Chapter three hundred and ninety-ninth refined steel claws
"Tsk tsk! This is a deep grudge!"
Luo Chen clicked his tongue in surprise when he saw the murderous look in the eyes of the young man in Mai.
The two families had met before when they got off the boat. Not only that, the two families smiled and nodded to say hello, but who would have thought that the two families who were so happy before would have such a deep hatred.
It seems that behind the smile is a heart that wants to kill the other person!
Luo Chen thought of what Nangong Dao had told him before, that people from aristocratic families would not do such mindless things as taunting and suppressing people and inciting hatred. They would only seize the opportunity to kill people directly! It seems that this is the opportunity.
"Sima Yan from the Sima family?!"
At this time, everyone also saw the young man in sackcloth walking towards the ring, and they suddenly exclaimed.
"This is only the first round! Two of the strongest are facing each other? This has not happened in the past two rounds, right?!"
"Haha! What luck! One family will definitely have to be eliminated this time. I'm waiting for a small family to have one more chance of getting ranked."
"Not bad! Not bad! This is luck!"
Everyone was talking and looking at Sima Yan and Mingren with smiles on their faces.
Sima Yan, a young man in sackcloth, turned a deaf ear to those voices. He still stared at Akihito on the stage and walked slowly.
The long horse-killing knife was dragged on the ground. The sharp blade drew a thin white line on the bluestone ground, and at the same time, it made a "hissing" sound that made people's skin crawl.
On the ring, looking at Sima Yan approaching, Akihito raised his chin again and laughed:
"Haha! I never thought I would have the chance to face you! You are a defeated general who is not as strong as me and not as charming as me. That girl..."
"kill!"
A monstrous roar interrupted Akihito. Sima Yan roared angrily, stamped his feet on the ground, jumped onto the ring, then held the knife in both hands and slashed directly at Akihito.
"Hmph! If I can defeat you once, I can defeat you a second time!"
Looking at Sima Yan who was coming to kill him, Akihito's eyes were filled with murderous intent and he stood motionless.
When Sima Yan stepped forward and the sword he chopped off was only ten centimeters away from Akihito's head, Akihito suddenly stretched out his left hand and grabbed the sword.
"when!"
The flying flesh and blood that I expected did not appear, but instead there was a sound of gold and iron.
Everyone heard the sound and looked around, and saw that Akihito's left hand was directly holding the blade of the Zanma sword, and on Akihito's left hand, he was wearing a stainless steel glove.
It was an all-black fine steel glove. Except for the joints, the rest of the gloves were covered with hard fine iron. There were also sharp claws extending from the five fingers, which looked like eagle claws.
"snort!"
With a sneer, Akihito held the Zhanma sword without stopping at all. While holding the blade tightly with his left hand, his right hand quickly reached out and grabbed Sima Yan's chest. On his right hand, he was also wearing the same weapon.
Only stainless steel gloves.
"roll!"
With a roar, Sima Yan raised his foot and kicked Akihito's right wrist. At the same time, he used both hands to pull out his horse-zanting knife.
"Chi chi chi..."
The horse-killing knife was pulled out from the fine steel claw with difficulty, sparks erupted, and a tooth-piercing friction sound was made.
"Go for it!"
His right hand was forced to withdraw, and when he saw that the Zanma sword was about to be pulled out from his hand, Akihito no longer held the Zanma sword tightly, but instead pushed the Zanma sword forward fiercely.
"snort!"
While he was pulling, the horse-cutting knife suddenly came loose, and a greater thrust came. Sima Yan accidentally staggered.
However, Sima Yan is also a first-rate late stage master. While staggering backward, he instantly turned over and stood firm.
However, as soon as Sima Yan's body stood firm, Akihito didn't stop at all. He was already grabbing Sima Yan with his claws waving.
Looking at the two claws in front of him, Sima Yan, who had just stood firm, had no time to defend himself. He could only swing his Zhanma knife towards Akihito's hands, but was blocked by Akihito's left hand, while his right hand
He grabbed Sima Yan's waist fiercely.
"Chila!"
"snort!"
The clothes were torn, and there were four long scratches on Sima Yan's left waist. The scratches penetrated deeply into the flesh, and streams of blood were emerging.
Looking at this scratch, everyone around couldn't help but sweat. If Sima Yan hadn't tightened his waist at the critical moment, he might have broken his belly by now.
"You still haven't made any progress! No wonder you can't even protect a woman!"
Blowing away the remaining rags from the fine steel claw on his right hand, Akihito looked at Sima Yan with a sneer.
"Death! I want you to die!"
Hearing this, the anger in Sima Yan's heart was completely ignited. He ignored his wounds at all and slashed at Akihito crazily with red eyes.
This time, Sima Yan's true energy was trembling, and his attack speed doubled in vain. There was no move at all while the sword flashed, he just frantically released the long-suppressed anger in his heart.
"Chila!"
There were three scratches on his right arm that were deep enough to show the bone. Sima Yan didn't even look at it and slashed Akihito's neck with the knife.
"call!"
A fine steel claw carried a fierce wind and grabbed at the chest. Sima Yan ignored it and stabbed Akihito's chest with the same knife.
Faced with Sima Yan's life-for-life style of play, Akihito hurriedly stopped defending, but was suppressed by Sima Yan for a moment.
However, someone as cunning as Akihito looked at the furious Sima Yan and smiled coldly. While trying to defend, he would occasionally seize the loopholes in Sima Yan's lack of defense and give him a few harsh claws.
Just for a while, although Akihito was pressed down and beaten, Sima Yan's body was covered with scratches, and blood stains covered Sima Yan's body.
Seeing this scene, the small aristocratic families below started talking again.
"What's going on? Is this boy from the Sima family here to compete or seek revenge?"
"It's both a fight and a quest for revenge! In a battle between aristocratic families, life and death are at your own risk, and you can't seek revenge afterwards! Who wouldn't want to take revenge on such an opportunity?"
"It doesn't matter whether he is fighting or seeking revenge! It's best if they are all dead, so our chances will be greater!"
"Not bad!"
The small aristocratic families were discussing and looking at the shadows of swords and claws on the ring with smiles on their faces.
Under the stone pillar of the Nangong family, Nangong Dao also shook his head and sighed softly: "Brother Sima doesn't want to live anymore!"
Luo Chen didn't say anything, he just looked at the stage with squinted eyes, because the stage had reached its most intense moment.
I saw on the stage, a strong wind blew up between the two strands of true energy. In the "whooshing" strong wind, on one side was the light of swords filling the sky, and on the other side were the shadows of heavy claws.
A certain moment!
Covered by numerous claw shadows, a sharp claw stretched straight out silently and quickly stabbed towards Sima Yan's abdomen.
Sima Yan, on the other hand, seemed to have not seen the sharp claw. He had already gone crazy and only focused on slashing crazily.
next moment!
"Pfft!"
There was a slight sound of body breaking, and Sima Yan's movements were in vain while he was chopping.
Slowly lowering his head, Sima Yan suddenly saw that a claw had broken open his abdomen, and his entire hand was completely submerged inside.
"Ha ha!"
Feeling the various internal organs that his right hand touched, Akihito finally couldn't help laughing.
With his eyes focused and his right hand tightened, Akihito grabbed something inside.
However, just as Akihito was about to pull it out, a big hand suddenly grasped his right hand.
Immediately afterwards, a thunderous roar sounded:
"Roar! Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Sima Yan's eyes were red and his face was ferocious. While his left hand tightly grasped Akihito's claw that was stretched into his abdomen, he held the Zhanma knife in his right hand and slashed at Akihito's head crazily.
"Block it!!!"
Facing this crazy sword, Akihito couldn't pull out his right hand for a moment. All his energy was poured into the stainless steel claw of his left hand, and he raised his hand to catch the white blade.
"when!"
There was an explosion, and a wave of air dispersed, and Akihito's diamond claws were seen firmly grasping the sword.
"Haha! Let's see how you die this time!"
Confining the Zhanma Dao, Akihito laughed wildly and stretched his right hand into Sima Yan's abdomen to give the internal organs a sharp claw.
"Ho! Die!"
Sima Yan roared in pain, and his right hand holding the horse-killing knife pressed somewhere on the handle of the knife.