Chapter 3: Fighting (This chapter is free)

Yang Tianxing, who was in harmony with the pure love, did not return to the college immediately. He walked around the entire sky with his original memories. The prosperity and beauty wherever he went really made him sigh. Finally, he rushed to the beach, sighed and vented his anger, and shouted out this poem.

The sound of "dingding" is inaudible and is flooded by the tide of the sea, but who is Yang Tianhai? This familiar voice has never escaped his ears and ears. It is the sound of swords colliding.

The sea breeze blows, and the waves rush. In the intersecting of the wind and waves, Yang Tianhai's body is like lightning, faster than the wind, disappearing in the place where he stood just now.

This is a steep terrain with sea rocks. The sea water concaves from the edge, like a bay. However, on this beach that ordinary people cannot reach, a group of people are fighting and swords are all in place, which looks quite good.

Yang Tianxing hid beside the rock and looked at the few people on the field. In the end, the two women attracted his attention. There was no way. Since he practiced the hateful woman, the record of the Defeat Heaven, he could only see women in his eyes, and of course, they were still beautiful women.

There were six people, four men and two women, they were divided into two sides, one man and one woman, and the man was in his thirty years. His eyes were cold and cold. At this moment, he held a three-edged military spear in his hand and waved Huo Shengfeng. His moves were extremely sharp and with the momentum of sweeping across the thousands of troops, blocking the other three men. Although Yang Tianxing disdained his power, the iron-blooded momentum really seemed extraordinary.

The woman is in her early twenties and looks as frost-proud as snow, but her temperament is cold and her expression is like ice that will last for thousands of years. At this moment, she confronts another woman in black and masked, and she is having a lot of fun fighting.

The cool and beautiful woman held a long, narrow sword in her hand, dancing like a spirit snake, and her moves were like rain, which showed a bit of a master's aura. However, the masked woman held a long weapon, like a sword but not a sword, like a sword but not a sword. From the original owner's memory, Yang Tianxing knew that it was the Japanese sword of the little Japanese.

When Yang Tianxing thinks of this race, he becomes a little angry. He is of the same origin of blood, but such changes have occurred over the past three thousand years, killing each other. However, the mother and nine sons are different. The despicable character has been integrated into the bone marrow of this race, so it is difficult for them to repent.

With his vision as a strong man who has entered the path of immortality, the level of fighting in front of him is too low. If it were in the past, he would not have much interest. However, three thousand years later, the world and man had experienced three great disasters, and there was no stronger power in the world. Otherwise, why would he not find the aura that made him move in this area?

Relatively speaking, the men and women in front of them are really strong.

The four people were not weak, but four to two made the two gradually reveal their signs of defeat. The man holding the army screamed: "Axue, retreat quickly, I will block them."

It turned out that this cold and beautiful woman holding a soft sword was named Aoxue, and she was indeed as her name was.

"Stand for half an hour, the captain will arrive soon."

"Half an hour? I won't give you this opportunity." As soon as Ao Xue's words came out, one of the three men who besieged the men smiled gloomy and shouted: "Ghost Fire on All the Ways!"

The three men, together with the masked woman, suddenly changed their figure and formed a siege. Four long swords flashed with charming light, reflecting the evil eyes exposed on their masked faces, and the meaning of killing became stronger.

The men and women are proud of each other, and they are concentrating on each other.

"Pojun, your Tianwei kills me twenty-six ninjas. Today, I will ask you to repay this hatred with blood. One day, my head of the Yagyu family will use the blood of all your Tianwei to sacrifice the rising sun banner of my empire."

"That's shameless. Those ninjas dare to spy on me, no matter how dead they are, what's the fear of Liu Shengcang? Twenty years ago, they were beaten to flee in a panic. Twenty years later, he still can't escape this fate."

The man from Pojun was bold and bold. The military spear in his hand swung a sword flower and said viciously: "Today, even if I die, I will leave you four cherry blossom evil spirits to let you know how fanatic the blood of the descendants of Yan and Huang is."

"Ba Ge, Huo Burn..." As the angry leader shouted, the swords in the hands of three men and one woman turned into strange trajectories. The four of them cooperated to form a sword formation, which was indeed extraordinary.

Two "chi" sounds, two long swords were bleeding. Pojun and Aoxue's arms were left with a mark on their arms, and their clothes were dyed red, but the two seemed to have not noticed it. They stared at the four people, their eyes were motionless, and they held a stab and a sword in their hands, without fear.

The Four Sakura Evils are the strongest warriors of the Yagyu family. This time, the Southern Scientific Research has made the most important breakthrough. The Four Sakura Evils are sent to seize this result. At this moment, all the information is placed on the four people, so even though they know they are defeated, Pojun and Aoxue will not retreat at all.

As the guardians of the sky, this is their responsibility.

Because once the four people escaped, the country's ten years of hard work would be used to make wedding dresses for others.

But the signal has been sent, it depends on when the captain can arrive. Only the captain can deal with the Four Sakura Evils.

Of course, the Four Sakura Evils are not fools. The ship has been arranged in such a place that ordinary people cannot reach, but unexpectedly, they are still tracked by Pojun and Aoxue. At this moment, they are killing and do not give the two a chance to breathe. The four Evils are together, and the pressure is doubled.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them had increased their injuries again, their blood overflowed, and their physical strength decreased significantly, and their steps began to float unsteadily. Po Jun held the military spear, and the blood fell with the military spear, drop by drop, but the momentum on his body increased, and his fighting spirit became stronger.

Ao Xuexiang was sweating profusely, blood oozing from the corners of her mouth, and her beautiful eyes were cold, but she was unmoved. She just insisted on protecting the oath she made to join the Tianwei station that day and never retreated.

"Soul Chasing..." Time was tight, and the killing broke out. Boss Sakura knew that there was not much time left. Seeing the two of them retreating physically, they knew that the outcome was just in this moment. He shouted loudly and raised the sharp butcher knife first.

"Chasing your mother!"

The eldest son of Sakura stretched out his body, but was forced back by this slight shout. He stepped back six steps unsteadily and stopped his body. When he turned around, he saw a young man walking over, as casually as if he was strolling in the garden.

Of course he is Yang Tianxing. Po Jun said it well, the Yan Emperor lineage was originally his own people.

"Ba Ge!" Sakura Lao Da didn't even think about it. The sword in his hand had already been cut out. A splash of swords came in awe. He was disturbed by this hateful boy. He was worried that he could break this person's body. He attacked with one knife and sweared to break Yang Tianxing in the waist.

"Be careful!" Ao Xue, who had always been quite indifferent, was shocked. As a guard, her death was a responsibility, but it was her obligation to protect the country and the people. Without even thinking about it, she forcibly breaking through the defense of the three people. The soft sword in her hand had already faced the blood-devouring sword.

The violent long sword swore to take lives. How could Aoxue, who was exhausted, be able to withstand it? The sword crossed the soft sword and made a jingle sound, and came towards Aoxue's body. However, he did not expect that Aoxue would not retreat but advance, and he really had to use his body to block the blade and protect Yang Tianxing's safety behind it.

"Aoxue!" Po Jun shouted in shock, and the army spear in his hand drew a sharper cold light, but it could not change Aoxue's fate.

One hand held Aoxue's waist, and the other hand quietly entered, passing through Aoxue's armpits, and the knife light flashed. The two fingers of the hand had already clamped the blade, only one inch away, but it was hard to get in at all.

"I'll give you a kick when I see the old man."

This kick seemed like a meteor, floating unsteadily. The cherry blossom boss was already very alert, but he did not dodge. His foot was in the chest and his body flew backwards. Blood burst out from the air. As soon as he landed on the ground, the sound of "pa" sounded, and Yang Tianxing felt a little embarrassed. As if in the hospital, this habitual kick sealed the guy's eight strange tendons and eight veins, and his body was out of control. At this moment, the feces and urine flowed everywhere, and the smell was so strong.

The other two men and one woman were shocked, and one man shouted, "Who are you?"

"I am your ancestor. You guys who don't even recognize your ancestors will all kneel down for me."

"Bake, go!"

He fucking thought they would rush up, but he didn't expect that these three guys would turn around and scatter and run away when they saw the boss being thrown away.

"Stop them." The fragrance in the arms was pushed away before they could enjoy it, and there was a pleading look on the woman's face.
Chapter completed!