"It's now!"
[Spiritual Skill·Qingxuan Breaks the Way! 】
Yang Mingyu aimed at the opportunity, the green light flashed from the tip of the gun, he walked up and down, and shot straight at Fuma Kotaro like a sharp arrow.
"What!?"
Feng Mo Kotaro didn't expect that Yang Mingyu's timing was so accurate. It was too late to dodge, so he could only cross his arms in front of his chest in a defensive posture to resist.
The soul spirit Fuma Kotaro on the side saw this and wanted to step forward to stop him, but was thrown away by Yang Wenguang, who was even faster.
"roll!"
"boom!!!"
Yang Mingyu's blow successfully hit Feng Mo Kotaro and knocked him away hard.
"Huh? No!?"
I saw that the direction in which Fuma Kotaro was sent flying was exactly where the motionless Liu Kuizhi was.
"Hey, brat, thank you for giving me a ride!"
Fuma Kotaro, who still had blood at the corner of his mouth, smiled proudly. Although he suffered some internal injuries from the blow just now, it also allowed him to use that momentum to get closer to Liu Kui. As long as he could push Liu Kui If you take it away, the purpose of this trip will be achieved, so there is nothing to worry about if you get hurt.
"Jie, Jie, Jie, Liu Kui, you are mine!"
Feng Mo Kotaro smiled ferociously, spread his limbs and threw himself at Liu Kui.
Unexpectedly, the body of Liu Kui, who had been motionless, spun again in his eyes, and then turned into a bloody tiger and turned over to pounce on Feng Mo Kotaro.
"Well!"
With a cry of astonishment, Liu Kui grabbed Feng Mo Kotaro with one claw.
After all, he was a strong man in the third middle realm, and his reaction speed was definitely not comparable to that of the puppet-like Blood Flame Liu Kui. He immediately swung his claw in the air in an attempt to knock Liu Kui out.
[Wind Demon Technique·Shadow Wave Claw! 】
"boom!!!"
The two claws struck each other, full of passion. With a roar, Feng Mo Kotaro flew backwards. Looking at the bloody flame Liu Kui in front of him, it shattered like a bubble.
"What, is this fake!? You bitch, you are kidding me!!!"
Seeing that Liu Kui, who was about to succeed despite being injured, turned out to be just a blood shadow clone, Fuma Kotaro was filled with anger, and his narrow eyes looked ferociously at Yang Lan who was fighting against the ten guards of Yagyu in the distance.
"Haha, who am I to blame? I originally wanted to save this move for the ten guards of Yagyu, but I didn't expect that this brat like Mingyu took advantage of him."
Yang Lan glanced at Feng Mo Kotaro, with a face that didn't care about the other person's insults. What do you have to care about a dead man?
[Spiritual skill·Green dragon offers its claws! 】
"Um!?"
Suddenly, the angry Fuma Kotaro felt a fatal crisis coming from behind. He quickly turned around and saw the sharp claws of a huge green dragon.
The sharp claws had a metallic sheen, and as expected, they clawed through Fuma Kotaro's chest from the back. It was really a spear projected by Yang Wenguang.
"No!!!!!"
The spirit Fuma Kotaro in the distance saw his master being pierced in the chest by a flying bullet. He was horrified and rushed towards the master who had been seriously injured and fell to the ground without thinking about his own safety.
"Oh, it's not over yet, let's stay and watch the show!"
Yang Wenguang took the opportunity to kick his knees forward. Unexpectedly, Soul Fuma Kotaro was forced to kneel on the ground. Yang Wenguang was unyielding, and continued to move forward to suppress his arms behind his back. As soon as he pressed forward, the soul Fuma Kotaro was controlled by Yang Wenguang's lock technique and lay on the ground, unable to move at all.
"snort!"
[Spiritual skill: Green dragon strikes the ground! 】
Yang Mingyu once again walked up and down, flew into the air, aimed at Fuma Kotaro, and blasted him with the force of an upside down golden bell.
"boom!"
As soon as the blow fell, Fuma Kotaro's head was shot like a watermelon. The leader of the Fuma Party in the island nation, Fuma Kotaro, died!
"Hu~~~Hu~~~Hu..."
A series of battles greatly depleted Yang Mingyu's physical and spiritual energy. Fortunately, the battle was over, otherwise he would not be able to hold on anymore.
Although he was very unwilling, the soul of Fuma Kotaro also floated to Fuma Kotaro's body because of his master's death, and returned to his Horcrux.
Yang Mingyu followed it and saw that it was the sharp-clawed glove on Fuma Kotaro's left hand.
"So the Horcrux is here!"
Yang Mingyu walked forward slowly. He had gained a lot from this trip. Horcruxes containing souls could be exchanged for a lot of points in the Spirit Master Management Bureau. Although this soul was rubbish, its size was that of a strong person in the Third Realm. , you should be able to get a good baby in exchange.
“Boss!!!!!”
"Damn it, the boss was killed just like that, what should we do?"
Seeing their leader being killed by a brat like this, the remaining ninjas in the Fuuma party suddenly became helpless, and many of them had the intention of quitting.
"Don't panic, that kid just went through such a fierce battle, and he must be dead now. Don't forget, we still have Lord Yagyu, we haven't lost yet. As long as we bring Liu Kui back to Lord Hojo, Lord Hojo will definitely He who forgives us will even reward us.”
The ninja who looked like a squad leader had to speak out to stabilize the morale of the army.
Alas, it's really sad. Once a person gets used to being a dog, he can only be a dog for the rest of his life, and the only thought in his mind is how to be someone else's dog.
How can you get ahead if you just keep being a dog?
Fuma Kotaro wanted to understand this, but it's a pity that he is dead now, and the fate of their Fuma clan has been determined, let's just be dogs!
Oh, sorry, I just made a slip of the tongue. They are not human beings, they are just garbage and pleasure.
"Yes, yes, the captain is right!"
After listening to his words, all the Fuma ninjas regained their composure and continued to attack the remaining seven "Liu Kui".
The squad leader turned his head to look at the ten guards of Yagyu with eyes full of hope.
"Oh, it's useless to place your hopes on others. If you rely on mountains and mountains, you can't rely on water and water, and people are even more unreliable!"
Hearing the words of the Fuma ninjas in the distance, Yang Mingyu chuckled and turned his attention to Yang Lan's battle.
After the Ten Guardsmen Yagyu and his soul were both knocked down, they were indeed severely injured as Yang Lan imagined, but they did not lose their combat effectiveness.
The dust dispersed, revealing the Yagyu Ju guard half-kneeling on the ground holding a knife. The soul behind him had disappeared.
"Ahem, Miss Yang, I really underestimated you. Your strength is really incomparable. There is a saying in your country that young people are to be feared, but I am really right!"
"Oh, it's true. The strength of geniuses like us is unimaginable by mediocre people like you. No wonder you were tortured by all the major sects in our country twenty years ago. It turns out that your strength is so bad!"
Yang Lan deliberately used words to stimulate him, but unexpectedly, the ten guards of Yagyu stood up and sat cross-legged, placing the Yagyu family's inherited sword "Tengu Sword" across their legs, their faces so calm.
Yang Lan was really confused by his operation.
"When I was born, my mother read sword manuals to me. I started practicing swordsmanship when I was three years old. I have been practicing swordsmanship for more than fifty-nine years. My father told me since I was a child that I am the most talented member of the Yagyu family in the past century. I am a genius at practicing swordsmanship, so I have been inspired to carry forward my Yagyu swordsmanship since I was a child, making my Yagyu family the first family in my Japanese Empire."
At this time, the ten guards of Yagyu who were in a calm state actually spoke with a much weaker accent in Ganguo.
Listening to the other person's words that seemed to be his last words, Yang Lan looked at him seriously, and then softly uttered a sentence.
"Actually, your father lied to you. Your father picked you up from the trash can. You are not a great swordsman genius. You are just a little trash."
Yang Lan didn't expect that the ten guards of Yagyu could be so tolerant. Even after she said this, she could still sit still.
Guardsman Yagyu smiled softly and didn't care about Yang Lan's words. Of course he knew that the other party was trying to anger him, or he actually acquiesced in his words. He was really not his father's biological child... Oh, no, maybe he himself He also knew that he was not the one-of-a-kind swordsman genius his father said he was.
"The environment determines one's vision. Your island country is just a tiny place, so what kind of talented people can you produce? Your so-called famous generals from the Warring States Period in our country are nothing more than ruffians fighting in the village. How can you compare them to them?"
Seeing that the provoking method was useless, Yang Lan stopped saying anything to irritate the other party. He just wanted to see if he could come up with something.
"You are right. After I visited the Qian Kingdom twenty years ago, I have realized this deeply. Our Empire of Japan may never be able to catch up with your Qian Kingdom in terms of swordsmanship."
When he said this, a wave of emotion finally appeared on the face of the guard Yagyu Ten, as if he was recalling the trip to Qianguo twenty years ago. A flash of fear flashed in his eyes, followed by a deep sense of powerlessness and despair. .
"It's good for you, a small island country, to know."
"However, I, the Ten Guardsmen of Yagyu, will use my old body today to fight for the kendo descendants of my Empire of Japan, and defeat you, the soul-soothing envoy of Kankoku, with my kendo of Yagyu!"
Suddenly, the tone of the ten guards of Yagyu changed, and a huge black tengu suddenly appeared behind them.
"Hey, if you use the big one to bully the small ones, just use the big ones to bully the small ones. What nonsense are you talking about!"
Yang Lan was very disdainful of the nonsense of the ten guards of Yagyu. He held the knife in his right hand and dropped it to the ground. Together with Mu Guiying, who was five meters tall behind him, he walked towards the ten guards of Yagyu on the opposite side. The heavy Yanyue knife dragged a deep scratch on the ground. mark.
"Mu Guiying!"
"exist!"
"Let me kill this old dog!"
"I will obey my lord's orders!"
Looking at Yang Lan and Mu Guiying who were approaching him fiercely, Guardsman Yagyu stood up slowly, holding the scabbard with his left hand and placing it on his waist. His right hand gently rested on the handle of the knife. The big sword above him The Tengu also looked ready to go.
When the distance between the two was less than ten meters, a golden light flashed in the eyes of the ten guards of Yagyu.
[The Secret of Yagyu Ittoryu: The Great Tengu Slash! 】
Along with his sword came the eight-meter-tall big tengu behind him.
