Chapter Two Thousand and Twenty-Six: The Unwillingness of the Samurai

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Watanabe stood aside and suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, and an inch of cold light flashed in his eyes, and his pupils instantly contracted, and he subconsciously dodged to dodge.

It's just that Lin Xuan's bloodstained bayonet slashed through the air with an extremely long white smoke, breaking through the air, and in the blink of an eye, it had rushed in front of Watanabe.

Quick, too fast, Watanabe's heart sank, and his eyes were filled with a touch of grief and indignation. The strength of Lin Xuan's bayonet turned into a sharp blade, cutting through his skin, and before the blood could fall quickly, Lin Xuan's bayonet would stab into his skin and into his throat.

Watanabe gave up resistance and closed his eyes in despair, his Luminous Confusion Realm was so unbearable in Lin Xuan's hands, he was so fragile that he couldn't even dodge a blow!

"Bang dang!"

A crisp metal sound rang out beside Watanabe.

Watanabe opened his eyes in confusion, and as far as he could see, Lin Xuan's stab had been broken into two at this time, and the section of the stab and the knife was smooth and flat, scattered at Watanabe's feet.

And the Qingkoushan group, who was originally sitting cross-legged, was standing beside Watanabe with a majestic face at this time, holding a sword in his hand.

It turned out that it was Mussel-sama who saved him!

"Thank you, sir. ”

The Qingkoushan group snorted coldly, turned his head and glanced at Watanabe lightly: "Useless waste!" Then he slowly turned his gaze to Lin Xuan, his eyes were like a dead sea, and he was as secretive as a deep.

At this time, Lin Xuan had already rushed out of the sword net, and looked at the Qingkou Mountain Group not far away, Lin Xuan's already tattered clothes were even more tattered now, just thinking of a shabby rag with a little blood stained on it.

Although he looked a little embarrassed, Lin Xuan's expression was still indifferent as always.

Just now, the sword aura that permeated Lin Xuan's surroundings seemed to turn into a substance to attack him, and that sword net was tight and unbreakable. Although the realm of the person who casts the sword net is lower than Lin Xuan, but now that the sword net is composed of more than a dozen people, he can only fight desperately.

Lin Xuan's side was full of killing intent and was pierced by Lin Xuan, the remaining sword qi was only an inch away from Lin Xuan, and the domineering qi peak instantly cut several holes in Lin Xuan's clothes, and in the blink of an eye, several blood marks had appeared on Lin Xuan's body.

Lin Xuan felt a serious sense of crisis, although these sword qi were not very powerful, but when they were superimposed, they were a qualitative change! Even if Lin Xuan was hit by all the sword qi, he would only be seriously injured!

And the guy on the other side who was seriously injured was the purpose of the Qingkoushan group!

The black in Lin Xuan's eyes deepened and deepened, and then burst out with a fine light!

Lin Xuan threw the bayonet out in an instant, piercing Watanabe's sword qi with a single sword, and the originally unbreakable sword net was suddenly missing one by one and became incomplete.

And the bayonet stabbed Watanabe, firstly, because Watanabe was the strongest person in the Luminous Confusion Realm in the entire courtyard, and if he killed him with one sword, it would just be less troublesome.

The second is because the Qingkoushan Group is next to him, if the Qingkoushan Group wants to save Watanabe, they will definitely not have the kung fu to pay attention to Lin Xuan, and they will not rush to entangle him and force him back into the sword qi. If the Muyoyama group didn't want to save him, then Watanabe would definitely die, and there was nothing to regret.

And now Lin Xuan was standing on the opposite side of the Qingkoushan Group in a dignified manner, and the Qingkoushan Group was also looking directly at him.

Lin Xuan was opposite the calm and low Qingkoushan group, and he felt that he was very strong. Although Lin Xuan didn't take him lightly, now it seemed that he was stronger than he had imagined before.

"Young man, you are stronger than I thought. The Qingkoushan group, with a smile on his face, said slowly.

Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Each other, you too, are stronger than I imagined." ”

"Young man, don't be too rampant, is it really that there is no one in my Yamaguchi Group?" Qingkou's smile instantly narrowed, his eyes were full of frost, staring at Lin Xuan's indescribable sharpness.

He didn't wait for Lin Xuan to answer, his figure flashed, he skipped the courtyard, and a fierce and domineering Gangfeng rushed in the direction of Lin Xuan!

Lin Xuan's expression froze, his face was very serious, and he quickly urged the internal strength in the dantian, and his hands took on a mysterious posture in the air.

At the moment when Lin Xuan mobilized his internal strength and formed his handprint, the Qingkoushan Group had already rushed over, and a fierce and domineering palm smashed towards Lin Xuan's head.

And Lin Xuan's handprint knotted in the air had not yet had time to complete the handprint, and he felt the palm wind of the Qingkoushan group. Lin Xuan didn't even have time to think, and instantly smashed all the unfinished handprints like the Qingkoushan Group.

Lin Xuan intuitively felt that if one palm was slapped by the Qingkoushan group, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die!

"Boom!"

Lin Xuan's handprint and the palm wind of the Qingkou Mountain Group met in the air, two different forces contended, and only a moment later, Lin Xuan's unfinished handprint broke in the air, and in an instant, the palm wind of the Qingkou Mountain Group blasted towards Lin Xuan!

Lin Xuan's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he suddenly moved his body, and his body narrowed back in a strange posture.

The next moment, with a bang, the place where Lin Xuan was before had now been blasted out of a deep pit more than half a person deep by the palm wind of the Qingkou Mountain Group!

Lin Xuan's face was as indifferent as ever, as always, but he was still a little shocked in his heart! He still looked down at the Qingkou Mountain group opposite.

Lin Xuan's body had just stood firm, and when he felt the arrival of the Qingkou Mountain Group, his body flashed in an instant, and his figure disappeared in place.

The next moment, Lin Xuan's figure was next to the quaint green pine somewhere in the courtyard, in addition to Lin Xuan, there was also a middle-aged man in a samurai uniform standing beside him, looking at Lin Xuan with a shocked expression.

The man in the samurai suit was originally only staring at it from a distance, and the battle between Lord Mussel and Lin Xuan was just for a moment, Lin Xuan's figure disappeared in place inexplicably, and the next moment, he actually appeared beside him, which didn't surprise him.

Lin Xuan looked at the expression of the man in the samurai suit and shook his head lightly in his heart. The next moment, a momentum surged up on Lin Xuan's body, and suddenly engulfed the man beside him, Lin Xuan's hand was like lightning, and he couldn't even leave an afterimage in the air, and instantly pulled out the samurai sword tied to the man in the samurai suit.

The sharp blade instantly slashed through the neck of the man in the samurai suit, and the blood was left so abruptly, the eyes of the man in the samurai suit were wide open, and he stared at Lin Xuan in front of him incredulously, touching the wound on his neck in disbelief, his eyes were full of heavy blood.

The samurai man in the suit couldn't have imagined that he would die so easily and quickly in the hands of a young man, even if he wasn't ready, and he hadn't even looked at the young man's face carefully, he was unwilling!