About five kilometers away from the place where Yang Hao and Yamamoto Sasaki dueled, three helicopters were parked quietly on a flat ground.
On the ground in front of the three helicopters, a large group of fully armed soldiers were sitting. These people had solemn faces and said nothing. They just sat quietly on the ground holding their guns, waiting for orders.
In front of this group of people, a temporary table was set up. There were several devices on the table. Among them was a monitor. The screen was playing on the monitor. The screen was clearly that of Yang Hao and Yamamoto Sasaki who were fighting fiercely.
Scenes.
In front of the monitor, there are two people sitting, a tall old man with silver hair. He is wearing a very ordinary kimono. He looks no different from an ordinary old man, but his eyes staring at the monitor reveal something different.
His sharp eyes seemed to prove that this old man was different.
Next to the old man, stood a middle-aged man in his forties. This man was wearing a black cloak. He was also very tall and had a horizontal scar on his face, which made his face look a bit fierce.
, his eyes were also fixed on the display screen, his expression solemn.
"Mr. Yamamoto seems to have an advantage."
Seeing Yamamoto Sasaki almost cutting off Yang Hao with a backhand knife, the middle-aged man showed a look of regret on his face, but his expression became quite brisk. After all, from the situation in front of him, it seemed that Yamamoto had killed Yang Hao.
Hao is just a matter of time.
The silver-haired old man didn't speak. He just stared at the two people in the picture who were fighting hard with deep eyes.
The middle-aged man saw that the silver-haired old man didn't answer, looked at the picture a few times, and couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Kimura, how long do you think it will take Mr. Yamamoto to deal with this kid?"
The silver-haired old man frowned, seeming a little dissatisfied with the tone of the other person's words, or with his own attitude. He shook his head and said, "Not necessarily."
The middle-aged man was stunned: "Not necessarily? Mr. Kimura, do you think this kid can defeat Mr. Kimura? He looks very embarrassed. He is no match for Mr. Kimura..."
The middle-aged man was talking, but the situation on the screen suddenly changed again.
The swords of Yang Hao and Yamamoto Sasaki intersected, making a loud noise. The swords held several flowers in the air. Both sides were competing, trying to leave some marks on the other party's body with their swords (swords), but
But they all failed to do so.
The swords were separated, and Yang Hao rushed forward close to Yamamoto Sasaki. Yamamoto Sasaki slashed out with his sword, but Yang Hao suddenly shrank his chest and abdomen. He avoided the sword with a gap, and the sword in his hand took advantage of the opportunity to cut.
Yamamoto Sasaki's lower abdomen.
Yamamoto Sasaki didn't seem to expect that Yang Hao would react so quickly. In his expectation, Yang Hao should block or get out of the way. You must know that dodging at such a small distance is very dangerous. If the opponent has another change of move, then
It's easy to get yourself into a desperate situation.
However, it was Yang Hao's unexpected and bold advance that exceeded Yamamoto Sasaki's expectations, thus giving him an opportunity to counterattack.
Seeing that Yang Hao's sword was about to cut open Yamamoto Sasaki's stomach, Yamamoto Sasaki suddenly closed his stomach, tapped his toes on the ground, and flew back.
Yang Hao's sword chased Yamamoto Sasaki's body, closing the distance little by little. After all, the speed of the sword was much faster than his flying speed. Yamamoto Sasaki was just buying himself some time to react.
However, just when the sword touched Yamamoto Sasaki's belly, Yamamoto Sasaki had finally withdrawn his sword, and with a flick of it, the blade was inserted between the long sword and his stomach, blocking Yang Hao's sword at the critical moment.
And with the help of the power of the sword, he flew back one step again, and then pressed hard with his heels, stepping directly on the ground. With his body supported, the sword also gained strength. Yang Hao's sword edge was pressed against Yamamoto Sasaki's.
I can't get any further into my belly.
Yang Hao secretly thought that it was a pity that his sudden advance was also an adventure. He originally wanted to use this adventure to give the opponent a heavy blow, but after all, the opponent had rich experience. Under such circumstances, he was able to escape his fatal blow at a critical moment.
attack.
Yang Hao was not greedy for success and quickly retreated, putting some distance between himself and Yamamoto Sasaki.
Yamamoto Sasaki stood still and looked down at his belly. The clothes on his belly had been cut open, and there was a faint red mark on his belly.
Yamamoto Sasaki's face became more and more gloomy. He didn't expect that he had just taught Yang Hao a lesson, and the other party immediately retaliated, and became more ferocious, almost disemboweling him!
"You are indeed bold enough. Aren't you afraid that I will suddenly change my sword and pull it horizontally?"
Yang Hao calmly replied: "How can you be 100% sure in a battle? How can you win if you don't fight hard?"
Yamamoto Sasaki did not speak anymore, but raised his katana again. Similarly, Yang Hao also raised his Piaoxue sword.
Although the back and forth just now was dangerous, no substantial damage was done to either side. This battle has finally begun.
On the other side, the expression on the face of the middle-aged man who was watching the battle changed a bit. He glanced at Kimura Maki next to him and said with some fear: "This kid is really bold and ruthless. He can actually force Mr. Yamamoto to do so."
To this point..."
Kimura Maki snorted coldly: "If he didn't have this ability, how could he dare to challenge Yamamoto? He is very skilled with the sword and should be guided by a master, but his actual combat experience is still a bit lacking, but he seems to be fighting Yamamoto.
I have to hone myself...this person is not simple!"
There was a sinister look on the middle-aged man's face: "Since Mr. Yamamoto is not sure of victory, why not let me lead someone to kill him? He is just one person. We have so many guns, and we have so many guns."
On the helicopter, you can easily beat him into a sieve!"
Kimura Maki sneered: "Before Yamamoto can tell the winner, if you take someone with you, even if you kill the guy, do you believe that Yamamoto will chop off your head with his knife?"
The middle-aged man's expression suddenly became very unnatural. The reason why he made such a suggestion was that he wanted to help Yamamoto on the one hand, but also had his own selfish motives on the other hand. If he killed this person, then he had made a decision.
A man of great merit, of course, would not admit the latter point.
"Mr. Kimura, I just want to help Mr. Yamamoto. Why does he treat me like this?"
Kimura Maki glanced at the middle-aged man with a sneer, as if he could see through his heart, but only glanced at him before turning his eyes back to the screen.
"Don't I know what you are thinking? But that man Yamamoto is a lunatic. I also want to kill that man, and I also want to torture him slowly, but am I not here to watch? He must be thinking about himself.
If we go to kill that man, his knife will really hit me, and he will not consider other factors."
The middle-aged man's face was a bit red, and he said unwillingly: "Am I just going to look at it like this? What if that kid is really that strong? If it's like just now, Mr. Yamamoto..."
Kimura Maki sneered: "This is the dignity of a martial artist. In a one-on-one situation, if he still can't kill the opponent, then he will die. If he successfully kills the opponent, then there is no need to say anything.
If he fails, then we can go over and kill that guy, which can be regarded as revenge for him."
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment: "Are we really just watching like this and doing nothing?"
Kimura Maki snorted coldly: "Of course, this is what Yamamoto himself asked for. Besides, if he can't even kill a guy in his thirties, then he will die."
The middle-aged man lowered his head and was secretly surprised. He had long heard that there was a fight inside the Erzhai Hall, and now it seemed that it was indeed true.
Ono Saburo was killed on the road. A large group of people died tragically, but a passerby discovered it and called the police. Although the news was blocked to avoid causing panic, it was urgent to find the murderer, and right here
At that time, Kimura Maki from Ersaitang found them and told them that he knew who the murderer was, so he was sent with a team of fully armed soldiers to assist Kimura Maki.
Kimura Maki is the sword master of Nizhaitang. He is a famous figure in Japan. At the same time, he also works in a special organization in Japan. Although he is not a powerful figure, his status is quite high. This middle-aged man
Although he is a powerful figure that everyone respects outside, he dare not show any airs in front of Kimura Maki.
Kimura Maki looked at the screen in front of him, his eyes a little solemn.
Although he said this, he was still very shocked in his heart. Yang Hao was a Chinese cultivator, so he couldn't be wrong, but a thirty-year-old cultivator could actually fight against Yamamoto Sasaki.
It's difficult to give up, advance and retreat, and even threaten Yamamoto's life, but this strength is a bit ridiculously high.
Kimura Maki has fought against the practitioners before. He knows how powerful they are. Even with his strength, he does not dare to challenge the old guys from the hidden families. The Chinese practitioners also have a huge intimidation effect on them.
The practice method of Japanese martial arts practitioners is actually similar to the Qi training method of Chinese practitioners. In other words, it has the same origin from ancient times, but some analysis has occurred in subsequent development, which has resulted in two different ways of practice.
Kimura Maki knows the level of Chinese practitioners. According to Yamamoto Sasaki's strength, he can at least match the level of Chinese practitioners at the Dacheng state. However, this young man is only in his thirties and has already reached the Dacheng state!
At this age and with this strength, even in history, he is considered to be one of the few talented masters, right?
Now in his thirties, he is already so powerful. How can he still do it in time?
Kimura Maki stared at the screen, but he had already secretly made a decision in his mind. If Yamamoto really died in the hands of Yang Hao, he would kill Yang Hao here today at all costs!
This is a ferocious tiger and must not be left behind. That is raising tigers and causing trouble! (To be continued)