelming her five senses, and the light in the forest suddenly dimmed.

　The horse heard the sound, the low roar of a wild beast, and it seemed like the cry of thousands of dead souls.

　Roar, the strange sound turned into thousands of undead ghosts rushing towards her body, trying to drag her into hell, and her head was ringing alarm bells frantically!

　No! No! She was now facing an existence a thousand times more terrifying than the super-dangerous one!

　Run away!

　Get away from here!

　Otherwise, she will face a monster more terrifying than death.

　Her thoughts were interrupted and went blank. She looked down and saw that her legs were trembling and her broken arm was bleeding profusely again. Her body, dominated by fear, could not even take a step forward. She had lost control of her body.

　It was like falling into an icy cave, with all the hair on my body standing up, and every muscle, every bone, every cell was screaming...

　"Move, why isn't your body moving!"

　Move! Move!

　His body was crushed by the unknown terror. Ma Tou didn't want to die here, so he bit his tongue hard, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. With the help of the pain stimulation, he took a trembling step forward.

　Ma Tou overcame her fear, and at least her body regained its ability to move.

　She didn't dare look back, but no matter how far she went, the abyss behind her continued to expand as if it was swallowing everything, until all light, matter, spirit, and her body's perception were swallowed by the monster behind her, leaving only despair and fear.

　Ma Tou suddenly felt his body freezing and took a step forward numbly.

　Boom--boom--

　The sound of footsteps, dull footsteps, matched her pace, and the sound was getting closer and closer.

　Her mind and body were on the verge of collapse, and she lost her balance and fell to the ground several times, but she didn't dare give up. If she gave up, she would encounter something more terrifying than death.

　"Ugh...Wow!"

　Ma Tou's stomach twitched and she fell to her knees, retching. She looked up ahead and saw some light in the distance.

　She stubbornly got up. The killer, who had experienced countless life-and-death crises, had tears in her eyes. She could not say anything and could not do anything.

　“No...no...no...”

　In the darkness, a pair of white-gloved hands pressed her head from behind.

　Even through the gloves, she could feel the coldness of his palm. His breath hit her like a cold wind. She breathed heavily, not daring to move. The only sound in the silent atmosphere was the beating of her heart.

　"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Compared to that... Please spare me..." the horse's head murmured tremblingly, its head pinned down so she couldn't turn. Before her, the forest was swallowed by darkness, and countless bright red eyes stared coldly at her from the shadows.

　The bright red eyes, flowing like liquid, were emotionless. There was no joy of a hunter catching his prey, no pity for the prey, and no sense of superiority of the victor. They simply stared at her.

　Cold fingertips stroked her dark skin, and a hand fell from the side of her face to her body, lifting up her white bikini, slowly, slowly passing through her flesh and holding her heart.