Chapter 61 Young master, let you have three swords
The samurai sword in the Japanese man's hand shone with a cold light, and he was about to step forward and kill the two of them with one strike. At this moment, a voice rang out from the riverside.
"Have you ever asked me if you want to kill my Chinese warriors in my Chinese territory?"
"Have you ever asked me if you want to kill my Chinese warriors in my Chinese territory?"
The sound was extremely abrupt and resounded in the woods beside the river. Ji Ruoyan, Liao Rucheng and the Japanese man were all shocked.
Both Ji Ruoyan and Ji Ruoyan are at the pinnacle of master craftsmanship, and the Japanese man is even half-step to the supreme level. With their level of cultivation, looking at the younger generation in the world, they are definitely on the front line, but there is someone in the forest, so close, but they are
No one noticed?
"who?"
The Japanese man's eyes narrowed slightly and he shouted loudly.
"Swipe!"
There was a soft sound, and fallen leaves flew in the forest. A figure in white appeared in front of Ji Ruoyan and Liao Rucheng very suddenly, with his back to them, facing the Japanese man directly.
The visitor stood with his hands behind his back, with a detached air. Just standing there, it seemed as if he could hold up the world with one hand even if the world tipped over.
Ji Ruoyan and Liao Rucheng could only see the younger generation of the visitor and had no idea who it was, but the Japanese man saw his face and his expression changed drastically.
This person who suddenly appeared is really too young.
He looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, with an indifferent face, eyes like stars, and no warrior aura about him. He looked ordinary, but when he approached, the Japanese man showed no warning at all.
"Master!"
This thought flashed through the mind of the Japanese man, and his pupils shrank again. When Ye Chen faced him, he showed no fear and fear. Instead, he was calm and calm. He had only seen this kind of demeanor in his teacher.
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"Unexpectedly, Japanese warriors are still so despicable and shameless. They hide in our Chinese land and kill our Chinese warriors. Have all your bushido spirit been used in making 'action movies'?"
The young man's voice was indifferent and his face showed no emotion at all. It was Ye Chen.
He found traces of the Japanese man in the rental house and followed him all the way, discovering that the target of the Japanese man was actually Ji Ruoyan and Liao Rucheng.
He overheard their conversation and knew that Japanese men had recently massacred talented Chinese warriors in Sichuan and Guizhou, so he showed up just as Ji Ruoyan and the two were about to be killed.
The Japanese man stared at Ye Chen for a long time and could not recall that there was such a number one figure in the Chinese martial arts world.
"Who are you? You are not among the nine top martial arts geniuses in China!"
He originally thought that Ye Chen was one of the nine people, but after careful identification, he found that Ye Chen was not among them. He was a strange young man that he had never seen before, let alone heard of.
"I am indeed not among those nine!"
Ye Chen shook his head, and then pointed his thumb towards Ji Ruoyan and Liao Rucheng behind him.
"And originally, I didn't intend to save the two of them. If I want to blame you, it's because you are from Japan. I will never let Chinese warriors be killed by Japanese people in front of me!"
When Ji Ruoyan and Liao Rucheng heard this, they were secretly angry, but they were also very curious to know who the person who suddenly appeared was.
But now the two of them were seriously injured and couldn't get up, and Ye Chen always turned his back to them, so that they couldn't see his face.
"You are young, but your tone is quite impressive!"
The Japanese man calmed down and the samurai sword in his hand trembled slightly.
"You are able to approach here silently, presumably because you have practiced some kind of concealment technique, but if you want to save people from my sword, that is just nonsense!"
"Even Ye Xing, Hua Nongying, and Li Qingyu, who are the strongest among you Huaxia talented warriors, will definitely not be able to do it here!"
After he finished speaking, he swung his palm and slashed out his samurai sword diagonally, cutting a large stone next to him in half.
"Just because they can't do it, doesn't mean I can't do it!"
Ye Chen's eyes were like stars and he was full of confidence.
"You have killed so many Chinese warriors. Today, I will remove this cancer from Japan and let you see what real power is!"
"Hmph, arrogant!"
The Japanese man sneered when he heard the words, and struck out with the samurai sword in his hand. The cold light danced. Under the moonlight, he saw a cold light flashing across the sky. The sword was so quick and slow that it was almost difficult to distinguish it with the naked eye.
He simply didn't believe that Ye Chen could be stronger than him, after all, Ye Chen was too young.
Among the talented warriors in the Chinese martial arts world today, they are the three leaders, Ye Xing, Li Qinyun, and Hua Nongying. He may not take it seriously. Ye Chen, a little-known young boy who suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
, how could he be afraid at all?
"careful!"
Seeing the Japanese man slashing at him, Ji Ruoyan from behind suddenly screamed and wanted to remind Ye Chen.
She knew very well how fast Japanese men's knives were.
The blade came across and was about to cut open Ye Chen's chest. Bloodthirsty murderous intent flashed in the Japanese man's eyes, and he added a little more force. He wanted to chop this kid who suddenly appeared and interrupted his plan into two.
"clang!"
At this moment, only a low moan was heard.
The Japanese man's sharp knife, which was killing people like numbness, was stagnant in mid-air, motionless, and at the end of the blade, two fingers were clamped on the tip of the knife.
Just these two fair and slender fingers, the Japanese man's killing blow was actually blocked!
Behind them, Ji Ruoyan and Liao Rucheng were stunned on the spot when they saw this scene.
The Japanese man was even more stunned on the spot, with deep shock and disbelief in his eyes.
He has been practicing swordsmanship with his teacher for fifteen years. He has been working hard and improving day by day, and his understanding of the sword is extremely strong. Among his peers, there is almost no one who can compete with him.
When he kills people, he always only kills with three swords. Within three swords, no opponent is not killed by his katana, which shows how powerful his sword is and how fast he is.
It is already extremely difficult to catch it with the naked eye, but Ye Chen not only understood the trajectory of his sword, but also gave A Yong two fingers to disintegrate his attack. How is this possible?
He filled his hands with internal energy, and he wanted to use the samurai sword to cut off Ye Chen's fingers, but no matter how hard he tried, Ye Chen's two fingers were like iron pliers, holding the sword tightly without any movement.
inch forward.
"Looking at you, it seems that you are very confident in the sword in your hand. I will give you a chance to use three swords!"
"This is the first sword!"
Ye Chen grinned and retracted his fingers, and then the Japanese man's knife was able to come out.
He jumped back and retreated three feet away, his expression becoming serious.
Although he did not use all his strength with this sword, he still used 80% of his strength, and the angle of the attack was tricky. Even a peak master could kill him on the spot. However, Ye Chen lightly blocked the sword. This was definitely
Something like no other.
The young man in front of him actually has strength comparable to him, or in other words, stronger than him?
How could a boy of seventeen or eighteen have such strength?
But Ji Ruoyan and Liao Rucheng were in disbelief. Ye Chen not only easily caught the Japanese man's sword, but also asked him to strike two more swords. How arrogant is this?
In other words, this is confidence in one's own strong strength.
"Come on, you still have two swords!"
Ye Chen clasped one hand behind his back and gently moved one hand towards the Japanese man. The provocation was very obvious.
"you wanna die!"
The Japanese man has been practicing swordsmanship for fifteen years and will never allow others to tarnish and underestimate his swordsmanship. No matter how good Ye Chen's skills are, he will try his best.
He immediately shouted angrily, swooped out, kicked the ground with both feet, turned into thorns, and pointed them towards Ye Chen's chest.
This sword is one of his special skills, called Seizing Soul and Pierce the Heart. One sword can pierce the enemy's heart and kill him with one blow.
"clang!"
There was still a soft moan, his blade was the same as before, and it was stuck between two fingers by Ye Chen.