Chapter 962 Spit out from the embroidery mouth, the tea is like a sword!
Chapter 962: The tea is like a sword!
Although the voice was young, it was firm and decisive, and every word was like a sword, containing an irresistible domineering will.
"who?!"
Sato turned his head suddenly and looked towards the source of the sound, realizing that the person speaking was none other than Ye Fan.
"Haha... A Chinese boy with no strength dares to shout in front of the ninjas of our great Japanese empire. It's so boring!" Sato said with disdain.
On the other side, Dong Chuan's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Ye Shao Shenyan! This Japanese ninja is a master warrior! The master is like a dragon, and we are definitely not something we can deal with!"
"Jiejiejie..."
At this time, Sato laughed again and said: "You want to ask for mercy now? It's too late! China boy, didn't you just say that if I take a step forward, I will die? I want to see how you can kill me.
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Saying that, Sato opened his right leg.
However, the next moment, he noticed an unprecedented murderous intention, rushing towards him from all directions, and the hair on his body stood up, and he was as silent as a cicada.
This sudden strangeness frightened him.
Sato tried his best to raise his head and looked in the direction of Ye Fan, just in time to meet Ye Fan's eyes.
What kind of eyes are those?
At first glance, it is as deep and vast as the sea, but if you look carefully, you will find the terrifying murderous intention hidden in it. There is no mercy. Even a massacre on the battlefield cannot have such murderous intention.
!
Such a will, like the way of heaven, regards all things as stupid dogs, and all the people in the world are like grass and grass!
Those who follow me will prosper, those who go against me will perish!
This single glance left an indelible impression on Sato.
He never dared to imagine how a young Chinese man could possess such terrifying murderous intent, even more terrifying than the legendary Ninja Emperor!
For a moment, Sato seemed to be under a restraining spell, his right foot was hanging in the air and he didn't dare to step down.
However, Mitsui Sho in the rear saw that he had not moved. He frowned and felt unhappy. He said in a deep voice: "Sato, why are you standing still? Why don't you act quickly?"
"this……"
When Sato heard this, he struggled extremely and was caught in the battle between heaven and man. He didn't know what to do for a moment.
Naturally, he did not dare to disobey Mitsui Sho's orders.
But he had a vague hunch that if he took this step, something extremely terrifying might happen, and the consequences would be unimaginable.
…
At this moment, Ye Fan suppressed the murderous intent in his eyes, suddenly took a step forward, walked to the table, picked up a cup of tea, and took a sip.
That understatement was incompatible with the tense atmosphere in the box, as if he were an outsider.
Seeing this scene, Sato was slightly stunned, unable to connect the "harmless" Ye Fan in front of him with the supreme killing god just now.
Could it be that he was hallucinating?
Sato thought this, gritted his teeth, and landed with his right foot.
"Kick!"
There was a loud noise, and a small hole was made in the wooden floor by Sato.
The next moment, his whole body tensed up, as if facing a formidable enemy, and he looked at Ye Fan from a distance, fearing that Ye Fan would suddenly make an attack.
Surprisingly, nothing happened.
Ye Fan still held the tea cup and stood on the same spot with roots under his feet, without any intention of making any move.
"Baga! You brat, how dare you tease me!!!"
Sato roared, thinking that Ye Fan was bluffing just now, and a raging fire burned in his heart.
"Whoosh!"
In anger, Sato shot out like a cannonball, holding the sword in both hands and raising it above his head, using his strength to split Huashan, and slashed towards Ye Fan's face.
The sound was so huge that even the surrounding air seemed to be torn apart.
Sato wanted to use the blood of the boy in front of him to wash away the humiliation just now.
Five meters!
Three meters!
One meter!
The distance between the two people shortened instantly.
Ye Fan still stood there, motionless, not moving or hiding.
Sato thought he was stunned because he looked at him as if he were looking at a corpse.
Just then, something incredible happened——
"puff!"
In the flash of lightning, Ye Fanxiu spit out his mouth, and the cup of tea he just swallowed turned into a condensed white rainbow and shot out from his mouth.
Water is the softest thing in the world.
But at this moment, it turned into a sharp sword that cut through thorns and thorns, and pierced Sato's forehead.
Once upon a time, the previous owner of the Gourd of Heaven and Earth, the Jiujianxian, controlled the world and took pleasure in vengeance and revenge.
The wine went into the intestines, seven parts turned into moonlight, the remaining three parts roared into sword energy, and when spitted out, half of the world was transformed!
But now, Ye Fan uses tea instead of wine and turns it into a sharp sword to suppress evil spirits, kill traitors and eliminate traitors.
Seeing this, Sato's pupils suddenly shrank into the most dangerous needle shape, his heart was shocked, and he sensed a strong death crisis.
At the critical moment, Sato suddenly retracted his sword and tried to block the tea sword.
"Zheng!"
The sound of gold and iron clashing came.
The tachi, forged from fine steel, was as fragile as tofu in front of the tea sword.
This sharp sword turned from tea contains Ye Fan's inner strength. It can cut iron like mud and penetrate gold and crack stones. How can it be resisted by ordinary weapons?
"Whoosh!"
The tea sword continued to move forward until it was castrated, and penetrated into Sato's head, blasting a bloody hole between his eyebrows.
The bright red blood spurted out like a fountain, and the rich smell of blood filled the air.
There was disbelief in Sato's eyes, as if he would not believe it until his death.
But before he could even say a word, his body suddenly fell to the ground, and the sword also fell to the ground with a clang.
The sword is destroyed, and people die!
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quiet!
Deathly silence!
In the huge box, there was complete silence, and you could hear a pin drop.
Looking at Sato's body, Chu Jingguo, Dong Chuan, and Chu Ye were stunned and dumbfounded. Their hearts were filled with huge waves, and they were so surprised that they couldn't be more surprised.
They never expected that a ninja at the master level would be worse than a scumbag in front of Ye Fan, and he would spit you out with a mouthful of tea!
However, to be more precise, it is not that Sato is too weak, but that Ye Fan is too strong.
Just spit out the embroidered mouth, killing people invisible, shocking ghosts and weeping gods!
Even Mitsui Sho was no longer as confident as before, his eyes almost popped out of his sockets, and there were even large beads of sweat on his forehead.
The only one who remained calm in the arena was probably Chu Mengyao.
After all, she had seen Ye Fan show off his skills more than once, and she had seen many enemies several times more powerful than Sato, so how could she be frightened by this "little scene"?
At this moment, Ye Fan picked up the tea cup and took a sip. He was calm and calm. He didn't even glance at Sato's body, as if he had just crushed a little ant to death.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan turned around, his sharp gaze like a sharp blade, scanning back and forth on Mitsui Xiang and Chu Ye.
Chu Ye shivered subconsciously, completely frightened. He was afraid that Ye Fan would vomit him to death in one bite, so he quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at him at all.
Mitsui Sho, on the other hand, had come to his senses and forced himself to stay calm, showing the demeanor of a wealthy young man.
Even though Ye Fan showed amazing strength, Mitsui Sho still held his head high, neither humble nor overbearing, as if he still had some trump card.
"I really didn't expect that you have such strength! It seems that Hattori and the others will also die in your hands!" Mitsui Sho asked in a deep voice.
"If you are talking about the ninjas on the highway yesterday, then you are right, I killed them!" Ye Fan said coldly.
"How dare you hurt a ninja from my Mitsui family? This is an unforgivable crime!" Mitsui Sho angrily yelled.
"cut!"
Ye Fan curled his lips and said disdainfully: "How dare a mere Japanese guy dare to act recklessly in my Chinese territory? Not only them, but you, the young master of the Mitsui family, will also die in my hands!"
Ye Fan's voice was straight and straightforward, without any waves, as if he was explaining something that was a matter of course, but beneath the plainness, there was a monstrous murderous intention hidden.
"Hmph...that's such a loud tone! Boy China, your strength is certainly good, but if you want to kill me, you're still far from it! Do you really think I only have those ninjas around me?"
At the end of the sentence, Mitsui Sho showed a strange smile on his face, as if he was brewing some conspiracy.
Ye Fan heard this, his eyes were extremely sharp, his tone was as cold as the biting cold wind in Siberia, and he said word by word:
"Mitsui Sho, no matter what help you have... I will kill you. No one in the world can save you!"