Kirigakure Saisuke's eyes were blank for a moment.
Sword Master Harayama Nobuo came from the same lineage as Yagyu Tenkei. Although he did not reach the heights of Yagyu Tenkei, he had been immersed in the Niten First Class for a long time, and he had never been defeated in the past ten years.
He is considered by countless people to be the best successor to Sword Master Yagyu in the next era.
"What's up with him!"
Yagyu Sheng Tianqing suddenly stopped shouting, and the sound like thunder made everyone in the venue tremble.
This is his first gaffe so far.
"How could you have met Nobuo Harayama?"
However, Kirigakure Saisuke said something else. According to the normal agreement, Harayama Nobuo's area of activity and Lu Ze's area of action are completely incompatible.
wrong!
Now that Lu Ze has appeared here, it is no longer common sense.
A terrifying and ridiculous idea appeared in his mind, and Kirigakure Caisuke finally realized the terrible information behind Lu Ze's words.
He finally realized how many secret and terrifying facts were hidden in the underground reward posted by Wanjia!
However, it was okay that Kirigakure didn't ask for help. After speaking, a trace of sarcasm flashed in Lu Ze's eyes.
"Not only have I met Nobuo Harayama, but I have also met Shangguan Wu."
"They were peaceful when they left."
"Destiny is always so clever. No one knows who you will meet in the next second."
"It's like, you didn't know you were going to meet me."
A cruel smile appeared on Lu Ze's face.
The left hand flicked sideways at will.
The scabbard of the six-sided and octagonal Tang Dao sank straight into the reef ground for less than half of its length.
He took a step forward calmly, grasped the handle of the knife with his five fingers, and slowly pulled it out.
The blade is as clear as a mirror and unstained by dust, like a stream of autumn water, with a quiet and elegant beauty.
"Are you looking for death?"
Kirigakure Saisuke's voice was cold, and his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's bodies.
He casually threw away the prairie fire sword in his hand. The rare weapon that had killed countless misty beasts along the way was like a discarded weapon in his hand.
Then put your hands together and gently pull them apart diagonally.
Black shadows intertwined and squirmed.
Like liquid metal, it is generated out of thin air, grows intertwined, and finally condenses into a dark arc-shaped sword.
The eyes of more than a hundred neon armor warriors showed fierceness at the same time.
Yagyu Sheng Tianqing turned around completely and faced Lu Ze.
That aloof face was so indifferent that there was no expression at all.
For the Bai An tribe that was gradually gathering, the enemy's momentum increased exponentially.
They had no grand words, no excited shouting, and no reminders of their intersection that would drive them crazy.
It has reached this point.
Even the leaders of other bases dared to stand in front of them.
It's a man who doesn't have eggs yet.
Just do it and it’s done!
Wang Bing's eyes were red and he drew the plasma stick from behind his back.
Two majors guarded Su Wei's side, holding swords and covering their armor.
Bai An's tribe, form up again!
The two sides were at war with each other, and the severe and oppressive momentum reached its peak.
In mid-air, some residual leaves picked up by the wind swirled past, and one of them was about to hit Lu Ze's face.
But when he was still ten centimeters away from Lu Ze's face, it shattered silently.
A piece of light green flying ash rose up endlessly.
After the ashes flew away, a trembling smile appeared on Lu Ze's face. He glanced slowly for a week and then spoke softly:
"That's right, I'm here today just to beat you all to death..."
"Or I'll be beaten to death by you."
"I wonder what you guys think?"
The faint sound was like thunder sweeping through every inch of the land.
You can't hear any other sounds at this moment.
…
The wind has calmed down.
Fifty meters later, Bai An's tribe, who had just reached the peak of their momentum, were stunned.
A hundred meters later, Shang Nanzhong, who had just stood firm, was shocked.
At the end of the group in Shang Nannan, Tian He, who was already as tired as a dog, felt weak under his feet and took three steps back. His back touched a rock before he sat limply on the ground.
Holding the "guitar" console with dull eyes, he murmured: "My heart hurts..."
…
And for the Neon tribe members who seem to be hearing hallucinations.
After a moment of confusion, it finally turned into endless rage.
Everyone took a step forward together, silently, but as if a mountain was pressing down out of thin air.
Among them, there are six people from the Eight Realms!
There is one person in the Nine Realms!
There is also a contemporary swordsman from the ten realms!
A Yanhuang officer dared to speak nonsense in front of them, it was really...
Tired of living!
"Asshole."
A warrior wearing Warring States armor, his face covered by a silver mask, only a pair of eyes exposed, looking ferocious.
Holding up the Odachi with both hands, the blade touched the ground and the body leaned forward for a moment.
boom!
There were eight air currents spurting out of thin air on both sides of his knees.
This armor, which perfectly combines classical aesthetics with contemporary technology, displays an astonishing dynamic acceleration effect.
The words are straight and round, with a solemn tone.
The Odachi, with a blade length of over 140 centimeters, appeared in the air for a moment and then turned into white light.
The power of the sword is stored within it, and it is spit out silently along the blade, and a thin line of white light cuts across all the vision in front of you.
"I'm not interested in remembering those chickens and dogs."
Lu Ze held the knife in his left hand, and at the moment when the white light was about to sweep over his body, he casually pinched it with the three fingers of his right hand.
With one strike of Tiangui's sword, all the dust waves suddenly rose up.
Nishikawa Zhensheng's horrified face appeared, and he looked at the Odachi in his hand in disbelief.
Those three fingers were like a mountain range lying in front of him, suppressing all his power.
Click.
Lu Ze twisted it casually.
The blade snapped in response.
Lu Ze walked forward calmly and passed by Nishikawa Zhensheng. As he passed, he held the broken knife in his right hand and thrust it forward, instantly piercing Nishikawa Zhensheng's throat.
Plop.
Nishikawa Zhensheng opened his mouth, but not even a sound came out. He slumped to his knees and died.
Lu Ze had no expression on his face and walked towards the neon hundred people alone. His voice was far away and fell on the ears of dozens of people behind Bai An and Shang Nan.
"Those who belong to Yan and Huang are all in the same robe, and we must swear to each other's death."
…
"We have experienced betrayal and the death of our brothers."
…
"We retreated outside our homes, bringing disgrace to the military flag."
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"Now, you are willing to accompany me to life and death."
"Go and take back the honor that belongs to us as warriors?"
Lu Ze paused and looked, tilting his head slightly, revealing a calm side face.
The sound is like a gentle breeze, calm and calm.
The sound was like a strong wind, blowing through the hearts of every Yanhuang soldier.
The sound is like angry thunder, which will eventually bloom on every inch of land here and under every white cloud.
Behind him are members of Bai An's tribe.
Lieutenant Colonel Su Wei, a rough old man who was over thirty years old, had tears in his eyes at this moment, as if he was having a flashback, and all his physical strength seemed to have returned to his body in an instant.
He struggled, raised his head and roared:
"willing!"
There are like clouds of followers behind you.
The sound is like a forest of knives.
"willing!"
"willing!"
The roar of the military spirit resounded throughout the sky.
…
"good."
Lu Ze dropped the word, looked away, and slowly raised the knife in his left arm.
He looked at Kirigakure Saisuke, at Yagyu Tenkei, and at the group of hundreds of neon warriors who looked like tigers and wolves.
He said the plainest and most domineering words they had ever heard in their lives.