C77 I'sm sorry you were fooled

Even Miyamoto Yifu was somewhat shocked by Lin Gudu's performance.

Wasn't this guy seriously injured?

Why did he suddenly become so lively?

However, the surprised expression on Miyamoto Yifu's face did not last more than a third of a second.

He was the island's best ninja, the leader of the younger generation, and the heir to A'he Liu.

Why should I be afraid of Lin Gudu?

"Ye Xiao, today is the day you die. I will kill you and take revenge for my brother." Miyamoto Yifu stared into Lin Gudu's eyes, as if he was about to spit out an angry flame.

When enemies meet each other, their eyes would turn red. That was the logic behind their actions!

"Hur hur."

Lin Gudu smiled faintly as he held the dragon bone in his hand.

Hehe?

Miyamoto Yifu, who was not very proficient with Hua Xiayu, was startled: "Yours, what do you mean?"

"Scolding you as a retard, Miyamoto family is really good at acting like a retard, that Gong Ben Five Eighteen is already stupid enough, I never thought that he would have such a retarded little brother! Since laozi can get rid of the Five Eighteen s, of course laozi can get rid of you too. " Lin Gudu's expression suddenly became solemn.

"Hua …"

The audience felt as if they had suddenly exploded.

"The rumors are actually true, the Five Eighteen s were really killed by Ye Xiao!"

"He admitted it himself!"

"Didn't he offend the entire island ninja?"

"Heh, with Ye Xiao's temper, do you think he would care about this?"

"…"

As the descendant of the island nation's ninja Armour He Liu, the Five Eighteen s were not only famous in the island countries, but also in the entire world's Esper. That was why his death caused the entire power world to shake. However, before this, no one was clear as to who exactly killed the Five Eighteen s.

Now, the truth was revealed!

So it was Ye Xiao who killed them?

Everyone was shocked.

So it was Ye Xiao who killed them!

Back then, the Miyamoto family had taken the lead to intercept the Dark-Night Squad, causing the entire team to be annihilated. Ye Xiao was the only one left, if he did not take revenge on the Miyamoto family, things would not be so bizarre.

"Ba'e, Ye Xiao, yours, is dead." Thinking about the deaths of the Five Eighteen s, Miyamoto Yifu was immediately enraged.

Clank.

A crisp sound rang out.

Miyamoto Yifu quickly pulled out his Japanese Blade.

The hundred centimeter long Japanese Blade s, curved the blade into a beautiful arc, its entire body was dark black, yet it flickered with a sharp light, a heavy and oppressive aura emitted from the Wu Wan s, pouncing straight towards Lin Gudu.

Lin Gudu laughed in disdain.

When he killed the Five Eighteen s, the other party was also holding the same blade.

"Come on, I'll let you become the second member of the Gong family to die at my hands …"

Boom.

Lin Gudu tightly gripped the dragon bone and waved it around. A few black figures flashed past, causing him to be dazzled, and then, the air around his body started to become distorted, forming a few air cyclones that could be seen with the naked eye.

Lin Gudu disappeared, and the dragon bone also disappeared.

Everyone saw a black shadow flash on the stage.

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared and transformed into a ray of light, flying towards Miyamoto Yifu. Lin Gudu's body, gradually revealed himself, the dragon bone in his hand hacked down, striking towards Miyamoto Yifu's head.

"Eight."

Miyamoto Yifu cursed, the Wu Wan flipped, bringing a burst of fierce wind, rushing towards the dragon bone.

Bang.

The violent collision forced the two of them to simultaneously take a step back.

Lin Gudu thought: This bastard, is actually stronger than the Five Eighteen s!

In less than a second, he brandished the dragon bone and rushed forward again.

Bang bang bang.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The two figures crossed each other, but no one could tell who was who. The only sound that could be heard was the unceasing rumbling as sparks flew in all directions, and sand and dust flew everywhere unrestrainedly on the stage.

The other Esper s could not compare to the s' cool and dazzling moves.

Boom …

After a loud explosion, the two separated again.

Lin Gudu and Miyamoto Yifu, you had a solemn look on your face, in that clash just now, no one was able to take advantage of me.

Miyamoto Yifu slightly pressed his right hand down, and pointed the tip of the blade at Lin Gudu's head.

Whoosh.

A soft sound rang out, it was a weak mosquito.

But Lin Gudu caught hold of the voice, and he saw it coming, it came from the Japanese Blade blade.

However, the Wu Wan did not tremble.

This meant that the tremor was coming from the inside of the Wu Wan's blade.

It really is a powerful Japanese Blade!

As expected of one of the three great treasures of the Miyamoto family.

"Thousand Slaughter!"

Miyamoto Yifu softly snorted.

Swoosh.

On his left, there was an additional Miyamoto Yifu. She was dressed exactly like the previous him, with her facial expression, skin, and even her movements. There wasn't the slightest difference, it was as if she was just a copy.

Swoosh.

To his right appeared another Miyamoto Yifu.

Swoosh.

Behind him.

Shua shua shua!

In the blink of an eye, more than thirty Miyamoto Yifu's appeared on the stage.

However, this fellow still had not stopped as Miyamoto Yifu copied them one after another.

Such a strange scene was something that many people had never seen in their lives. They were all dumbstruck as they stared at the stage.

At this time, nobody cared about who would win between Ye Xiao and Miyamoto Yifu, but they looked at Miyamoto Yifu curiously, thinking, how did this guy do it?

When Miyamoto Yifu stopped, on the stage, there were fifty-two Miyamoto Yifu who looked exactly like him.

These people were exactly the same as him, so even if it was Lin Gudu at this time, he would be unable to identify who was the real Miyamoto Yifu.

Thousand Slaughter!

Of course, the difficulty of mastering the most bizarre of the ninja s was also extremely high.

The Thousand Slaughter had reached its peak. The original owner could create a thousand copies of himself. Although the difference in strength was very large, the original owner was still much more terrifying in terms of numbers.

If two experts were to fight each other, neither of them would be able to win. However, if one side suddenly called out a thousand of their lackeys, it would be a waste of time.

Of course, with the Thousand Slaughter being so powerful, it was impossible for it to have no flaws. Its flaws were quite fatal.

But, Lin Gudu didn't know!

"Die!"

"Die …" Dead … "Die …"

Over fifty Miyamoto Yifu spoke at the same time, the scene was extremely strange.

"F * ck your mother, your father will break your Thousand Slaughter today!" And fifty-two, you can get your mother a pack of cards. "

Lin Gudu was furious, holding onto the dragon bone, he attacked from left to right, like a mad head wolf, he charged forward.

Shua shua shua.

More than fifty Miyamoto Yifu s separated, taking turns to launch sneak attacks on Lin Gudu from all directions.

Although the power of these replicas couldn't compare to the real Miyamoto Yifu, every single round that Lin Gudu exchanged with Miyamoto Yifu was equivalent to fighting against five or six Miyamoto Yifu. At this rate, even iron men would not be able to endure much longer.

However, as if they had been injected with chicken blood, these fifty odd Miyamoto Yifu rushed over madly and attacked him tirelessly.

Lin Gudu gritted his teeth and grabbed onto an empty shield, then smashed it onto one of the Miyamoto Yifu's head.

Crash.

It was as if a glass window had been shattered.

Miyamoto Yifu became countless pieces, which scattered and disappeared in the air.

He had killed one!

But there was still fifty-one of them!

"Whooosh."

Lin Gudu leaned on the dragon bone and panted on the spot. Large beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead all the way down his face and then fell onto the stage.

The easiest and most effective way to get rid of the Thousand Slaughter was to get rid of the real Miyamoto Yifu.

However, that fellow must have been hiding behind these replicas. If he wanted to find them, it would be difficult to do so.

Pfft.

Just as he was in a daze, a Wu Wan blade pierced through his right shoulder.

Pfft.

Another Wu Wan Blade cut across his waist, leaving a two centimeter deep cut. Blood gushed out like a spring.

Clank.

The third sword strike was aimed at Lin Gudu's neck, but was blocked by his dragon bone.

The fourth round followed!

"Is Ye Xiao finished?"

The audience couldn't help but think of this.

Zuo Xiaojie stood up, his eyes staring straight at the stage, ready to charge up at any time: "Fuck you, little ghost, you will get the upper hand, if my lonely brother recovers his strength, even ten of us are not worthy to be hit by him."

Even though he had received Liu Fei's secret prescription, Lin Gudu's body was abnormally weak at the moment.

Pfft.

Pfft.

The Wu Wan injured Lin Gudu again and again.

It seemed that Lin Gudu no longer had the power to fight back, he could only block the Wu Wan blades that were stabbing towards his vital points.

Putong.

Lin Gudu's lower leg was struck, and his body tilted, as he actually knelt on one knee on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, he had become a man of blood. A stream of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth as more than a dozen wounds of different depths dripped with blood. They were extremely terrifying!

However, his eyes were still calm.

It was as if the wounds on his body were not there.

Blood!

Fresh red blood!

How familiar was this scene?

He watched as his teammates fell one by one.

And at that last moment, the one who was pierced through the chest by a Japanese Blade was his most beloved one!

Suddenly, Lin Gudu's eyes turned red.

Just then, a snort sounded out from behind the Miyamoto Yifu crowd.

Following that, one of Miyamoto Yifu's body flashed and appeared behind Lin Gudu. The Wu Wan Blade in his hand suddenly slashed upwards, striking towards Lin Gudu's head.

If he chopped, Lin Gudu's head would immediately separate from his body.

Different from the expressionless Miyamoto Yifu, this fellow who suddenly appeared had a look of madness on his face.

The blade carried a burst of berserk Qi that was quickly approaching the back of Lin Gudu's neck.

Clank.

Hit it?

However, what was struck was not Lin Gudu's body, but a large rod wrapped in black cloth.

Surprise instantly appeared on Miyamoto Yifu's face.

Lin Gudu's head slowly turned around as a pair of scarlet eyes locked onto Miyamoto Yifu like lightning. "Sorry, you've been tricked!"

That deathly still voice seemed to have come from hell.

Crash.

Lin Gudu got up, the dragon bone rising up and smashed apart Miyamoto Yifu's Wu Wan s. With the wind blowing past his feet, he did not even give Miyamoto Yifu a chance to react as he quickly chased after it.

The dragon bone, accurately speaking, was a large rod wrapped in black cloth. Like a fairy scattering flowers, it tightly pressed onto Miyamoto Yifu, and no matter if he advanced or retreated, the road was sealed.

In a hurry, Miyamoto Yifu could only raise his Wu Wan to resist.

Ye Xiao who was just about to die, how did he suddenly become so fierce?

There was only one answer!

Lin Gudu was purposely injured, with the aim of luring out Miyamoto Yifu's real body.