The Japanese man, who was pierced by the Sanling Army, suddenly contracted his pupils, and his body became soft and he fell to the ground and died.

Other Japanese looked at Zhou Weihua, especially the scary triangular military stent in his hand. They had never seen it. What kind of weapon was it?

That's so powerful?

"What weapon are you using?" asked the Japanese samurai curiously.

"Do you want to know? I won't tell you." Zhou Weihua said with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Baga is on the road, abominable Chinese." The Japanese samurai said angrily.

"You Japanese devils are even more abominable. They not only break into our Chinese territory, but also kill and harm our people. You are the most hateful people. Today I will put you all on the ground to rectify the Dharma." Zhou Weihua responded directly and domineeringly.

"Bagaya Road." The Japanese samurai became even more angry. The guy actually communicated with them in Japanese, and spoke so smoothly that it made them even more ugly.

Several people waved their samurai swords and slashed at Zhou Weihua.

Suddenly, the sword and the shadows were slashed.

The Japanese samurai sword wants Zhou Weihua's life.

But how could Zhou Weihua's life be so easy?

Clang clang!

Zhou Weihua kept waving the military stents to block the enemy, and bursts of shattered sparks were shooting. Chen Xueying, who was standing beside her, was frightened and worried about Zhou Weihua's safety.

But Chen Xueying's worries are a bit redundant.

Because his man is not that simple.

Zhou Weihua instantly burst out with powerful power, like a demon descending on the battlefield. His figure moved as fast as lightning, and the triangular military sting in his hand was constantly swaying.

Puchi!

Puchi!

Puchi!

Blood-red bursts one after another.

The Japanese devils were stabbed by Zhou Weihua and lying on the ground.

Zhou Weihua did not directly kill these people, but stabbed them all, causing them to lose their combat effectiveness.

"Ah" the Japanese wailed in pain.

"Three swords? Is that the same?" Zhou Weihua said with a contemptuous look at the Japanese samurai lying on the ground.

"Bagaya Road." Haruno Ichiro couldn't help but frown and cursed when he saw all the samurai he sent out to fight.

"It's up to you, let me see your real three-sword flow." Zhou Weihua put away the triangular army spear, kicked the Japanese samurai sword on the ground with one foot, and then grabbed it in his hand, with a cold murderous intent on his eyes.

"Bagaya Road!" Haruno Ichiro pulled out the samurai sword. This was the first time that he had suffered such a powerful challenge as an important figure in the Three-Sword Story.

"Let me see how powerful you are." Zhou Weihua said with a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his mouth.

Haruno Ichiro waved his samurai sword to attack Zhou Weihua.

Bang!

Zhou Weihua waved the samurai sword and blocked it directly, and the two blades collided violently, causing fine sparks to emerge.

Haruno Ichiro frowned, thinking that this guy is indeed not simple. He can even use their samurai sword, but will he admit defeat easily?

No!

That's not their Japanese Bushido spirit.

Either die or live.

I will never live in vain.

"Bagaya Road, let's die in the Chinese people!" Haruno Ichiro waved his samurai sword and slashed Zhou Weihua continuously. That was their unique trick of three swords.

Clang clang clang clang clang

The two blades collided violently, and a splash of fine sparks burst out.

Zhou Weihua even retreated continuously, of course, he retreated to avoid Ichiro Haruno's edge.

"Let me see when you hide." Haruno Ichiro forced Zhou Weihua to the corner of the wall, and he had no way to retreat. Let's see how you can resist my three-sword flow?

"Why should I hide?" Zhou Weihua raised a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.

Why hide?

Why does this guy laugh?

And she laughed so sinisterly?

Haruno Ichiro panicked for a moment.

"Then you go and die!" Haruno Ichiro bit his gums and rushed forward with a samurai sword. In fact, his move was already very weak.

Zhou Weihua watched Haruno Ichiro attacking him, and stood there with a very calm expression.

What does Chen Xueying mean when she looked at Wei Hua standing still?

Are your legs weak?

No way?

Chen Xueying could only frown, hoping that Zhou Weihua would not have any trouble, and her little hand was even holding the pistol in her pocket. As long as something was wrong, she would shoot Weihua at any time.

Haruno Ichiro looked at Zhou Weihua standing motionlessly, must have scared his aura, and then stood there to give up the rhythm of resistance.

The cold light flew.

He headed straight for Zhou Weihua.

Then, just as Ichiro Haruno's samurai sword was about to slash Zhou Weihua, the figure in front of him turned into a black lightning and disappeared.

not good!

Haruno Ichiro felt that the situation was not good and wanted to take back his attack.

But it's too late.

A breath of death rushed towards us.

Puchi!

A cold light suddenly slashed down from Haruno Ichiro's head.

In an instant, Haruno Ichiro stopped moving, leaving a bloody path from his head to the bottom.

"You, what kind of sword technique are you using?" Haruno Ichiro asked with a stare at Zhou Weihua.

"No matter what kind of sword technique it is, as long as it can kill you, it is a good sword technique." Zhou Weihua said with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You" Ichiro Haruno's pupils instantly spread, and he fell backwards with a "bang" and died directly.

Haruno Ichiro went to meet the King of Hell.

"Three swords are just like this. You Japanese are so bragging very much. You guys are so arrogant. I'm gonna look at Ichiro Haruno who is lying on the ground and said, "Zhou Weihua said with a spit on his face.

The other Japanese samurai were furious when they saw Ichiro Haruno being killed.

Since you killed their boss, they will use your woman as a burial. Several Japanese soldiers rushed towards Chen Xueying beside them with warriors.

Zhou Weihua frowned, but he didn't expect the Japanese to use this trick.

He was about to burst out his power and rushed towards Xiaoying.

Bang bang bang bang!

In an instant, a burst of gunfire sounded.

One by one, the Japanese were shot and fell down.

The person who shot was Chen Xueying. She held the pistol given by Zhou Weihua before and shot at the Japanese.

But Chen Xueying shot and killed someone for the first time after all, and she was a little panicked and scared, so she could only shoot randomly.

Kick!

More than a dozen bullets were shot all at once.

But there was another Japanese man who failed to hit him and continued to rush towards Chen Xueying with a samurai sword.

"Ah!" Chen Xueying burst out screaming.

Puchi!

The samurai sword exuding cold light instantly pierced the body, and a blood-red splashed.

Bang!

A sound of falling to the ground sounded.

"Xiaoying, it's okay." Zhou Weihua said to Xiaoying, who didn't dare to open her eyes to see what was going on.
Chapter completed!