Miyata Shizumi and Lu Yu, who were still beside Fang Xiaoyu, had already been squeezed out of the crowd by these masters.
When these two beauties saw Fang Xiaoyu and were surrounded by a group of tall swordsmen, their hearts were in their throats.
"What should I do? Miss Miyata, will Fang Xiaoyu be okay?" Lu Yu asked Miyata Jingmei in a low voice.
"I don't know either! I hope he's okay!" Miyata Shizumi gritted her teeth, but a trace of worry flashed across her face.
She had seen how powerful Fang Xiaoyu was, but she had also heard about how powerful the swordsman masters of the Witchcraft Society were, and that there would also be karate masters, snipers, etc. The Witchcraft Society was really too powerful.
At this moment, she didn't dare to make blind guesses, she could only wait and see.
In the center of the altar, Wu Xiuchungong, the elder who protects the altar, made a gesture to his twenty-eight subordinates with a cold face.
"kill!"
"Hi!"
All the swordsmen responded in unison.
Twenty-eight inner kendo masters showed off their samurai swords and prepared to slash at Fang Xiaoyu.
Fang Xiaoyu just glanced at everyone indifferently, not taking these guys seriously at all.
He glanced at Gu Ling in his arms with a smile, and comforted with a smile: "Beauty, I'm afraid I'm going to frighten you. Just close your eyes first, and then I'm going to start a killing spree."
"Well! No matter what you do, I will be on your side." Gu Ling nodded firmly and closed her eyes immediately.
Fang Xiaoyu reached into the soul-collecting altar at his waist, gently opened the soul-collecting altar, and shouted softly to Gu Ling in his arms: "My dear, I have wronged you first. Stay in the soul-collecting altar."
After a while, after I clean up these animals, I will take you home."
"Okay!" Gu Ling nodded.
Fang Xiaoyu kissed the beauty gently on her forehead and immediately activated the spell to collect Gu Ling's human soul into the soul collecting altar.
He raised his face, looked across with sharp eyes, glanced at the twenty-eight kendo masters fiercely and said: "Come on, today I will use my Tiangang Sword to let you understand what the true kendo is."
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With that said, Fang Xiaoyu took out thirty-six copper coins from his French cloth bag.
Seeing that what Fang Xiaoyu took out from the French cloth bag was not a sword, but thirty-six copper coins, the twenty-eight swordsman masters in front of him couldn't help laughing loudly.
"Hahaha! This kid is so interesting, he actually brought out thirty-six broken copper coins."
"This piece of shit is still talking about swordsmanship!"
"Fuck you, what kind of sword is this? I think it's cheap!"
The leader is a monkey-faced kendo master.
He stood the sword in his hand in front of him and said with a cold smile: "Fang Xiaoyu, today I will let you see what the true way of the sword is."
As soon as the words were spoken, a copper coin flew out of Fang Xiaoyu's hand.
Immediately afterwards, there was a crisp "snap" sound, and the sword in the monkey-faced swordsman's hand was instantly broken into two halves.
"Ah, how could this happen?" The monkey-faced swordsman's eyes widened in disbelief: "This is impossible, this is Yinhan Island, and you can't use your inner strength to break my sword edge."
"But I've already done it."
Fang Xiaoyu smiled coldly, glanced at the monkey-faced swordsman and said: "Anyone who can kill people is a good sword, and this is the way of the sword."
"Bullshit swordsmanship, I'll see if I don't kill you." The monkey-faced swordsman, still unconvinced, picked up the remaining half of the sword and slashed at Fang Xiaoyu's body.
"Soldiers!"
Seeing that the sharp broken sword was about to chop down Fang Xiaoyu's body.
At the moment of lightning, Fang Xiaoyu waved the copper coin sword in his hand and drew it towards the opponent's body.
"call out!"
The Tiangang Copper Coin Sword, like a sharp dagger, instantly cut through the stomach of the monkey-faced swordsman. The blood of the monkey-faced swordsman suddenly flowed out. He screamed "Ah" and fell to the ground, motionless.
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Seeing this horrific scene, the remaining twenty-seven swordsmen all looked horrified.
Some people in the crowd began to want to retreat.
"What are you afraid of? This kid just has a little spiritual energy. There is nothing to be afraid of." Wu Xiuchungong, the elder of the altar guard, shouted at his subordinates angrily. As he spoke, he waved the long sword in his hand and pointed it at
The swordsman who retreated struck down with his sword. He heard a scream of "ah" and the swordsman fell to the ground and never got up again.
Wu Xiuchungong shouted loudly to the swordsmen: "The sword is there and the man is there, kill me!"
After saying that, he raised the sword in his hand and struck Fang Xiaoyu's body.
Seeing this, the other twenty-six swordsmen also picked up their samurai swords and struck at Fang Xiaoyu's body.
Fang Xiaoyu didn't bother to pay attention. He turned around and swung the Tiangang copper coin sword from before, and heard a crashing sound.
After watching him turn around, more than twenty samurai swords were immediately split in half by his Tiangang sword, and then three more sword masters fell down.
"Ah...how could this happen? Hurry, retreat quickly."
"Oh my god, this kid is so scary, we won't play anymore, we won't play anymore."
"I won't play either."
Someone in the crowd shouted, and the remaining swordsmen dropped their swords one by one, and rushed towards the crowd. After a while, they disappeared.
At this time, the altar was completely empty. Only Wu Xiuchungong still held up the samurai sword in his hand, looking at Fang Xiaoyu reluctantly.
He shook his head in disbelief and said: "Boy, who are you? Why are you still able to exert such power on Yinhan Island? Aren't you a human?"
"Want to know?" Fang Xiaoyu smiled coldly.
Wu Xiuchungong was stunned for a moment, nodded, and then gritted his teeth and said: "However, I want to prove with actual facts that my sword can kill you. Come on! Go to hell!"
As he spoke, he swung the samurai sword in his hand and slashed at Fang Xiaoyu's body.
"Tiangang Sword, kill!"
Fang Xiaoyu raised the thunder energy in his body and blocked it with the samurai sword.
"boom!"
The two swords struck each other, but they exploded like thunder.
The powerful thunder energy directly shook Wu Xiuchun Gong and the sword in his hand to fly.
"Ah...no..."
I saw Wu Xiuchungong flying upside down and being smashed backwards.
Finally, it fell on a pillar ten meters away, and blood poured all over the ground. Life or death was unknown.
"Does anyone dare to come here again?" Fang Xiaoyu picked up the Tiangang Sword in his hand and walked forward arrogantly.
People had dispersed long ago. The disciples of the Witchcraft Club originally wanted to surround Fang Xiaoyu, but after seeing Fang Xiaoyu's effort in a blink of an eye, he killed so many people that no one dared to step forward again.