Ye Xingchen no longer had any distracting thoughts in his heart at this time. His only thought was to kill all the people in front of him. The blood cut in his hand was drawn horizontally, directly blocking the samurai swords of the two women, and then he suddenly stepped forward.
Take one step and pull the knife backhand.
With a soft sound of "Chi!", another woman was beheaded, and bright red blood was sprayed on the blood cut, making the blood cut even more emitting a strange light.
"Destroy him..." Seeing Ye Xingchen displaying such powerful power, Yamasaka, Fujiki, and Fujikawa felt an instinctive fear in their hearts.
As one of the major organizations in the world, no one knows how many masters there are in the Yamaguchi-gumi, but they are already super strong men who have reached the SS level, and are definitely one of the best super masters. Such existences are absolute wherever they are allowed to go.
Logically speaking, it is impossible for a strong person like them to feel fear, but at this moment, their hearts were filled with fear.
The source of fear was Ye Xingchen who was in the middle of the killing. In order to eliminate the fear in their hearts, they no longer cared about their expert demeanor and pounced directly on Ye Xingchen.
Ye Xingchen was not afraid, he slashed the blood slash in his hand horizontally, blocked one of the women's samurai swords with another knife, and then stabbed directly into the woman's heart along the blade, and then took a step to the left.
, dodged Guizhuo's knife, then shook his backhand, and a sword shot out of the air, forcing Shanshanban, who was about to step forward to fight, to duck back. Ye Xingchen took this opportunity, and his speed once again
Speeding up, almost only the afterimages can be seen, and the remaining women are even more difficult to resist Ye Xingchen's blood cuts. Blood marks appear on their bodies one after another. Although several of the cuts are not fatal wounds, the blood is
The sharp blade made a long gash, and blood flowed out. Their speed also slowed down. Ye Xingchen was naturally not polite, and his figure continued to talk among the crowd, snatching away one after another.
A human life.
Soon, twelve women with AAA level strength were all killed by Ye Xingchen, and several of them were killed under the cover of Gui Zhuo and others. This kind of eyesight and skill made everyone laugh on the spot.
There was a moment of surprise, and even Yamadao Lily no longer had a joking look on her face.
Ma Junjie just stood aside quietly. He knew that in this situation, he had no way out. Even if it was the secret passage that Cai Junzhang led them up, if his guess was correct, Cai Junzhang must have set up an ambush there.
, even if he can escape from here, he will definitely not escape death. Now, his fate is not in his own hands, but in the hands of this woman. If her people can kill Ye Xingchen, maybe he can still escape.
If he couldn't save his life, facing the crazy Ye Xingchen, he knew that he would definitely die.
But the strange thing is that Ma Junjie is very calm in his heart, as if all this has nothing to do with him. What is the purpose of his struggle for so long?
"Hmph..." At this time, Ye Xingchen suddenly heard a cry of pain, just because when Ye Xingchen was killing the last woman, he was accidentally hit by Guizhuo's knife, and a long gash was exposed in his back.
But other than that cry of pain, he turned around and rushed towards Guizhuo as if nothing was wrong.
The blood slash in his hand was cut directly. It was a very simple sword, a very ordinary sword. But when this sword gathered extremely strong power, even Guizhuo could only keep retreating, but Ye Xingchen's speed was really
It was too fast, and he had to block it with the katana in his hand.
"Clang..." There was a crisp sound, and the katana in Guizhuo's hand was cut into two pieces by blood. A thin red line appeared on Guizhuo's forehead, and then he saw bright red blood coming from him.
Blood flowed from his face, and this extremely powerful knife actually cut his face.
Gui Zhuo's eyes were full of surprise. He really didn't expect that the black iron samurai sword couldn't withstand Ye Xingchen's sword, and he was still hit even though he was so far away. Of course, Gui Zhuo was thinking
He understood that it was not the blade of the sword that hit him. If it was the blade of the sword, he didn't have to think about it anymore. It was entirely the sword energy emitted by the bloody slash.
Sword Qi, this guy can actually inspire the sword Qi that hurts people? Isn't this too impossible? Except for those masters who practice Qi, how can ordinary people inspire the sword Qi that hurts people? After all, almost anything that can hurt people can
has been materialized.
He was extremely shocked in his heart, but Ye Xingchen's blood cut had fallen again. Facing this surging sword, Guizhuo had lost his thoughts for a moment.
But he is not alone after all. A three-pointed knife from Yamasaka has appeared in front of Guizhuo, and the long knives of Fujikawa and Fujiki are sweeping towards Ye Xingchen's back. If Ye Xingchen continues to attack Guizhuo,
, not to mention whether he can kill him, at least he will definitely not escape death.
Faced with such a situation, most people would hide their swords and dodge, but Ye Xingchen had no intention of sheathing his swords, and instead drew his swords faster.
"Clang..." There was a sound, and the blood slash lightly touched the three-pointed knife. Yamasaka felt his arms trembled. Before he could recover, Ye Xingchen had already turned around and faced him directly with the blood slash.
He killed Fujikawa and Fujiki.
"Dang Dang" there were two more crisp sounds. Fujikawa and Fujiki's attacks were miraculously blocked by Ye Xingchen, but Ye Xingchen's body stepped out again and struck Guizhuo with another knife. He had already made up his mind.
Determined to kill one person with all his strength first, Guizhuo, who has no weapons, is undoubtedly the best candidate.
At this time, Guizhuo completely recovered from the shock. Since he was three years old, he has begun to receive cruel training. As a qualified samurai, he is naturally trained in katana sword techniques. In order to practice swordsmanship, his palms
I don’t know how many blood blisters he made, and I don’t know how many samurai swords he broke. In so many years of fighting career, in order to complete the organization’s tasks, he didn’t know how many people he fought against. Of course, there are many uses among them.
A swordsman with a sword, and he doesn’t know how many swords he has cut off. Since entering the SS realm, he has not made a move for a long time, let alone being defeated. But at this moment, his own sword, his own weapon
, was cut off by someone. Is this... is all this true? Is it because I haven't done anything for too long? Or...
There was no decadence, no depression, no loss in his heart, but only a strong will to fight. Although he was not the number one swordsman in Japan, he was convinced that even the number one swordsman in Japan would definitely not be his opponent.