The snake-skin-faced man was about to leave, but at this moment, an uninvited guest arrived.
As soon as Snake Skin Face moved his front legs, a group of people immediately surrounded him.
I raised my eyebrows and saw that the person who came was none other than Mr. Yamamoto, the subordinate of Princess Momo.
"Since you've appeared, let's stay." Yamamoto-kun sneered, and with a wave of his hand, three or four Japanese samurai with extraordinary skills immediately surrounded the snake-skin-faced man. Obviously, Yamamoto-kun had already
Be prepared.
The man with the snakeskin face was calm and composed. He covered his face with his clothes and only exposed his eyes, which were very calm.
I did not hesitate to block those Japanese samurai.
Although I just had a brief exchange with the snake-skin-faced man, I feel from the bottom of my heart that the snake-skin-faced man is not a bad person. I think he is quite pitiful.
"Chen Huafan, do you want to meddle in other people's business?" Mr. Yamamoto said coldly.
"He is my friend. Before you deal with him, you must ask me first." I said.
"Friends? When did you become friends?"
"Just now."
Yamamoto-kun suddenly turned pale, and he said: "This monster, the person who just killed me, wants revenge, and I will not let him go."
The snake-skin-faced man said: "I wasn't the one who killed him, I just happened to be passing by."
"Humph, besides you, who else is here?"
"If you want to know, go find it yourself. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you." The man with the snakeskin face said calmly.
Yamamoto-kun became angry and said to me: "Chen Huafan, I'll give you one last chance. Get out of the way immediately. Otherwise, even if Princess Taohua likes you, she won't be able to stop me from killing you."
I touched my nose, raised a smile at the corners of my mouth, and said, "I would like to know who gave you the confidence? Are you ready to kill me??"
"In that case, don't blame me for being rude."
Yamamoto-kun waved his hand, and the four or five Japanese samurai immediately attacked me. They all held samurai swords in their hands, which were very sharp. I just felt a burst of sword light and shadow, and all four or five samurai swords were slashing at me.
I faced the door and attacked fiercely.
I moved my feet, immediately dodged the katana attack, and at the same time drew my own short sword.
I don't have a good impression of this Mr. Yamamoto at all. I can't stand the fact that a good Chinese person should be misbehaved and become a lackey.
But before I could take action, suddenly, a big rough hand touched my shoulder.
I looked back and found that a man with a snakeskin face was standing behind me. His expression was indifferent. Although he simply put his hand on my shoulder, I clearly felt a powerful force, which stunned me.
It was held in place, making it impossible for me to move easily.
I was secretly surprised. It was the first time I had seen someone with such power. Compared to Niu Jianguo, who was infinitely stronger, he was undoubtedly dwarfed by a small dwarf.
"Thank you, friend. There are some things that I have to do myself." The snake-skinned face forced a smile at me, but his face was covered in snakeskin, and this smile had a somewhat frightening feel.
"They are all Japanese samurai with extraordinary skills. It is difficult for you to deal with them with your bare hands." I said.
"It doesn't matter, the Japanese samurai are good at using sharp weapons, and I, the Chinese descendant, have a deep heart. Even with my bare hands, I am still a weapon of the rich." said the man with the snake-skin face.
"Humble Chinese people, let me show you what it means to be an Oriental weapon!"
Yamamoto-kun pulled out his own samurai sword. I have a deep memory of that sword. It can be said that it can cut iron like clay. Even I am not completely sure that I can deal with it.
At this moment, Yamamoto-kun put the knife on the shoulder of the snake-skin-faced man.
The man with the snakeskin face remained unmoved, but his eyes grew cold...
"Tell me, what kind of monster are you, and where is the treasure hidden in Loulan Kingdom?" Yamamoto-kun asked.
At this time, I saw the snake-skin-faced man move. His movements were unhurried and unremarkable, but they gave people the feeling of sweeping an army.
Yamamoto-kun's expression changed slightly, and he quickly swung his samurai sword and struck the snake-skin-faced man on the shoulder.
My pupils jumped, and I seemed to be able to predict what was about to happen in the next second: under the katana in the wind, the man with the snakeskin face would definitely be splashed with blood...
But soon, what happened next made me stunned.
I saw the snake-skin-faced man holding Yamamoto-kun's katana on his shoulders in shock; his tattered clothes were cut open by the katana, but what I couldn't believe was that the katana fell,
Except for a burst of sparks flying out of the snake-skin-faced man's shoulder, there was no damage at all. Not to mention a wound, there was not even a trace of blood...
The clothes of the man with the snakeskin face were cut to pieces, and his shoulders turned into pieces of snakeskin, as hard as scales. Even if the samurai sword was blown by the wind, it could not hurt his shoulders at all.
Yamamoto-kun was stunned and couldn't believe the scene in front of him. His samurai sword was always sharp, and ordinary weapons were easily cut off by his sword, but today something unexpected happened.
"It's impossible...my sword is Japan's best samurai sword. There's never anything it can't cut through..." Yamamoto-kun exclaimed.
At this time, the snake-skin-faced man raised his head, a glimmer of light flashing in his vicissitudes of life.
He said calmly: "No matter how sharp the weapon is, it is just a foreign object. Do you know what a real master's most powerful weapon is?"
"What is it?"
"It's the physical body..."
After I finished speaking, I only saw an afterimage flash by. The man with the snakeskin face had already appeared in front of Yamamoto-kun. The speed was so fast that even my naked eyes could only catch a trace of black shadow...
"It's so fast." I was secretly surprised.
In the next breath, I saw the snake-skin-faced man take action. He stretched out his hand, turned his palm into a fist, and lightly hit the snake-skin-faced man's body. As the snake-skin-faced man's fist fell, it almost happened in an instant.
, Yamamoto-kun's body was blown away like a kite, and then drew a beautiful arc in mid-air, and fell heavily to the ground. His nose was bruised, his face was swollen, and his mouth was vomiting blood.
I was completely stunned. The man with the snakeskin face was invincible even if he didn't take action. Once he did, could this guy be considered a normal human being? He was covered in snakeskin. Not only could he withstand the samurai sword, but he could also kill it with one punch.
Even I couldn't kill Yamamoto-kun instantly without stimulating the power of my bloodline!
Yamamoto-kun didn't expect that he couldn't even sustain a punch. He was so angry that he jumped up and shouted at the four or five Japanese samurai masters. Soon, the four or five Japanese samurai all started to raise their swords.
The knife slashed at the snake-skin-faced man.
Amidst the flash of swords and shadows, I broke into a cold sweat because of the snake-skin-faced man. But just a few seconds later, with a burst of screams, all four or five Japanese samurai were knocked to the ground by the snake-skin-faced man. Everyone
He was punched in the lower abdomen, vomiting blood, and the expression on his face was extremely painful.
I know the skills of these four or five Japanese samurai very well. Now, the man with the snakeskin face knocked them all to the ground so easily. I have never seen such skill...