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Chapter 472: A Day in History (7)

Yagyu Masamune frowned slightly. As one of the three chiefs of the police department, how could he be stopped by a prisoner!

Yagyu Masamune originally held the sword in his right hand, but since he decided to fight quickly, he no longer held it back. He suddenly saw his left hand holding the handle of the sword behind his back, and then took a step back suddenly. Ohkuma did not expect that Yagyu Masamune, who was wrestling, would

Doing this, the whole person rushed forward like a mountain bearing down on him.

"Yan Fei·Saru returns to Sanin!" Masamune Yagyu's hands suddenly exerted force, and the blade added new power, cutting off the iron chains on Kumamoto's arms with one strike. However, Masamune Yagyu's blade did not stop;

Keep sending it forward and get straight to the chest of Big Kumamoto.

"Don't even think about it!" Okumamoto didn't have a good brain, but his fighting instincts were pretty good. He knew he couldn't avoid it, so he simply gave up evading, and hit Masamune Yagyu with a pair of iron fists on the head with wind pressure. If he was hit by the hammer,

If so, Masamune Yagyu didn't have a fox protecting him with chakra.

But the next moment, Okinawa's face became stiff. Because his fist stopped one decimeter away from Masamune Yagyu's head, and Masamune Yagyu's knife stabbed into his chest smoothly. Oumamoto squinted his eyes.

, finally saw clearly that the fist blocking him was a small transparent ice cube!

"Thank you!" Yagyu Masamune pushed Okumamoto's body aside, took out the knife and shook off the blood, turned to look at Tsukki and nodded in thanks.

"It should be." Yuexi smiled slightly and put down the left hand that formed the seal.

"Looks like it's time for me to take action!" You looked at the rebels rushing up the steps, moved his arms twice and stood up. Torataro noticed You's movements, and he carefully adjusted his pace to let the others rush up.

In front, he hid in the crowd.

"Fire Release: Phoenix Immortal Fire Technique!" You completed the seal in almost the blink of an eye. He looked down from a high position, puffed up his cheeks and blew downwards, and a small phoenix made of three flames flew towards the rebels.

"It's just C-level ninjutsu, don't be afraid!" The person at the front shouted, holding up a big sword, and the people behind him rushed forward without stopping, as if they had been beaten to death.

"Haha, don't underestimate me! Phoenix Immortal's Explosive Technique!" The hands on the right hand seal were closed, and the three fire phoenixes accelerated suddenly. The moment they rushed in front of the crowd, they exploded with a "Boom!"

Suddenly, the dozen or so people running at the front were pushed back by the sweeping heat wave, and a large number of people fell down.

"Sure enough, they are a bunch of rabble!" You smiled, and at the same time he drew out his short blade and rushed down the steps. He was not a jinchuriki, and he didn't have that much chakra for him to bombard with ninjutsu.

After Yagyu Masamune eliminated Okumamoto, he walked down in a calm and indifferent manner. His whole body was full of sword intent with a cold expression. The weak rebels on the opposite side did not even dare to look at him. But Yue Xi still sat there, seemingly

Watching the performance below with a smile.

"Ah!!! Charge!" The rebels who were lagging behind finally caught up. They didn't see the situation in front, and they excitedly took up the rhythm as soon as they joined in.

"Interesting!" You shook the short blade casually, jumped up suddenly, and tapped his toes lightly on the white jade handrail. Like a swallow turning over, he passed over the heads of the people in front and landed directly in the center of the rebels.

Under the control of You, the short blade seemed to be like a fish in water, stabbing dozens of people down in the blink of an eye.

Yagyu Masamune also suddenly accelerated and rushed into the crowd, like a tiger entering the forest. For a while, broken limbs and broken arms were flying all over the sky. Torataro, who was hiding in the crowd, looked at the two men killing each other with a calm expression. He glanced at Yue sitting at the top of the steps.

Hey, the girl is like a king, looking dignifiedly at the fight of a group of monkeys below.

That's right! It's a monkey.

In the girl's cold eyes, Torataro could not see her respect for the lives of the prisoners. He had only seen this kind of ruthless attitude on the clay Bodhisattvas enshrined in the Fire Temple on the outskirts of the royal capital.

For some reason, Torataro was suddenly afraid. Although he and Tomino Ryota had gathered so many people, he was afraid at this moment. A frightening intuition emerged from the bottom of his heart. There were so many people around, but

There is no way to give him any sense of security.

Right in the crowd, relying on his agility to come and go without leaving a trace, the number of people who died in his hands was close to three figures. Once again, he stabbed the short blade from the most comfortable angle, but surprisingly he did not feel the sting.

The feeling of being penetrated into the flesh and blood. You were startled for a moment, then immediately made a mistake in your steps and took a few steps back. He looked closely and saw a tall and thin man with a bandage on his head standing there, his hands

He held a slender katana in his hand.

"It was you who blocked my attack!" Yousui spat back, stabbed the person who wanted to attack him to death and then said, "Tell me your name! This is the treatment you deserve."

"Makra!" The tall and thin man's voice was a bit high-pitched, and the sound was uncomfortable in the ears. As his voice fell, silver-white thunder and lightning spread from the palm of his hand, wrapping his long knife.

"This is...White Thunder: The Art of Collapse of Wheels? I remembered, you are the ruthless bandit active on the border between the Land of Fire and the Land of Thunder." You narrowed your eyes. The other party was also A-level.

The wanted criminal was captured by Hyuga Hizashi himself.

"It's a pity that the guy with white eyes is not here! So, you die for him!" After Markla said, white thunder and lightning suddenly appeared on his body, and he rushed to the right in the blink of an eye, his long samurai sword like a stroke.

The lightning that breaks the darkness is dazzling and cold!

You looked shocked. He didn't expect Mark to be so fast. He cut his other hand with a short blade, and a scroll was released. Then, flames burst out from the scroll, like a knife.

The open umbrella protected his right hand.

"It's fire escape!...It's a pity that it's wind escape that can restrain thunder and lightning!" Markla sneered and used one hand to directly cut off the fire shield.

However, this slight obstruction also gave You a chance to counterattack. He lowered his center and quickly completed the seal with both hands: "Fire Release: Cremation with One Sword!" In an instant, a knife-shaped flame composed of high temperature was slashed out.

"What?!" Markla's face changed. If he was hit by the fire bolt at such a close range, he would be half disabled even if he wasn't dead! And on the battlefield, being half disabled would basically mean death. At the critical moment, Markla was like a swordsman possessing

He stood up, and the long sword in his hand stood up, blocking the right ninjutsu attack just right. But the powerful power of the ninjutsu still made him fly out. He raised the sole of his right foot, picked up the short blade and chased after him!

"It's my turn now!" The cold light reflected on the short blade illuminated Markla's frightened eyes. However, at this time, he was severely burned all over his body, and every muscle was in pain. Although he could clearly see the way to remove the knife from the right

, but cannot make an effective defense.

The next moment, a bandaged head bounced high, and the gangster who was arsonating on the border between the Kingdom of Fire and the Kingdom of Thunder, the Class A wanted gangster Markla, died!


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