"Young man, it's understandable to be arrogant when you have some skills, but... don't be arrogant, it will cost you your life!" Hattori Ichizo said in a deep voice. Those warriors all knew that the great clan was angry, and this China
Even if a person does not die today, he will probably be disabled.
"Haha, this is exactly what I want to give you. Don't lose your life by relying on your old age!" Shi Zhong's originally smiling face suddenly turned cold.
"Arrogant!"
Hattori Ichizo was dressed in a purple robe that seemed to be windless. His old and dry face was full of anger, but Shi Zhong narrowed his eyes. He was so powerful that he had been practicing for decades.
As an old guy, you have to be careful when dealing with it.
Shi Zhong chuckled: "You speak Chinese well!" He obviously didn't take Hattori Ichizo seriously.
Such a sentence did not make Hattori Ichizo vomit blood. He snorted angrily, but he did not care about the so-called master's demeanor. With a "choking" sound, he took the lead in pulling out the katana and slashed his body at a very fast speed.
The elusive figure approached Shi Zhong. When he was in front of Shi Zhong, the samurai sword slashed down unceremoniously. The light of the sword cut through the sky like a sword. He accepted Sato's order to kill, but he showed no mercy.
Many samurai applauded and looked at this sword with fascination. If they could use one-third of the power of this sword in their lifetime, they would be able to proudly boast Japan and bring glory to their family.
Before the blade arrived, the sharp force and the murderous intent of Sen Han were already coming towards him. The speed was so fast that it was difficult to dodge. Sato saw this blade in his eyes and tried to avoid it without leaving any blade behind.
But it was impossible to get hurt. He looked at the Chinese people in front of him coldly, so what if he killed Chinese people on Chinese soil? With the weak attitude of the Chinese government, how could he do anything to himself?
To everyone's surprise, Shi Zhong clasped his hands together, like a boy worshiping Buddha. Hattori Ichizo was surprised when he saw Shi Zhong's surprising movements. But the sword was already out, and there was no reason to take it back. No matter what conspiracy he had, it was still on his own blade.
Even if it is made of fine steel, I have to cut off a corner. With this thought, I urged my inner energy to roll towards the sword. There was even a faint trace of energy on the blade. Those who can release their energy are definitely strong.
As Shi Zhong bowed like this, majestic light golden energy surged out, and Shi Zhong's body was wrapped in golden light. The moment Hattori Ichizo's katana touched the golden light, he suddenly felt that it was cutting into the flexible flesh.
On the dough, although you can continue to cut, the progress is slow, as if the screen has been slowed down ten times, and Hattori Ichizo's katana is slowly slashing at the stone bell.
Shi Zhong grinned. He looked up at Hattori Ichizo, who was trying his best to stimulate his inner strength. When he saw Shi Zhong's weird smile, he immediately felt bad, and immediately saw Shi Zhong punching him.
The fist glowing with golden light seemed to possess supreme power, and even Hattori Ichizo could see the inner strength of the fist and the hot air explosion caused by high-speed friction.
Hattori Ichizo's expression changed, he shouted, and he reluctantly held the katana in front of his chest. Originally, his original intention was to point the blade at the stone bell, but he was wrapped in this weird golden energy.
His reaction speed was extremely slow. Before he could make it in time, Shi Zhong's fist had already hit the blade.
"Buzz!"
Hattori Ichizo's body slid out about ten meters, holding a katana in his hand. Because the katana kept trembling, his hand also kept trembling. Then there was only a "crack" sound, and the katana broke into two.
At this moment, Hattori Ichizo's face turned blue. The power of the stone bell did not hurt him, but the break of the katana caused him more damage than the injury to him.
Hattori Ichizo's body trembled and his expression was very depressed. He had practiced kendo hard for sixty years and had an irreplaceable reputation in Japan. Unexpectedly, he suffered repeated injuries after coming to China. The kendo he was proud of
It seems that it did not bring me the honor that I had always hoped for, but was accompanied by humiliation.
Shi Zhong grinned, with a sinister smile on his face, "Don't you samurai uphold bushido? Damn it, I broke your samurai sword. How can you still have the face to hang out in this circle?"
That's right, Shi Zhong did it on purpose. His own strength and Hattori Ichizo's inner energy were entangled in the blade, and the burst of power cracked the katana. Therefore, Hattori Izzo himself had half of the fracture of the katana.
Credit, I think this is the most blood-vomiting thing for Hattori Ichizo.
"Despicable Chinese, samurai of the Sato family. This man used conspiracy and trickery to break the samurai sword of the Hattori family. He insulted the Bushido spirit of the Japanese Empire. Let's go together and avenge him with his blood!"
Sato suddenly shouted and pulled out the samurai sword from his waist, and the samurai shouted directly and rushed towards Shi Zhong, with an expression of "I want to fight you desperately".
"Grass!"
Shi Zhong originally just wanted to offend the Japanese. As for killing people, he had no idea. After all, this was in China. If something happened in public, it would not be good. After all, he was not
As a single person with relatives and friends, the relationship with the government should not be too tense. But when he saw these Japanese monkeys charging at him mercilessly, with the expression on his face that he wanted to kill him, Shi Zhong was furious, ah
Yes, to use the old saying of the old monk Prajna: I will help you become a Buddha!
Then, I saw a figure rushing into the crowd. Shi Zhong didn't even think about avoiding the oncoming samurai sword. What does it mean to fight violence with violence? His fist wrapped in golden light hit the samurai sword. The samurai was first surprised.
With a surprised expression, Shi Zhong's power directly broke the katana. The quality of his katana was obviously not as good as that of Hattori Ichizo's old man. Shi Zhong's power was enough to destroy it, and it was not like just now.
A full blow.
Then I heard the continuous cracking and muffled sounds of "bang bang bang bang", but it was the sound of fists hitting katana and people. After a few muffled groans, several figures flew around one after another, and some
Some hit the wall directly, and some flew up to the roof. This time Shi Zhong showed no mercy. He broke a bone lightly, but he was so heavy that there was no unbroken bone in his body. They all lay on the ground moaning and screaming.
These samurai are definitely considered elite in Japan, but with Shi Zhong blessing his body with light golden energy, even though he does not have even one percent of the perverted power of the golden body, it is enough to deal with these guys.
When more than a dozen warriors were knocked down, Shi Zhong wanted to find trouble with Sato, but Sato was nowhere to be found, not even Hattori Ichizo. He cursed secretly, and Shi Zhong looked at him with a smile, his face a little confused.
The old man with green jade.
At the foot of the mountain, the three people chose the rugged mountain road and walked in a panic. It was Sato and his party, Yagyumiya and Hattori Ichizo. Yagyumiya was secretly glad that he did not listen to Sato's trick and rush up, otherwise there would be no good results. It turns out that the Chinese was not only
His subordinates are so powerful, and he himself is even more powerful. Even the Hattori clan is no match for him.
"I didn't expect to encounter such a thing here. Yagyu-kun, I hope you will return to Japan and ask for family support. The Hattori family and I will continue to join the Abe family. No matter who it is, as long as it becomes the target of my plan
Obstacles, I want him to die without a burial place!" Sato's eyes flashed with a cold light.
"Then Ueno and the others..." Yagyumiya hesitated.
"Hmph, those trash can't even defeat a Chinese. Let the person in charge of the family's business in Chengdu take care of it later!" Sato said coldly, but Hattori Ichizo blushed and felt a little embarrassed. When Sato saw this,
He quickly said: "Master Hattori, I didn't say what you meant. I can clearly see the conspiracy and trick used by the Chinese just now. It is really abominable, isn't it, Yagyu-kun?"
"Yes, it's so abominable!" Yagyu Gong had to say against his own conscience.
Yujizi's face turned blue, and he did not have the demeanor of a sect leader at all. He looked at the serious injuries on the ground, some bones were pierced with flesh and blood, and he was so frightened that he quickly moved his eyes away: "This... this fellow Taoist, since
...If you have difficulties, as we are both Sanqing disciples, we should naturally support each other and help each other. If you are asked, just say it and it’s okay!”
Shi Zhong smiled. He didn't expect that this guy could be so shameless in his words. He pretended to say, "Actually... the poor Taoist's requirements are not high. He just wants to borrow something from the temple master..."
"...It can't be the head on the neck, right?" Yuzhenzi thought tremblingly, isn't that what those thieves on TV said?
"I wonder...what do fellow Taoists want?" Yu Jizi forced out a smile.
Shi Zhong chuckled and kicked away a warrior who fell in front of him, knocking him into the corner. With a "pop", blood spurted out, and the injury worsened. Yu Jizi's eyes were filled with tears.
It was jumping and jumping, but Shi Zhong didn't even look at it. In Yu Yanzi's eyes, he naturally thought that Shi Zhong had killed countless people. In fact, Shi Zhong's leg strength was well controlled and he would not die.
, but there is no way to escape the pain.
He strode to the big cauldron, which was more than one meter high. He patted the cauldron and made a loud "dang-dang" sound. Shi Zhong said: "This is the thing I borrowed. I wonder if the owner of the temple is willing to part with it?"
"...That's it?" Yu Yanzi said with a don't play tricks on me expression.
"That's it!" Shi Zhong smiled.
"This cauldron is essentially a treasure... But I saw that my fellow Taoist had a dignified appearance and a righteous face. If my fellow Taoist wants it, just take it!" Seeing Shi Zhong's face darken, Yujizi immediately turned around.
Fengkou, let alone Shi Zhong, wants this bronze tripod now, which means demolishing this Taoist temple. As long as he doesn't "kaka" himself, everything will be fine. As the saying goes, as long as the green hills are left, there is no need to worry about running out of firewood. This sentence
But Yu Yanzi understood it very thoroughly.
"Since the master of the temple is so generous, then Yiyangzi is not polite. The three pure disciples in the world are one family, haha..." Shi Zhong said rudely.
"Haha..." Yu Jizi squeezed out a smile, trying his best to show that he was not forced to give away the bronze tripod. According to the current copper price, such a bronze tripod must be worth thirty or forty thousand... He looked at it all
The unlucky guy vomiting blood, uh, of course, life is more important!
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