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Chapter 1888: Throw it out

Chapter 1818

"Bagaya road!"

A group of disciples from the Kurokawa Dojo rushed up with wooden swords in hand.

Long Yi waved his hand and boom!

Everyone was ejected.

It was like a goddess scattering flowers, covering the entire dojo.

Kawashima Hikari's eyes narrowed. Although the disciples present were not very strong, it was too scary for the other party to knock everyone away with a wave of his hand.

Even he couldn't do it.

But as a dojo manager, he is also a disciple of Kurokawa Nobuaki.

Even if you know that the opponent's strength is terrifying, you can't back down.

Kawashima Hikaru took a sharp breath, the muscles all over his body bulged, his heart beat violently, and there were bleeding threads in his eye sockets.

He instantly drew out his samurai sword and slashed it down with a roar, Wow!

A crescent-like sword light shot out suddenly and stung people's eyes.

Kawashima Hikaru is already a master of the ninth-level swordsmanship, and his strength cannot be underestimated. What's more, this sword was fired with all his strength. The surging sword energy can easily cut through a large tree that can be hugged by a person.

Even Tachibana Yukimura couldn't help shouting: "Be careful."

He saw that Hikari Kawashima's strength was no longer what it was when he was at his peak.

Long still just raised his hand and flicked his fingers.

Bang!

The sword light shattered, and Hikari Kawashima was almost exactly the same as Ryo Akai before. He flew out and smashed through a wall.

The pores all over Tachibana Yukimura's body shrank.

Kawashima Hikari is undoubtedly much stronger than Akai Ryo, and he can probably fight ten of them.

But in front of the dragon, everything is exactly the same, everything is just a snap of the fingers.

What does this mean.

It's not that Hikari Kawashima is weak, but Ryuuta is so powerful that there is no difference between the seventh-dan swordsmanship and the ninth-dan swordsmanship for him.

Long put his hands behind his back, looked at the Kurokawa disciples all over the floor, and shook his head: "I told you to call Kurokawa Nobuaki out, why waste my time? It's really troublesome..."

"Guan, the master is not in the dojo." One of the disciples lay on the ground and said in a trembling voice.

"Oh, he's not here, where did he go?"

"No, I don't know."

"Since he's not here, you should get out first." Long grabbed the man directly, flicked his hand, and the man screamed and flew out of the dojo gate.

He grabbed hold of them with both hands, and all the disciples of Kurokawa Dojo were thrown out by him.

In the blink of an eye.

At the entrance of the Kurokawa Dojo, the dojo disciples were already lying there, wailing incessantly.

Such a scene naturally attracted countless passers-by to stop and exclaim.

The Kurokawa Dojo is well-known throughout Tokyo. Normally no one would dare to mess with a dojo like this where a swordsman is located. Even the top Japanese underground forces such as the Black Dragon Society and the Yamaguchi-gumi would not provoke the swordsman at will.

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Then, today all the disciples of Kurokawa Dojo were thrown at the door.

They all wear the Kurokawa family uniforms, so they are easy to identify.

This suddenly became sensational news, and countless people spread the news that the Kurokawa family had been kicked out.

Inside the dojo.

All the Kurokawa family members were kicked out, including the Kurokawa family members who lived in the backyard. The entire dojo was now empty with only Ryuu and Tachibana's father and daughter left.

"Brother, is this going to be okay?" Haruko is still a girl after all, and she is relatively soft-hearted.

Longpan sat in the center of the sword dojo with a dull look: "What can happen?"

"Qingzi, it's okay. Everything depends on Mr. Long."

Tachibana Yukimura knows better than Haruko how terrible dragons are.

The Sea Dragon Society disappeared overnight.

Just throwing the Kurokawa family members out today is nothing at all.

Moreover, this is a grievance in the kendo world, and the police will not care about it and cannot control it.

Time passed by every minute.

Twenty minutes later.

A black sedan galloped from a distance, squeaked, stopped at the door of the dojo, followed by the two people.

One is Kurokawa Deming, and the other head is wrapped in gauze. It looks like a mummy. She looks at the body shape.

Just now Kurawa Duming took Kurokawa Shoita and went to find a well -known Sanctuary in Tokyo for healing.

But before returning home, the Kurokawa Dojo was kicked off. All disciples were thrown out of the dojo.

Make him with blood and blood.

With the bandaged Kurokawa Xiangtai, rushed back all the way through the red light.

As soon as I got the car, Kurokawa Deming saw that all his disciples fell at the door of the dojo, and his family members shivered on the street.

Make Kurokawa Deming angered.

He has such humiliation when he has been humiliated when he has been humiliated. This is no longer a kick. This is the war of war.

If the Kurokawa family cannot fight back strongly and kill the enemy, then don't mix it in the kendo industry in the future.

He roared: "Who do it?"

"Yes, there are three people, no, they don't know, they are still inside." A disciple pointed at the Taoism.

"I want to see, it's three bastards that don't open."

Kurokawa Deming stepped into the dojo.

When he stepped into the Kendo practice field, he saw the three people sitting there, and the anger was even more angry.

"Lihua Xingcun!"

Kurokawa Deming did not expect that Kurokawa Xiangtai was seriously injured by Lihua Haruko in the contest. He hadn't asked them to settle accounts.

And kicked the Kurokawa Dojo directly.

"Lihua Xingcun, what do you want to do?" Kurokawa Deming roared, the violent murderous anger shrouded the entire dojo.

Lihua Xing Village was a little shocked in the face of the swordsman's anger, but after looking at the dragon sitting in front of him, he suddenly got up and said, "Kurokawa, your son Xiang Tai and my daughter Qingzi Gambling have lost the dojo, and the dojo has lost.

To us, we naturally come to receive dojos. "

Kurokawa Deming shrank.

He almost forgot about it under his anger.

But immediately, he laughed madly. It was only a few hours in the gambling war. I am afraid that the Kendo Contest was over. Lihua Xing Village did not delay for a second to receive his dojo.

He really treats Hechuan Deming as a rubber puree.

Even if the gambling war is a testimony of the Jiansheng Palace, it is difficult to deny it.

But after all, I still rely on fists and speak by strength.

When he was a sword, when did he fall to such a point.

"Father, killed them, no, left that bitch, and killed the other two first." Hechuan Xiang was too poisonous behind him. He followed and saw the three people.

Lihua Haruko not only defeated him, but also disfigured him. Now when he saw the three, he couldn't wait for the three people to cramp the skin. As for Haruko's bitch, he would put her in eighteen tricks and play enough.

Kill her again.

Seeing the soaring murderous in Kurokawa Deming.

Lizhuo Xingcun: "Black Chuan Deming, you dare to do it, not afraid of the sanctions of Jianshu Palace."

"Stupid guy, will the Swordson Palace sanction the swordsman for the dead?"

As soon as Kurokawa Deming raised his hand, he cut out a substantial sword light, cold air, the blade of the blade, and the sword air was fast, which made Lihua Xingcun could not respond at all. In an instant, the sword gas had been cut on his neck.

Click!

Suddenly one hand stretched out, grabbing the sword gas, squeezing.


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