Yamamoto Ichiro felt lucky. He was the deputy master of the Hermitage Hall and the number one swordsman in Japan. If Lin Zhan had not been injured before, he might not have been sure to defeat Lin Zhan.
"Yamamoto Ichiro, I am really worried for you. If you are used as a gunman, you will not only harm yourself, but you will also implicate the hermitage!"
Lin Zhan felt ridiculous when he saw Yamamoto Ichiro looking like he was sure of victory. He had suffered internal injuries, but his cultivation was still that of a master. It was a blessing in disguise. No one knew that during this period of time, he had unexpectedly
of harvest.
"Haha, Lin Zhan, the provocation method is of no use to me. Killing you is also my contribution to the organization. I will be honored to die!"
After saying that, Yamamoto Ichiro suddenly burst into action, and with a sound of piercing the air, the golden scimitar in his hand stabbed directly into Lin Zhan's chest.
Yamamoto Ichiro was extremely fast, like a shooting star, he arrived in front of Lin Zhan in the blink of an eye.
Lin Zhan seemed to be stunned by Yamamoto Ichiro's sudden outburst. He stood motionless, staring at the golden scimitar with cold light.
Whoosh!
Just when Yamamoto Ichiro thought that Lin Zhan was certain to die, Lin Zhan actually disappeared!
"this!"
Yamamoto Ichiro looked at the empty front in shock, his feet staggering, and at the same time he felt bad in his heart.
"Are you looking for me?"
Lin Zhan's cold swishing sound sounded behind Ichiro Yamamoto.
"Oops, not good!"
Yamamoto Ichiro secretly screamed, without looking back, he slashed directly to the back with the scimitar in his hand.
puff!
The scimitar struck Lin Zhan's body accurately, and Lin Zhan stood motionless at that time!
"Brother Zhan!"
Irene exclaimed and was about to go over to help Lin Zhan.
"Captain, something is wrong!"
Lao Ba grabbed Irene and looked at Lin Zhan.
"Haha, the God of War is nothing more than that. Lin Zhan, you are dead, wait until I kill you, and then kill everyone here. From now on, without Zhan Xuanyuan, I will be invincible in the world!"
Yamamoto Ichiro laughed proudly, and killed Lin Zhan, eliminating the worries of the Japanese country, and attacking the Chinese country was just around the corner.
"Yamamoto Ichiro, I don't know where your confidence comes from. The number one swordsman is actually a fool!"
Lin Zhan looked at Yamamoto Ichiro with a half-smile, as if he were looking at a fool.
"Lin Zhan, anyone who is hit by my scimitar will definitely have no hope of survival. You..."
Yamamoto Ichiro's proud words suddenly choked back when he saw the scene in front of him.
"How is this possible, Lin Zhan, you...you are!" Yamamoto Ichiro's words were all in vain, because he saw that the scimitar originally pierced Lin Zhan's chest did not hurt Lin Zhan, but bounced directly.
He flew back and attacked him uncontrollably, just like he used to attack Lin Zhan.
Exactly the same, it's also my own chest.
Plop!
Yamamoto Kazuro tried to dodge but was too late, so he was so frightened that he fell to the ground directly.
Whoosh!
The scimitar flew past his back, and the powerful aura directly cut his clothes, leaving a bloody mess on his back.
Yamamoto Ichiro groaned.
"Lin Zhan, you are looking for death!"
Yamamoto Ichiro was ashamed and angry. He had never been so embarrassed. When he got up from the ground, he had two more scimitars in his hand. He rushed towards Lin Zhan angrily.
The scimitar shone with cold light and crackled sound, and Yamamoto Ichiro's speed increased several times.
Lingbo Weibu?!
Lin Zhan frowned and retreated a few feet away, easily dodging Yamamoto Ichiro's attack.
Yamamoto Ichiro approaches again.
Lin Zhan also dodged easily.
Yamamoto Ichiro was really anxious later. This was his special skill. Unexpectedly, after working for a long time, he didn't even touch the corner of Lin Zhan's clothes.
"Bagya Road!"
Yamamoto Ichiro was completely panicked, and the scimitar in his hand became faster, while using 100% of his internal energy.
Bang!
Bang!
After a few rounds, Lin Zhan fully understood Yamamoto Ichiro's tactics.
"Yamamoto Ichiro, you are too slow!"
Lin Zhan, who was still avoiding, suddenly started to fight back.
Boom!
Looking at Yamamoto Ichiro's neutral position, Lin Zhan kicked Yamamoto Ichiro in the chest.
Plop!
Bang!
Yamamoto Ichiro was kicked back several steps and fell directly to the ground, and the golden scimitar in his hand flew out.
"Bagya Road!"
Yamamoto Ichiro became furious and flew in front of the scimitar. After picking it up, he threw it directly towards Lin Zhan.
Bang!
The scimitar was fixed on Lin Zhan's body and fell to the ground with a clang.
"You...you, you have a body of pure strength!" Yamamoto Ichiro then noticed something was wrong with Lin Zhan. More than once, he saw with his own eyes that his scimitar had stabbed Lin Zhan, let alone Lin Zhan.
Injured, even the skin is not broken at all, the only explanation is the terrible result
.
The body of pure steel is a legendary magical skill. Once you develop the body of pure steel, you will only be invulnerable in the early stage. But once you develop the body of true pure steel, you can be damaged by mortars and bombs.
Not even a cent.
No one on the entire earth has developed a body of pure strength, but Lin Zhan succeeded. How could Lin Zhan be so lucky!
Poof, poof!
Just when Yamamoto Ichiro was about to fight to the death, two golden scimitars pierced his chest.
"How can it be!"
Yamamoto Ichiro spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at the scimitar on his chest in disbelief.
He would actually die under his own weapon!
"Haha, Lin Zhan, you are indeed worthy of your reputation. However, if you kill me, you will become the enemy of the entire Hermitage Hall. From now on, you will be hunted by the Hermitage Hall to the death!"
Yamamoto Ichiro smiled sadly. He was really too naive. He had always been unwilling to accept Lin Zhan's good reputation in the world. Now it seems that he has overestimated his abilities.
Lin Zhan suffered internal injuries, even though he tried several attacks, he still failed!
Bang!
Lin Zhan was several meters away and received another punch from the air.
"This punch is for my comrade Wei Hua!"
"Bang!"
"This punch is for my parents to hit you!"
Bang!
"This punch is your punishment for entering China without permission!"
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Lin Zhan did not give Yamamoto Ichiro a chance to fight back or speak, and used 100% of his inner strength in every punch.
The power of China cannot be violated by anyone!
Yamamoto Kazuro's head was beaten to pieces by Lin Zhan, and blood lay on the ground.
Plop!
Yamamoto Ichiro's body collapsed to the ground.
"Wei Hua, brothers of Yueying, I have avenged you!"
Lin Zhan's eyes flashed with grief, even if he killed Yamamoto Ichiro, his brothers would not survive.
"Brother Zhan!"
Irene came to the body of Yamamoto Ichiro and took out a letter from his inner pocket. When she saw the contents of the letter, Irene's expression suddenly changed.
He looked at Lin Zhan in fear.
"bring here!"
Lin Zhan said.
Irene handed the letter to Lin Zhan. On the red letter, Lin Zhan's information and the distribution of the Moon Shadow Guards were clearly written!