"That person has such a heavy evil aura on his body!"

"He wants to kill us!"

Looking at the young man outside the hotel who was wearing a blue kendo uniform, a pair of clogs on his feet, and a cold and murderous intent, Sakurako's pretty face changed slightly, and she said in a condensed voice.

"Don't worry, I promise he won't be able to get close to you for half a step, you just need to stay here and watch the show in peace. ”

Mu Chen smiled lightly and looked at the young man playfully.

The young man was only about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, but his body was extremely heavy, and his whole body was cold, like an iceberg, giving people a sense of coldness and ruthlessness.

Especially those cold and sharp eyes, like a sword out of the sheath, sharp and full of murderous intent, people dare not look directly.

This is a killer who treats human life like a mustard and kills people like hemp, and his hands are stained with countless blood!

Mu Chen dared to guarantee that this guy would definitely kill at least one person every few days to nurture the murderous aura and killing intent on him and that knife.

And this guy, like Matsushita Yuzuru, is from the Iai Kendo Federation!

It's a one-hit killing technique!

If you don't come out of the knife, you will see blood seal your throat when you come out of the knife, and you won't blink when you kill people!

"It's interesting, I actually want to use killing to prove the Tao, and cultivate the technique of killing with one blow to some kind of realm where you can't live if you don't go crazy!" Mu Chen said with interest.

The young man seemed to have seen Mu Chen, glanced at him lightly, and strode over.

When he passed by Matsushita Yuzuru's side, he paused slightly, and said expressionlessly: "You are already a waste, and you are not qualified to continue living in this world!"

"I should have killed you with one sword, but today someone is destined to die under my sword, so I will spare your life for the time being!

As the words fell, the young man stopped looking at Matsushita Yuzuru and walked away.

Matsushita Yuzuru's heart trembled, looking at his upright and departing back, he breathed a long sigh of relief, only to feel cold sweat all over his body, as if he had walked away from the ghost gate!

Kitagawa Murray, the island country's martial arts world, the youngest half-step sword saint in the young generation, one of the two most powerful candidates for the inheritor of the 'Dream God Stream' of Juhe Kendo, known as the "Kitagawa Killing Knife", is really as terrifying and terrifying as rumored!

Just the wisp of knife intent emanating from his body made him feel like he had fallen into an ice cave, his face pale, and his whole body trembled like a sieve.

"Kitagawa Mori, the dream of God has been passed down to people, and I have seen Your Excellency!"

Outside the hotel gate, Beichuan Moli stopped, looked at Mu Chen in the hotel, and said in a deep voice.

"Dream God Stream, one of the three major schools of contemporary Iai-kendo, I heard that its founding patriarch Nakayama Hirodo, who had been taught by Tosa's Hosokawa Yoshimasa and Morimoto Rabbit Hisashi two famous teachers, cultivated the unparalleled Yingxin flow inside and outside, coupled with their own creation and research, the ancient Iai-kendo has been carried forward, and its one-handed sword drawing technique has reached the peak of the realm, known as 'the knife without a trace, killing without blood', known as one of the three major sword saints of the island country, I don't know how much you inherited his mantle?"

Mu Chen put his hands in his pockets, so he could take a moment's time.

Kitagawa Moli's pupils shrank slightly, and his voice was cold: "It seems that Your Excellency has studied the martial arts of our island country quite deeply, and this trip to the island country is prepared." ”

"Now that I'm here, I have to know a little bit about the situation, at least to know who died under my hands. ”

Mu Chenyun said lightly and leisurely.

"Your Excellency's tone is not small!"

Beichuan Moli's face was indifferent, "I have heard that Your Excellency is very powerful, and he is a basically invincible existence among the younger generation of Huaxia, today I will come to personally understand Your Excellency's strength, and please give advice!"

Kitagawa Murray pressed one hand on the hilt of the knife, and leaned forward slightly, like a tiger about to go out, with an offensive posture ready to attack.

Mu Chen smiled lightly: "I'm afraid that you will die here today! Are you sure?"

Kitagawa Mori's expression was indifferent, without saying a word, and he stepped towards Mu Chen, the speed from slow to fast, and gradually accelerated.

When he was only ten meters away from Mu Chen, he suddenly jumped in the air, and the tiger pounced condescendingly, and at the same time, the thumb of his left hand pressed lightly on the handle of the knife.

Suddenly, everyone around saw a dazzling white light flickering through the air, and it was gone in an instant!

"So fast!"

Everyone looked moved and exclaimed.

That guy was so fast, almost as fast as it could be!

Before they could see what was going on, Beichuan Moli had already flashed in front of Mu Chen from ten meters away, and the sharp blade slashed at Mu Chen's head!

"Die!"

Beichuan Moli's cold eyes condensed, the momentum was like a rainbow, and the killing intent soared into the sky, breaking through the nine skies!

Everyone was shocked and sneered in their hearts!

That rampant and proud Huaxia kid is finally going to die this time, and there is absolutely no escape!

"Mu San!" Sakura couldn't help but exclaim, a heart had already been raised to his throat, that guy was so powerful, could Mu San be his opponent?

However, Mu Chen smiled disapprovingly, and said indifferently: "You think too much, it will only be you who will die!"

The words fell.

I saw a cold flash in his hand, and a graceful arc was drawn in the air.

Boom!

Bite!

A short and rapid jingo symphony flashed and stopped!

Mu Chen stood tall, straight like a javelin, standing still!

Beichuan Moli's figure flickered in mid-air one after another, then passed by Mu Chen, stopped five meters behind him, and stood still in place.

There was a strange atmosphere of dead silence all around.

Everyone looked at them with confusion in their eyes.

What's going on?

Could it be that you won't fight after only one round?

That's too anticlimactic.

They also want to see Kitagawa Moli teach that Chinese kid named Mu Chen a good lesson.

"Your Excellency's strength has reached the extreme, and the name of Mu Invincible is well deserved......! It's not as good as you!!" Kitagawa Mori said in a hoarse voice.

As soon as this statement came out.

The crowd suddenly became noisy as if it had exploded.

"It's just a round of fighting and admitting defeat, it's too useless, it's almost a shame on our Yamato nation!"

"That's it! If you want to fight, you can have a good time, you can only fight to the death, surrender at every turn, and your bushido spirit has been eaten by dogs?"

"No matter what, we must not let people show off their might on the soil of our country!"

Everyone, you reprimanded me word by word.

The corners of Mu Chen's mouth hooked, revealing a sneer.

Beichuan Murri didn't say a word, slowly inserted the knife in his hand back into the scabbard, turned around and walked towards the door.

"Plop!"

He had just taken three steps when his knees bent violently, and he fell to his knees, a red line appeared on his neck, and a stream of blood shot out, turning into dots and falling in the air, like fireworks!

"I, my skills are not as good as others, and I am convinced!" A blood stain oozed from the corner of Kitagawa Mori's mouth, and he whispered indistinctly, his eyes closed, and there was no sound.

The surrounding people were in an uproar, looking at his body in horror!

(End of chapter)