Ishikawa Emi and Oni Samurai formed a flanking attack and rushed towards Wu Yong.
Whoosh.
Poison darts flew in the air.
The figures of the two were erratic, but their speed was so fast that anyone else would have been dazzled by it.
"You are too young to fight with me."
Wu Yong chuckled.
In an understatement, he raised his right hand.
Grab the Sky Hammer!
He exerted 30% of his strength and used the Heaven-holding Hammer in the Thirty-Six Forms of Xuanmen.
Hula.
The true energy suddenly condensed into a huge hammer.
It hit the two of them from top to bottom.
The poison darts they threw seemed to be tied up and unable to move in the air.
Wait for Wu Yong's sky-holding hammer to come down.
Ping ping ping pong all hit the ground.
Upon seeing this, Emi Ishikawa and Oni Samurai immediately turned around, preparing to avoid the sharp edge.
But how could Wu Yong give them a chance?
"I want to run! It's not that easy!"
He shouted suddenly, and the Sky-holding Hammer accelerated to fall.
Boom.
After a loud noise.
There was the sound of vomiting blood.
Ishikawa Emi and Oni Samurai were knocked to the ground by Wu Yong and were vomiting blood.
It only took one move.
They were unable to resist and were directly crushed by the force.
This is the strength of the Qi Refining Realm, and this is the terror of the Divine Realm in the secular world!
"Little... miss... he is too strong..." The ghost warrior gritted his teeth and vomited blood while speaking in Japanese: "You hurry up and I'll hold him back."
Ishikawa Emi's injury is not serious either.
The veil she used to cover her face was covered in blood.
But she gritted her silver teeth and said, "It's useless. You can't stop him no matter how hard you try. Now the only thing you can do is negotiate with him to see what his purpose is!"
After exchanging words with the ghost warrior.
Ishikawa Emi raised her head and asked: "Who are you! What do you want to do!"
Wu Yong came over, knelt down and removed the veil from her face.
Ishikawa Emi's beautiful face was immediately revealed before her eyes.
She has a fairy spirit about her that makes people feel the urge to blaspheme.
"This seems like the right thing for me to ask you. Don't forget, you are at an absolute disadvantage now. I can kill you at any time if I want. So you'd better be honest and answer my questions seriously, otherwise I won't mind.
Dangerous hands destroy flowers."
Wu Yong gently lifted her chin and said with a smile.
The more he smiles, the more sinister he feels.
Ishikawa Emi couldn't help but shudder.
She thought to herself: This person must be a cruel and ruthless person. If he wants to survive, he can only tell the truth.
After thinking about it for a while, she said: "Just ask, I will answer truthfully."
Wu Yong nodded: "Okay, I guess you are sensible. I still ask the same question just now, what is the purpose of your coming to China?"
Ishikawa Emi's eyes were complicated and she was silent for a long time. Then she replied in a low voice: "My identity as an international student is indeed just a cover. I was appointed by my family to come to China to find the treasures left behind by my family."
Wu Yong was doubtful after hearing this.
He stared into Ishikawa Emi's eyes and asked: "What treasure?"
Ishikawa Emi's eyes clearly dodge.
Wu Yong could tell that she didn't seem to want to say anything.
So he said in a more serious tone: "You don't have to say anything, or you can just make up a reason to deceive me. But you have to consider the consequences clearly. I can make you disappear at any time, and there are countless ways to keep you alive or dead."
Ishikawa Emi was obviously shocked by Wu Yong's strength.
After some confusion.
She said: "That is our family's most precious treasure, the demon sword Muramasa."
Demon sword Muramasa!
It is said that this weapon was born during the Warring States Period of Japan. Countless people died under its blade, so it got a famous name.
Wu Yong had read relevant information and knew a little about Muramasa.
He frowned and said: "As far as I know, Demon Sword Muramasa does not refer to a certain sword, but a kind of sword. Although the number handed down is small, it is not impossible to find it. Your family regards it as a treasure.
, are you making too big a fuss? Or are you deliberately confusing the public and trying to get away with it?"
Ishikawa Emi shook her head and said: "No, what I said is absolutely true. Our family's Muramasa is different from ordinary Muramasa. It was stained with tens of thousands of blood during the Warring States Period. The blade has magical properties, and it was even used during World War II.
The family's fanatical war elements are used to massacre..."
At this point, she paused.
Because she saw Wu Yong's face darkened.
A real murderous aura was condensing on his body.
"Say it, why don't you say it anymore!" Wu Yong asked.
"I'm done." Ishikawa Emi lowered her head.
"It seems not, let me tell you. During World War II, it massacred Chinese people and added hundreds of thousands of dead souls to its sword. Now it is even more evil, right?" Wu Yong added for her.
Ishikawa Emi's face was complicated, but she didn't answer.
This look basically means that he acquiesces to Wu Yong's words.
Wu Yong snorted coldly, and the murderous look in his eyes almost solidified: "You traveled all the way to China, using your identity as an international student as a cover. Your purpose is to find Yaodao Muramasa and bring him back to Japan to prepare for the next invasion of China.
Bar."
Hearing this, Emi Ishikawa quickly shook her head in denial.
"No no no."
"That's not the case."
She hurriedly explained: "Our family has always hated war, and we never want to provoke another war. The real purpose of the family sending me to get the demon sword Muramasa is to destroy it so that it can no longer be used.
Create blood."
Wu Yong's pupils shrank: "That's so good. Do you think I will believe it?"
Shit.
His figure flashed and came to Ishikawa Emi.
He grabbed her neck with one hand and hung her up in the air.
Then he shouted and asked: "Tell me, where is the Demon Sword Village!"
Emi Ishikawa struggled hard.
But it has no effect at all.
Wu Yong's hands tightened tighter and tighter.
Her breathing became difficult and her face turned red.
"I...haven't...found it yet."
"Aren't you going to tell the truth? Okay, I don't mind destroying flowers with your own hands."
Wu Yong wanted to find out the whereabouts of the demon sword Muramasa.
He added strength to his hands again.
In a blink of an eye.
Ishikawa Emi's face turned purple.
Her fairy-like face became ferocious at this moment, and her delicate facial features gradually became distorted.
"I...really...can't find it...according to the existing clues...I only found out that the last time Yaodao Muramasa appeared...was near Yanjiao...that's why I came..."
Ishikawa Emi said a few words intermittently.
It looked like she couldn't hold on any longer.
Wu Yong finally let go of her.
Ahem.
Ishikawa Emi coughed twice and breathed heavily. She had just been tortured by Wu Yong.
This was the first time in her life that she had been so close to death.
Wu Yong is so terrible.
With her strength as a martial arts master, she was as powerless as a chicken in front of Wu Yong.
Ishikawa Emi thought with lingering fear: How strong must he be! In the divine realm! (To be continued)