"Tonight's battle will determine victory or defeat, as well as life and death."
As he spoke, he slowly pulled out the katana from his waist. His sword looked obviously different from an ordinary katana.
The blade is narrower and longer.
To be precise, it is very close to the Miao Dao used by Ma Hongtao.
In fact, Miao swords and sword techniques have a very deep connection with samurai swords and samurai sword techniques.
Miyamoto drew his sword out of its sheath, and his whole demeanor changed. He was as cold as a mountain, as gloomy as a night owl.
He stared at Qin Tian, and suddenly, a strange cry came out from his throat. He stared at the stone with his feet, volleyed down, held the knife in both hands, and slashed three times in the air!
After witnessing Suzuki being kicked back, he knew that Qin Tian was very fast.
Therefore, he made three slashes in the air to determine the direction where Qin Tian would dodge.
It can be said that all of Qin Tian's escape routes have been blocked.
Experts will know what's going on as soon as they take action. I have to say that although Miyamoto and Suzuki are brothers, they are too clever.
Qin Tian secretly cheered, feeling that this Miyamoto could compete with Ma Hongtao and even Zhui Feng before he lost his arm.
His expression was solemn, and he did not choose to dodge left and right, but retreated quickly.
He retreated two meters, just out of the range of Miyamoto's sword attack.
Miyamoto was also able to land safely. He held the knife in both hands, gathered all his momentum, stared at Qin Tian, and said in a deep voice: "You can choose a weapon."
"Japanese warriors never kill defenseless people!"
This guy actually has a bit of a samurai spirit.
"In that case, I'll give you some face."
Qin Tian sneered, looked around, walked over, and folded a piece of rattan. He held it in his hand, stood casually at his feet, and said lightly: "It's okay now."
What the hell...
Miyamoto's face turned green across from him.
After reacting, Suzuki, Noyoshi and the others began to scream ferociously like a group of mad dogs whose tails had been stepped on.
"Kill him!"
"Chop him up and feed him to the dogs!"
"Miyamoto-kun, come on quickly!"
"Broken into pieces!"
"Baga!" Miyamoto roared angrily, with red eyes, and slashed with his knife.
One chop, two chops, three chops...seven chops!
He actually used seven consecutive slashes in one breath!
The cold sword light poured towards Qin Tian like a piece of flowing water.
Qin Tian took seven steps back, just to see how many consecutive slashes Miyamoto could perform at most.
By the seventh cut, Miyamoto clearly suffered a setback.
Qin Tian secretly sighed in his heart, if this guy could achieve eight consecutive kills, then he would really take a high look at him.
Regardless of the eight consecutive slashes and the seven consecutive slashes, there is only one more slash. But the gap between them is like a chasm.
From seven to eight, that is a leap in realm!
Taking advantage of Miyamoto's pause, Qin Tian flicked his wrist. Like a poisonous snake that suddenly resurrected, Qin Tian slapped Miyamoto on the back of his hand with a snap.
Miyamoto screamed strangely and jumped aside quickly.
He felt a burning sensation on the back of his hand, and when he saw a scar immediately swelled up where he had been hit, he looked shocked.
Suzuki and others also opened their mouths and were speechless.
Could this guy really defeat Miyamoto with just a piece of cane?