Swords and swords, the line between life and death.

We write about the feelings of men.

At the time of the national crisis, I think that any young person like us who has the ability to contribute to the country will not hesitate to come forward.

At a distance of more than a hundred meters, we stepped proudly on the corpses of the enemy.

Blood stained our shirts, and in the end, countless enemies fell at our feet.

The long passage opens completely and leads to the front.

The headquarters of the ghost market is divided into a peripheral passage and a central hall, and when I get there, I see seven men dressed in Japanese bushido costumes, sitting cross-legged on the ground.

They had pigtails on their heads, clogs on their feet, and each with a katana pinned to their waists, staring at us intently.

"Little Japan, hehe, grandpa's favorite thing in this life is to explode little Japanese chrysanthemums!" Liu Mang wiped the blood from his face and said proudly.

"Further on is Wang Yan's office, presumably the kidnapped rich man is inside!" I said.

"These little Japan, are all masters of the innate realm, Japan is divided into three major schools, clear stream, shadow stream, knife stream, clear stream is mainly poison medicine, shadow stream is famous for assassin assassination, knife stream is the most domineering among them, but also the strongest fighting strength of the school, presumably these seven samurai come from the sword stream!" Qin Sen said, he has a wide range of knowledge and understands the forces in the world.

"Shina, since you know that we are masters of the sword stream from the Great Japanese Empire, then lay down your weapons, and if you surrender now, I can consider sparing you!" said one of the shortest, round-faced samurai.

He looks like a frosted eggplant, only more than one meter and fifty meters tall, sitting cross-legged at the front, but he is the leader of these seven people, and his strength has reached the middle stage of innate status.

"Your height fully shows your Japanese characteristics, it seems that you are purebred Japanese blood, not hybrid!" Liu Mang teased with a hippie smile.

"Presumptuous, you dare to be disrespectful to the three of us, and look for death!" the other six samurai stood up and cursed.

Each of them is taller than the other, and their strength is inversely proportional to their height, and one of them has the weakest breath at two meters tall, ranking last.

I know that there are karate gyms in Japan, and the owner is the most powerful, generally called the chief, and this little man is called Sansei, and is obviously the third ranked master among them.

"Under my sword, there have been countless people who have died, fifteen half-step innate masters, and seven innate masters from the major ancient martial arts families in China, including Wudang, Kongtong and Huashan faction, in my eyes, the Chinese people are a group of unsightly stupid pigs, you three are so young and so self-conscious, it seems that I should teach you a lesson, by the way, your name is Ye Fan, right, I still remember that twenty years ago, on the top of Zhongnan Mountain, our masters from all over the world had a relationship with your father, at that time he was even more self-conscious than you, and finally fell into the cliff and broke his bones, today, do you want to repeat your father's mistakes!"

The little man sneered sharply in his voice.

Hearing this, my fists clenched completely.

What I can't bear the most in this life is the ridicule and abuse of my relatives.

And the little dwarf in front of him is no longer as simple as insulting, it turns out that my father died nine times and was seriously injured, and he also had his share.

"Today, only one of us can get out of here alive, and it's time to repay the debt we owed twenty years ago!"

"Let them understand our Great Japanese Empire, the power of the sword flow, kill, nothing, forgiveness!" the little man sneered disdainfully, and pulled out the katana at his waist.

"Finally, there are a few decent opponents, let's have a good time today!" Qin Sen stepped forward.

Our three brothers looked at each other the same, and in the next second, they suddenly rushed out and fought with the seven great warriors of the sword stream.

Martial arts are not only in China, but also in other countries, but the names are different, and the moves and routines used by the samurai of the Japanese sword stream are also completely different from the masters of Chinese martial arts.

Their strength may not be as strong as ours, but the sword technique is really superb, as if people and knives have become one, and they cherish each other.

Especially the little dwarf known as the three seats, his sword skills are even more ghostly, he is sometimes like a rolling dragon, attacking us to get off the plate, and sometimes like a scurrying mouse, falling from the sky.

The flawless moves, coupled with the movements with afterimages, made us extremely vigilant, and for a while, we fell behind.

The three of us are back to back, facing the enemy in a triangular defensive posture, and the cooperation of the seven of them is also very tacit, not easy to attack, once the fight starts, cooperate with each other, contain our way, it is very difficult.

"They cooperate better than us, it will definitely be us who will suffer if we fight like this, break their formation, I will deal with the dwarf, Brother Ye and Brother Liu will work harder, contain the other six warriors, and when I get rid of the dwarf, I will come to help!" Qin Sen said.

We nodded to ourselves, and that's exactly what we meant.

Qin Sen rushed out, holding a snake spear in his hand, his body was two meters high, and he fell on the head of the little man.

The little man snorted coldly with disdain, raised his knife to resist, and with a piercing sound of gold and iron, the two of them touched and separated, in the wide hall, there were attacks and defenses against each other, electric and flint, with the action of the afterimage, which made people dizzy.

"We can't let Brother Qin steal the limelight, our two brothers have to show some real skills!" Liu Mang smiled slightly, and with a bang, with the flow of true qi in his body, the clothes on his body exploded in response, and the silver-white tiger king's body flashed with a cold glow that made people dare not look at it directly.

I didn't say a word, I tore off my clothes, revealing the ancestral dragon armor on my back.

This kind of anti-heaven treasure is terrifying just to see it, and the six samurai immediately vigilantly distanced themselves from us.

Liu Mang and I flew forward at the same time, and each found three samurai to fight.

Compared to the two of them, my current state is more embarrassing, I used the Xuanyuan Sword to break through the steel gate, which consumed sixty percent of my true qi, and then slowly recovered, and only recovered to fifty percent.

Whether it is the ancestral dragon armor or the Xuanyuan sword, it needs the treasure of true qi support, and the Xuanyuan sword is pinned to my waist and I don't dare to use it easily.

After a short period of vigilance, the three samurai on the opposite side found that my strength was not good, so they did not advance but retreated, and kept attacking me in a triangular encirclement.

The mastery of the mastery, what can be used to deal with the innate master is nothing more than treading the waves for 3,000 lengths and Tiangang Zhen, and the ghost hand mastery is an auxiliary type of exercise based on refining one's own body, and now it seems that there are drawbacks.

My two peerless skills have been used one after another, although the other two are injured, but they are harmless, and my true qi is constantly being consumed, and my face is gradually pale.

They saw the right time, and the two people in front of me fell at the same time, and I pulled out to resist, and a person in the rear suddenly attacked, and the shining blade stabbed me in the back at once.

With a ding, the sound of piercing the eardrum exploded, and I only felt a violent blow in the back, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

The opponent's sword was also broken into two pieces in an instant, and he used ten percent of his strength in this move, if it weren't for the fact that I had the ancestral dragon armor on my body, I am afraid that my life would have been handed over here.

But the armor is not invincible when worn on the body, at least I suffered some internal injuries, and the true qi in my body produced a chaotic feeling, and the ancestral dragon armor behind me flashed slightly, and then dimmed, my current true qi can't support it for long.

"Brother Fan!" Liu Mang shouted and looked at me with concern.

He was also inextricably beaten on his side, but he had the upper hand with a lot of killer skills, and he made a decisive move to knock two of them out and come to me.

"I'm holding you back!" I said.

If there is suffering in your heart, the gentleman is not guilty, but he is guilty, which means that you have treasures in your hands, but you can't play their role, you are guilty.

I now have a deep understanding of this sentence, whether it is the Ancestral Dragon Armor or the Xuanyuan Sword, they are rare divine objects in the world, but now my strength is too weak, I can't exert their power at all, but I will form a burden on myself.

I sat cross-legged on the ground, desperately trying to stabilize my chaotic qi and blood.

Although two of the six warriors were injured, the state of the remaining four people was not affected much, and seeing that I was no longer good, the four of them joined forces and surrounded Liu Mang.