Chapter five hundred and fifty-fifth defeat with a sword
"Mr. Jiang."
"Mr. Mo."
"Mr. Ye."
The three of them greeted him, and Jiang Taiping sat on the chair, closed his eyes, as if he was resting his mind. Now the real control of the Jiang family is in Jiang Yanfei's hands. This time he came here just to go through a different form.
Ye Bing frowned and said suspiciously: "Are those two people Japanese?"
I saw a woman wearing a cherry blossom kimono and wooden clogs standing next to Jiang Yanfei. She was wearing a small bag behind her, with fluffy bangs, her hair tied up on her head, and a cherry blossom bead hairpin. She looked pretty and cute, although she was young.
But when I saw so many big shots, I didn’t feel timid at all.
Another man was wearing a wide warrior costume and a sword around his waist. His whole body was as powerful as a sword that was unsheathed.
"Mr. Mo, Mr. Ye, next to it is Yamano Minako from Yamano family. I have met you all." Minako looked at everyone, folded her hands on her lower abdomen and bent down.
"Are you from the Shanye family?" Ye Changsheng showed surprise: "Who is Shanye Yidao?"
"Yanno Yidao is my grandfather." Minako said calmly, but a hint of pride flashed in her eyes.
The Ye family and the Jiang family both have medical businesses in Tokyo, and the competition is very strong. Naturally, they know what the Yamano family in Yamanashi Prefecture is. Although they live alone, they have great power throughout Tokyo.
The current head of the family, Yamao Yidao, is a master of kendo and has been received by people in the cabinet.
"Sure enough, the Jiang family invited the Yamao family from the Yamao family." Ye Changsheng murmured to himself, his eyes falling on the man in the samurai uniform, and a smile appeared. "It's a pity that Yamao didn't come here in person."
"My grandfather was in seclusion at home. This is my grandfather's most proud disciple in his life. He is now the master of the 9th sect of the Kendo." Minako said lightly.
Duan Shuiliu raised his head slightly, his face full of pride, and several cold lights flashed in his eyes.
Mo Chuyang said, "Just with such a Japanese swordsman, would you dare to come to our Shuzhou territory?"
The Mo family in Shuzhou was once glorious and was originally unknown. However, since Mo Chuyang became the master of martial arts, he has gone against the current and ranked first among the four major families for ten years, dominating Furong City, overlooking the entire territory of Shuzhou.
People dare to challenge Mo Chuyang's majesty.
However, since the incident of Mo Chuyang's illness three years ago was reported, the Jiang family, Han family and Ye family have begun to be ready to move, but they have not had a direct challenge. Now that Zhuo Bufan has arrived, the Ye family is in the same mood as the Mo family.
, became a comrade in a trench.
"I have heard that Mr. Mo is a master of martial arts in Long Kingdom. Master is like a dragon and cannot be humiliated. However, my senior brother is also the top master of swordsmanship in our Japanese Kingdom. This time he traveled thousands of miles across the sea and was about to learn about martial arts in Long Kingdom.
The master's kung fu." Minako said.
When Chuanshuiliu took a step, his body emitted a strong pressure. The ordinary people around him felt a kind of pressure from the top of Mount Tai, and even had difficulty breathing.
"Hmph, the Japanese swordsmen dare to come to my territory." Mo Chuyang snorted coldly, and his body also exuded a powerful aura.
Two different auras seemed to collide in the void, emitting a series of Mars. With Mo Chuyang supporting him, the pressure on the people around him suddenly dissipated a lot.
After saying that, Mo Chuyang stood up, "Since Mr. Zhuo hasn't come yet, why not let me come and try the swordsman of the Japanese swordsman."
"Dad." Mo Susu's eyes showed a look of worry. Although Mo Chuyang received the dragon fish balls given by Zhuo Bufan, he had been sick for a long time and even if he was treated, it would take time to recover.
"Don't worry, take my Longquan Sword." Mo Chuyang said lightly with his hands behind his back.
After all, as a martial arts master, he naturally has his own dignity. If he is bullied by Japanese swordsmen and dare not speak at his doorstep, how can he gain a foothold in the martial arts world in the future? His title as a master will probably be laughed at.
Soon, the housekeeper took out the black sword box, and there was a long cold light sword about three feet and three inches long lying inside. It was ordinary, but it was flashing with a little cold light. It made people feel cold all over the body after a glance.
A sense of coldness arose.
There are no fancy and prosperous carvings on the hilt of the sword, only the word Mo is written.
This sword was created by Mo Chuyang when he was young and hired a famous sword-making master in Longquan. He had never taken it out and used it. Mo Susu knew that his father was preparing to take action this time.
Mo Chuyang held the hilt of the sword, and his true energy fluctuated, instantly covering the entire sword body. A cold stream of light flashed across the sword body.
"The sword is a good sword, but unfortunately it is much worse than my 'Pill Knife'."
The broken water flow pulled out the Taidao at his waist, about three feet shorter than Mo Chuyang's sword, and it was in an arc. The hilt was made of wood and wrapped around a string of sandalwood Buddhist beads. The cold light on the blade was hidden, but it gave
A person feels extremely sharp.
Minako's face showed a look of pride and explained: "Master Hiren lived in seclusion in Yamanashi. At that time, the sword was next to him. He also wrapped several beads on the handle to serve as the "Sword of Breaking Evil and Showing the Sword"
, it is also one of the famous swords in our Japanese country.”
"Okay, let me try your best to have a sword, or my sword is better." After Mo Chuyang said that, he stabbed him with a sword.
The cold light on the sword flickered, and a few gorgeous sword flowers suddenly appeared in the air, which was dazzling.
The chaotic sword energy splashed out, and the grass broke out, and several white marks were drawn from the bluestone in the yard.
A group of juniors have never seen such a battle. Compared to the Israeli fighting techniques, Brazilian Jiu-jitsu, Taekwondo, and boxing they learned, I don’t know how many times stronger it is. It’s like watching a master duel in the martial arts world, shocking
At the same time, it is even more passionate.
"Can uncle beat him?" Mo Hua showed a look of confusion.
Mo Kaicheng snorted coldly and said, "Brother is a martial arts master. One person can resist the entire Mo family. What is the Japanese swordsman? It's just a native chicken and a tile dog."
"snort."
Duan Shuiliu snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain, and suddenly his wrist trembled. The sword in his hand was slashed out fiercely, changing three times in the air. He was extremely skilled and tricky, and slashed with an extremely powerful force.
, an arc of sword energy was drawn in the air.
"Bang!"
A white cloud ring emanated from the place where the two swords collided, and the person standing closer was almost blown by the airflow and fell to the ground.
Mo Chuyang's eyes showed shock, and the sword in his hand broke, and the broken water-flowing Taidao did not stop at all, and he rushed forward to Mo Chuyang's neck.
Finally, he stayed at the front three centimeters of Mo Chuyang's neck, and goose bumps jumped on his skin due to the cold air.
"Bad?" The teacup in Mo Kaicheng's hand fell on several tables, and the hot tea water flowed out, and the teacup was dripping and rolling, unable to believe the scene in front of him. (To be continued)