Chapter 1691: What a Tragic Scene (2 more)

Several female disciples of the Emei faction were talking in whispers. 35xs

And when someone proposed to save the country and ask Tang Xiaobao for advice, their hearts moved, and even, their faces were a little shy and red, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

Fujita Ichiro is now embarrassed, the gun was thrown by him, he is wielding a Japanese knife in his hand, and he is dodging.

A few seconds ago, he watched as the people he brought with him fell one after another.

It was the little golden sword in front of him, as if it had been enchanted, glowing with golden light, flying around, killing people on its own.

The death of each of his subordinates was amazingly consistent, all of them had their necks cut off, and this small sword, extremely sharp, several of them, had their heads cut off.

It's as if the little golden sword is indestructible and can cut off all weapons in the world.

It's horrible.

Fujita Ichiro is well-informed, but he still can't understand all this.

Who has this ability.

This is the legendary sword control technique, a realm that countless swordsmen yearn for but cannot reach.

Yes, for so many years, I have never heard of anyone who can reach such a state.

This technique only appears in legends and in the middle.

How would he know, just like a natural martial arts idiot, and Tang Xiaobao taught him the art of cultivating truth, and after diligent practice, he learned the art of sword control, and the entire martial arts, except for Tang Xiaobao, seems to be able to reach such a realm.

Including the Divine Sword Sect, no one can cultivate such a realm, at least not yet.

Fujita Ichiro has always been arrogant, and he doesn't look down on people like Wenhua at all. 35xs

Therefore, Wenhua brought hundreds of people to take revenge, and he didn't care about it at all.

Therefore, tonight, he only brought more than a dozen people, and he just wanted to teach Wenhua some lessons.

But now, he suddenly realized that he was too careless.

And the result of carelessness is death.

It doesn't matter if you die, but Harada-kun's side, the base, haven't gotten the news yet, if these people touch the base in the middle of the night later, just with this master who shot secretly, they can easily kill Harada-kun.

No one can beat it.

No, you have to go back alive.

Even if you don't want anything, you have to protect Harada-kun to leave safely.

I have to say that he was a good subordinate, and until he died, he still thought about his master.

It's a pity that it's useless, and tonight's ending is already doomed from the moment he decides to come.

He dodged desperately, trying to escape, but it was useless, let alone escaping, just dodging, and he only lasted less than ten seconds.

The little golden sword slashed at him for the third time, and the sword in his hand was cut off again, leaving only the hilt.

Fujita Ichiro's face was full of fear and despair.

But the little golden sword suddenly flew into the air and disappeared.

Not being able to see is actually the most terrifying.

You have no idea where the lethal sword will suddenly come out of the next moment.

Fujita Ichiro didn't dare to slack off, and was about to run away.

His goal is the Jungle.

Once in the dense forest, his ninjutsu can be used to its fullest. 35xs

With a throw of his hand, several ninja smoke jade exploded on the ground, a white smoke, blocking people's vision, and he also launched ninjutsu and quickly escaped towards the dense forest.

But he had only run a few meters before he suddenly fell to the ground.

A small golden sword hovered in the air in front of him, and at this time, he was clutching his throat, staring at the small sword in horror and despair.

Blood spilled out of his hand, because it was too sharp, the wound cut by this small sword was huge, and it couldn't be blocked by his hand at all, and the blood was affected by the pressure, and suddenly it spurted, and red blood rain sprinkled all over the ground.

The whole process only lasted more than ten seconds before it stopped.

The blood on his body is limited, how can he spray for too long.

Fujita Ichiro's pupils slowly dilated, his hands hung down weakly, his eyes were wide open, and he was dead, but his eyes refused to close.

This is the classic blind eye.

Until he died, he didn't see what his opponent looked like, and how could he be blind.

At this time, Wen Hua and the others finally rushed up.

But all they saw was blood and corpses.

Extremely cruel and bloody.

A group of big men couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

The battlefield is too tragic!

Finally, in the darkness, it was as if he walked out with five Emei disciples.

"You, you, you killed everyone?"

Wen Hua's voice trembled.

A female disciple of the Emei faction said with a smile: "These people were all killed by the instructor, and there are five snipers in the woods, who were killed by us." ”

Five snipers!

I saw that there were still a few bazookas at the scene.

Wenhua and his party were speechless.

I almost didn't break down inside.

What kind of woman are you, how can you be so perverted?!

The opponent is so strong, you beautiful girls, just solved it so easily?

It's incredible.

They were a little unconvinced.

But everything in front of you is real.

There is no need to doubt that these people must have been killed by these women in front of them.

However, from the beginning to the end, only a few gunshots were heard, are these people all special fools, don't they know how to resist? Are you not holding guns in your hands, but burning sticks? Why do you let people kill and poke them?

Also, your heads have been cut off, and you don't resist?

The scene was incredibly quiet.

The atmosphere was very eerie.

Seeing that a group of men were shocked, the female disciples of the Emei faction were extremely proud.

Senior Sister stood up and said, "Don't you look down on us women, how are you now?"

Wen Hua and the others were speechless.

What else can you say?

That's tough.

It's much tougher than my own people.

Wanru's expression was still so cold, and he also looked at Wen Hua and said, "You guys deal with it on the spot, let's go back." ”

After saying that, she was the first to float away.

Several female disciples of the Emei sect also left.

But when they left, a group of men were dumbfounded.

It's all light work.

As soon as the body is vertical, it is several meters away, especially as if, as soon as the body is vertical, it is actually ten meters away, and a group of men can see that they are all big with glasses.

It's awesome.

Everyone looked at each other.

"Wenhua, I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"Can they fly?"

"This is martial arts, Chinese martial arts. ”

"I really want to learn martial arts. ”

"I used to think I was good enough, but now compared to this group of women, I suddenly feel weak. ”

"Hey, you think that just because you feel like this, we are the same, too strong. ”

"Not human!"

Wen Hua spat out a sentence fiercely.

He took a breath and ordered: "Go to a few people to the woods over there, two people drive back, pull the things directly to the hotel, and the rest of the people, dispose of these corpses." ”

But at this moment, a white shadow flashed, as if it had gone and returned, as if it had suddenly appeared out of the air, and everyone was frightened to retreat again and again.

It's like holding a small porcelain ** in his hand and throwing it to Wenhua.

(End of chapter)