The World Has Problems

"About [-] percent certainty."

Archer's eyes widened immediately, "Seventy percent... seventy percent you just charged up and cut people? Are you afraid of making mistakes?"

Fei Cun Jianxin glanced at him and said, "So I just chopped off one of his arms. Even if I made a mistake, it's not a big problem to just cut off one arm."

Archer widened his eyes and said, "It's a big problem! It's a big problem! I don't want to cut off my arm! You guys are too cruel, aren't you? And you clearly chopped at his head just now, but he dodged quickly , and only cut off his arm, you drew your sword with the determination to kill him from the beginning, didn’t you?”

Himura Kenshin was silent and looked away, "No, you misunderstood."

Archer's eyebrows trembled, "Then why are you looking at other places? Don't you just show a guilty conscience?"

"..." Fei Cun Jianxin thought for two seconds, put the knife back into its sheath, and said, "There seems to be something moving in front, I'll go over and have a look."

After finishing speaking, this famous man slipped away with his sword in his arms.

Only Archer, who was left in green robe and blond hair, followed behind and pouted, "Fei Village Ba Dao Zhai... the Ba Dao Zhai of this period is really a ruthless fellow."

Amidst Archer's sigh, the two servants continued walking through the ruins.

However, there was no movement in Feicun Jianxin's mouth, and there was nothing in front of him.

The two servants walked for a while, Archer said.

"What the hell is this inherent enchantment... Could it be that your junior dare not come out after losing a hand? Isn't he too weak?"

"He has been unable to come out like this, which is a bit troublesome."

Archer said, "It's been too long. Once the wraith completes its ritual, we will be at a disadvantage. Do you want to force it out?"

Fei Cun Jianxin was silent for a few seconds, and said, "Is there anything you can do?"

Archer smiled, "I thought you had a way."

"...Do you expect a swordsman to know magic?" Himura Kenshin said dumbly.

Archer let out a long sigh, "That's right, it seems that we... huh? Someone is here again?"

Archer showed a vigilant expression for a moment.

At the same moment, Fei Cun Jianxin also looked in the direction of the visitor coldly.

Under the cold moonlight, in the ruins of the abandoned Sword Tomb, a small figure slowly came out of the darkness.

With red hair and a scarred face, a tachi is on his waist, and the clogs under his feet are loud in the dark.

The moment he saw this visitor, Himura Kenshin subconsciously took a step back and clenched the knife tightly.

"Is it my turn..." Himura Kenshin whispered.

Archer laughed when he saw the face of the visitor.

"Yo! Feicun, do you have a brother here?"

Fei Cun Kenshin glanced at him and said, "Isn't it time to tell a bad joke?"

Archer smiled, "It's called good and evil pay off... Hahaha... Saber, it's your headache now."

Himura Kenshin was silent for a few seconds, and silently drew out his sword.

Slowly, he put the knife across his side, stopped in front of Archer, and said.

"Then according to the previous rules, it's time for you to watch the show this time."

Fei Cun Jianxin fixedly stared at the scar-faced boy in front of him, and said, "Look carefully, and do it when it's time to do it."

Ahead, the scar-faced boy who came out of the darkness also slowly drew his sword out of its sheath.

He looked at the two heroic spirits in front of him and said coldly.

"Pretenders... It seems that at least one of you two is a fake."

Archer laughed out loud, "Maybe both are fake! Hahaha..."

Amidst his laughter, Fei Cun Kenshin, who was beside him with a horizontal sword at his side, said.

"Stand back, Archer, and keep an eye on this guy for me. Don't miss this opportunity."

Archer smiled, looked at the scar-faced boy opposite, and said, "How about we do it together? I'm a little worried that if you two guys who are exactly the same get mixed up, I won't be able to recognize who is who."

"...Are you sure I'm real?" Himura Kenshin asked.

Archer smiled, "Seventy percent sure."

"..." Fei Cun Jianxin was silent for a few seconds, then said, "Understood, let's do it together."

Fei Cun Jianxin stared at the scar-faced boy on the opposite side, and said coldly, "You can stare at the hand and slash."

Archer grinned, "Of course I..."

puff--

In the splash of blood, Archer's head flew out.

The smile on his face froze at the moment of death.

The "Himura Kenshin" who had been standing beside him all the time, was in trouble the moment the young man with blond hair and green robe was about to make a move.

The moment when the ultimate mystery of Feitian Yujianliu bloomed in the darkness, it almost froze the limitation of time and space.