If Qin Feng is a swordsman, his first reaction after losing his sword is not to fight the enemy, but to choose to flee as soon as possible, after all, as a swordsman, losing his weapon is equivalent to breaking an arm, and his combat effectiveness is invisibly greatly reduced, even if the weapon he loses is regarded as life, but at this time, it is still important to save his life.

However, Matsumoto Hirata didn't seem to be so conscious at the moment, when his Tianyun Cong Sword fell into Qin Feng's hands, he knew that the other party's strength was strong, but he chose not to escape, but to take back his private room from such a strong enemy.

The so-called spirit of bushido is a belief that borders on blindness, and although such a belief can indeed increase people's combat effectiveness and not be afraid of death at some times, it has become a kind of fetters for some people.

This is also the reason why Japanese samurai are defeated at every turn or want to stab themselves in the stomach with a knife, and even the average Japanese samurai still wears a shorter knife with him, which has no combat effectiveness, but it is essential.

Of course, the short knife is not used to kill enemies, but to commit suicide by seppuku at a critical time.

Just imagine, carrying suicide tools with them, such a people is indeed a bit scary to say, but it also invisibly increases their chances of suicide.

Matsumoto Hirata is not like that at the moment, although he also advocates the so-called spirit of bushido, he has no urge to commit suicide at this time, what he wants is to take back his sword, and then kill the young man in front of him who took his things.

Once this sword is really lost, Matsumoto Hirata really doesn't know what to do, it is a sacred relic of their nation, it was the greatest honor for him when the emperor gave it to him, and now it is a great shame to fall into the hands of others, if he escapes at this time, he may not be able to think of stabbing himself to apologize.

Matsumoto Hirata didn't want to die like that, at least he wasn't an ordinary samurai, he was Japan's number one kendo master, and he wanted to fight and kill to regain his lost dignity, so he chose to fight now.

The long knife in Qin Feng's hand waved gently, and there was a sharp sound of breaking the air in the air, I have to say that Japan's sword-casting technique has indeed reached the peak level, and the sword in his hand, or in his opinion, just a long knife is indeed very sharp, at least it does not fall into his own blood feathers.

"Return my sword!" Matsumoto Hirata had already moved, still playing his tricky moves, although there was no sword in his hand, but after all, he was also the eighth master of the god list, and his strength could not be underestimated, and the next moment he slapped his hands towards Qin Feng's face with his palms, and his right wrist was still dripping with blood, and he didn't care at all, and his strong willpower told him that he had to take back his weapon today.

Qin Feng didn't speak, he faced Matsumoto Hirata's arm, he stood still and didn't understand, the long knife in his hand whistled and slashed towards the comer, although he didn't have a blood feather to use it handily, but it was enough to deal with the defenseless Matsumoto Hirata at this moment.

Looking at the oncoming cold mang, Matsumoto Hirata looked solemn, he knew his weapon best, and he didn't dare to face it head-on at this moment, and he could only withdraw his sharp palm, his face was full of unwillingness, the enemy used his weapon against him, for Matsumoto Hirata it was tantamount to the biggest humiliation he had ever received in this life.

"Well, it's very good, it is said that the Tianyun Cong Sword is a spiritual weapon, I don't know how it will react if it drinks the blood of its original master, is it excitement or wailing......" The corners of Qin Feng's mouth hooked a curvature, and his body had already pursued Matsumoto Hirata while he spoke, taking advantage of his illness to kill him, since he had taken the lead at this moment, Qin Feng had nothing to hesitate, thinking that it was the eighth master of the god list that was being killed at this moment, he couldn't help but be excited in his heart, that is, the long knife in his hand had a crisp sound, as if he felt the emotional fluctuations of the owner holding it at the moment.

"Look for death!"

Matsumoto Hirata took a few steps back, although he didn't care about the wound on his wrist, but the instinctive body's protective response to pain still affected his actions more or less, don't book without weapons can not exert all his strength, that is, the current wound will have an impact on such a level of battle, and the person who caused all this is the purple-haired woman just now, thinking of this, Matsumoto Hirata was even more furious, when he killed the person in front of him, he would not kill those two women immediately, he must slowly play to death, so as to unravel the hatred in his heart。

Qin Feng has deceived himself again, although he has never used such a long knife, but the knife weapon is the best of all weapons, and it is quite handy, from top to bottom, a touch of the knife slashed, and the target was really Matsumoto Hirata's forehead.

Matsumoto Hirata was angry, but he had to avoid his edge, and faced the powerful enemy with his bare hands and the powerful weapon in his hand, and he was completely suppressed by Qin Feng for a while.

How could Matsumoto Hirata endure such humiliation, the dignified number one swordsman in Japan, the eighth figure on the god list, this has always been his proud capital, but today he was bullied by a junior like this, and the feeling of humiliation almost made him have the urge to commit suicide on the spot.

Taking advantage of the fall of Qin Feng's long knife, Matsumoto Hirata made another move, there was no weapon in his hand, but he became a knife with one hand, and the side of his body slashed towards Qin Feng's neck.

Qin Feng's eyes froze, and he hurriedly dodged, his neck was only an inch away from the opponent's palm, but he could still feel a tingling pain on his skin, and sighed secretly in his heart, he was worthy of being a kendo master, and his palm wind could reach the level of hurting people, fortunately, he dodged in time, otherwise if he was hit, it would be tantamount to being slashed by this guy.

The heart is a little fixed, and the next moment the long knife in his hand moves like a cloud and a smooth flow of water to continuously take the rhythm of attack, slashing, horizontal stabbing, and upward picking, each move has a majestic momentum, constantly suppressing and Matsumoto's offensive rhythm.

The best defense is to attack, this Qin Feng knows it well, if he just wanted to repel a strong enemy at the beginning, the situation at the moment has changed abruptly, Qin Feng has changed his original intention, since he is sent to the door, it is the enemy, then leave his life.

Feng Mei stood in place from beginning to end, looking at the fight between the young master and Matsumoto Hirata with tangled eyes, even if the other party did not have a weapon, but after all, he was also a super master of the god list, not the strength of the young master could reach it now, his heart was already entangled, and he wanted to go up to help, but thinking of the look in front of the young man just now, his heart was completely panicked, and he stood there at a loss and guessed why the young master was angry, and he was angry with her, he had never encountered such a situation before, this was the first time.

Feng Mei stood there watching the battle between the young master and Matsumoto Hirata but didn't dare to step forward, just because of the young master's look just now.

Kazekage also sensed his sister's emotional abnormality, biting his lip and standing beside him without speaking, his eyes were complicated to look at the two people fighting in the center, and he was even more worried.

The scene was tense for a moment, and the form changed rapidly.

Qin Feng finally realized what it means to be a god list powerhouse, and his heart sank slightly, even if the other party has no weapons now, but this battle is not as easy as he imagined, and even Matsumoto Hirata in front of him has not fallen behind in the slightest since he faced himself with a one-handed knife, such strength is enough to surprise Qin Feng.

Matsumoto Hirata is only the eighth on the god list, and whether it is the old man master of his own family or the lion king, he is a more advanced master, what level of strength should he reach?

Thinking of this, Qin Feng still couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart, it seemed that he was still too proud of himself, he originally thought that the continuous growth of strength had narrowed the gap between himself and those perverted masters, but now it seems that the way to go is still very far.

The freshman relaxed slightly, and suddenly a feeling of danger spread throughout his body, and at some point, Matsumoto Hirata actually turned around Qin Feng's sideways like a ghost, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, and his palm with a sharp palm wind directly crossed Qin Feng's ribs......

There was a screeching sound of clothes tearing, and despite the dodge that Qin Feng had already experienced, he still felt a piercing pain under his ribs spread throughout his body, and he secretly said bad in his heart, and then hit Matsumoto Hirata in his chest, and flew out upside down.

The throat was sweet, and he couldn't help but a wisp of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and he carelessly let Matsumoto Hirata find an opportunity, this palm plus a kick is not so easy to bear even if his body is as strong as Qin Feng.

There was still a pain in the ribs, the clothes were torn, and there was already blood in it, and it was fortunate that it didn't hurt the internal organs after a little movement, but the next kick was also not light, and there was a burning pain in the chest, as if it was about to burst, and then he quickly adjusted his breath and stood up with the tip of the knife in front of him.

The sudden change made the faces of the two women next to them change greatly, and they couldn't care about anything else, and they rushed up in unison for fear that the Japanese would hurt the young master again at this time, which was a situation they didn't want to see if they died.

"Go back!" Qin Feng looked at the two women in a hoarse voice and let out a low sigh, stopping the two women's figures, Matsumoto Hirata's ruthlessness He had clearly realized that even if there was no weapon now, the combination of Wind Shadow and Wind Charm could not be an opponent.

It doesn't matter if Qin Feng is injured a little, after all, his endurance and repair ability are extremely strong, and even if these two women are powerful, they are just ordinary bodies, if they are hit head-on by Matsumoto Hirata, the injury will definitely not be light, just like those two blows just now, if it is placed on them, it will definitely not be as easy as it is now.

Didn't speak anymore for fear of losing his vitality, he tried his best to hold his breath and not let the injuries in his body spread again, and he rushed towards Matsumoto Hirata, but he was lamenting in his heart, when is this, the old man has not come back, is it really like watching your apprentice being beaten to death before he is willing.

Although he thought so in his heart, the movements in his hands did not stagnate in the slightest, it was still a sharp slash, and the hideous smile on the corner of Matsumoto Hirata's mouth became more and more intense, at this moment this young man was already scarred, and it was not as difficult to deal with it as before, and the only thing he was afraid of was the weapon in his hand that originally belonged to him.

The blood at the corners of his mouth was still overflowing, and the only thing he could do was to keep his mouth shut as much as possible, because of the intense exercise, the uncomfortable feeling in his chest was even more intense, but Qin Feng knew that he must not fall down at this moment, otherwise not only himself, but also the two women behind him would suffer.

The face is solemn with coldness, the eyes have turned red because of injury or anger, the eyes are cold and staring at the Japanese in front of them, it is not so easy to kill yourself, cold sweat continues to ooze from the forehead, teeth are clenched, the eyes are becoming more and more fierce, the movements in the hands are constantly accelerating, at this moment the potential of the whole body has completely begun to explode, of course, the price is that in such a battle, the injury in the body just now continues to worsen, and the increasingly thick smell of blood in the mouth can only grit his teeth and close it, even if the repair of the mysterious current, it is a little difficult to keep up with the rhythm now, but fortunately, it is better than nothing, and there is still a starting pointAt least the wound is severe, but it is no longer as painful as it was at the beginning.

The gradually increasing speed made it more and more difficult for Matsumoto Hirata to parry and dodge, and he couldn't figure it out anymore, he obviously seriously injured this guy, and at this moment, under the refight, it seemed to be a rampage, but instead of affecting the play, he left even more, especially the other party's pair of bloodshot red eyes sprinkled with cold light, like a wolf king who chose people to devour in the night, even Matsumoto Hirata couldn't help but suffocate in his heart.

That kind of momentum, that kind of explosive power, Matsumoto Hirata actually felt an emotion called fear, but it was the first time, and he didn't even suspect that this young man, who was already in a rage, would not hesitate to tear his body apart to vent his anger as long as he seized the opportunity.

Such a scene must be changed, Matsumoto Hirata knows that the Lion King is already restraining Feng Feiyang, but as the emperor of the killer, he can't be contained if he wants to, even if the Lion King is powerful, but Feng Feiyang is not weak at all, and more importantly, he is a killer, the emperor among the killers, is not only powerful in killing ability, but also outstanding in escaping ability, and has confidence in the Lion King, but he has to anticipate unexpected situations. The time here has been delayed for so long, and it is completely contrary to the expected quick decision, if the perverted old guy rushes back at this time, he will really be finished.

Thinking of this, Matsumoto Hirata's eyes flashed with a fierce color, and the next moment Qin Feng slashed over without dodging or dodging, he actually stretched out his hand to greet him, and grasped the sharp blade from the side, although a burst of finger-cutting pain made his eyes crack, but he couldn't help it, with a cruel smile on his face, and the other one stretched out to his waist, where there was the short knife he was wearing, that kind of weapon would not have the slightest combat effectiveness in combat, but at critical moments, especially when it was close to him, it could play its role as a fatal blow。

Many scenes can be seen in movies about Japanese samurai duels, and the competition is hot, but the Japanese samurai can instantly pull out the short knife on his waist that seems to be just a decoration or suicide when he is finally close, and then stab the other party to make a perfect counterattack, which is also the characteristic of Japanese martial arts, although it is indeed shameless enough, but the effect is wonderful.

At this moment, Matsumoto Hirata is the same, at the moment when one holds the blade, the other hand has been stretched out to his waist quickly, at this moment Qin Feng either let go of the long knife in his hand and turned around and retreated sharply, and the door is to bear the other party's knife head-on, both situations are tantamount to being unfavorable, if the long knife is taken back, the situation is undoubtedly more dangerous, if you don't let go, the next moment will be even more dead.

Qin Feng obviously realized Matsumoto Hirata's thoughts, not only did he not have any entanglement, but smiled, the distance between the two people facing each other was only more than a foot, the bright smile on Qin Feng's face clearly reflected in Matsumoto Hirata's eyes, he was a little stunned with some doubts, and the next moment his pupils contracted, and a blood mist erupted from the other party's mouth and was facing his face.

The vision blurred in an instant, Matsumoto Hirata instinctively let go of the hand that had been about to be unsheathed and put on the hilt, and stretched out to wipe his face, the slightest carelessness of such a battle sight may be doomed, but he didn't expect that the other party actually had a hidden weapon, and this hidden weapon was his own blood.

The long knife in his hand flipped in his hand, and the next moment a terrible scream pierced the night sky, and a cold light as cold as the moon flashed, and an arm rose to the sky and fell to the ground.

Qin Feng's face was pale for a while, but with a smile, not only would the other party create an opportunity for a sudden blow, but he also knew how to grasp it, holding a long knife in one hand, and the blood feather between the other fingers didn't know when it had appeared, looking at the other party's miserable situation, Qin Feng smiled, even more brilliantly, and then his body fell out, struggled to get up again, and chased after Matsumoto Hirata.

At that moment just now, it was when Matsumoto Hirata wanted to draw a knife to assassinate Qin Feng, and it was also Qin Feng's fatal blow that had been brewing for a long time, using the blood in his mouth as a cover, and the lightning and flint had already used the blood feather to draw a seemingly easy arc on Matsumoto Hirata's right arm, under the sharpness of the blood feather, Matsumoto Hirata broke his arm, and that scream came out because of this.

No matter how strong a person is, he may also suffer such pain, such as the kind of person in the TV series who can cut off a hand and still keep saying a word, it is almost impossible, and even if there is, he is possessed by Yang Guo.

Matsumoto Hirata was not strong enough to that extent, so he screamed, his voice was terrible, and he was also loosened by Qin Feng at the moment when his arm was broken, and he spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and his body flew out upside down, and his body couldn't help spasms, which was the instinctive reaction of the body that was extremely painful.

Qin Feng didn't let go of this opportunity, still the same sentence, taking advantage of his illness to kill him, he had already rushed towards the crippled Matsumoto Hirata with a long knife, and he was bound to take his life, otherwise it was really not a happy thing to have such a person as an enemy, even if the other party had a broken arm and was already a waste, but he had to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

Although Matsumoto Hirata's body was already full of pain, when he saw Qin Feng coming up again, his eyes were frightened, this time he didn't die, because he knew what consequences awaited him in the next moment, he stood up and jumped into the distance, this time he chose to run away.

Although his hand was broken, his legs and feet were still very good, and the speed of escape was not slow at all, and as for the loss of the weapon, he waited until he faced the real threat of death, and then realized that everything was not important......

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