Chapter 932

John made a provocative gesture and said, "let me see where your self-confidence comes from. You can rest assured that I will do it after you have completely liberated yourself, otherwise I will lose the fun."

Instead of answering, he closed his eyes and began to gather his strength. John didn't want to lose his fun too early and watch his momentum. But soon John regretted what he had said.

Although he has been closing his eyes, John can feel that his momentum has changed significantly.

Far different from before, in order to avoid making things bigger, John decided to take the first step for the strong, suddenly shot, and saw his fist immediately arrived at masoburo's body, an unexpected scene happened.

Out of thin air, another two takebu Wulang appeared, and they even slashed at John. John was caught off guard and quickly took back his fist to keep a distance from him.

Takebu opened his eyes and said, "Mr. John, I remember you said before you started that you would start after I showed my real strength. Don't tell me that you just acted just to test me."

John recalled what had just been a shocking scene, and there were still some worries in his heart, and he could not help questioning the scene.

John said with a smile: "Mr. service is really smart. I can even guess what I think in my heart. I admire him."

"John, you'll regret not getting rid of me in the first place, because from this moment on, you'll never get another chance."

With that said, takebu Wulang took the lead in attacking. Although John was still a little afraid of what had happened just now, he could not find a scene to make himself afraid from the attack. John's panic was slowly put down at this moment.

Koubujiro a knife to cut, John side to avoid, in the rotation of the body, directly around the back of takebu Wulang, not waiting for its reaction, John's fist has been called over.

He hit him directly in the back, and he quickly turned back, but was held back by John. He punched him in the arm again, forcing him to put down his sword.

John thought that under his own play, takebu Wulang would be angry, but what he didn't think of was that he was more and more frustrated and braver. Although he did not occupy any advantage, he still tried his best to fight against John, but the final result was that John won.

"Bang, bang, bang" John's fists, gathering strength, hit him in turn on his body. For a moment, he couldn't resist his momentum and retreated again and again, forcing him to keep a distance from John.

John said with a smile: "Mr. service, I remember that you really gave me a great shock at the beginning of the fight, but now it seems that the suffocation has disappeared. Is it Mr. service who is talking big?"

Takebu Wulang stood up from the ground with his body and held the sword again: "don't be happy too early. Soon you will know the consequences of blasphemy."

John seemed tired of this boring battle, clenched his fist and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Fu Bu, I may not waste my time. You can rest assured that I will make good use of your body after your death, because this is the fuse between Gong Benping and Lin Hao."

When he heard this, he was very angry and was about to go forward. John had already attacked him one step at a time. Before he could swing the knife, John had already hit his wrist, and the Taidao fell to the ground again. Just as John was about to give him a fatal blow, two takebu Wulang appeared, one left and one right.

Two sharp knives split straight at John. When John was about to retreat, he was held by the injured takeoburo, unable to move.

Seeing that he couldn't avoid the past, John could only choose to reduce the damage to the minimum and use his strong body to forcefully accept the attack of takeoburo. There were two obvious scars on his chest.

Having suffered the loss, John immediately backed back, looked at the bleeding wound, and said with a smile, "I just made it clear that the strength that Mr. Fu said in his mouth was the skill of separation."

"It seems that Mr. John still has some opinions on the art of separation, which is not surprising. After all, Mr. John is well-informed."

"No wonder you deliberately sell me flaws. It turns out that you are trying to lure me into the hook and achieve my own goal. However, after you have made clear your strategy, your separation skill has no great effect on me."

Takebu Wulang slowly picked up the Taidao on the ground and said, "in everyone's opinion, the master is the most proud disciple of Shifu, but only I know that Shifu has taught me all his skills in order to carry forward the art of Ninja and sabre. Maybe this is fate. Since Mr. John has been staring at me, it is also the destiny between me and you. It seems that we must It's up to you. "

After getting to know the details of takeoburo, John did not continue to be frightened. Instead, he said with a frank smile, "I'd like to see how powerful your self-cultivation skills are. Is it enough to kill me?"

Takebu Wulang, holding the Taidao in his hand, had not yet started. The two branches rushed forward one after another, and without any gap, they cut at John, although John was injured.However, the agility of his body was not affected at all. He successfully avoided the attack of the two sub bodies. When John forced him to retreat with his fist, takeoburo cut down from the top to the bottom. Fortunately, John dodged in time and didn't get hit.

Before John could catch his breath, four darts were thrown at him. John caught them in turn. Through the gap between the darts, John saw that the three men of takebu attacked again. John threw out the darts and forced him to retreat. But he also paid a certain price. Shang's clothes had become dilapidated.

John felt as if he had taken off his clothes and showed his strong muscles. "Next time, I'm sure to make all of you disappear!"

Even if John said impassioned, but in the eyes of takebu, it was just a bluff. He thought that one blow could get rid of John.

However, he did not expect that John had come up with a method at the cost of his body. He caught the two separate knives with his bare hands and let the pain swim away. He did not have any reaction from his whole body. Before he could wait for the noumenon to come forward, John made a direct effort to break the two Taidao, push them backward and stab them into their bodies.

In this way, the two sub bodies with the incredible face into a wisp of white smoke disappeared in place, and ready to attack the Department of five Lang also chose to give up, stop in the same place.

John tore two pieces of cloth from his ragged clothes and wrapped them around his injured hands. He said, "the separation technique is superior in number.

But after all, the strength is still determined by the noumenon, so my self sacrificing play should still work. In the next time, I will not give you the opportunity to gather spirit, because I have lost interest in you, and the person who makes me hurt has only one consequence, that is death. "

Takebu Wulang holds the sword in his right hand and caresses the sword body with his left hand. A clearly visible breath adheres to the blade.

John, who witnessed the scene, said: "I've heard of the sword spirit. Iqna's sword spirit is much stronger than you, and the range is much higher than you. It's a big difference."

Takebu Wulang sneered and cut off with a knife. John jumped to avoid it. Suddenly, he stood up Taidao and slowly turned it around. He saw that Taidao was divided into two and two into four, forming a circle. The next second he spread out and stabbed John.

John saved the danger with the ghost's body method, but he didn't pay attention to takebu Wulang. He once again cut himself in the shoulder and hurt his left arm.

Looking at the bloodstain on the Taidao, fujibu Wulang said: "I'm not as good as Shifu. I can develop the sword spirit to such a large scale, but I can make the sword spirit come true. This is what the master attaches great importance to me."

Now John has been black and blue, as long as there is just another attack, John is afraid to fall into a dead end, aware of this situation is ready to take a shot, but John appeared in his back, a brutal punch directly through his chest.

Masoburo looked at John's fist with consternation on his face. He could not believe that he had just occupied the advantage, but now he was in a desperate situation.

"This, how could this be possible?"

John grinned and took his fist back. He knelt directly on the ground, his mouth full of blood, and the hole in his chest looked terrible.

"I have to say that your self-defense and sabre skills are really beyond my imagination. However, when you fight with me, you always keep a trace of kindness. It is just because of this kindness that I have the chance to kill you. What I pay attention to is not the moves. Only the speed, but also the quickness, which is an important reason to kill you."

As soon as he was about to speak, he burst out a mouthful of blood, his mouth was smiling, and his Taidao fell to the ground. He tried his best to say, "I didn't lose to you, but I lost to myself. I thought you'd meet well. I didn't expect that you would be so cruel and cruel. If I had another chance, I would not hesitate to kill him It's you. "

John said with a smile: "I'm afraid you don't have this chance. After you die, I will put all your death on Lin Hao. I believe that your single celled elder martial brother Miyamoto will believe it and take people to find Lin Hao for revenge. In this way, I also achieved my original goal. Your death is not a sacrifice in vain, but a stepping stone on my way to success."

Takebu Wulang looked at the dark alley and said with difficulty, "master, I'm sorry for you. I've disgraced you."

At the end of the speech, takebu Wulang stopped breathing forever and died in the middle of the alley, while John told the bear hunting to prepare for the next step.