The iron blade was inserted into his heart, and he didn't dare to pull it out or touch him.
If you don't do it right, you'll die on the spot.
Fortunately, he was severely injured, but he stood firmly on the spot, his face was as thin as gold, and his energy was like a gossamer, but he did not fall down.
Little Celestial Master Wang Jilai was burned into charcoal, his whole body was pitch black, and he looked severely burned, but under his nose, he still had a faint breath of breath.
Taoist Priest Sanjue was the least injured.
There was only blood coming out of his mouth and nose.
Because of the protection of the green electric soft sword, he was not seriously injured.
Qi Honglei, on the other hand, stood there, with blood spilling out of her seven orifices. It looked like trauma, but there was no heartbeat or breath, so she was actually dead.
Zhang Hongjing's heart sank.
In this battle, the four powerful men gathered by the Dragon Group were almost lost, causing the Dragon Group's strength to plummet.
She forced herself to calm down, and what else did she want to give...
call out.
A sharp and harsh sound broke through the air.
Light and shadow pass by.
On the ring, a person suddenly appeared in front of Kima Katazou.
A man of about 1.7 meters tall, of medium build, neither fat nor thin.
He was wearing a black hat.
Wearing the shorts that only poor warriors wore in ancient times, he was barefoot and his feet were black.
He carries five swords on his back.
A big sword.
Two fighting swords.
Two short swords.
This costume is very strange.
Because Jie Peng, a warrior, only has three swords at most.
Great sword, great sword and wakizashi dagger.
Even if you are a swordsman, this is the case.
Carrying five swords is a violation of Jie Peng Kendo. In such a strict society, this is a very serious crime.
There is only one exception.
That is the Negative Sword Slave.
A top swordsman will always have a sword bearer slave beside him, who is responsible for carrying the sword.
It's the human scabbard.
In the Jie Peng martial arts world, not everyone can stop the Sword Slave. Only those with outstanding talent and strength in swordsmanship are qualified to be recognized by superiors as negative sword slaves.
Those who stand at the top of the pyramid believe that this is an honor.
It is the recognition and acceptance of ordinary geniuses by nobles.
At this time, the person who appeared in front of Kima Katazou was none other than the negative swordsman of Jie Peng, the first sword master.
His name is Takuno Kumagawa.
Being able to become the negative sword slave of Kima Katazou shows his talent and strength in swordsmanship.
Takuno Kumagawa was once a swordsman genius who could compete with Katazō Kiba, and he was also amazing for a period of time.
However, due to his background, he later became anonymous, wore a bamboo hat and lower clothes, carried a sword on his body, and became a human scabbard.
According to the tradition of the Jie Peng Sword Sect, if the master dies in battle, the slave who bears the sword must take revenge or be buried.
He just stood quietly in front of Kiba Katazou's still intact body.
"Senior brother."
He called lowly.
The past events emerged one after another.
From joining the Sword Sect, to practicing together, and finally becoming a sword slave, my senior brother inherited the position of Sword Master.
Memories that had been buried for nearly a hundred years finally emerged one after another.
I remember when I competed with my senior brother in martial arts, I never lost.
But in the end he lost to fate.
It shows one’s origin.
Even though he is stronger, he becomes a slave.
However, in his ambition, Kumagawa Takumi did not hate his senior brother, Katazō Kima.
Because he knew that it was not Katakou Kima who was wrong.
On the contrary, Kiba Katazou has always cared deeply for his junior brother and has always tried his best to help him.
When he inherited the position of Sword Master, Katazō Kima had to make concessions and concessions, and was finally forced to take the position by the elders of the Sword Sect.
Wrong, it's Jian Zong.
They are those elders who stand high in the clouds, always looking down, and deciding the fate of others with their own good.
Those wastes who rely on their old age to sell their old age.
Takuno Kumagawa had no choice but to become a sword slave and made a vow.
The senior brother is with him for one day, and he carries his sword for one day.
If the senior brother leaves, he will untie the sword.
From now on, I only have the sword in my hand and no sword on my back.
"The day has come to break the shackles and return to my true self...I, Kumagawa Takuno, am a swordsman, not a slave."
He left a tear.
Tears fell.
Senior brother.
You only have swords in this life.
A pure person like you has been trapped by those old bastards in the name of the sect, and has been confused and wandering for so many years.
Today, you wielded the freest sword.
This sword is also the most skillful time in your life.
So, go for it.
Let's go to a world where there are only swords.
Everything that follows is left to me.
Kumagawa Takuno suddenly stretched out his hand.
boom.
The remaining body of Kima Katazou was directly shattered by this palm, turning into powder all over the sky, flying and scattering in the cold night wind.
"Uncle Tuoye...what are you doing?"
"Takuno Kumagawa, are you crazy?"
"You bastard, you dare to destroy the master's body, you should immediately commit seppuku."
The disciples of the Sword Sect gathered around Kima Katazou's body, all with hatred and anger on their faces.
The young and delicate disciples loudly rebuked Takuno Kumagawa.
Puff puff.
Streams of blood shot into the sky.
The young head rolled to the ground.
The descendants of the Sword Sect, the elites of Jie Peng Guojiao, the disciples of Kima Katazou, and the heirs of wealthy and powerful families, all died before they could react.
There was not the slightest wave on Takuno Kumagawa's face.
It was as if I had just crushed a dozen bugs to death.
This change of heart suddenly caught countless people off guard.
Far There were screams in the audience seats.
"Takuno-senpai, what are you doing?"
Tang Anlu, who was slightly injured, and other superpowers from the new group happened to rush out just now, and were shocked when they saw this scene.
Takuno Kumagawa glanced at these people and did not kill anyone again.
Unlike the useless wastes like Jian Zong, Takuno Kumagawa admires these ambitious superpowers. At least in them, Takuno sees his own shadow.
"Let a new era begin today."
He breathed intoxicatedly.
Open your arms.
Countless black and red thick fog surged out from behind him, rising into the sky in an instant, covering the entire Olympic Sports Center Stadium.
The eerie red thick fog seemed to be a monster from hell, and there was a faint and terrifying roar coming from it.
"Stop him quickly."
Zhang Hongjing said loudly.
Although she didn't know what the thick red fog would bring, her intuition told her that if it was allowed to spread, the entire Tianjin City would fall into a huge disaster.
Tang Anlu was also deeply uneasy.
"Lord Takuno, please stop."
He quickly stepped forward and said, "This is Daxia, please don't... poof."
Before he finished his sentence, Takuno Kumagawa gently waved his hand.
Tang Anlu, a heaven-level superpower, was like rice husks in a hurricane, being knocked away without any resistance and landed heavily on the ground.
"A new era has arrived."
"Only chaos, blood, death, and lamentation can bring about a new world and order."
"Destruction starts from this Xia city."
Takuno Kumagawa is like a super holy disciple, his figure slowly floats up.
He looked towards the main stage.
In an instant, his eyes fell on the leaders of the two countries.
"Kill you, and the war will no longer be contained... Hahaha, big shot? Die."
Two thick fogs, like black pythons, pierced the void and swooped towards the two leaders.