The spacious and bright villa lobby, the sophisticated and exquisite decoration, all shows that this is a high -end and luxurious villa building.
But now, this high -end luxury villa building has become a bloody hell.
The gorgeous crystal lamp at the top of the hall is transmitted on the ground, and the blood flowing blood is also reflected, extremely red and sticky, a corpse fell to the ground with horizontal and vertical.
A scene is like a bloody hell.
This is too stunned!
People must be disgusting at a glance, and they must be creepy.
Ye Junlang looks calm. Similar to such a scene, he has seen too many experiences. It can be said that such a bloody scene in the scene is far less than one percent of the cruel scenes on the battlefield.
But Sato Mizuki has no such good psychological quality.
He had an unknown fear in his heart. He only felt that a cold chill rose from the bottom of the feet, and the flowing body made him feel cold now.
Is this human or a devil?
A total of fifteen and sixth Shinto samurai, all of which have undergone strict and cruel training, making them a real samurai.
Any of the samurai of them is a strong swordsman. There is no problem with anyone to deal with seven or eight poor and fierce thugs on the road.
Once the fifteen -six Shimeline Samurai teamed up, even Sato Mizuka thought that he could only protect himself with his strength. It is difficult to say that winning.
But what did he see?
Even if the Shinto Liu warriors are co -organized, in the eyes of Ye Junlang, it seems like a paper paste. He kills one person step by step.
Killing skills!
Isn't Sato Tin Tian be shocked? How can you not be afraid?
He realized that he was by no means Ye Junlang's opponent.
"You will never be a security guard! Who are you? At a glance, you can recognize that we come from Shinto. It can be seen that your experience is extremely wide. With your skills, this should not be a security guard."
Sato Mizuka managed to stabilize his emotions. He kept himself calm down and asked.
Ye Junlang sneered, staring at Sato Matta with a sarcasm, he said: "You should worry about whether you can continue to live.
What does it mean? "
As soon as Sato Mojita's face changed, his eyes flashed. Speaking of him, he didn't want to die. If there was any way to survive, he was willing to pay any price.
However, he thinks this opportunity is slim, but he still wants to try it: "Ye Junlang, now that you know that I come from Shinto Liu, then you should also know how powerful the power of my Shinto flow. If you kill me, you kill me
It will never let you go. "
Ye Junlang was funny. He reached out and said, "Isn't it the people who fell on the ground?
"I, my identity is naturally different from them!" Sato Tin Tian said quickly.
"Greed that you are afraid of death. In order to survive, you do n’t discount. This is your so -called samurai spirit? It’ s not far away, sneak into Jianghai City, and assassinate me to assassinate me. In my opinion, there is only one way to die.
Say you are the people of Shinto. "Ye Junlang said indifferently, walking towards Sato Tin Tian step by step.
As soon as Sato Mojita's face changed, he finally knew that Ye Junlang didn't have to let his plans.
"Wait, Ye Junlang, I have no grievances with you, don't you want to know who entrusted me to kill you?" Sato Tin Tian suddenly said.
"Oh? Then you said, who entrusted you to come over?" Ye Junlang asked with a whole time.
"He is--"
Sato Moji stepped forward, he spoke, and was about to say who the person behind that scene.
But at this moment-
laugh!
A sharp sword mangt suddenly shot out of the left hand sword of Sato Tin Tian. This sword is very fast, and it will come in an instant. In this blink, I don’t know how many sword lights come out.
After Ye Junlang, all the key to Ye Junlang's body were covered.
It turned out that the purpose of Sato Mo Tian was just to attract Ye Junlang's attention. Before he wanted to say the client, he believed that Ye Junlang would definitely focus on what he wanted to say.
In this moment, he suddenly took the killing and killing, and the accidental attacked to Ye Junlang, with his tricky left hand sword, he thought he had a great grasp of the killing of Ye Junlang.
Unexpectedly, when his left hand sword struck out, a practitioner -like sword has passed.
There is a terrible killer in the Dao Mang, just a knife over the air, and the most powerful force carried in the Dao Mang also burst out, which seemed simple and rude.
clang!
A sound of the golden iron rang, and the kendo moves in Sato Tin Tian's left hand sword were still too late to change. His attack from the kill was blocked by this domineering horror knife.
Under the attack of weapons, Ye Junlang's own powerful force shocked, and he shook Sato's left arm high.
laugh!
Between the electric light and the stone, this snow -threatened sword was folded, and from the bottom up, it cut to Sato's left arm wrist.
Sato Mizuki was shocked. He instinctively wanted to pull back his knife, but in front of the knife that flashed like a lightning, his response speed was still full--
laugh!
The blood was splattered, and the knife mang was cut across the wrist of Satojita's left arm. He cut off his wrist, and a hand holding a hand holding a handle tightly*immediately fell to the ground.
"ah--"
Sato Temuki immediately made a very painful scream.
call!
Ye Junlang's right leg swept up and took it directly to Sato Tin Tian.
Sato Tin Tian also raised her legs immediately, and she wanted to resist the potential of this leg.
How can I stop it?
With a bang, after Ye Junlang's leg fell, Sato Tin Tian flew out like a hit, and his body flew out.
Before waiting for Sato Toshida's body to stand firmly, Ye Junlang had rushed like a shadow. He grabbed his left hand suddenly, clasped Sato's throat, pressed him on the wall.
"Shinto Liu is really getting more and less. Just like you, you are embarrassed to send out the task? Do you want to kill someone?" Ye Junlang stared at Sato Tin Tian and said sneered.
"You, if you want to kill, kill me, I will wait for you in hell! No matter who you are, no matter how strong you are, the Shinto style will definitely kill you!"
Sato Tsuda roared hysterically.
"Really? Even if your Shinto-ryu Ghost Hand Sword was in front of me, I wouldn't dare to say such a thing." Ye Junlang said, as if he remembered something, he said, "By the way, the Ghost Hand Sword three years ago
Led hundreds of Shinto-style elite warriors in an attempt to surround me and my brothers in the dark world.
.The final result was a defeat. In that battle, I cut off the sword-holding right arm of the Ghost Hand Sword. If several of his subordinates had not risked their lives to hold me back, he would not have just been cut off.
An arm is so simple. Since you are in Shinto-ryu, you might as well tell me what is the current status of the Onishi Sword?"
"You, you, you...you, you are..."
At that moment, Sato Tsuda's expression changed one after another, including surprise, enlightenment, shock, fear, trembling, etc. The changes in his expression in that instant were extremely wonderful.
At this moment, he finally knew Ye Junlang's true identity.