Takeshita Jiansheng was cut in two, the scene was bloody and brutal, directly shocked the group of Japanese around, Zhang Wenqing rode forward with a peerless dust, between the two knives, blood flew sideways, and killed several people in an instant, some samurai and ninjas in the rear were intimidated by his momentum, and many people got out of the way. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhang Wenqing rushed over directly, and when he saw that he was about to break out of the encirclement, his heart suddenly jumped wildly, and a huge sense of crisis arose.

Suddenly looking up, two black figures stood out on the white snow, galloping like two lightning lights.

Faced with the encirclement of hundreds of people before, Zhang Wenqing was not afraid at all, and killed people like hemp while talking and laughing, saying that if he took the head of Takeshita Jiansheng, he would take his head.

But at this moment, looking at these two rushing figures, Zhang Wenqing felt great resistance and threat.

The two of them acted like the wind, both holding a katana with both hands, the blade was upside down, the tip of the knife was upward, and the edge of the knife was obliquely facing Zhang Wenqing's side, under the light of the city, two reflections from the knife directly on Zhang Wenqing's eyes.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, in short, Zhang Wenqing's eyes were instantly narrowed by the light reflected by the sword light, and he couldn't see the figures and looks of the two people clearly.

Zhang Wenqing took a deep breath, and his speed of rushing forward was still not reduced at all, so on this long snow-covered street, three figures went from far to near like three meteors, and finally collided with each other violently.

Jingle !!

The figures staggered, and Zhang Wenqing walked between the two masters. It seems that there is a face-to-face contact, but in fact, the weapons in the hands of the two sides have collided several times.

Blood flew in the void, leaving a scar on the two powerful bushido masters.

On the other hand, Zhang Wenqing did not have any new injuries on his body, but his hands were trembling, and blood appeared in many places on his body, which was a sign that the wound that had been treated and bandaged before was completely split again.

Killing Takeshita Jiansheng's kind of forbearance, Zhang Wenqing looked very relaxed, but the wound was slightly broken.

However, now, although he injured the two ninja masters, he was unable to kill them, not only that, but in the short contact, he fought with those two as many as seven or eight times, and his strength and speed were exerted to the limit, so that his wounds broke open again, posing a huge threat to him.

Without stopping, Zhang Wenqing ignored the two strong men behind him, let alone the injuries on his body, and continued to run forward.

However, on the other side of the street ahead, more black figures appeared, and in groups of two, groups of ninja masters with katanas came towards him.

It's as if this street is a pass in a game, and it is also a pass that Zhang Wenqing has to pass, if he can't beat it, he will only have a dead end.

Zhang Wenqing's mood became extremely heavy, even heavier than when he fought against Iga Chunqiu in the ancient estate of the Iga family, because he knew that the masters and powerhouses in the Japanese martial arts and ninjutsu circles might have already rushed over.

If he was not injured, Zhang Wenqing would not have the slightest fear of such a scene. However, now, he has been seriously injured, even if it is difficult for ordinary people to kill him, but he himself will not be able to fight for a long time, he will be consumed to death, and he will be exhausted to death by these pillar-level masters and powerhouses in the Japanese martial arts world.

It's just that the matter has come to this point, and there is only one war.

Even if he dies in battle, he Zhang Wenqing is destined to become a person who will be recorded in history by the Japanese martial arts world, and he will bring great trauma to the Japanese martial arts world, and set the entire Japanese martial arts world back ten or even twenty years with the power of one person!

Thinking of this, Zhang Wenqing laughed.

Death is indeed terrible for human beings, but for him, who has the blood of battle and pride, dying on the battlefield is not the best and most glorious destination.

As long as the death is vigorous, it is worth it!

The sound of clanging collisions continued to echo in this secluded street, and countless bushido masters and professional ninja killers from Japan's major martial arts schools and dojos appeared here, forming a series of passes, constantly consuming Zhang Wenqing's physical energy and energy, trying to make this madman who provoked the entire Japanese martial arts world completely lie down.

This is a group of real masters and powerhouses, and the weakest ones are all young master-level fierce men like Takeshita Kensheng. These ninjas or samurai are middle-aged or elderly people in their forties and fifties, who have practiced for many years, and their strength base is stronger than those who have risen among the younger generation, and they belong to the true pillars and cornerstones of Japan's major martial arts schools.

It can be said that there is rarely such a situation in the Japanese martial arts world today, and all the mainstays of the various forces are dispatched for the purpose of besieging and killing a martial arts master from China.

The breathing became heavier, and the killing effect was greatly weakened, Zhang Wenqing felt that his killing power was not as good as before, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

What appears now is not cannon fodder, it is a real master and powerhouse, and the individual combat ability of these people is probably comparable to that of SSS-level individual soldiers or even god-level soldiers.

However, Zhang Wenqing's strength also completely shocked the countless Japanese masters on this street, they still have some understanding of their own people's level, in their circle, the people who are now besieging Zhang Wenqing, even the weakest one is a very awesome existence, however, in the face of Zhang Wenqing, who is obviously seriously injured and his combat effectiveness is greatly reduced, these masters who are facing this person are not able to add new injuries to this person.

It seems that, except for those injuries left by Iga Chunqiu on Zhang Wenqing's body, no one from other Japanese masters has left new injuries on Zhang Wenqing's body.

It's horrible!

Looking at the Chinese man who was completely trapped on this street, covered in blood, all the masters of the Japanese martial arts world felt inexplicable awe.

"Poof!!"

The sound of the blade breaking through the flesh sounded, and the double knives in Zhang Wenqing's hands injured the two opponents again, but his forward body shook slightly, obviously a little out of balance.

The next moment, the two Japanese masters who came up from behind had already rushed to the front again.

Zhang Wenqing's vision became a little blurred, and his breathing became heavy again, not only that, but he only felt a feeling of dizziness constantly impacting his spirit, which was the sequelae of excessive blood loss.

Could it be that he died here like this, dying at the hands of these people who may be considered famous masters in Japan, but in his eyes, they are just a group of small characters who are unknown?

Although I have long held the heart of death, I am still a little unwilling.

"I'm coming!"

Just when Zhang Wenqing raised his double knives again, ready to do his best to kill these two people under the knife and earn a few more heads, a voice sounded in his ears.

Hearing this voice, a warm current rose in Zhang Wenqing's heart, but it soon became a little heavier.

Raising his eyes, a figure rushed out from the side of the street, blocking Zhang Wenqing at an astonishing speed.

The two bushido masters who attacked Zhang Wenqing obviously didn't expect to suddenly kill Cheng Jin, facing Zhang Wenqing, even if Zhang Wenqing was seriously injured, they didn't dare to be careless, staring at him with a high degree of concentration, and all four weeks had been completely blocked, and it was impossible for ordinary people to rush in, so when this figure suddenly came out, the two were caught off guard.

"Poof!"

The man's head on the right flew straight out.

"Poof!"

A long knife that flickered directly into the chest of the bushido master.

The surrounding samurai and ninjas were all shocked, roaring angrily, staring at the figure that suddenly appeared in the field, all of them showing a look of horror.

Even if the two bushido masters who were killed were raided, it was not something that ordinary masters could do if they wanted to kill these two people.

However, the two men died, and they were killed so simply that it seemed too late to fight back.