Yan Ruyu looked at the man in front of her with a solemn expression.
An aura of danger emanated from this man.
The man looked at Yan Ruyu with a smile and waved to her.
"Beauty, I don't want to take advantage of you. I'll give you three moves. After three moves, I'll take action!"
Yan Ruyu is also a proud and arrogant person. She was defeated by Qin Chuan before because her skills were inferior to others.
But a little Japanese warrior actually spoke nonsense in front of her, which hurt her self-esteem.
As the sweet girl of heaven, she raised her sword and struck without any hesitation.
The blossoming sword flowers appeared again and instantly enveloped Mad Sword Ghost Dance.
However, these are all false moves. The real killing move is a straight thrust hidden in the sword flower.
Ordinary people are confused by the sword flower and cannot see this move at all.
But Mad Sword and Ghost Dance is indeed the leader of the younger generation.
He stood there and let the sword flowers surround him.
It wasn't until Yan Ruyu handed over the sword that the long sword in his hand slashed out.
As soon as she heard a ding, Yan Ruyu felt a terrifying force coming, which instantly shattered her tiger's mouth.
Along with a burst of severe pain, Yan Ruyu's face turned extremely pale, and she could hardly hold the soft sword in her hand.
"It turns out that he only has so much ability. It's really disappointing."
Mad Sword Ghost Dance shook his head, his eyes turning contemptuous.
"Damn it, look at the sword!"
Yan Ruyu was furious, and her strong self-esteem made her endure the pain from her palms and continue to attack.
However, in front of Mad Sword Ghost Wu, Yan Ruyu's moves were useless.
"Hmph, I have long said that Chinese swordsmanship is flashy, and it is indeed true! Woman, use your unique skills quickly, or my patience will run out!"
"hateful!"
Yan Ruyu was angry inside, and her sword strikes were getting faster and faster.
However, in front of Mad Sword Ghost Dance, her swordsmanship was still too fancy.
Finally, Mad Sword Ghost Dance's patience ran out.
"Boring, really boring! Look at me, the first style of Mad Sword, Heavenly Thunder!"
As a sound of thunder appeared in his ears, sword light flashed in front of Yan Ruyu's eyes.
Then there was a snap, and Yan Ruyu's software was split into two pieces.
The terrifying force entered Yan Ruyu's body along the hilt of the sword, causing her to open her mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Then Mad Sword Ghost Dance stepped forward and trampled Yan Ruyu under his feet without showing any pity for her.
"Is this the Chinese swordsmanship? It's so shameful! Our Japanese swordsmanship is the best in the world!"
Yan Ruyu was extremely angry, but she couldn't say a word.
At this time, her internal organs were shaken into a mess, and getting angry will only make the injury more serious.
Are you going to die here?
Yan Ruyu smiled bitterly in her heart, and her consciousness gradually became blurred.
Mad Sword Ghost Wu also raised the sword in his hand, intending to send Yan Ruyu away.
At this moment, Yan Ruyu's body lightened up and she was picked up by someone.
Then a cool feeling entered her body, which restored Yan Ruyu's energy a lot.
Taking a closer look, he saw a burly man appearing in his field of vision.
"Master Qin!"
Qin Chuan nodded and carefully placed Yan Ruyu on the ground.
"I've helped you stop your injuries, just wait for me."
Yan Ruyu felt calm instantly when she saw Qin Chuan appear.
"Be careful, that guy is not simple."
Qin Chuan nodded and grabbed the broken sword on the ground.
"Lend me this."
With that said, Qin Chuan grabbed the broken sword and walked towards Mad Sword Ghost Dance.
Mad Sword Ghost Dance was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed: "Another one is here to die. Who are you? Tell me your name. I, Mad Sword Ghost Dance, will not kill unknown people!"
"You don't need to know my name, because soon you will go to hell and meet your emperor."
"Looking for death, you actually insulted the Emperor!" Mad Sword Ghost Dance is a real militarist, and his body is full of violent factors.
For the emperor, he can die!
What's more, the person who humiliated the emperor was a Chinese.
"You brat, I'm going to cut you into pieces!"
"There's so much nonsense. Did you just say that our Chinese swordsmanship is flashy?"
"Isn't it? Otherwise, look at how your woman was beaten by me."
"Hmph, that's not the real Chinese swordsmanship. I'll let you see the real Chinese swordsmanship now!"
Mad Sword Ghost Wu looked at the broken sword in Qin Chuan's hand.
"Why? Just the broken sword in your hand? It's ridiculous. Come on, I'll give you three moves. Don't say I'm bullying you!"
Qin Chuan shook his head: "You'd better make the move first, otherwise I'm afraid you won't be convinced."
"Haha, what an arrogant boy. If that's the case, don't blame me for being rude!"
With that said, Mad Sword Ghost Dance directly used the first move, Tianlei.
As a thunder sounded, Mad Sword Ghost Dance instantly arrived in front of Qin Chuan.
The sword light was like lightning, wiping directly towards Qin Chuan's neck.
"too slow."
Qin Chuan smiled contemptuously, and with a flick of his finger, Mad Sword Ghost Dance held his own long sword and stepped back without even seeing him make a move.
Crazy Sword Ghost Wu seemed to have seen a ghost, holding Qin Chuan firmly against him, the long sword in his hand had become somewhat bent at some point.
What happened just now? This guy didn't draw his sword, but why could he resist my attack!
Is it magic!
Mad Sword Ghost Dance didn't believe this was true, roared angrily, and actually used his own special move.
"The ninth form of Mad Sword, Ghost Dance!"
As he spoke, Mad Sword Ghost Dance and the long sword in his hand began to spin.
The sound of the wind was like the wailing of thousands of ghosts, and the terrifying sword energy seemed to be able to tear apart the space, heading straight for Qinchuan.
"Is this the swordsmanship of the Japanese country? It doesn't even scratch the surface of the Chinese swordsmanship!"
As he spoke, Qin Chuan waved his hand casually, and the broken sword in his hand flew into the air. In the next second, it shattered into countless fragments, rolled up a small blade storm, and collided with the Mad Sword Ghost Dance.
With a snap, the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling disappeared, and Mad Sword Ghost Dance also stopped. On his chest, a few blood marks gradually became clear. Mad Sword Ghost Dance fell face to face, and there was no more sound.
The Japanese warriors were dumbfounded.
"Master Mad Sword Ghost Dance was defeated!"
"And it's the ninth most powerful form!"
"Who is this guy and why is he so powerful!"
"Wait a minute, this person looks so familiar. I seem to have seen him before somewhere... By the way, he is Qin Chuan, the one with a bounty of two billion US dollars!"
The faces of the Japanese warriors changed drastically, and many of them lost their will to resist and turned around and ran away.
But how could Qin Chuan let them go? With a wave of his hand, the terrifying power sucked them in.
He grabbed one of them and asked, "Where is my sister."
"I have no idea."
puff……
Qin Chuan directly squeezed the other person's throat.
Then grabbed the second one: "Where is my sister."
"I, I won't tell you..."
Phew, kill it again.
The decisive attack scared the remaining Japanese warriors to the point of peeing.
