(Additional update for @心官网16)

In front of everyone, the young man named Gan Shisan, who stood up temporarily and saluted with Japanese swordsman Sao Toriyama, began a formal fight.

On this side of Longhu Mountain, many people have already known Gan Shisan's identity. They know that this guy is Gan Mo who had previously tied up two side-room kings, Wu Ding Zhenren, and they also know that he is not from Longhu Mountain. But he is still vain and is in trouble. He cannot help but feel a little hope in his heart. I hope this guy can defeat the Japanese in front of him and to slapped the majesty of Xiaodongyang.

The banner of Longhu Mountain cannot fall.

This is the most important thing.

Even at the door, Meixia, Fengxia and Xiaogang, who had been frightened before and were avoided in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, heard the news and rushed over.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw the two of them attacking.

Almost in an instant, the long swords in the hands of the two men collided heavily.

Thunder in the sky radiates the earth and fire, and Mars hits the earth.

With a clear collision, the two men fell into a fierce battle in an instant. When the long sword was waving, everyone felt a strange feeling, as if they were in an iron shop. The sound of the collision of the weapon was jingling and unable to stop, making people's ears numb.

At the same time, the figures of these two people also became difficult to see clearly from the beginning.

The eyes were not good, and I could only see two figures flashing constantly. I couldn't even stare at someone, and I couldn't tell who was who.

quick.

Faster.

It's so fast that it's hard to capture...

Just when everyone was feeling a little dazzled, the two men suddenly fell into two diagonal corners of the open space, then held the knife in both hands and kept breathing.

Their heads were filled with sweat flowing freely, and their eyes were staring at each other, not daring to relax at all.

Because both of them knew that at such a moment, if anyone dared to relax, they would be in a disadvantage in an instant, and then they would fall into a place of doom.

The little carpenter's hands were numb, and his arms were stiff, his chest was undulating, and sweat had soaked his close-fitting jacket. His whole body exuded a strong sense of enthusiasm. The sweat was flowing down his nose, dripping and ticking, flowing non-stop.

He could feel that in addition to his own cultivation, the Japanese swordsman in front of him also had an indescribable power, which was blessing him.

And the Japanese knife in his hand also had a strange power.

This kind of power made him feel indescribable suffocation.

On the other side, Sao Toriyama was also breathing rapidly, and then stared at the Chinese man not far away.

Although that guy was wearing a Taoist robe, he was definitely not a Taoist priest.

The knife in his hand was wide open and closed, with a strong and fierce force, with a kind of fierce and bravery like a strong wine, but in some details, it was extremely meticulous and continuous, just like a turtle shell, which made him completely unable to start.

With superb sword skills and skillful methods, this is second and most importantly, the energy he was fighting with others made Toriyama feel like he was facing a twenty-year-old young man.

The other party's methods were as hard-working as an old fox, and they were really hard to estimate.

Sao Toriyama was a little scared.

He had such confidence and means of dealing with the enemy at this moment. He had entered actual combat since he was eight years old. His footsteps had traveled all over the mountains and rivers of Japan and the northeast of China. I don’t know how many people had fought with bloody battles, and he had at least hundreds of lives under the sword, and he had just learned it.

He didn't believe that the Chinese in front of him could have his ordinary experience.

Because he did not smell the greasy smell of blood from the other person.

Why is this?

Just now, he was fighting fiercely on the verge of life and death. Sao Toriyama didn't think too much about it. When he stopped, he looked at the other person carefully, and the more he looked, the more frightened he became.

He has always been called a new generation of geniuses in Japanese kendo. Others always say that in time, Sao Toriyama will definitely become a master at the national level in Japan, and may even become a legendary person like the demigod Suzumiya Mi. He also believed in this way, but at this moment, a little fear arose in his heart.

Because he could feel that the young man in front of him who was not visible and undisturbed had the same qualifications as him.

If such a person is born in Japan, he will definitely find a way to become friends with him and then work together for the rise of his country.

But born in China...

They will surely become enemies, and they will also be enemies of fate.

There is no need to let him grow up with such an enemy, right? Instead of waiting for him to grow into troublesome times, it is better to put him in his cradle now.

Thinking of this, Sao Toriyama's eyes narrowed slightly.

As a "martial arts fanatic", he rarely develops the intention to kill, and once he develops the intention to kill, he will show his most violent side.

Go to die, for the rise of the Great Japanese Empire.

Sao Toriyama thought silently in his heart, then he took a step forward, his eyes turned golden, but a dense energy animation appeared in his eyes.

If he was a master of Japanese Shintoism, he would definitely exclaim when he saw his condition: "Eight Thousand Ghost Eyes!"

Yes - Eight Thousand Gods, the great master of Japanese Shintoism, also known as Aihara Ugami, is a noble man. He was ordered by the god of heaven to jointly manage the land with Shaohiko from Izumo Kingdom, reclaiming land, building water conservancy, developing mountains and forests, developing animal husbandry, eliminating disasters and curing diseases, and then handing over the land to Tiansun Qiongqiong, and specializing in the "Secret Realm".

According to legend, a divine man with the "Eight Thousand Swords Eyes" can see clearly yin and yang, ghosts and gods, and heaven and earth, find intermittent time and space, and travel through it to become an omnipresent god.

Of course, that's just a legend.

But Sao Toriyama was able to disappear into this world in an instant through the spiritual power in his eyes, and then appear at a certain point.

As long as he is not trapped, the space is small enough.

For example, within ten meters.

This is the real capital for him to be able to laugh at the Japanese Kendo industry.

Swish!

Nobuki, a famous sword, crossed the space with Sao Toriyama, appeared behind the enemy, and slashed heavily with the potential energy of the two worlds.

Not long ago, just like this moment, it killed the masters of Longhu Mountain here, and at this moment, it was just repeating the previous actions.

At the moment of swinging the knife, Sao Toriyama's heart was filled with strong confidence.

At this age, even if he is prepared, it should be difficult to stop him?

clang!

Unexpectedly, the long knife called Lao Xue appeared in the right position at the right time, blocking this determined moment.

Maybe this is just a coincidence?

Sao Toriyama thought so, then escaped into the gap in the space again, appeared on the head that the other party unexpectedly fell from the sky and stabbed suddenly.

This time, it was not blocked again, but was avoided very neatly by the guy.

Very fast...

The failure of two consecutive killer moves made Sao Toriyama alert in his heart.

He could feel that the man opposite was able to constantly avoid his killer moves. In addition to having long been psychologically prevented, there were probably other reasons.

As for why, he couldn't explain it clearly.

Maybe it's just intuition.

Maybe not...

Sao Toriyama began to become smarter and no longer disappeared with one force. Instead, as before, with Juhe's powerful sword technique and philosophy of drawing swords, he once again entangled with the guy. The two fought while waving the long sword, and they were both dancing on the tip of the God of Death's sword. At a certain moment, between life and death, he once again used that strange step and mysterious sword force.

When he wanted to kill the person in an instant, the other party avoided him in a very coincidental way.

It is not just a simple strength that Sao Toriyama is able to reach his current position, he also has strong patience.

So he came here a few more times, and each time he felt very clever. The moment he swung the knife out, he felt that the world would fall to his feet.

But no matter how perfect a knife was, he could not hurt the other party's hair.

At the beginning, Sao Toriyama didn't feel this feeling, but as he got more and more times, his chest began to become stuffy.

The high-intensity load on his body also made him a little unbearable.

However, compared to the body, the lack of mental will and confidence was even more unacceptable, so Sao Toriyama's eyes began to turn red like blood seeping.

Countless waves seemed to have fallen into the sky.

Although the opponent's counterattack easily resolved him, the feeling of powerlessness was like the weeds in spring, growing and spreading in his heart...

Why?

Why? Why? Why...

Sao Toyama's face began to become distorted, blue veins emerged, and black air was emitting all over his body. There were golden thin silk like hair in his eyes, making him extremely strange, and he kept roaring in his mouth, as if he was some kind of beast.

The golden glasses saw something wrong and hurriedly shouted: "Master Toriyama, Master Toriyama, stop, don't compare..."

At this moment, Sao Toriyama burst into a hysterical roar: "No, I'm going to kill him."

He raised the Xinguo in his hand.

The next second, he disappeared.

Then, the old Japanese sword, with a terrifying black force, slashed out from the void and swung heavily to the little carpenter's neck...

The ultimate mystery.

Darkness slashed.

Sao Toriyama who reappeared, smiled.

No one can beat his must-kill move.

No one.

He raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, then felt a little hurt in his chest.

He lowered his head and took a look.

He saw a knife appeared in his heart.

A knife that looks a bit worn.

The name of the knife.

Called...

Old snow.
Chapter completed!