Chapter four hundred and eighty sixth not arrogant
"Team Yang, these two soldiers were lucky. They fell on the snowdrift. Their lives are safe. However, they have suffered comminuted fractures and may need first aid!" Two members of the fifth unit carried two soldiers wearing special combat uniforms on their backs.
Walked to Yang Tian,
Yang Tian nodded and took out his walkie-talkie: "Lu Tian, contact the headquarters and request helicopter support. Also, send a few people over to escort the prisoners!" Fortunately, it didn't snow today, otherwise it would be questionable whether the helicopter could come in.
Putting away the walkie-talkie, Yang Tian looked at the Japanese and sneered: "Search their whole bodies carefully!" Three members of the fifth unit walked over.
"The dignity of the samurai must not be desecrated!" Suddenly, a clear Japanese voice sounded, and a group of samurai came out from the corner, led by an old man wearing a purple samurai uniform.
"Great Swordsman Chiba!" Sato said in surprise, Hattori Ichizo and Abe Joakii also looked delighted. The person who came was none other than the long-awaited royal sword master Chiba Ryuuki and his disciples. But, how come Master Chiba?
There are only a few disciples behind you, didn’t you mean that all the elites of Xingyue Flow were brought out this time?
When the three members of the fifth unit saw something was wrong, they immediately ran towards Sato and the others, wanting to grab someone first. Old Man Chiba snorted coldly, flicked his thumb, and the chrysanthemum pill on his waist was unsheathed, and he shot out with it.
The sound of breaking through the sky was timed just right. If the three of them ignored his sharp blade, they might be penetrated by the sharp blade. Helplessly, the three of them slowed down their bodies. After a while, old man Qianye blocked them with cold eyes.
Standing in front of them, the momentum alone was intimidating.
"You are no match for him, stand back!" Yang Tian shouted, and he quickly moved forward. Several disciples of Old Man Qianye also came behind Old Man Qianye, and one disciple pulled out a sharp blade for him.
Respectfully handed it to old man Qianye.
Old Man Chiba took the Kikumaru Thorn, looked at the five disciples left behind him, and shook his head. Unexpectedly, an avalanche buried more than a dozen of his direct disciples, who were all the elites of the Xingyue-ryu Dojo.
"Fire superpower?" Old Man Qianye raised his eyebrows, "Young man, I want to take away the three of them, do you have any objections?"
Yang Tian was a little amused by the old man's tone, as if it would be unforgivable if he didn't give it, and said: "You can leave if you want, but leave the things stolen from China, otherwise, what awaits you is the army's encirclement and suppression!
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The old man Chiba frowned. This is what he was afraid of. If China really dispatched a large-scale force, it would be really difficult. Although the possibility of such a snow-capped mountain search is very small, it has to be guarded against. He said:
"How about this? Why don't we have a duel to decide where things belong?"
Yang Tiandao: "It's really funny. It's my Chinese thing, but you steal it shamelessly, and you still talk about a duel."
The old man Qianye felt that he had made a big concession. Seeing Yang Tian's aggressiveness, he said angrily: "In terms of strength, we are not weaker than you. If we really want to fight to the death, it doesn't matter who will win. The warriors of the empire have never been afraid!"
Yang Tian did not back down: "Then let's fight bloody battles. As Chinese descendants, we have our own pride and passion. The worst we can do is be bloodied five steps!" He said this, except for the unconscious Xiao Qing, including that Zhao
Jie, all stood behind Yang Tian, with high morale.
The warriors behind old man Qianye drew their swords one after another, and the atmosphere became a bit more murderous.
"Didn't Fu Shan say he'd be there soon? What's going on? Did he confront the people from Ziyang Palace? Was he held back?" Yang Tian secretly thought in his heart, and at the same time he said that the special team should come faster, and he was on his side.
It's true that we don't have an advantage. How long has our team been established? The strength of several members needs to be improved.
Shi Zhong hurriedly hurried slowly. When he arrived at the avalanche land, he actually saw the confrontation between the two groups. He was a little curious, but when he saw Sato and Hattori Izou among them, as well as the fifth unit on the other side,
Everyone understood somewhat that the Japanese came to this deep mountain to look for something, but they were blocked by the fifth unit.
After tilting his head and thinking for a while, Shi Zhong used one hand to trigger five wind blades, which shot towards the five warriors wearing black warrior uniforms at the foot of the mountain.
The old man Qianye was thinking about whether to take action when suddenly he heard the sound of breaking through the air. He raised his head slightly and saw the green wind blade shooting from high in the sky. His face changed and he couldn't help but roar: "Baga, you despicable sneak attacker!"
The Kikumaru stab in his hand was launched, and the strong inner energy used the Kikumaru stab to make two slashes, breaking the two wind blades. However, the other three wind blades hit the back of the heart of his three disciples. Without saying a word, the front of the body
Pounce, the blood soaked the snow in scarlet and stood out.
"Baga!" Seeing that the three disciples were still dead, the old man Chiba roared angrily, brandished the Kikumaru thorn, and slashed the knife high into the air. However, he could only make a cut in the air, and it was also Qianba.
After Old Man Ye's blow, everyone saw that on the high mountain a hundred meters away, there was actually a person standing in the wind, looking a little dazed.
"Is it him?" Yang Tian was surprised.
"Haha, it's Brother Shi!" Renault shouted, "Brother Shi, come down and fight the Japanese devils together!" This made several people on the opposite side who could understand Chinese vomit blood.
Both Sato and Hattori Ichizo looked a bit unhappy, and they looked at each other. At the critical moment, this guy appeared. His strength was at least as strong as Hattori Ichizo. The scale of strength suddenly tilted towards China.
I saw Shi Zhong laughing, and under the horrified eyes of everyone, he jumped straight down from above, tapped a few places on the snow with his toes, and landed on the ground safely without taking a few breaths. However, some people
He was no longer welcome. The moment he landed, he slashed with a slash. The pores on his skin that had already been pierced before the blade reached the point of the blade exploded. Shi Zhong was unarmed. With a thought, a cauldron cover suddenly appeared under the puzzled eyes of everyone.
In his hand, he waved it and hit the old man Chiba.
"when!"
Just like beating gongs and drums.
Shi Zhong felt his arms were numb, and the cauldron cover he held in his hands shook. Then, under the horrified expressions of everyone, cracks began to spread on the cauldron cover like a spider web, and finally broke with a "bang" sound.
It fell to the ground, and Shi Zhong held a palm-sized piece of copper in each hand.
The old man Qianba backed away with a "thump thump thump". The snow under his feet melted like a hot iron due to the internal energy pouring into his feet, leaving puddles under his feet.
"Who is this old man?" Shi Zhong looked in surprise. A sword actually smashed his copper lid. He just felt a sword intent trying to rush into his body, but he blocked it back and accumulated in the lid of the tripod.
It condensed and exploded. If it were an ordinary person, this one blow alone would be enough to seriously injure someone.
"Fortunately, I'm not an ordinary person!" Shi Zhong muttered.
"Brother Shi, are you okay?" Renault ran over and asked with concern.
Shi Zhong smiled and said, "Do you think I'm in trouble?"
"I haven't thanked you properly for what happened last time. After this thing is over, you must give me a chance to treat you to a nice meal!" Renault smiled with a sense of innocence, and Shi Zhong naturally nodded in agreement.
"Young man, you have so much strength. It's a pity that you killed three of my disciples. If I don't kill you today, I would be ashamed to call them 'teacher'!" The old man Qianye looked at Shi Zhongdao, his expression full of confidence and superiority.
, as if killing Shi Zhong was just a question of whether he was willing or not.
"Oh, that's really embarrassing, I plan to kill your remaining two disciples!" Shi Zhong said harmlessly, and glanced at the two middle-aged samurai behind the old man Qianye, scaring them.
He quickly locked his head, gripped the samurai sword tightly, and watched Shi Zhong's every move vigilantly.
"You are so arrogant!" Qianye old man shouted angrily, but he did not take action. There were still several people behind him who needed his protection. If he was entangled, they would only end up being slaughtered. He did not believe that he was still alive.
How useful can the two frightened disciples be.
"Not arrogant at all!" Shi Zhong said with a smile. Suddenly, his eyes condensed, and there was a strange aura in his eyes. Old man Qianye looked confused, and then heard a noise behind him. He quickly looked back, and his face suddenly became angry for a moment.
Turning blue and white, his two disciples clutched their throats tightly, blood splattered uncontrollably, their eyes widened, their faces full of horror.
Old Man Chiba's breathing was a little rapid, but he still calmed himself down and held the chrysanthemum thorn in his hand tighter.
However, Yang Tian and others' eyes narrowed. Wind power? They looked at Shi Zhong suspiciously. What kind of ability does this person have? Especially Yang Tian, who had witnessed his ability to control wind and rain last time. At this time, Shi Zhong
, in his eyes it was like the Mona Lisa covered with a layer of gauze.
Feeling the blazing gaze, Shi Zhong looked along and looked at Yang Tian. Shi Zhong nodded slightly. Yang Tian was stunned and immediately nodded and smiled. It would be great to be able to make friends with people like Shi Zhong. He glanced at Shi Zhong
Renault next to the clock, um, do you want to apply to the higher authorities for a salary increase for Renault?
"There was a slight mistake, a slight deviation!" Shi Zhong muttered at a volume that only he could hear. No one noticed that on the body of one of the middle-aged warriors, most of the cuts were on the chest, except for one at the end.
There were a few cuts on the throat, and it was those cuts that cost the middle-aged warrior his life. On the corpse of another middle-aged warrior, the scars on the neck were standard horizontal cuts.
The old man Chiba glared at Shi Zhong angrily, and shouted to Hattori Izou behind him: "Hattori, can you leave now?"
Hattori Ichizo took a long breath. After adjusting his breath for so long, he recovered from the fire explosion just now. He stood up, picked up the katana, and replied: "Master Chiba Swordsman, I can still fight."
"Very good, you can help Master Sato and the young master of the Abe family to leave first!" said the old man Chiba.
Hattori Ichizo was stunned: "Great Swordsman Chiba, aren't you leaving?"
"You go first, hurry up, I will resist them and let them see my Seigetsu-ryu swordsmanship!" The old man Chiba was bold and heroic, but Hattori Ipzo read other meanings from his eyes, Chiba great swordsman
Are we going to burn both jade and stone?
When Hattori Ichizo was about to persuade, suddenly, Abe Joakii, who had been quiet all the time, let out a sharp and shrill scream, like a curse and a cry for help. (To be continued. If you like this work,
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