When the state's violent machine is launched, nothing is wrong.

This is no joke. The violent machines of China are definitely at the forefront in the world. Especially the elite troops led by Han Chuang used tough measures to push the entire villa, including other places where ninjas were hiding, and all were wiped out.

The gunshots disappeared, and everything was a foregone conclusion. In just under twenty minutes, all the forces of Dari Tenghui in Yindu were pushed down, including three famous Japanese-funded enterprises.

After Han Chuang solved the villa, he drove away immediately. Xiao Yun, Zhuge Xin and others were in the same car as him. They also didn't want to miss a wonderful battle, Jing Lao VS Village Dao Tianzheng.

"Hey, Xiao Feng, where are you?" Han Chuang called Xiao Feng while driving.

"It's here at this lighthouse, it's about to start." Xiao Feng stared at the two people not far away, holding his cell phone and shouting.

"Can they stop starting for the time being? Let's start when we go."

"Or why I'll open a hands-free one, you can discuss it with Village Daotianzheng." Xiao Feng's tone was a bit weird.

"Well, let's go there as fast as possible."

Xiao Feng put away his cell phone and asked Nangong Ji next to him: "Grandpa Nangong, is there a big difference between him and the old guy?"

Nangong Ji shook his head and didn't say anything.

Village Daotian was looking at Mr. Jing, and his heart was shocked. Is he really the one who swept through the martial arts of Japan decades ago? He looked at it carefully and seemed to be in line with that person back then.

"Okay, my grandson is here, we can start." After saying that, Mr. Jing slowly walked towards Village Daotianzheng.

Mr. Jing was filled with powerful pressure, and even Xiao Feng, who was standing next to him, could clearly feel it. He was shocked. What a powerful old guy.

Village Daotianzheng looked sternly, staring at the approaching old Jing, and raised his slender blade: "Decades ago, I didn't respond. That was the only time I retreated in my life. Tonight, I will not retreat again."

"Is that so? Even if you want to retreat, you can't leave." Old Jing shook his head, his steps were still light.

"Three years ago, I practiced the ninth sword, and today I will avenge my previous shame." Village Daotian roared, and his momentum was also rising, and he began to compete with Mr. Jing's pressure.

"Okay." Old Master Jing said the word "good" and exploded in the ears of Daotianzheng in the village like thunder in the night sky. Then he disappeared from the spot.

Xiao Feng was shocked. The speed was so fast. Even now he was less than one-third of the speed, and it was completely difficult to find with his naked eyes.

If you only have fast speed but not defeat your martial arts, you will be invincible.

Village Daotianzheng shouted loudly, and the slender blade scattered a cold light, and the sword light surged more than a meter, protecting the vital points of the whole body.

Xiao Feng's eyes narrowed. He was worthy of being the originator of Yishao. He had such a powerful sword technique. Just this sword light was also an illusion produced by the sword that was so fast that it was extremely fast. As long as it was swept, it would be either dead or injured.

Seeing that Village Daotian was playing with a knife, Xiao Feng suddenly felt that compared to him, Deng Feng was just a child's thing, which was so slow that it was not enough.

‘Bang’, a crisp metal collision sounded, and two figures opened in a skew.

Xiao Feng hurriedly looked at it in his heart and saw a sword appearing in Old Jing's hand, scattering a cold and cold light under the moonlight. What surprised him the most was that the sword was not iron, as thin as a cicada's wings, completely transparent.

"This sword..."

"I finally saw this sword again." Nangong Ji stared at the sword in Old Jing's hand and narrowed his eyes: "The King of the Sword, Seven-Star Sword."

"Seven Stars."

"Yes." Nangong Ji nodded: "There are seven stars on that sword, so it is called the Seven Star Sword."

"A pretty vulgar name." Xiao Feng curled his lips, but he was quite rare in his heart. He was as thin as a cicada's wing, transparent, and it was quite pretentious when he took it out.

Nangong Ji glanced at Xiao Feng: "Volume, Old Man Jing has a lot of antiques. If he chooses those antiques and the Seven-Star Sword, would he choose the latter? Will he believe it?"

“So valuable.”

"Well, but in his eyes, sword is the second life." Nangong Ji nodded: "It doesn't exist or not. If someone changes the dragon pattern dagger with you, will you change it?"

"Of course not." Xiao Feng shook his head without hesitation.

"It seems that Village Daotianzheng is very strong, otherwise Old Man Jing would not have shown the Seven-Star Sword." Nangong Ji stared at the two of them and said slowly.

Xiao Feng stopped talking and stared at him, afraid of missing any wonderful moments. Such a level of duel is rare now.

"You deserve my sword." Old Jing slowly raised the Seven Star Sword, showing his sharpness, pointing at the Seven Stars.

"Today, I will kill you and exalt my martial arts power." After the first attack, Cun Daotian calmed down, feeling that he had the strength to fight. He even doubted whether he had spread the myth of Mrs. Jing that year, so he didn't dare to come out to fight.

"I will kill one of the three major martial arts legends in Japan tonight, and the remaining two will be left for my grandson." After Mr. Jing said that, the Seven-Star Sword shook and a cold light burst into flames, covering the village sword Tianzheng.

"I'm grass." Xiao Feng was frightened. Even he felt a chill from death.

Village Daotian's face changed, and the slender blade also swelled up with a cold light, blocking the Seven Star Sword. At the same time, his body retreated rapidly, and his hands shook, and cold stars covered the vital points of Mr. Jing's body.

"I'll go ahead and your mom's pussy is actually using hidden weapons." Xiao Feng widened his eyes and cursed. This Japanese man is too useless.

Facing the overwhelming hidden weapons, Mr. Jing did not dodge at all. He released a trace of hidden power inside and outside, and even hit all the hidden weapons.

"..." Xiao Feng was stunned. The dark energy could be used like this.

Village Daotian frowned. He also didn't expect that the hidden weapon did not hurt Mr. Jing. The slender blade turned into a knife and slashed it hard with the fifth knife.

"You disappointed me." Old Jing sighed quietly: "Just like back then, your Japanese martial arts disappointed me."

"Kill." Village Daotian rushed forward, and the cold light of the knife continued, and his whole body was blurred. Each knife was mixed with a thousand pounds of force.

Old Jing stood there, and a seven-star sword seemed to turn into ten thousand swords. From time to time, a crisp sound of impact was heard, and then a black shadow burst backed.

"The victory and defeat have been decided." Xiao Feng's eyes narrowed and he looked at Village Daotianzheng carefully.

There were two blood marks on the chest and arms of Cun Daotianzheng, and the wound was not deep, but in his opinion, who had not been injured for many years, this was a great humiliation.

"You are defeated." Old Jing Jianfeng pointed directly at Village Dao Tianzheng.

"I don't."

"A person still needs to be there after the knife is broken?"

"Broken knife." Village Daotianzheng was stunned and looked down at his slender blade.

"I'll go." At this time, Xiao Feng also noticed the sword of the village sword Tianzheng. The blade edge had been cut off. The old guy was so awesome.

"It's over." After Mr. Jing said that, he took the initiative to attack for the second time. The Seven-Star Sword was like a flying light dragon, attacking the village sword Tianzheng.

"No." Village Daotian roared, and he raised the broken slender blade high: "Ninth Sword."

"Pa", the Seven Star Sword cut open the slender blade again, and a blood arrow gushed out, and the village sword Tian flew out and fell to the ground.

A harsh brake sound rang out, and what Han Chuang and others saw was the last scene. The Seven-Star Sword cut open the throat of the village Dao Tianzheng, but there was no trace of blood on the sword.

"This is over." Han Chuang and others were stunned, and there was a peerless battle.

Mr. Jing slowly walked to the front of Village Daotian and bent down: "Actually, you are really weak."

"Gee..." Cun Daotian's body twitched, and the blood hole in his throat made a strange sound. He wanted to say anything, but in the end he couldn't say anything, and his body gradually became cold and he lost his rest.

"Han Chuang, take his body back. Back then, he killed many Chinese people." Old Jing said to Han Chuang who got out of the car.

“Take it back.”

"Well, tell your grandpa, he will deal with it."

"yes."

Mr. Jing held the Seven-Star Sword and walked towards Xiao Feng, looking at him and asked, "What are you getting?"

Xiao Feng stared at the Seven Star Sword and licked his lips: "This sword is awesome."

"..." Old Jing was speechless: "Don't make any idea of ​​it. I sweared back then that the sword is with people."

"Uh, forget it, you'd better keep it." Xiao Feng was startled and quickly gave up his thoughts: "How did you do it when you released your secret force just now and shook the hidden weapon?"

"You are still too weak now. When you reach that step, you will naturally be able to do it." Old Jing said lightly.

"Okay." Xiao Feng nodded. Although the battle just now was short, it made him amazed. He brought himself in, feeling that he should not be able to survive the seventh sword of the village sword Tianzheng.

"Only by knowing the gap can we grow." Old Jing patted Xiao Feng on the shoulder: "Go back."

Xiao Feng nodded and looked at Han Chuang: "It's all done."

"Well, the silver has been done, and as for other areas, it should be almost the same."

"Haha, the Japanese should be in pain this time." Xiao Feng sneered: "Let's go back to sleep."

"You go back first, I will do the follow-up treatment." Han Chuang contacted his subordinates and moved the body of Cun Daotianzheng.

On the way back, Xiao Feng was silent. The situation of Mr. Jing fighting with Village Dao Tianzheng flashed in front of him. He felt that he had caught something, but when he really wanted to think about it, he couldn't catch it anymore.

This is a mysterious feeling. Xiao Feng's expression on his face is changeable, sometimes confused, sometimes smiling, sometimes feeling enlightened...

Seeing Xiao Feng like this, Jing Lao smiled with relief on his face, and he didn't bother him. It depends on his own how much he could feel.

After the car stopped, Xiao Feng also retreated from his thoughts: "I understand."

"I understand something."

"The use of dark energy is actually just a carrier."

Mr. Jing smiled and nodded: "Yes, if you understand this, the road ahead will be much wider."

"Old guy, I'm under a lot of pressure for you to be so strong." Xiao Feng also smiled playfully, "But one day, I will eventually surpass you."

"Hahaha, I'll wait for you to defeat me." Boss Jing laughed.
Chapter completed!