"No one of you can escape today. The blood debt of more than sixty years has been paid off today!"
Wen Yu glanced around with ruthless eyes. There was no murderous intention on his face, but his eyes were still frighteningly red. It really made people wonder, how could a pair of elegant hands playing the piano break Takahashi's sternum? With Takahashi's mind,
His body was not strong enough to cause such horrific bone fractures. It was as if he had been hit by a large truck at high speed, and his arms became numb.
"Arrogant guy!"
The samurai shouted loudly, feeling that their dignity was easily tarnished. The middle-aged samurai wearing black clothes who were following the old man Chiba stared at Wen Yu with stern expressions, their palms already resting on their samurai swords.
The handle seems to be ready to draw the sword at any time.
Wen Yu squinted his eyes. Although he was arrogant, he still felt that the one he could pay attention to here was the old Japanese man in front of him. Chiba also looked at Wen Yu with a solemn look and said: "Please enlighten me!"
"Hmph!" Wen Yu disdained the Japanese to chat with her, and her aura suddenly surged. The strong wind blew up, and the sleeves of her clothes were blown up like a big flag in the wind, making a hunting sound. When the warriors saw Wen Yu,
Yu showed such a move and his face was horrified. There were not many strong men of this level in Japan.
"Good work!" Old Man Qianye praised. As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Yu's figure began to move, with strange movements, following Bagua, his figure flickered left and right, unpredictable.
If Qianye can't even catch Wen Yu's figure, then what awaits him is Wen Yu's one-hit kill. Presumably Wen Yu has also used his true skills. After all, he has been immersed in martial arts for decades, which is enough for him to win in a certain place.
On the one hand, it reaches its peak.
Those samurai stared at the battlefield nervously. They did not expect to encounter such a powerful enemy when they first arrived in China. However, they believed that as the kendo master of the Japanese royal family and known as the number one kendo person in Japan, they could not be defeated.
Old Man Chiba's hand had been pressed on the hilt of the sword at some point. With a flick of his thumb, there was a "click" and the katana at his waist was unsheathed!
A sharp cold light passed through old man Qianye's eyes, and his originally kind eyes suddenly became sharp!
"Hey!" shouted loudly. The old man Qianye took three steps, and then the sword was like a rainbow, the sharpness was amazing, and the Tao Qi swallowed by the blade almost cut through the space.
Wen Yu's eyes narrowed. He didn't expect that this old man could actually release sword energy. This is similar to releasing energy, but simply releasing energy without the help of external objects is much more difficult than sword energy.
Ten times, so with Wen Yu's knowledge, he was only slightly surprised.
Wen Yu's body elegantly avoided the blade of Old Man Qianye, with her chest almost pressed against the back of the knife. She approached Old Man Qianye, grabbed the ribs of Old Man Qianye with one claw, and stimulated the energy and blood in her fingers to exert strength. According to the tightness of the muscles, Wen Yu
The contraction changes to exert force. At this time, Wen Yu's claws are no less than made of fine steel.
Feeling the strong wind under his ribs, the old man Qianye did not panic. He pulled out his wakizashi with his left hand and cut the short sword across. Wen Yu's claws were also spitting out the light of the sword.
A hint of sternness flashed across Wen Yu's face, and she turned her claws into palms. The moment her claws collided with her side, she changed direction. She slapped her palms on the blade of the short sword, and used this to move her steps like a semi-arc trajectory. In an instant,
Appearing next to Old Man Qianye, he struck out with a palm at a speed that Old Man Qianye couldn't react, and printed it on Old Man Qianye's back.
Although the old man Qianye is about the same age as Wen Yu, his physical functions are not half as good as Wen Yu's. He predicted Wen Yu's next move, but after all, he is over eighty. Even if he takes good care of himself, he looks like
A sixty-year-old man, but that's just on the surface. The activity of his cells is no longer as good as before. Unlike Wen Yu, who practices Taoist health-preserving skills, his body functions are no less than those of a middle-aged person.
In desperation, Chiba had no choice but to muster up her inner energy. The inner energy in her body was like the water of the Yangtze River, constantly rolling and rushing, gathering from all parts of the body to the back. The big muscles of the body were stretched to the extreme, and the pores all over the body shrank instantly.
, not a drop of energy was exposed, old man Chiba's back was like a raised bump, and his clothes were bulging with strength.
"Bang!"
Wen Yu's palm was printed on the back of the old man Qianye, and he felt happy. He was surprised how prepared you were. His palm was a piece of steel and it would be dented by him, let alone the flesh and blood of a rotten old man.
The strong power of Qi and blood broke through Old Man Qianye's internal defense. With a "pop" sound, Old Man Qianye took a step forward. His face turned red and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of bright red blood. Wen Yu smiled ferociously.
, while you are sick and will kill you, he will not let old Chiba go. He knows that as long as this old man is dealt with, the remaining samurai, although a bit tricky, will be much simpler. He strode forward with his right arm high.
Raise it high and then whip it down quickly... This move was also used against Shi Zhong, but it was three times more powerful than it is now. After all, Wen Yu at that time was forced to forcefully activate the energy and blood in his body. If it weren't for
Shi Zhong injured Wen Yu with just a few moves. Within half an hour, Wen Yu would instantly age due to the exhaustion of his energy and blood. Speaking of which, Wen Yu would also like to thank Shi Zhong for beating him so hard. Thinking about it afterwards
I still felt regretful when I woke up. In anger, I resorted to a move that would hurt both sides. It was not worth it. My life was so valuable!
The air made a "crackling" sound due to friction with the energy and blood contained in the arm. The sound was extremely terrifying, making the warriors' eyes wide open and red, and the injured clan members were in danger.
"Tsk!"
There was an obvious sound like a blunt knife cutting flesh, followed by blood splattering everywhere. Wen Yu's body, whipped by the whip on his right arm, suddenly stepped back. He looked at the katana in the hands of the old man Qianye in horror, especially the blood-red blade that was particularly eye-catching.
, blood dripping down the drooping tip of the knife.
It was hard for Wen Yu to imagine how this old Japanese man had enough reaction ability to cut himself when he was injured? Looking at the arm with writhing flesh and blood, deep into the bones, several tendons and veins were severed, and the blood flow continued, if not
Even if he reacted at the critical moment, he might not be able to save his right arm.
"Ahem..."
The old man Qianye coughed a few times, and his face turned red again. It seemed that Wen Yu's palm on his back had seriously injured him. He noticed that the gesture of the old man Qianye holding the knife was reversed, and he suddenly laughed.
When he woke up, the scheming old man pretended to be unable to stand up the moment he received his palm, just to tempt him to attack. The samurai sword he had already prepared cut his arm.
According to his expectation, he was going to cut off his right arm. Fortunately, his right arm, which was full of vitality and blood, blocked the blade of the samurai sword, giving him time to retreat at the critical moment. Otherwise, he would have become a one-armed Taoist.
"I admire your strength, but why did you kill my disciple?" Old man Qianye was surprised to see Wen Yu stop the bleeding on his arm in a few strokes. He specially cut his artery without the help of modern professional medical equipment.
It was almost equivalent to dying of blood loss, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it.
"Huh, Japanese devils, everyone will kill them if they find them!" Wen Yu did not explain much, and said coldly, "Remember today's accounts first, and the old master will come back to take your lives in the future!"
"I'm afraid that if you don't make it clear today, you'll have to stay if you can't!" said the old man Qianye. As soon as he finished speaking, the onlookers pulled out their samurai swords and rushed towards Wen Yu. This was an opportunity to make a meritorious deed.
The injured peerless strongman, the supreme honor of the samurai, they yelled like crazy.
"Haha, a bunch of chickens and dogs. I'm afraid no one in this world can decide for me whether I should stay or go. Besides, do you still have the strength?" Wen Yu laughed loudly, paused on his feet, and shook his body.
Like a sharp sword, it penetrates the warrior's siege.
The middle-aged warriors in black wanted to rush forward, but they were stopped by old man Chiba: "You don't need to take action!"
Several middle-aged warriors were confused. Old Man Chiba took a deep breath, raised his Dantian, and his face became pale, and said: "You can't keep him!"
"He received a sword from the great clan, how could he still have the strength to resist!" one of the middle-aged samurai said.
The old man Qianye said solemnly: "This man's cultivation level is extremely high. Even I dare not say that I can defeat him. You are the main force of this operation, so you must not take risks."
As soon as he finished speaking, two screams were heard. The bodies of the two warriors fell to the ground. One's skull was smashed, and the red and white stuff flowed to the ground. The other's hip bone received a palm from Wen Yu, and his upper body
It is completely asymmetrical to the lower body and twisted.
Wen Yu rushed out of the siege, jumped into an unknown villa, and disappeared after a few jumps. The warriors shouted and wanted to chase them, but they were stopped by the old man Qianye: "Come back here and clean up the place.
, the Chinese police will come soon, let’s leave as soon as possible!”
Those warriors did not dare to disobey orders and collected the three corpses on the ground. Soon, several cars stopped and several men in suits got out. They respectfully said something to old man Chiba, and then old man Chiba
He nodded and got into the second car. The warriors also got into the other cars one after another, and then the traffic flow left.
When the traffic disappeared at the end of the street, a middle-aged man walked out, wearing a navy blue thin shirt, with a somewhat elegant look. It was Fu Shan, the deputy captain of the fifth unit. He frowned and murmured: "From the embassy."
Che? It seems that Japan has a big plan this time, but why do they dare to walk in China so openly?"
How could Fu Shan have guessed that the original Japanese arrangement was for Chiba Liuyue and his entourage to come to China secretly, but as a distinguished great swordsman, Chiba old man changed his mind before leaving. As a samurai, how could he
Secretly, he lost the honor of being a warrior and asked all his disciples to take off their suits and change back into warrior uniforms, and then arrived in Chengdu in a grand manner.
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