"Are those Shinto-style people who caused trouble at Hongxuan Restaurant tonight the same group as you?" Ye Junlang said. He stared at Sato Tsuda, smiled calmly, and said, "At first, I was wondering about you Shinto-style
Why did the people come to Jianghai City? It turns out they came here specially to deal with me."
"Ye Junlang, you are so arrogant that you hurt the people under my command. Tonight is the day you die!"
Sato Tsuda spoke, and he gestured to Aoyama.
Aoyama waved his hand, and more than a dozen Shinto-style warriors in the field moved. They drew out bright and sharp guns, forming a semicircle and surrounding Ye Junlang.
As these Japanese warriors displayed their weapons one after another, a cold and murderous aura began to permeate the surroundings, and a series of fierce murderous intentions also locked Ye Junlang.
Ye Junlang seemed to be completely unaware. He walked towards the lobby of the villa, and did not see any alert actions on his part. His masculine and handsome face looked extremely calm. He looked at Sato Tsuda and said: "Shinto
You are a ninth-level swordsman, but you don’t know which level your swordsmanship has reached?"
"It's enough to kill you!"
Sato Tsuda's face darkened, and murderous intent burst out in his eyes. He shouted coldly: "Go ahead, kill him on the spot!"
The figures of the Eastern warriors who surrounded Ye Junlang in the field moved one after another, and they immediately slashed forward with swords. The sharp sound of sharp blades piercing the air resounded, and strands of cold light appeared out of thin air, covering them all.
Toward the place where Ye Junlang was.
However, when these Japanese warriors attacked for the first time, they were shocked to see that Ye Junlang's figure had disappeared from the spot!
call!
Some violent winds roared in the field. Under the action of these Japanese warriors, Ye Junlang had already started his own speed in advance. He rushed towards Sato Tsuda like a sharp arrow shot out.
To capture the thief, capture the king first.
As long as the leader Sato Tsuda is knocked down, it will be a heavy blow to the morale of these Japanese samurai, and the subsequent battle will be much easier.
Sato Tsuda did not expect that Ye Junlang would come towards him immediately. At this moment, a terrifying aura like a god or a demon burst out from Ye Junlang. The aura seemed to come from the abyss.
Unfathomable, extremely powerful!
Under the crushing force of this momentum, Sato Tsuda's heart tightened suddenly, and he subconsciously took a step back.
A murderous intent flashed in the eyes of Qingshan on the side, and he suddenly pulled out a silk-wrapped sword. The blade of this sword is thin and extremely soft, but it is extremely sharp and can often kill people without being seen.
Qingshanmu flicked his right wrist, and the silk-wrapped sword immediately turned into a spiritual snake. The sword twisted and looked like a silver thread winding towards Ye Junlang.
laugh!
Ye Junlang raised his right hand, and the Mad Dog Tactical Assault Knife in his hand turned into a lightning-like edge and struck forward, meeting the stalking silk sword.
clang!
With a sound, the silk-wrapped sword was not shaken away. Instead, with Qingshanmu's strange hand strength, the silk-wrapped sword suddenly entangled the saber in Ye Junlang's hand.
Ye Junlang sneered, and the muscles in his right arm suddenly stretched. He activated his extreme power and pulled the saber in his hand backwards.
In an instant, an extremely powerful burst of power was transmitted along the silk-wrapped sword to Qingshanmu's arm. Facing Ye Junlang's sudden burst of extreme power, he had no way to resist it.
He felt an irresistible force pulling his body forward. In an instant, the silk-wrapped sword in his hand came out of his hand, and his whole body staggered forward uncontrollably.
What came his way was a sweeping leg kick!
call!
Ye Junlang's right leg suddenly swept forward. The moment the leg exploded, the surrounding air seemed to be compressed to the extreme, and then exploded with a "bang", and the harsh leg wind pierced the eardrums.
It's not like a kick, it's more like a cannonball!
boom!
Ye Junlang's leg swept across the oncoming Qingshanmu. A dense "click" sound immediately came from Qingshanmu's thin body. It was the sound of bones breaking.
passed out.
Aoyama flew out with a "whoosh" and did not stop until he hit the wall in front of the hall. When his body slipped along the wall and fell to the ground, he could no longer move and was completely breathless.
Absolutely dead!
Domineering!
This is simply too domineering, killing him with one kick!