Miyamoto's eyes almost burst open, filled with shock, grief, anger, and unwillingness.
He never thought that he would die in Wutong Mountain, let alone that he would die in Mark's hands.
Lu Qing stood up and warned on behalf of the Wushu Association, making Gong Ben think that Ye Fan did not dare to make a mistake, but unexpectedly, Ye Fan still ignored him and killed him.
"Yang Country has a big enemy..."
The last glimmer of light left in Miyamoto's eyes seemed to be questioning the injustice of fate, and contained deep sorrow, anger and worry.
Then, he tilted his head and died next to Lu Qing's high heels.
There was dead silence in the whole place.
Miyamoto...is dead...
Miyamoto lost!
Miyamoto is dead!
This one of the ten famous swordsmen who had been in the Yang Kingdom for thirty years was crushed by Ye Fan and lost his life.
Yamamoto Jiro and the others were all extremely sad and shocked, as if their spiritual support had been castrated.
Their gazes focused on Ye Fan. In their eyes, it seemed as if the sun was setting and a brighter sun was rising.
The Miyamoto disciples present felt as if they were mourning their heirs.
Lu Qing and Murong Sanqian were also stunned. They never expected that Ye Fan would dare to kill Miyamoto Tajima Mamoru after being warned.
Who gave Ye Fan the courage?
Gong Suqin in the corner was also stunned and couldn't react for a long time.
"Kill Ye Fan to avenge Mr. Miyamoto!"
When Lu Qing was stomped by Ye Fan angrily, Chiba Yui roared in grief and anger:
"Kill him! Kill him!"
Miyamoto's disciples roared and surrounded him, their swords blazing brightly and their murderous intent fierce, wanting to fight Ye Fan to the death.
"when--"
Ye Fan flashed the fish intestine sword with fierce killing intent:
"If you are willing to gamble but not admit defeat, do you want to die?"
With a flash of sword light, he directly cut down an enemy in front.
Then with a backhand sword, he stabbed the Miyamoto disciple who was attacking from behind.
Without pausing, he kicked out his right foot again and again, and two samurai swords shot through the air, directly piercing the two enemies.
In the blink of an eye, four Yang Kingdom warriors were bloodied and died tragically.
The other enemies instinctively retreated, feeling very sad, angry, and hostile, but they did not dare to act rashly.
Seeing the four Yang Kingdom warriors fall to the ground, Lu Qing reacted and shouted angrily:
"Ye Fan, do you still dare to kill someone?"
"You keep making mistakes again and again, do you have to go all the way to the dark side?"
She was very angry: "Why don't you just surrender?"
Murong Sanqian fanned the flames and shouted: "Ye Fan, you don't take Miss Lu and the Wushu Association seriously."
"Do you know what the Wushu Association is?"
"It is an organization that specifically connects the secular martial arts alliance and the hidden mountain sect, and represents the will and authority of the Chinese martial arts."
"You did not give face to Miss Lu and the Wushu Association, and you also made things get out of hand, seriously hurting the feelings of peaceful coexistence between the two parties."
He stimulated Ye Fan's nerves: "You will be killed by everyone."
"It's a fair fight today, no one can control my destiny."
Ye Fan glanced at the Miyamoto disciples surrounding him: "Miyamoto's skills are not as good as others, so don't embarrass him anymore."
"Ye Fan, go to hell!"
"ah--"
Chiba Yui saw that her companion did not dare to step forward. With only one hand left, she screamed, grabbed a katana and rushed over.
Iai kills!
The sword glowed like a sword, and the Milky Way fell straight down into the sky, slashing down violently, and struck Ye Fan forcefully.
A full blow.
"court death."
Ye Fan, who had just taken a breath, had a cold look in his eyes, struck a sword with his backhand, and collided with the opponent's samurai sword.
There was a crisp sound, Chiba Yui's body shook, and he fell out with the knife, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
The katana could not be grasped and fell from the palm of his hand.
"More powerful."
Chiba Yui was shocked in her heart. Only she knew how much force she exerted in the blow just now, but she couldn't even block Ye Fan's sword.
Several Yangguo people subconsciously shouted: "Qianye!"
"Huh? Not dead?"
There was a look of surprise on Ye Fan's face, as if he didn't expect Chiba Yui to be able to block his blow.
Then, with a flick of his wrist, he struck with another sword.
If one sword won't kill you, use two swords.
The edge of the sword is sharp.
Chiba Yui looked desperate when she saw this. She was exhausted from the previous sword attack and had not recovered yet. How could she resist Ye Fan's second sword?
"when--"
Just when Chiba Yui closed her eyes and waited for death, a bright sword light flashed out, blocking Ye Fan's fish intestine sword.
Then, a short and fat figure appeared, and he swung Ye Fan's fish intestine sword back.
Jiro Yamamoto.
This Yang Kingdom martial arts veteran, holding a samurai sword, stood sideways in front of Chiba Yui.
He stared at Ye Fan with a look of resentment: "Ye Fan, do you want to kill everyone?"
"You are really a bunch of villains."
Ye Fan's tone was indifferent: "It was a fair fight. If we lose, we won't admit it. They even got angry and besieged me. Now they are framing me and killing me."
"If you were not blind, you should have known that it was Chiba Yui and the others who took action first."
Ye Fan was slapped in the face without mercy.
Yamamoto Jiro shouted: "Chiba is Mr. Miyamoto's beloved disciple. If you kill Mr. Miyamoto, they have a deep love for each other, so it is understandable that they should attack you."
Lu Qing and several female companions also teased Ye Fan, saying, Miyamoto is dead, Qianye takes revenge, it is only natural and natural, how can we blame others for taking action first?
"You can kill me if there are extenuating circumstances?"
Ye Fan sneered: "Besides, their master-disciple relationship is so deep that it has nothing to do with me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan straightened his sword, and his killing intent instantly locked onto Jiro Yamamoto.
Yamamoto Jiro's expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously raised his knife to defend himself.
At this moment, Ye Fan kicked his foot violently, and a broken samurai sword flew out.
"flutter--"
A knife penetrates it.
Blood spurts.
Chiba Yui's delicate body trembled as she was just supported, and then she fell to the ground with a scream.
She covered her throat with one hand, but she couldn't stop the blood at all.
She stared at Ye Fan and squeezed out two words angrily: "Baga——"
Soon, she fell to the ground motionless, her beautiful eyes filled with endless grief and anger.
The faces of all the people in Yang country changed.
Yamamoto Jiro was even more angry: "Ye Fan——"
He never expected that Ye Fan would kill Chiba Yui under his nose.
Lu Qing was so angry that his cheeks turned blue. The matter was getting bigger and bigger. How could he explain it to Yang Guo? Ye Fan really didn't know how high the sky was.
In her opinion, Ye Fan just used dirty tricks to defeat Miyamoto by chance, but in the end, he really regarded himself as an invincible god of death.
She couldn't help shouting:
"Ye Fan, if you want to die, just die. I don't care about you anymore."
She originally wanted to keep Ye Fan's body intact, but Ye Fan turned out to be so disrespectful that she didn't want to care anymore.
"I said, anyone who stands in my way will die."
Ye Fan ignored Lu Qing, just looked at Yamamoto Jiro and said coldly:
"If you don't give way to me, don't blame me for being rude."
After he finished speaking, he kicked up a katana again, pointing one sword at Yamamoto Jiro, and the other at the surrounding Yang Kingdom warriors.
