Chapter 839

"Well? Is it a Oriental Wang Yong was slightly stunned.

He thought it was the killer that the Fallen Angel offered a reward. After all, money and silk moved people's hearts. The Fallen Angel offered a reward of up to 500 million yuan for Wang Yong. Under the heavy reward, there must be brave men, so it is very likely that someone will fight for it.

But Wang Yong never thought he would be a foreigner.

Looking at the posture of these people, it's obvious that they are well-trained, not like the mob of ordinary killers.

Whoa!

The fastest one took the lead, holding a 1.5-meter-long Oriental knife high in his hand with a shining edge. This kind of Oriental Dao is called Yetai Dao. It's not used by many people and it's hard to use.

Anyone who dares to use this kind of knife will not be too weak.

Wang Yong's eyes narrowed. He was like a cat with a bow back. When the sword was about to hit the top of his head, his body suddenly moved.

It's like a wild cat jumping up to attack humans. You can't see the cat's action clearly at all, and there are several more blood marks on people's face.

The difference is that Wang Yong is more ruthless.

When Wang Yong passed by the Oriental killer, his right hand was straight with five fingers, and he poked into the killer's left rib with a pop.

Eight trigrams wear palm!

Wang Yong deliberately made a spiral force. After he poked his palm into the killer's ribs, the spiral force drove him to smash the killer's viscera in an instant.

With a bang, the killer's sword fell to the ground, spewing out a mouthful of blood, and then fell down on the spot, leaving only the strength to spit blood out, making it difficult to breathe.

This kind of injury can't be saved even if it is carried to the hospital.

When other killers saw this, they were shocked. At the same time, they also felt a sense of death. Regardless of his fallen companions, he continued to pounce on Wang Yong with a loud cry.

"No, these people are dead!" Wang Yong's face changed.

Wang Yong originally intended to kill one person with fierce tactics, which could deter the other killers. I didn't expect that the other killers were just shocked for a moment, and they immediately returned to their normal expression, and there was a sense of death in their eyes.

To do this, only Toyo Ninja death.

However, with the development of modern society, such dead men have long disappeared. Even if there is one, it can only be kept in the hands of some big families in Toyo. How can it suddenly attack and kill Wang Yong?

Wang Yong didn't understand, and he didn't dream at the moment.

Brush, Wang Yong will pick the ground knife in his hand, single hand knife, put out a battle style.

The length of Yetai Dao is 1.5 meters, but it is very suitable for this kind of random warfare.

"Death An assassin's eyes burst out Jing Mang, holding a knife in both hands and slashing at Wang Yong.

The sabre is sharp, with the supreme momentum of sacrifice.

If you change to the ordinary warrior, you will be frightened by the momentum of the killer. A little hesitation for half a second, the head will have to be cut open.

But Wang Yong is different.

Wang Yong sneered at the corner of his mouth. Yetai Dao stabbed himself, but it was faster than the killer's chopping speed. He was the first to stab the killer in the chest.

When the blade turns slightly, it smashes the killer's heart. At the same time, the blade cuts vertically along the killer's chest, scattering a large amount of blood.

At the same time, two broken arms fell to the ground. After playing on the ground for several times, the Tai Dao in his hand didn't let go.

"Er..." the killer let out a reluctant sob and fell to the ground. I didn't understand why he died before I died.

"Fool!" Wang Yong scolded in his heart.

Although the samurai spirit of the Oriental people is terrible, it also has some shortcomings, that is, formalism is very serious. According to Toyo's theory, this kind of Ninja knife can only play its best by holding it with both hands. But the result is that the attack speed slows down and the chest door opens wide.

It's OK to meet ordinary people and experts. It's no different from killing yourself.

For a person of Wang Yong's level, it takes less time to complete a stab and a chop than a killer. How can a killer win?

"Sword array!"

Seeing that Wang Yong killed two people by thunder, the rest of the killers felt the gap in strength and yelled one after another, forming a sword array to kill Wang Yong.

Only in the dark, the knife light continued to flash, and the remaining six killers were divided into three groups. Two people in a group, from three directions toward the center of Wang Yong forced.

A man in front of him grasped ye Taidao and pointed at Wang Yong. One of them was half behind, but he changed his Tai Dao into a small Tai Dao less than one meter long. A long and a short cooperation, to build a razor like formation, Wang Yong will be surrounded inside.

Wang Yong glanced at the Oriental sword array and gave a smile.

I thought it was such a brilliant array. It turned out that it was only a variant of the six flower array of the Tang Dynasty.

In the Tang Dynasty, when the two armies faced each other, the Tang army would place the central army in the center, set up six mobile teams in six directions, and the cavalry would move through the array. This formation is invincible in defense and has no dead angle. It is very practical when facing cavalry charge.

I didn't expect that the Japanese would learn it and turn it into a sword array of several people.

The six Oriental killers are full of confidence and maintain enough sense of oppression to slowly compress Wang Yong's space.

They have practiced this kind of Dao array countless times. No matter how high their skills are, they have no space to move, and they have to be chopped to death by random knives.

The long knife cuts at the front, the short knife stabs at the back, and the two knives are fired at the same time. The three heads and six arms can't resist.

In ancient times, this kind of array was often used to encircle and kill generals in the Oriental battlefield. Generals in armor all over the body could not be willing to become the ghosts under the sword, not to mention Wang Yong.

"Darius!" The killers burst out a cry, and the rhythm of the sword array changed instantly.

As the wind blows through the withered leaves, the chill of late autumn comes out from the sword array, piercing Wang Yong's body.

Wang Yong's back neck hair could not help exploding. He clearly felt the danger.

"Kill Wang Yong's eyes were awe inspiring and he also yelled.

In an instant, the light of the knife splashed like water falling from Jiutian, with a continuous silk thread to Wang Yong's body.

That's the light of three Yetai knives.

Later, the waist deep air rippled with water, piercing Wang Yong's waist.

That's the edge of three little knives.

The six killers have no reservation. All of them have worked hard all their lives. They only want to kill once!

After Wang Yong uttered a cry, it seemed that he was just trying to embolden himself, and his body didn't move at all.

Zhao huaiwu, who was hiding in the dark, could not help looking forward and happy.

After Wang Yong's death, he can get a million dollars reward. Now, the bounty is within reach!

Just one second!

"One, two! Die Zhao huaiwu meditated in his heart.

But a second later, the scene Zhao huaiwu was looking forward to did not happen. On the contrary, the situation on the field has changed dramatically!

Wang Yong suddenly fell to the ground with a sneer in the corner of his mouth in the face of the six swords.

Just like a son of a bitch listening to thunder on a rainy day, he is standing on all fours and spinning in the same place.

With the rotation, a purple light came out of Wang Yong's hand, illuminating the dim pagoda. At the same time, it clearly reflected the startled eyes of six Oriental killers.

Whoa!

With the knife across the cloth, purple light into a circle across the body of six Taidao.

Then the six killers felt light in their hands at the same time, but their swords were all cut off by purple light!

"No!" The assassin was shocked, and he was about to retreat subconsciously.

But it was too late. Wang Yong straightened himself up, and the moon fox soft sword in the center of his hand was spinning, like a rising top, dribbling into the air, and the light range of the sword suddenly expanded.

Woo

A breeze came in through the crack of the gate of the pagoda, whimpering.

The purple light in the pagoda slowly dissipates, and the pagoda returns to the dark again.

A moment later, the clattering sound of weapons landing came.

All of the six Oriental killers stood with their hands covering their necks, and blood flowed between their fingers.

"Why?" A killer asked in Chinese, his eyes full of discontent.

Voice did not fall, people have fallen to the ground, completely no breath.

All of them died under the soft sword of Xinyue fox.

Wang Yong's face is calm. He shakes the heart moon Fox's soft sword gently. Drops of blood fall down the sword body and make a click.

"Why? Ha ha, because you are stupid Wang Yong said to himself, as if answering the killer's question just now.

The Oriental Assassin's sword array is fierce in the upper part, but the upper part and the middle part are blocked, but only the lower part is missed.

It's not so much a flaw to change to someone else. The besieged people dare to fall to the ground to escape, and the six killers will immediately chop their opponents into meat sauce.

It's a pity that they met Wang Yong. It's a pity that Wang Yong also had a soft sword to cut iron like mud.

This flaw has really become a flaw and a trap for their death.

"Wait for me to find you out, or come out by myself?" Wang Yong's eyes flashed and looked at Zhao huaiwu, who was hiding in the depths of the pagoda.

Zhao huaiwu thought that he had the chance to win, but he never thought that Wang Yong would survive and kill six people with one sword.

This is clearly the modern repetition of "ten steps to kill one person" in ancient books!

Zhao huaiwu was scared out of his courage and crawled out of the darkness like a frightened dead dog.

"No, don't kill me... I was forced! In fact, I really love Chinese culture, and I really want to restore the influence of Chinese culture in South Korea. But last night someone came to me and asked me to do it, or they would kill my family. I was forced to do it. " Without Wang Yong's interrogation, Zhao huaiwu took the initiative to explain everything.

Wang Yong's eyes were cold and he asked, "who found you?"

"A oriental woman, I don't know. I only heard what she said, cut off the tail, avoid future trouble... This matter really has nothing to do with me, if you spare me, I am willing to help you conquer the cultural world of South Korea. You may not know that you have been blocked by Li Zaixian. No matter how provocative you are, no South Korean scholars will respond to you and the media will not report on you. But I'm different. I know all the Korean sinologists. I can take you to the door and challenge them one by one... "Zhao huaiwu poured beans in a bamboo tube and said everything he knew.

Wang Yong was slightly shocked. No wonder he didn't have a reporter in South Korea. It turned out that he was banned by Li Zai first. That's a tough move!

It seems that the trip to South Korea needs to be re planned.

"Save... Life!"

When Wang Yong ponders, he sees Zhao huaiwu's eyes turning. He suddenly gets up, shouts and runs outside the pagoda.

When Wang Yong came here just now, he saw a South Korean police station at the intersection. It's not close, but it's not far. It's easy to alarm the police when there's a lot of noise. That's why the killers didn't use guns.

Zhao huaiwu clearly wants to recruit those policemen to deal with Wang Yong.

Wang Yong's cold air flashed on his face and his toes picked. He only heard a whoosh. A sword penetrated Zhao huaiwu's body and fixed Zhao huaiwu's running figure at the gate.

Zhao huaiwu's expression is astonished. He can't believe that Wang Yong actually killed him.