"You also know that two days are first-class?" the Shadow Ronin was stunned for a moment. Stepping on wooden shoes and walking towards Qin Munan, the feather weaving on his body moved with the fan. The ronin is not tall, wears a samurai hakama, and looks even shorter.

Qin Munan didn't answer him, his right hand let go of Wei Wanqing, and at the same time raised his hands, a trace of aura was scattered from his two hands, mixed and condensed into one qi, and wrapped around his fingertips.

"This is just the appearance of the three knife streams, your understanding is too superficial. The Shadow Ronin smacked slightly.

"The two days of the three knife streams are first-class, much more advanced than the sword ideas of Huaxia, you were born in China, it is naturally difficult to deeply understand the two days of first-class. What you've just shown is just scratching the surface. The Shadow Ronin lifted his chin, but unfortunately he had a stubby neck and still couldn't see it.

Qin Mu Nan was as deep as water, and he didn't think so, two days were first-class, and it was indeed a very advanced sword art thought, but the Demon Venerable, who had lived for 100,000 people, this kind of thought was just a rudimentary form of thought in front of him. In 100,000 years, he has never seen any sword school, and the second day is just a weak sword school, this black shadow ronin does not know it, and he is still arrogant in front of him.

The aura mobilization method demonstrated by Qin Munan is superficially first-class in the second day, but in essence, it has been freed from the shackles of the first-class thought in the second day to form a new thought, reaching the first-class in ten thousand days.

All things are heavens, and all heavens are first-class.

No one could understand, and Qin Munan didn't bother to explain.

"Qin Munan, how can you comprehend the first-class in two days?" Qin Jiajie wiped the blood from his mouth, and the appearance of the Black Shadow Ronin gave him a little more confidence.

"You're Mr. Yasuo Miyamoto?"

After the Black Shadow Ronin appeared, noticing his dress, the words Yasuo Miyamoto popped up in Chen Zonglong's mind.

These four words, he had heard his master mention, today's three sword streams, in addition to Hosokawa Jiro of the Hosokawa family, there is only Miyamoto Yasuo. Moreover, Yasuo Miyamoto has a high attainment, and he has already glimpsed the threshold of the Xuanyuan Realm Grandmaster.

Half a foot has already reached into the realm of Grandmaster Xuanyuan, and almost no one in Kyoto can match it.

Yasuo Miyamoto glanced at Chen Zonglong, but he didn't expect that someone could judge his identity after not stepping into China for more than ten years.

He didn't care about Chen Zonglong's words, he didn't bother to talk to a humble Huaxia man, his eyes were fixed on Qin Munan, the man who brought him a trace of coercion.

How many years since he stepped into the Grandmaster, he hasn't felt coercion from others?

The knife in his hand, how many years has he not devoured blood?

It was too long for him to remember.

"That's right, he's my senior brother, Yasuo Miyamoto. Qin Jiajie answered Chen Zonglong's question.

"Senior brother, Qin Jiajie, have you entered the Three Daoliu Sect?" Chen Zonglong was surprised, as far as he knew, the Sandaoliu had rarely recruited disciples in recent decades.

Chen Zonglong didn't directly answer Chen Chong's words, his face showed a hint of ruthlessness, and said, "Do you regret it now, because Qin Munan provoked me and provoked the only Huaxia disciple of the Three Dao Stream?"

Chen Zonglong stumbled and slowly sat on the ground.

The Nanling Chen family, what is the autumn, just provoked the Qin family, and now it is a behemoth.

He understood Qin Munan's intentions, Qin Munan asked him to repair Qin Jiajie, but he actually dug a big hole for him. He had to jump over the big pit. Once he jumped in, the Nanling Chen family could only let him Qin Mu Nan handle it.

The only way out for the Nanling Chen family to survive is to beg him Qin Munan.

Blatant conspiracy, such a deep scheming!

"Qin Munan, do you regret provoking me now?"

"What do I think?" Qin Munan asked indifferently, revealing a deep disdain. Now, there is really nothing that can make him regret it. After 100,000 years of experience, when he returned to this world, there were basically no people who could play with him.

"Senior brother, you let him taste what it means to be truly first-class in the second day. Qin Munan's calmness and calmness made Qin Jiajie's heart angry. He didn't know that the one standing in front of him was also a grandmaster.

Yasuo Miyamoto pulled out the knife, lightning and flint, so fast that he couldn't see a shadow, and then slowly raised it and pointed at Qin Munan.

He hadn't been bloodstained for decades, and Taidao was already hungry and thirsty.

"Take out your weapons and let's fight with dignity, I know you're also a grandmaster. Yasuo Miyamoto's voice was like a bell.

Qin Munan didn't take Yasuo Miyamoto seriously, but when he fought with dignity and took out your weapon, these words came out of Yasuo Miyamoto's mouth, and he finally looked at him squarely.

"Rush to you, I'll spare your life later. Qin Munan said lightly.

Anyone who dared to say this in front of Yasuo Miyamoto was dead. Qin Munan will not be an exception. Qin Jiajie looked at Qin Munan steadily.

This kind of talk, if ordinary people listen to it, they will be more or less angry, but here in Miyamoto Yasuo, there is not even a ripple.

He moved and waved the knife step by step, gathering momentum, not hurrying or slowing, like a child, copying calligraphy stroke by stroke.

The speed seems to be very slow, but it is actually super fast, as soon as he breathes, he finishes it, and then, throws the knife, straight to Qin Munan's heart.

This is a long-handled sword that has been infused with the inner qi of the grandmaster.

At the same time, at the same time as he threw it, he pulled out the short-handled knife at the speed of light, followed by the long-handled knife, and slashed over.

The two knives of length and shortness produce harmony and sound for each other's offense and defense.

Qin Mu Nan glanced at it lightly, his hands moved at the same time, and the aura appeared between his hands again, and the two aura were entangled, directly facing the long-handled Taidao.

Bell, after a light crisp sound, Yasuo Miyamoto's long-handled knife was bent and shattered directly.

The other short-handled knife was forcibly caught by Qin Munan's fingers.

"This?" Before he finished speaking, Yasuo Miyamoto only felt that the short-handled knife in his hand was out of his hand, and then it spread and stabbed into his lower flank.

A piece of blood.

Takeo Miyamoto was unsteady on his feet and fell to one knee in despair.

Qin Jiajie, who saw this scene, was so shocked that he didn't even think about it, and jumped directly from the ninety-fifth floor of the Wangjiang Hotel.

Cold-blooded, ruthless and knowingly chose to escape.

Coldly glancing at the people who looked down on him before, Qin Munan turned around and said to Wei Wanqing, Song Celadon and Qin Su'er.

"Let's go back. ”

"Wait!" Yasuo Miyamoto suddenly stopped Qin Munan, his eyes full of doubt.

"You also used the second day first-class just now?" asked Qin Munan from Yasuo Miyamoto.

Qin Munan nodded and said, "Sort of, I just used it for internal qi mobilization and made some changes." Your two days are first-class, but they are in vain. ”

In today's world, there is no one who dares to say that Yasuo Miyamoto's two-day first-class is only in vain.

Prior to this, Yasuo Miyamoto also thought that no one in the world was better than anyone in the world in comprehending the first-class of the two heavens.

"Do you take apprentices?"

"No, but my Qin family lacks a gatekeeper. ”

Accepting a grandmaster as a doorman, this is something that only Qin Munan dares to think.