Chen Jinyuan didn't bother to stop him. These Japanese people deserved to die. He simply let his bold performance go and watched the show by himself. Song Dafen roared at the group of corpses, and the stagnant group of corpses began to move slowly again.
He got up and just bypassed the place where a few people were standing, leaving a large open space enough for fighting.
"Peng, Peng, Peng!..."
There is no doubt that these low-strength Japanese people are absolutely unable to withstand Gao Bingdao's torture. They can't withstand three punches and two kicks. Each one of them was smashed away without even seeing Gao Bingdao's figure clearly.
When it came out, it was still in the air, like human bombs, turning into fistfuls of blood rain.
Massacre, absolute massacre!
"It's not enough, it's not enough!" Gao DaDa shook his head repeatedly. It seemed that the power displayed by these people made him extremely dissatisfied. He couldn't even withstand a light punch from himself. He was really too weak.
"Fuck, these devils, even their blood stinks!" Gao boldly licked the blood on his fist, and immediately spit out a mouthful of saliva with extreme disgust. His expression was as if he had eaten feces - he turned around and looked at it.
He smiled ferociously at Yamamoto Jiro, who was the only one standing in front of him, "Hey, you should be their leader. Don't be as good as them if you are not strong enough, otherwise I will be very angry." After saying this, he took one step at a time.
He walked towards Yamamoto Jiro.
Cold sweat broke out on Yamamoto Jiro's forehead. He could tell that any of the three people in front of him was stronger than him. It could even be said that they all had the ability to kill him easily. Facing such a strong man, Yamamoto Jiro was extremely shocked.
He was so frightened that his mind was almost blank. He had no idea what he should do next. Seeing Gao Da boldly approaching him step by step, Yamamoto Jiro's hand holding the eight-foot mirror kept trembling.
"Don't be so scared, kid. I will love you very much!" Gao boldly licked his lips and rubbed his hands, with a ferocious smile on his face. He was still more than twenty meters away from Jiro Yamamoto.
Then he suddenly exerted his strength and punched him directly.
"Buzz!"
However, the reality was not at all the same as what Gao Daring had imagined. Yamamoto Jiro was instinctively frightened. He took a few steps back. Seeing Gao Daring's terrifying speed and the power contained in his fist, Yamamoto Jiro had already closed his eyes and waited for death, because he
You know, although he is considered a master as famous as Yagami Shingo and others in the Japanese country, he still cannot withstand Gao's bold punch. However, at this moment, an unexpected scene happened.
The mirror suddenly bloomed with a shallow golden light, like an iron pot with its mouth turned upside down, and it instantly enveloped Yamamoto Jiro.
Gao DaDa felt like he had hit an iron wall, and his advancing fist was actually blocked by the golden dome. The huge reaction force caught Gao Da Da off guard, and he was knocked down by his own strength.
flew out.
"Ah?!" Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene. They didn't expect such a scene to happen. Even Gao Bingdao had an expression of disbelief.
"That's..." Deng Bingkun and others who were nervously watching the satellite live broadcast in the Forbidden City in the capital also opened their mouths wide. This scene was also beyond their expectations.
"Is that the eight-foot mirror, the artifact of Japan?" Several people's eyes fell on the eight-foot mirror in Yamamoto Jiro's hand at the same time. Their eyes were filled with confusion and shock. Xu Zhongtian stroked his beard thoughtfully, "Legend
The three major artifacts of Japan. Each has its own power. Among them, the Kusanagi Sword and the Eight-foot Poor Magatama have been destroyed by Jin Yuan. I didn’t expect that Tokugawa Taro was so generous and actually handed over this last artifact to this person! This thing is indeed true
There are some ways."
"Huh, artifact! It's just a copy of the Kunlun Mirror!" Deng Bingkun snorted when he heard this. It must be because two of them were destroyed by Chen Jinyuan. So he felt a little bit in his heart about the third Japanese artifact that appeared.
of contempt.
"Old Deng, don't underestimate this Japanese artifact. Last time Jin Yuan had the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand. He could easily destroy the other two artifacts. Now Jin Yuan is barehanded. If he wants to take down this eight-foot mirror.
I'm afraid it's a bit difficult." Jiang Hongming frowned slightly, feeling vaguely a little worried in his heart, "This eight-foot mirror is owned by the emperor. Although it is only a copy of the Kunlun Mirror, it is also very powerful. It is said that it can
It emits a powerful barrier, shields breath, isolates attacks, is full of power, and has other functions. No one knows that Taro Tokugawa relies on this mirror to survive safely to this day.
I’m afraid it’s a bit difficult!”
At the same moment, Taro Tokugawa in the Emperor's Palace of Japan was pointing at the big screen and laughing wildly, "Haha, it's the Eight-foot Mirror. It's the powerful artifact. The barrier released by the Eight-foot Mirror saved Yamamoto. Hahaha, there are eight
With the ruler mirror in hand, Yamamoto is already in an invincible position, kill them quickly, kill them quickly!"
Only Taro Tokugawa knew how powerful the eight-foot mirror was. It could be said to be the most powerful of the three artifacts of Japan. Taro Tokugawa really wished he could wait until he could control Yamamoto Jiro enough to kill those three guys in one fell swoop.
...
"Fuck, what's going on?" Gao DaDa was pushed back dozens of meters by his own brute force. Only then did he retreat, but his internal organs were shaken violently. He didn't expect that his punch weighed more than 400,000 kilograms.
The power was actually bounced back. He looked up at Yamamoto Jiro. The guy seemed a little confused and didn't understand the situation at all. A large light golden light curtain covered Yamamoto Jiro with a radius of more than ten meters.
, there is no doubt that it is this light curtain that reflects the power back.
Chen Jinyuan was also puzzled, "This thing has some skills. It can actually rebound such a powerful force. I'm afraid it is not comparable to ordinary defensive formations!"
Yamamoto Jiro was stunned for a long time, and suddenly laughed, "Hahaha, it's a barrier, it's the barrier of the Eight-foot Mirror. The Eight-foot Mirror is really powerful. Haha, come and kill me. The barrier of the Eight-foot Mirror is the best in the world."
The most powerful barrier can isolate all attacks. I have an eight-foot mirror in my hand, and you idiots can't even think of touching me!"
The three of them all laid their eyes on the mirror in Yamamoto Jiro's hand, and then they suddenly realized that this was the eight-foot mirror revered as a sacred weapon by the Japanese people. The defensive shield came from this mirror, and it was actually isolated.
Gao DaDa's attack also prevented Gao DaDa from entering the barrier for half a minute. This thing is really powerful.
"Fuck, that little devil is so arrogant!" Seeing Yamamoto Jiro's arrogant Nirvana, Gao Bada was completely angry. Only others saw his arrogance, how could he allow others to be arrogant in front of him, "Little devil, you are looking for death."
, Ge Lao Tzu, watch me break your turtle shell and crush your balls!"
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