On the other hand, Lin Yu is as rich as jade, calm and relaxed.

Surrounded by a group of enemies, they are all fierce, and everyone is eyeing each other.

In the encirclement.

Lin Yu always had a warm smile on his face.

There is a confidence in the smile that no one can match.

It's as if everything here is under his control.

"Grandpa Li rest assured, it's okay now. ”

Confidence, absolute confidence!

And the arrogance of the sky!

Before the battle, the victory was already won.

After saying that, he walked over to No. 1 and the others.

I didn't see how hard to use, so I reached out and grabbed the rope on No. 1's body and pulled it gently.

Suddenly, the rope broke inch by inch.

The people on the opposite side, standing aside, forgot to intervene to stop them.

The scene just now made them frightened and frightened.

In the first battle of the East China Sea, Lin Yu killed Sojiro Seda, which can be described as famous in all directions.

At this moment, I saw that he was understating, forcing the invincible Tsunoda hero back and rescuing the hostages.

The fear in my heart added to it.

For a while, everyone looked at each other and was silent.

watched Lin Yu and rescued No. 1 and the others.

After getting rid of the shackles, the five people of No. 1 moved their hands and feet, and ten glances locked on the hero of Tsunoda.

Life and death are light, and tasks are heavy.

In any case, the hero of Tsunoda must be captured alive today.

"Protect Grandpa Li, they will leave it to me. ”

An indifferent voice sounded in his ears.

Hearing this, No. 1 and the others were stunned in their hearts, and turned their heads to glance at Lin Yu.

Immediately, they retreated behind them and protected Li Boyang in the middle.

At this time, the man in white, the young master, couldn't hold his breath anymore.

Seeing this, everyone was taken by Lin Yu's might.

If there is no response, I am afraid that morale will be even lowered.

"Mr. Tsunoda, why don't you let me meet Mr. Lin for a while?"

Young Master Xiao smiled reservedly, his tone relaxed.

As a genius, he has a sense of arrogance.

What Yanhuang was only on the first day, he was not convinced.

Everyone else was afraid of Lin Yu, but he was not afraid.

Tsunoda's face was cloudy and he didn't say anything.

Regarding Young Master Xiao's proposal, he secretly scoffed.

Obviously, he wanted to encircle and suppress Lin Yu, and he also put on a posture of a fair duel, which was really unappetizing.

If the Tsunoda hero is a real villain, then the young master is a hypocrite.

Seeing that Tsunoda Hero did not raise any objections, Young Master Xiao arched his hand towards Lin Yu very gracefully.

"Lin Yu, you and I are the same kind of people, if you hadn't killed my good brother and died, maybe we could have become friends. ”

Then, he sighed slightly: "It's a pity that creation makes people, and now it can only be like an enemy......

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a cold snort: "Noise!"

Lin Yu glanced at the other party coldly, and said slowly: "You are also worthy of being compared to me?!"

Dragons do not dwell with snakes.

What kind of thing is this young master, dare to think that he is the same kind of person as Lin Yu?

To be called an opponent by the Black Prison Dragon King is already a great honor.

What's more, he's not even an opponent!

Hearing this, Young Master Xiao's face changed drastically, and his eyes were full of anger.

"Good...... Good...... Good ......"

said three good words in a row, and the hatred in the words was like a tide.

The young master who is famous in Southeast Asia is so despised.

Lin Yu squinted his eyes slightly, and only said lightly: "Don't talk nonsense, you guys are together, I'm in a hurry." ”

In his eyes, these masters are like those who sell their heads.

The young master, who has a high opinion of himself, how can he stand such a provocation.

He was the first to shoot and stepped out.

The arm flickered, and a ray of silver light flashed.

Its speed was like electricity, and it suddenly spread out in mid-air, and the silver threads became a large net.

Lin Yu was lucky, lightly.

Like catkins flying, volleys soar in the air.

The action is dashing.

Floating like a fairy.

missed the blow, and the young master snorted coldly.

The wrist is reversed, and the silver net is closed as soon as it is opened.

turned into a streamer and chased towards Lin Yu.

This is one of the unpopular weapons he is best at.

The silver mesh is extremely thin, like a hair, and unusually tough.

Sticking to the human body, comparable to a sharp blade cutting.

The attack is weird, vicious and vicious, and it is simply impossible to prevent it.

At this moment, Lin Yu's body jumped up, and he had nowhere to borrow his strength in mid-air.

A ray of silver light is coming in a flash.

The silver light diffused, forming a fine web, which swept in.

Seeing it, he was about to be caught in it.

However, Lin Yu just smiled slightly.

Flutter lightly and stretch out two fingers.

Fingertips, hook one end of the silver mesh.

The two fingers trembled at such speed that they formed a cloud of phantom.

In an instant, the silver net retracted and returned to a silver cable.

This scene shocked the young master.

Self-practice of this unique skill, has always been invincible.

Unexpectedly, today it was easily resolved by the other party.

He secretly screamed in his heart, and pressed down with his wrist, wanting to take back the silver rope.

But how could Lin Yu let him get his wish, and flicked it lightly with one arm.

The silver rope flipped and turned into a writhing serpent.

fluttering and meandering, it actually devours its master.

Young Master Xiao suddenly felt a chill in his wrist, and then a sharp pain hit.

Looking down, the palm of his hand had been cut by the silver rope.

Poof......

At the severed wrist, a bloody arrow shot out, spilled on the ground, and seeped into the sand.

With one move, victory or defeat will be known.

Not every genius lives up to his name.

Megatron Southeast Asia, known as the next successor of the leader, the young master.

Unexpectedly, I can't even hold a move.

A neat wound on a broken wrist that hurts on the body.

But, more seriously, the frustration of the heart.

The young master, who was not shocked by the change, disappeared.

His pride, his self-confidence.

At this moment, the ashes are gone.

"One move! One move!"

The young master covered his broken wrist and half-knelt on the beach.

He muttered to himself, and his eyes were full of confusion.

The nightmare shines into reality.

He couldn't accept this result.

At this moment, Tsunoda Hero doesn't care about gloating.

Seeing that, the young master was defeated with one move.

And the fear in his heart was even greater.

"Don't be stunned, let's go up together and kill him!"

Brush!

The samurai of the island country who watched the battle invariably pulled out the sword at their waists.

However, the subordinates brought by the young master were still standing aside.

The orders of the heroes of Tsunoda, they turned a deaf ear.

Young Master's injuries and defeats, they turned a blind eye.

These thirteen people, lined up, did not move.

It's like thirteen humanoid machines, without the slightest emotion.

This is the Shadow, the Thirteen Dead.

They ignore all distractions from the outside world and have only orders in their hearts.

Seeing this, Tsunoda Hero angrily reprimanded: "Young Master, what are you doing?"

The angry rebuke did not wake up the depressed young master.

The genius who was high up was knocked down from the clouds to the abyss by a move.

This gap made him fall into depression and couldn't extricate himself.

"Lack of erection and conspiracy!"

Tsunoda Hero remembered a Yanhuang proverb, and glared hatefully at the half-kneeling young master.

He lowered his heart, gritted his teeth, and pointed the sword in his hand at Lin Yu.

"Kill!"

The only six remaining island warriors roared and launched a decisive charge.

In the face of an invincible enemy, there is only madness and violence in their eyes.

Six knives, in the air, swept through the wisps of shining cold.

Tsunoda Hero stood behind, his clothes fluttering in the sea breeze.

The sword was held high in his hand, but it could not be triggered.

The light of the knife is like a pool of autumn water, green and cold, piercing into the muscles and bones.

Under the siege of the joint efforts of six island warriors, he was sure that Lin Yu would definitely expose his fatal flaws.

At this moment, Tsunoda is like a good hunter, patiently waiting for the right moment to launch a fatal sword.

Raise your sword and raise your eyebrows, with the blade pointing outward.

His body was like a stone statue, and he couldn't move.

The fierce gaze shrouded Lin Yu.

Knife, not moved.

On the blade, the murderous aura forced out became heavier and heavier, condensed like substance.

Static braking, the essence of Dongei kendo.

If you don't send it, you will hit it.

No one can predict when Tsunoda's sword will be cut.

If you don't trigger it, it is the biggest threat to Lin Yu.

He knows very well that when he competes with a master, one move can divide life and death.

The scorching sun hangs high, the sea breeze is bleak, and the heaven and earth are filled with a murderous atmosphere.

Six island warriors, with the madness of dying together, pounced on Lin Yu.

They were willing to sacrifice their lives for the heroes of Tsunoda behind them, in exchange for a chance to kill the enemy.

The paranoia and extremism of the little devil are fully displayed at this moment.

In order to win, they can do whatever it takes to trample on everything.

The raging sword light formed a solid cage.

And Lin Yu was standing in the middle of the cage.

A handle of the knife, from the top of the head.

The momentum of the blade swept across his face.

When the six knives are cut down by the brush.

Lin Yu's body did not move, and he waved his arm.

The silver rope hooked on the tip of the finger came to life in an instant.

Like a dragon, like a snake.

In the fluttering, cruising lightly.

Suddenly, the silver cord spread out and divided into six paths.

Silver filaments as thin as hair, like lightning in the clear sky.

Fast, incredibly fast.

Faster than a sword in the hands of a samurai!

Silver threads snaking through the air wrapped around the samurai's neck.

The unpredictable angle of attack is really like a living poisonous snake, as if it has an autonomous consciousness.

The thin silver wire, wrapped around the neck, tightened abruptly.

Six samurai, maintaining the same sword-wielding pose.

Strangely frozen in place.

On the neck, fine beads of blood oozed out of Qiqi, gathering into a line of blood.