"Kill -"
the Oriental warrior rushes to Ye Tianlong with a roar. Ye Tianlong ignores the indifference of life, waves his sword and cuts pieces of sword into the enemy's vital points.
"Ah -"
the people who were hit by the chopping fell to the ground, all of them were killed in the key, and there was almost no chance of survival.
Ye Tianlong's forward posture and movement give people a relaxed and leisurely feeling, but in fact, his hand holding the knife is as steady as a mountain.
"Whoosh, whoosh -"
the speed of his Sabre moving and splitting out to kill the enemy is amazing. There is almost no gap and no pause between his sabres.
Many of the Japanese warriors who were attacked by his blade didn't even want to escape, so they were already hit by the sharp blade and fell back.
Although the Oriental warrior is also crazy to kill, he is either slow or blocked by his understatement.
More than 60 people, no one can hurt Ye Tianlong.
Taixiang Yokota and the 18 masters who founded the school felt that everything they saw seemed to be static.
They watched Ye Tianlong move forward slowly, and saw the sharp sharp swords throw out one by one, one by one, the Japanese warriors died.
Many proud children didn't even touch Ye Tianlong's clothes, so they changed their lives into convulsive corpses.
"Ah -"
Ye Tianlong is just like an ancient beast. He kills fiercely and incessantly, and screams one after another.
The flickering light of the sword, the blood splashing around, the body falling to the ground in an instant after being cut by the sword, and the wind and rain waving, form a violent aesthetic image.
More than 60 people charged were quickly killed by Ye Tianlong.
Twelve meters, 60 people, at the foot of Ye Tianlong, it can be said that every inch of land saves blood.
"I see how much more you can kill!"
Yokota once again made a gesture, the second group of Oriental martial arts to Ye Tianlong surrounded in the past.
"Kill -"
several sumo wrestlers showed their fierce eyes, turned their whole body strength into a blow, and at the same time, they issued a cry of killing and attacked Ye Tianlong.
They don't want to kill Ye Tianlong in one fell swoop. As long as they can hurt Ye Tianlong a little, they can die without regret. Unfortunately, things go against their wishes.
Ye Tianlong's sword, mercilessly around their arms, simple but merciless through their throat.
Five or six rounds of attacks, such a huge wave.
Compared with the crazy attack of the Oriental warrior, ye Tianlong shows a stronger side.
His swords are extremely dangerous, fast and fierce.
Facing the besieged enemy, ye Tianlong not only never retreats, but also often strikes back with faster, fiercer, fiercer and fiercer moves.
At every cut, there must be an enemy who screams and falls.
The splashing blood dyed the grass red.
"Ah -"
another 70 people fell under Ye Tianlong's knife. This time, ye Tianlong advanced 15 meters, his body was covered with blood, but his fighting spirit was still alive.
This kind of tragic scene is close at hand, which makes all the Oriental warriors pale.
Even the head of the sect frowned. Many of them have gone through a lot of battles. They have seen many bloody scenes.
But ye Tianlong's killing methods, which are like gods and demons, are invincible, which makes them cold hearted.
In the twinkling of an eye, ye Tianlong had killed 200 Japanese warriors.
Yokota prime minister after their anger, put the rest of the people all pressure.
At the same time, eighteen sect owners also took action.
"Stab
See 18 door master hand, ye Tianlong laugh, a knife cut out.
Kutcher first swept 13 swords coming from behind.
Thirteen samurai swords, like local chickens and wagons, were broken in an instant. The thirteen warriors retreated with all their strength, but it was too late. With a sore throat, they all fell to the ground.
Then, ye Tianlong's right hand shakes and rushes to the three headmen in front.
"Whoosh -"
a white sword, visible to the naked eye, crosses the air and cuts to the master of sumo, judo and kendo.
The sword was extremely sharp. The three sect leaders turned pale. They roared and waved samurai swords to resist.
Three gate master, at the same time!
"Dang!"
The ghost cuts on three samurai swords and makes a sharp sound.
"Pounce -"
the main body of the Kendo sect was shocked, and suddenly a mouthful of blood gushed out, and his body suddenly retreated.
The master of SUMO is also in great pain. It's hard to bear. He abandoned his sword and retreated.
The master of judo insisted for a while, trying to overcome hardness with softness, but he broke her tenacity and cut her on her chest.
"Ah -"
the judo master's face turned pale and spewed out a mouthful of blood.Without waiting for her to fall to the ground and stabilize her body, ye Tianlong ran past her like a phantom. He patted her with his left hand and directly patted her on the tianlinggai of the judo master.
"Click -"
the judo master's skull broke and fell to the ground with a scream.
The first owner died!
"Whoosh!"
Then, ye Tianlong threw the ghost into the throat of the Kendo master and nailed him into a tree.
The next second, ye Tianlong jumps to avoid the attack of more than 20 martial arts swords. With his feet wrong, he jumps from the samurai sword.
He landed lightly on the head of the master of sumo. Without waiting for the opponent to grasp his leg, his feet twisted violently.
"Click!"
Sumo master's eyes protrude, his head turns 180 degrees, and his life goes out
Even kill three main gate, ye Tianlong's powerful and fierce power, it shocked Yokota Prime Minister them.
But without waiting for their surprise to disperse, ye Tianlong pulls out the village leader from his back and confronts the besieged crowd.
The knife is roaring and sharp.
In the red light of the magic sabre, not only the children of each sect fell into the pool of blood, but also the 15 sect owners retreated and were injured.
"Ah -"
the owner of the empty handed Taoist sect was also swept by Ye Tianlong. If he had not been protected by a piece of armor, he would have been broken in two.
Rao is so, he also surprised a cold sweat.
"Whoosh, whoosh -"
Ye Tianlong didn't stop at all. He cut out one knife at a time, one after another. The light of the knife was more and more dazzling, and his killing intention was more and more high.
At the end of the fight, I saw a red light moving, and one by one the Japanese warriors fell into the light of the sword.
"Rush
When ye Tianlong cut the leader of juhecha into two parts, the besieged crowd finally could not bear it. They retreated one after another, with panic on their faces.
Of the 340, there are more than 30 left. There are 18 sect owners, only karate and tangshou.
They were all sweating and shocked.
They look at Ye Tianlong, just like the devil, fighting more than 300 people in one person, not to die or lose, and killing 300 people. So is the reincarnation of the God of war.
"Withdraw!"
The master of the tang hand sect was thirsty. After sweeping the wound on his left arm, he roared, turned and ran to the gate.
No fighting spirit.
"Want to go? It's not that easy! "
Ye Tianlong saw that someone was going to run away. He sneered and drew close to the master of the tang hand sect, and waved a knife.
The master of the Tang sect felt the evil wind behind him and turned to wave his weapon to resist, but it didn't work at all.
The white awn, which cuts through the void, cuts directly across him and cuts him in half like tofu.
The 17th sect leader, dead.
"Whoosh -"
at the same time, ye Tianlong kicks his right foot and shoots out a samurai sword to get the karate master who runs in the other direction.
"When -"
the karate master grabs the sword with his backhand.
"Whoosh -"
just without waiting for his face to burst with joy, ye Tianlong's right hand trembled, and the magic knife shot directly through his exposed throat.
Blood spilled.
The eighteenth sect leader, dead.