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On the ground below the ring, Sojiro Seta struggled like a dying wild dog.

No matter how hard he tried, it was difficult for him to stand up for a while.

If Lin Yu pursued at this time, he would be dead and would have no power to fight back.

However, Lin Yu did not.

It's not that Lin Yu is kind and kind, and he wants to let him go.

Rather, it is an outright contempt.

Ants, after all, can only be ants.

How about giving you a little buffer time?

In the end, it was inevitable to step on the death.

Sojiro Seda's originally bright eyes were covered with a layer of despair.

Lin Yu's punch just now was powerful and powerful, and it shook his internal organs.

The power of a punch made Sojiro Seta completely recognize the reality.

He desperately tried to get back on his feet, go to the ring, and slash this damned Shina man under the sword, and achieve the name of invincibility.

But helplessly, the gap in strength between the two is like a chasm, which is difficult to overcome.

If he wants to turn defeat into victory, there is only one chance in front of him.

Thinking of this, Sojiro Seta touched the miniature syringe in his arms.

A frenzied determination flashed in his eyes, and he grabbed the syringe in his hand.

Under the cover of the wide sleeves, he stabbed the syringe into his neck with his hand, and his thumb was slammed down, and the potion was quickly injected into his body.

"Ho ......"

Heavy breathing sounded, and Sojiro Seta trembled, his face almost oozing blood.

His facial features were distorted, the corners of his mouth twitched, the surface of his skin was unusually red, his muscles were bulging, and a tyrannical and bloodthirsty aura gradually rose.

"Ahh

Suddenly, Sojiro Seta jumped up from the ground as if he had gone crazy, tearing at the white clothes on his body with both hands.

His upper body appeared in front of everyone's eyes, his muscles were like steel, and the green tendons under his skin were blooming, dense, like earthworms, extremely terrifying.

He swept away the previous malaise, like an enraged lion, his pupils were covered with a layer of blood, his eyes were red, and his momentum soared.

At this time, Sojiro Seta instantly transformed, and his blood-colored skin contained terrifying power, like a volcano about to erupt, and the tyranny was wanton in his heart.

Looking at Sojiro Seda, who stood up again, the eyes of all the island people at the scene regained a look of hope.

I don't know who started to hum, and the familiar melody sounded in their ears.

An island song sounds.

This is the "March of Warships" of the island nation.

Under the ring, in the camp of the island nation, everyone regardless of gender stood up straight, holding hands, looking solemn, and humming in unison.

The sound went from weak to loud, infecting every island person.

Generous and sad, desolate and despairing.

The murderous aura echoed, and the tragic emotions almost condensed the air.

At this moment, the islanders at the scene formed a whole.

Under Lin Yu's irresistible oppression, the martial arts spirit of the Yamato nation is brewing and waiting to erupt.

Sojiro Seda's spirit and momentum are connected with the islanders humming behind him.

Like an invisible force, blessed on him.

The grief, indignant and resolute killing intent emerged from his eyes without omission.

Like the sky falling, like a tsunami, surging towards Lin Yu in the ring.

In a trance, Lin Yu felt countless eyes full of outright hostility.

The hatred in each gaze was so strong that it seemed to burn the air.

One person, against a group, the soul of a nation's martial arts.

At this time, Lin Yu was like being in a hell.

Endless evil spirits surrounded him, and he couldn't help but have the illusion of being isolated.

"Haha!"

Lin Yu looked up to the sky and laughed, his voice echoed like thunder, and the lonely figure became more and more unruly.

"Come, come, come, even the ghosts dare to travel during the day! Today, I will use my hands to extinguish the delusion of a small country. ”

The domineering voice resounded in the sky, like a scorching thunder explosion, agitated like a tide, and the blood and qi were long rainbows, reaching Xiaohan.

After a long drink, the ghosts and gods were easy to dispel, and the demons were terrified.

The sound was like thunder, and it actually covered the singing voices of hundreds of island people at the scene.

For a moment, it seemed that the whole world was filled with laughter.

That lonely figure, stepping on the earth, the blue sky above his head.

In the midst of laughter, Sojiro Seda's face distorted, turned into a white light, and rushed to the ring.

Brush!

The waist ** is pulled out, the blade is cold, and the cold light is flashing.

A bright sword that shines brightly.

The sword light is amazing!

Moving forward, there is no advance or retreat.

This knife is miraculous.

It embodies the lifelong efforts of Sojiro Seta and overdraws the potential of life.

The characteristics of the martial arts of the island country are brought into full play, and the knife goes to extremes and is determined to be crazy.

In the ring, the sword aura was pervasive, like snow, shrouding the air.

Before drawing the sword, Sojiro Seta already had the heart of death.

Under the brilliant sword light, there is an obsession that hides the same end.

The surface of his skin was covered with a layer of fine and dense blood beads.

This is caused by burning the little life left and stimulating the essence and blood in the body.

After the strongest blow was delivered.

Whether Lin Yu is alive or dead.

It will be Sojiro Seda's swan song in the world.

Under the strong wind.

Lin Yu stood proudly, his clothes fluttering, and he was indescribably calm and free.

Suddenly, the sword light in the sky and the diffuse blood qi condensed into a point.

Resolute murderous aura, compressed and condensed.

The sword aura was like a terrifying rainbow of lightning, as if even the soul could be frozen.

The edge is directed, and the gods are destroyed and the Buddhas are destroyed.

Under the ring, everyone held their breath.

Such a brilliant and brilliant sword light is only seen in my life.

The eyes of the island people showed irrepressible joy.

Yan Huangren's face was full of worry.

Anyone can see that in the next moment, Lin Yu will definitely die.

However, at this moment, there is no room for it.

In Lin Yu's bright eyes, there was no fear.

Suddenly, he stretched out two fingers and pinched them gently.

He caught the blade!

No one can describe the ingenuity and speed of these two finger clamps.

Even if you slow down the movement tenfold, a hundredfold, you can't see it with the naked eye.

The sword light was like lightning, shining through the sky, but it was bright and extinguished in an instant.

Sojiro Seta held the hilt of the sword with both hands, but he didn't have the strength to move on.

The blood-colored frenzy faded from his eyes.

The eyes were as bright as a cold star, and they lost all their brilliance.

"I lost!"

With the last of his strength, he muttered to himself.

Poof!

Feeble, his knees fell to the ground, his head hanging limply.

Lin Yu's wrist turned, and with a click, the treasure knife was folded into two ends.

Two fingers gripped the tip of the knife and swiped like lightning.

A head flew up and was lifted by Lin Yu in his hand.

"As I said, you give the head of the three moves. ”

Time seems to freeze here, and the islanders under the ring can't believe their eyes.

The pride of the empire, known as a martial arts genius once in a thousand years, was actually beheaded like this.

The islanders at the scene were extremely sad and indignant, and their eyes were full of madness.

The invincible imperial samurai, defeated by the Shina people.

The bloody reality has shattered their illusory great power mentality.

Under the strong stimulus, a commotion brewed in the crowd.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Fragile self-esteem, unable to withstand such a fiasco.

At this moment, the islanders at the scene fell into extreme madness.

In their eyes, there is only Lin Yu in the ring.

Sojiro Seta died, and the Yanhuang genius must also be buried.

This is the obsession in the hearts of the island people.

At this time, Lin Yu looked around expressionlessly, and distorted faces appeared in his eyes.

Suddenly, four islanders dressed as samurai flew out of the crowd.

The sword light reappeared, enveloping the ring.

Lin Yu's eyes condensed slightly, and killing intent emerged.

His fists were like whips, and he met the light of the knife and struck away.

Bang, bang, bang!

There was a muffled sound, and the four island warriors suddenly remained motionless, and their feet seemed to be nailed to the ground.

The eyes are scattered, the seven orifices are popular, and there is no breath at all.

These four people were shocked to death on the spot.

When Lin Yu swung his fist like a whip.

No one noticed that several tiny steel needles were shooting out of the crowd, glowing with a blue glow.

This is one of the most vicious secret weapons of the ninja of the island nation.

It is somewhat similar to the plum blossom needle circulating in the Yanhuang martial arts world.

But the shape is smaller, the shot is more hidden, flying in the air, silent, and unguardable.

This kind of poisonous needle specially equipped by ninjas, made of special alloy materials, kills people without a shadow.

As long as you are proficient in the technique, even the steel plate can also be pierced into a few points, not to mention the human body.

The long-planned assassination operation, the thunder launched!

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