Among the four Fuso ninja warriors, the leading one among them, Tang Feng knew, was none other than Tokugawa Ichiro, who came to China to compete in the International King of War Competition more than half a year ago holding the famous Fuso sword Kanse Shoshu.
But later he was defeated by Tang Feng, and even the famous Kanse Masamune sword was broken by Tang Feng. However, at this moment, Tokugawa Ichiro still held the blue Kanse Masamune sword in his hand.
It seems that this famous sword has been repaired by him, but Tokugawa Ichiro's level is not very good. At least from Tang Feng's current point of view, he is almost like an ant.
The peak master of Huajin has not even reached the realm of opening pulses, but if you think about it carefully, it is normal. After all, not everyone can have great adventures and opportunities like Tang Feng, and can make rapid progress in just half a year.
For Tokugawa Ichiro, breaking through from the second level of Huajin to the ninth level of peak level in half a year is indeed a small achievement.
Except for Tokugawa Ichiro, the other three samurai ninjas are all around the sixth or seventh level of strength, and they are not considered great masters.
With just one glance, Tang Feng saw through these four people. He slowly came down the spiral staircase and couldn't help but sneered: "How come Ichiro Tokugawa doesn't recognize me after not seeing me for half a year?"
Tokugawa Ichiro immediately lowered his face and shouted: "Of course I recognize you. I will recognize you even if you turn into ashes. I just didn't expect that you would dare to set foot on my Fuso land!"
Tang Feng stood with his hands behind his hands, looked at the vast seaside city of Hokkaido in front of him, and laughed loudly: "The world is so big, there is no place that I, Dragon Thorn, dare not go to!"
Tokugawa Ichiro held the famous sword in his hand tightly and gritted his teeth: "Although you dare to come, but this time, I'm afraid you won't die if you go back!"
Only then did Tang Feng look away, glanced at him briefly, and said coldly: "Is it just you?"
Tokugawa Ichiro gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "Half a year ago you cut off the sword inherited from my Tokugawa family, which caused our Tokugawa family to suffer great shame and humiliation. This shame must be washed away with your blood today!"
With a clang sound, he had already drawn his sword. The rising sun suddenly broke through the sea, and a ray of fiery red light happened to shine on his view of the world, making this famous sword even more dazzling.
Seeing this, the other three samurai companions hurriedly persuaded: "No, Tokugawa Ichiro, don't you know that this kid has become famous in the Chinese martial arts world in recent days, and it is no longer what he used to be?"
Ichiro Tokugawa gritted his teeth and shouted coldly: "Since he is not what he used to be, how can I stand still? I, Tokugawa, am no longer the Tokugawa I was six months ago!"
The three warrior companions couldn't help but say: "But you should know that this person is now named the Dragon Thorn User of the Chinese Dragon Group, one of the six dragon messengers. This status is equivalent to that of our Sword Saint Palace Saint Son!"
Tokugawa Ichiro's expression changed, but he still shouted: "How can the small Chinese Dragon Group be compared with our Fuso Sword Master Palace? The so-called Dragon Group Dragon Thorn User, in front of our Sword Saint Palace Saint Son, can only
I’m afraid I’m not even good enough to carry my shoes!”
When Tang Feng heard this, he just sneered and didn't even bother to explain. As a warrior, it was impossible for the opponent not to know the status of the Chinese Dragon Group, and even to surpass Fuso's Sword Saint Palace.
As for the dragon group Dragon Thorn User, his strength is of course similar to that of the Sword Master Palace Saint Son, or even stronger.
Of course Tokugawa Ichiro also knew, but now he was blinded by hatred and unwilling to admit it.
Tokugawa Ichiro quickly shouted: "The so-called Chinese warriors are just sick men who are just fishing for fame and flattering each other, but in fact they have no real ability at all!"
Tang Feng shook his head slightly and sighed: "You can scold me, but if you insult all the warriors in China, you will definitely die today!"
Tokugawa Ichiro looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "You still want to kill me. In the past six months, I have practiced hard day and night and my skills have improved greatly. Do you think you can still beat me?"
"Pull out your sword!" Tokugawa Ichiro shouted coldly, holding up his famous sword with both hands.
"You are no longer worthy of me using weapons!" Tang Feng stared at him with disdain and said word by word: "Remember, you only have one chance to take action!"
"Arrogant!" Tokugawa Ichiro jumped up high.
"Breaking the Wind!" He roared wildly, holding the knife with both hands, and with a wave of his hand, the sword immediately struck Tang Feng with all the energy.
However, Tang Feng still stood still, not even looking at the opponent's sword. Although this sword was a famous sword, the person who wielded the sword was too low-level to be far away from him.
In just an instant, the Guanshi Zhengzong reached above his head. At this time, Tang Feng finally moved, and his right hand was gently raised to explore and grasp.
The next moment all the sword energy disappeared, and even Tokugawa Ichiro was frozen on the spot.
Tang Feng just raised his hand slightly, not only breaking the sword energy, but also sealing the opponent's person. Then he pulled his wrist, and the Guanshi Zhengzong came into his hand.
All this happened too fast, and it was as fleeting as lightning. At this time, Tokugawa Ichiro had just recovered from the shock and subconsciously stepped back.
But with his ninth-level Grandmaster realm, how could he retreat under a powerful man whose combat power was comparable to that of the True Yuan Martial Lord?
With just a flick of Tang Feng's wrist, the blue knife was placed on the opponent's neck.
Tokugawa Ichiro's whole body trembled violently and he no longer dared to move. His face was even pale with fright. Only then did he realize that the opponent's strength was much higher than his.
"What do you want?" Tokugawa Ichiro tried his best to calm down, but his feet were already shaking.
Tang Feng did not answer him, but shook his head repeatedly and said: "The knife is a good knife, but it is a pity that the person who uses the knife is too weak. But it is not unfair for you to die under this knife."
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Tokugawa Ichiro's expression changed drastically, and he shouted tremblingly: "You want to kill me, how dare you kill me?"
The other three ninja warriors also said: "Your Excellency Tang Feng, this is not Huaxia, but Fusang. If you dare to move, you will definitely die, and that Huaxia woman will also die."
Tokugawa Ichiro also said: "Yes, if you want to save that Chinese woman, you must not act rashly!"
Tang Feng suddenly turned his head, stared at the three of them, and said one by one: "I know this is Fusang, but the person I, Dragon Thorn, want to kill, even if this is the Sword Saint Palace, he will not survive!"
"Human, I want to save you..."
Tang Feng didn't say anything else, because he had already demonstrated it with his actions. With one stroke of his hand holding the knife, Tokugawa Ichiro's head rolled down like a rubber ball, and then a stream of blood spurted out.
The remaining three warriors' faces turned pale with fear. They had never seen a Chinese warrior dare to kill so much on the ground of Fusang, and they couldn't help but retreat.
Tang Feng looked at the three of them coldly and said: "Since Fusang knows that I am the dragon envoy of the Chinese Dragon Group, it is impossible to just send you four little shrimps out, lead the way!"
