"My name is Kawashima Hayami!"
"Did our Wudang recruit you or provoke you? Since you are here to compete, it must be like a competition. How can you disregard human life?" Song Qingfeng was furious.
Kawashima Satami laughed and said: "I am being polite to him. If I really want his life, I will pierce his chest with a knife, and how will his life be left? I originally thought that you Wudang people Everyone is a great hero, but I didn’t expect him to be nothing more than a piece of shit.”
"You——!" Song Qingfeng was so angry that he was shaking all over after hearing what Kawashima Satami said. "He is just a young Taoist boy and has not started learning martial arts yet."
"Senior Brother, don't argue with people like this. They can only be solved by force!" said a junior brother.
"Yes, stop talking nonsense to him!"
"Teach him a lesson!"
"He is a Japanese ronin. How can he understand our Chinese etiquette?"
"beat him!"
"..."
Ten brothers suddenly surrounded him, holding sharp swords, and trapped Kawashima Satami in the center.
"They say you are a well-known and upright Wudang sect, but it turns out that you can only defeat the few with more. It doesn't matter. I won't be afraid if you all come together!" Kawashima Hayami said.
"Kill!" Ten brothers raised their swords and stabbed.
But he saw Kawashima's speed rising into the air and jumping out of the circle.
Everyone stabbed the air with their swords, turned around and rushed towards Sichuan Island again.
Kawashima Satami stretched out his right hand and quickly drew out his Japanese sword and fought with them.
Kawashima Hayami was one against ten, not losing at all.
After a while, all ten brothers were scratched on their arms or legs by Kawashima Satami.
One by one, they staggered and fell into defeat.
"Wudang and Emei are all losers!" Kawashima Satami said.
"You guys, please step back." Song Qingfeng said, pulled out his long sword and came to Kawashima Sulang.
"You should have played long ago, why use them as a shield?"
"Kawashima Satami, don't be so arrogant, watch your sword!"
Song Qingfeng used a move in Taiyi Xuanmen swordsmanship called "Sword Qi Like a Rainbow"!
The sword edge stabbed Kawashima Satami's left shoulder.
The strength, speed and accuracy of the direction surprised Kawashima Satami.
Kawashima Satami quickly dodged to the right and dodged the sword.
I dodged it, but I was also frightened and my heart was pounding.
"It's interesting to fight like this!" Kawashima Satami didn't dare to be careless. He held the Japanese sword in both hands and stood directly in front, with the blade facing outward.
The Oriental sword sparkled under the sun, catching people's eyes.
Kawashima Satami slowly moved forward and adjusted the position of the blade. He saw the sun's reflection shining on Song Qingfeng's face, which was very dazzling.
Song Qingfeng involuntarily used his left hand to block the light. Kawashima Satami seized the opportunity and jumped forward, slashing Song Qingfeng's head with a knife.
Song Qingfeng's eyes were dazzled by the light of the knife. He vaguely felt a knife coming towards him. He quickly jumped back and jumped more than ten feet away before dodging the knife.
Song Qingfeng was very angry when he saw Kawadao Sulang's despicable methods.
The two men fought together for thirty rounds without a winner.
Seeing that he couldn't win against Song Qingfeng, Kawashima Solami couldn't help but feel a little impatient.
Song Qingfeng used another move "Strike Huashan"! The sword in his hand struck Kawashima Satami's neck from top to bottom.
Kawashima Satami quickly swung the sword in his right hand, and heard a "bang" sound in his ears. The two weapons collided. However, at this moment, Kawashima Satami stretched out his left hand and pulled out another one from his waist. Stab the Japanese sword straight into Song Qingfeng's right rib.
Song Qingfeng never expected that Kawashima Solami would wield a knife with both hands. At this moment, Song Qingfeng couldn't hide even if he wanted to.
He closed his eyes and waited for death.
