"I am Zhou Yuguo, the general-in-chief of the Tianlong Army in Beihai. I met you and your sister Gong Yihong in Yanjing more than 20 years ago."
"oh."
Gong Yihua said softly, as if letting Zhou Yuguo go, and then turned to look at Antian, Baizhang original shikigami leaf grass Shizuka and Takashima Jiro.
"what about you?"
"I happened to be passing by, just watching the fun, hehe."
An Tian's expression was gloomy and uncertain. He would never take action without understanding the situation clearly.
He felt with his heart that Gong Yihua didn't seem to have a strong martial arts aura, but she had a black-bone skeleton that was comparable to the strength of the God of War, and An Tian didn't dare to underestimate her.
What's more, Gong Yihua is one of the six great martial arts saints in China. Even if he doesn't show his momentum, no one dares to underestimate him now.
Gong Yihua remained expressionless, but turned to look at Weeda Shizuka.
"Are you Japanese devils?"
Gong Yihua said this in a calm tone, without any anger, but her dismissive attitude made Yecao Shizuka and Takashima Jiro look ugly.
‘Hmph! Chinese pig!’
Before Yecao Shizuka could speak, Takashima Jiro stood up.
He held the hilt of the sword in one hand and stared at Gong Yihua with a gloomy face, as if he was about to draw his sword and hack Gong Yihua to death at any moment.
"You, you... come here and beat him to death."
Gong Yihua said and pointed at the other skeleton and Wang Tao. Wang Tao's skeleton froze in disbelief.
However, although he currently has control over the skeleton, he is still a little hesitant to listen to Gong Yihua in name.
Wang Tao was still hesitating, but another skeleton took action without fear of death.
"cut!"
Takashima Jiro knew that a lion used all his strength to fight a rabbit, so he slashed the gray-white skeleton with his sword without hesitation.
Because the Black Bone Skull was so impressive, his sword was completely based on fighting in the same realm.
"Click!"
With a click, Jiro Takashima's sword struck the gray-white skull's head fiercely. His sword split the gray-white skull's head, and then slashed to the ground with unabated force, cutting a long hole in the ground. Shallow ravine.
The gray-white skeleton's head was chopped off with a sword, and the soul fire in its eyes beat unwillingly, and then suddenly went out.
Then the bones of the gray-white skeleton seemed to lose their support in an instant and suddenly fell to the ground.
"Tsk? That's it?"
Takashima Jiro sneered, he really didn't expect this gray-bone skeleton to be so weak.
With these thoughts in mind, he looked at Wang Tao, who was slowly approaching the black skeleton. He thought that this skeleton was more powerful, but it wouldn't be as exaggerated as Zhou Yuguo's performance!
Thinking about how much he looked down on the black skeleton Wang Tao, his expression was full of disdain. He held a sword in his hand and looked at the black skeleton Wang Tao coldly.
Wang Tao saw that his "companion" was so sincere. He originally wanted to disobey the order, but felt that doing so was too abrupt.
After all, he was protecting the master wholeheartedly just now, but the next second he didn't obey orders? This is too small a skull to succeed, and it is shameless and shameless.
Well! Even if you want to have an independent personality, you have to do it step by step.
With this thought in mind, Wang Tao came to Takashima Jiro.
He didn't want to fight Zhou Yuguo before and resisted two of his attacks, but that didn't mean that he really had no means.
Wang Tao started practicing martial arts at the age of five and later switched to ancient martial arts. Wang Tao already had his own insights into the path of martial arts.
He quickly judged the current advantages and disadvantages, and he knew that his black and hard bones were his best advantage.
To be physically strong, you need to fight in close quarters and turn disadvantages into advantages.
The only thing I'm worried about right now is whether my old bones can withstand Takashima Jiro's sword intent.
"It's just a ghost, huh!"
Takashima Jiro killed a skeleton with one sword, and the depression of being bullied by Zhou Yuguo and Antian was swept away. At this moment, he looked proud and wanted to cut Wang Tao into pieces just like he did just now.
"Draw your sword and strike!"
Takashima Jiro held the sword in one hand and suddenly took action. As the sword in his hand slashed towards Wang Tao, a bright silver sword energy suddenly shot out in front of him.
When the sword energy came, Wang Tao did not avoid it. To put it bluntly, this skeleton could only be regarded as his clone. Even if it was chopped into pieces, it had nothing to do with his real body.
But if you can withstand Takashima Jiro's sword intent, it means that once you get close, you will definitely win.
If it cannot withstand the power of the sword, it means that this clone is of little use, and it would not be a pity if it was destroyed.
Wang Tao thought about seeing Liang Yin's sword slashing at his clone's skull. He immediately crossed his arms, the soul fire in his eyes was beating violently, and the blackness of his arms suddenly turned red.
The phenomenon of black bones turning red is another intensification. If all the bones in the body turn red, it is the realm of red bones, and if it is higher than that, it is the legendary golden bone.
"Ding."
The sword struck the crossed arms raised by Wang Tao, and there was a clanking sound of gold and stone clashing.
Wang Tao was just shaken all over, and his body became stable again.
The black bones of this skeleton were harder than he imagined. It would be much easier to transform into a clone in the future.
Hey! This is a good baby!
Wang Tao thought that he was very satisfied with his skeleton.
Taking advantage of Takashima Jiro's surprise, he suddenly moved and was about to rush forward.
The strength of the skeleton clone lies in its extremely hard bones, and close combat is its strength.
"I have underestimated the evil thing like you."
When Takashima Jiro saw Wang Tao resisting the sword, his whole body trembled, and his face suddenly turned ugly.
Just when he was surprised, he saw the black skeleton rushing forward again extremely quickly, and Takashima Jiro gave a sharp shout.
"The way of heaven cuts with one sword!"
The sword god of Baizhanghara Shrine finally used his famous secret skill. It was extremely rare for him to use this secret skill in his life. As a result, he came to Tsukisho Island today. Counting this time, he has used it twice.
Already.
After using his special move, Takashima Jiro was very confident. Even if he used this move against Zhou Yuguo and An Tian, he could temporarily resist it. This time it was just a skeleton, why not chop it into pieces?
Takashima Jiro looked determined. As the energy in his body began to flow, the sword in his hand slashed out from top to bottom. Suddenly, a sword energy attack hit Wang Tao's skeleton clone.
The sword energy was strong and fast, as if it was going to cut the world apart.
Even though Wang Tao is now a skeleton clone, the soul fire in his skull can still sense the ferocious momentum of this sword spirit training.
Ha! What a powerful move.
Wang Tao knew that the critical moment had come. Takashima Jiro, the original sword god of Baizhang, had been famous for a long time, and indeed he was still somewhat capable.
If Wang Tao's true form were here, I'm afraid it would take the fourth form of Xuanhuang Kendo to defeat him.
If you want to kill, you need the fifth form.
But now he is just a skeleton clone that has taken over other people's bones, relying only on the hardness of the black bones.
At this moment, he felt the danger, and the sea of consciousness of his body was churning again, and his spiritual power was madly injected into the skeleton clone.