Few people can remember that before Xiao Chuanghuai became the commander of the army, he had a famous nickname: Lone Ying. He was the most cold-blooded and ruthless killer on the northern battlefield. The most powerful thing about Xiao Chuanghuai was never a head-on confrontation with the enemy.
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Nowadays, fierce tigers have entered the mountains and forests, and the god of murder has returned to the battlefield.
Ruoda's island seemed to have become quiet the moment Xiao Chuanqi left. Ye Feng counted silently in his heart. Every time he counted silently, one less pirate aura dispersed around him. That speed was extremely fast.
He is really a lonely figure on the battlefield, a cold and murderous god!
Ye Feng flashed and walked towards the woods in the southeast corner. He also had his own things to do. If he didn't destroy the Ronin Guild, the purpose of this trip would be a failure.
"Jun Shuiyuan, who hurt you like this?"
Inside the cabin, the extremely embarrassed Shuiyuan Longzhi was leaning on the wooden door. In front of him were several ronin wearing samurai uniforms, each with their hair tied up in a ponytail.
There were four people in total. To the north of the table, there was only one futon. Sitting on the futon was an old man with his eyes closed and meditating. The old man was dressed in a white warrior robe. He looked kind-hearted and had a fairy-like air.
mean.
There is a futon on each side, but the futon on the right is empty, and the person asking the question is an elderly man on the left.
Directly opposite the old man, there are four futons placed side by side. Similarly, there are only two figures on the futons, and the other two are empty.
"Dongji Island is destroyed."
Shuiyuan Longzhi coughed a few times, and two tall women in kimonos brought him water and food.
Hearing that Dongji Island was destroyed, several ronin frowned deeply, but the old man in the middle remained indifferent. He asked:
"Is Yamano-kun dead?"
The voice is pure, full of energy, and has a unique rendering power.
"Yes, Mr. Sato."
When the president spoke, Shuiyuan Longzhi certainly did not dare to hide anything. In the end, he hesitated, and then said again with a gloomy face:
"Not only is Yamano-kun dead, but Nanyang-kun is also dead. He died on my way back."
"Sir Sato, now is not the time to discuss this. The enemy is very strong, really very strong. I suggest that we choose to retreat temporarily."
In Fuso, among the major ronin warriors, only when a person is truly recognized in terms of strength, they will respectfully address him as "Your Excellency." But it was such a "Sir" that even Shuiyuan Longzhi felt vaguely.
Not Ye Feng’s opponent!
In fact, Shuiyuan Longzhi never denied that Sato Shinichi was weak. You must know that even the vice president Yamano Okamura, who is a high-level martial king, only treats him as a king. This shows Sato Shinichi's height and strength.
How it should be.
"retreat?"
"Mr. Shuiyuan, could it be that after a trip to Xuanyuan Kingdom, you were frightened to death?"
One of the ronin turned around, with a sneer and disdain on his face.
And he is the "fire" among the four consuls of the Ronin Guild. His original name is Nara Akio. He is consistent with the "wind" represented by Suiyuan Longzhi, and the two have equal status.
"Nara-kun, do I have to tell you that Nanyang-kun was killed by the enemy with one move before you are willing to face the enemy?"
"This is not about boosting others' ambitions and destroying our own prestige, but our Ronin Guild has no need to take this risk."
Shuiyuan Longzhi said with a gloomy face, he risked a narrow escape to escape from Ye Feng to listen to the irony?
"Lord Sato, I agree with what Mizuhara-kun said."
The man on the left spoke calmly. The Ronin Guild has one president, two vice-presidents, and four consuls, and he is the other vice-president Asano Lin.
"I agree too."
The remaining "forest", Tanaka Shukaku echoed.
"I also want to agree with what you said."
"But Mr. Shuiyuan, have you ever thought that the reason why you were able to escape was not because the enemy was defenseless."
Sato Shinichi opened his eyes, which were a pair of eyes full of vicissitudes of life.
"President, I don't."
Shuiyuan Longzhi was shocked. He had also thought about this problem, but when he took the first step, he was not willing to go back.
"Don't get excited, I believe that your bushido spirit is respectable."
Sato Shinichi smiled slightly, and then swiped his fingers on the table. The cups placed outside the teapot automatically spread out in front of all the ronin, including Shuiyuan Longshi who was far away from the door.
"Here's a drink to you all, and to the deceased Lord Yamano and Lord Nanyang."
When the tea was filled, Sato Arata held the cup in both hands and drank it all in one gulp.
"Sir Sato, since the enemy has found this island, should we attack immediately?"
After the cup fell, Asano Lin changed his posture and knelt down on one knee to accept the order.
"No!"
"He not only came to this island, but also found this place. The visitor is a guest. How about a drink with friends?"
With a flick of two fingers, the cup filled with tea turned into a ray of silver light and passed through the window without dripping water in the whole process.
"Being respectful is worse than obeying orders."
Outside the wooden house, Ye Feng's figure appeared on the roof of another room, with his two fingers spread out, grabbing the flying water glass.
Hiss! One by one
Even when it reached Ye Feng's fingers, the teacup was still spinning, but soon there was no movement. A group of warriors in black robes swarmed in, and soon surrounded Ye Feng on three levels inside and three outside.
"Everyone, stand down. No one is allowed to step within a mile of this area without my order."
The wooden door opened, and Sato Shinichi waved his hand and said, his words not allowing any resistance.
"Hi!"
A group of warriors retreated as quickly as they came.
"Tanaka-kun, Nara-kun, you two should go too and leave this island."
Sato Shinichi once again said to the people around him.
Among them, Shuiyuan Longzhi's name was the only one missing. The latter's face felt sad for a while, but then he became relieved again.
"Sir Sato, we are the leaders of Bushido. How can we do such a thing as running away from the battlefield? I am willing to fight and die with honor."
Asano Lin raised his head and loudly disobeyed.
"well!"
"Forget it, since you two insist on staying, then just stay."
Sato's hands were placed on the left handle of the knife. He had two knives.
"A good man will die with honor!"
"They want to leave, but I don't agree yet."
With a "bang" sound, the wooden house collapsed, and Ye Feng's hand flashed with golden light and flew towards Sato Shinichi.
"Tiger!"
The blades were unsheathed, and they were two different black sharp knives. The blades were printed with strange patterns. As the swords were swung, the world seemed to stop for an instant, and a hurricane emerged from the sharp knives and turned into a black tiger.
rush.
"God kills, the autumn wind breaks!"
The black double swords turned into an arc, and the light in the sky flashed by. The long black line was like the black line in the sketch, long and long, and it took a while to fade away.
Draw the sword!
And it's a Dacheng-level sword-drawing technique.
Rumor has it that there is a final level of sword-drawing skills: killing everything without hesitation. No one knows whether there is such a level, but the sword-drawing skills at the level of "flowing light from the sky" are enough to make people timid.
Looking at Ye Feng again, when he crushed the tiger, his figure flew away in an instant. This was because he was cut away, and it was also his way of minimizing the damage.
"The old guy is quite capable!"
"If you are so powerful, you will never be a nameless person."
Ye Feng landed on the ground, grinning sternly and blood was dripping down his fingers drop by drop. Sato Shinichi's sword slash not only easily penetrated his protective shield, but also did not even block the golden light.
Fortunately, the hand was not broken.
"Excuse me, you are the heroic boy, I am Sato Shinichi."
Sato Shinichi drew out his double blades again.
"It turns out that he is the master of the divine way of killing. No wonder his killing power is so strong. I am truly honored to be able to fight with you."
Ye Feng condensed his fist again, and the golden fist became stronger and stronger.
It’s hard to tell whether this is a compliment or a sarcasm. Sato Shinichi, the master of the God of Killing, is most famous for killing the five top superpowers in the Great Eagle Empire in one day. However, he is not most famous for himself.
His master is the God of Killing, the world-famous swordsman: Sword Master Musashi!
"It's no use delaying."
Sato Shinga's face turned cold and he charged forward with two swords in hand.
The art of drawing swords does not mean that you can keep firing continuously. The combination of mental concentration and energy cannot be fully improved in a short period of time.
"God kills, ghost kills!"
The two knives danced in an extreme manner, like an evil ghost's fangs that were opened, biting towards Ye Feng.
"Try my second style and your energy will break!"
Suddenly, a big golden fist formed in Ye Feng's right hand, getting bigger and bigger, but when he looked closely, there was nothing there, and the fist was still dripping with blood.
Boom! One by one
One punch blasted out, destroying everything, and all the fanged demons were wiped out in an instant.
"Tiger Hunt!"
Sato Shinichi looked shocked and couldn't help but retreat. His fists came towards his face, and the two blades in his hands were crossed in front of him, and the surging energy was released.
From a distance, it looks like a black tiger holding a huge fist and retreating steadily.
good chance!
How could the three ronin miss the opportunity for Ye Feng to fall into this short period of weakness? The three of them joined forces, two of them drew their swords, and one of them changed his sharp sword from a small one to a large one, and then turned into a big sword.
"First move, open the sky!"
Ye Feng smiled disdainfully.
Others may enter a period of weakness after exerting strength, but he did not. In fact, Ye Feng himself was surprised. After the 108 acupoints were fully activated, the energy in the body seemed to be inexhaustible. He was full of energy and energy.
adequate.
Where is the limit of combat? I really want to know.
The two large golden palm knives crossed each other regardless of the sword drawing technique. The big white blade above the head could not be avoided, but...
value!
With a bang, Ye Feng avoided the vital point, the sword struck his shoulder, and the person fell down.
Don’t kneel!
Ye Feng gritted his teeth and raised his feet from the ground. Red blood flowed out from his shoulders again, and he killed two of them in exchange for his life.
So worth it!
"I, Sato Shinichi, recognize you as your Excellency. As a sign of respect for you, I will keep your body intact and then send you back to your country."
"God kills, the autumn wind is calm!"
The wind is boundless, how can we make it still?
The answer is, you can't cut the wind, but you can cut off the waterfall, gain space, and cut off the wind's trajectory.
