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Ouyang Zhiyuan said: "Who are you? What are you asking me to do here? What kind of man are you doing to a woman?"

The middle-aged man in the samurai uniform of the island country slowly turned his face.

This is the face of a middle-aged man who is nearly fifty years old, and his face is like a bitter melon, slightly distorted, with hideousness, as if all the people in the world have enmity against him. His eyes were full of murderous intent and cunning.

His hands were extremely calm holding a war knife full of monuments, staring at Ouyang Zhiyuan with both eyes, and said: "Ouyang Zhiyuan, you have made me wait for a long time! You can rest assured, as an island warrior, I will not kill innocent people, let alone a woman, she was just knocked out by me!"

Ouyang Zhiyuan sneered: "You still say that you don't want to do it to women? How many innocent people did you kill and rape and adulterate women back then? Now, you have kidnapped a woman who is powerless. Hmph, it's so despicable and shameless!"

The man said gloomily: "Don't talk nonsense, Ouyang Zhiyuan, you should know Yae Yixiu, right?"

Ouyang Zhiyuan sneered: "Eightfold Yixiu, I don't know each other, but there are too many island people who were defeated under my Ouyang Zhiyuan's hands to be counted." I remember, there was a man named Yae Ichikyu, and I cut off his sword and scrapped one of his arms, so I guess I will be a waste in my life. Why, is he your son? hahaha......"

Ouyang Zhiyuan knew that this person was a master, and he was deliberately provoking this island country.

"Hmph, he is my student, my name is Beigong Yiyi, I want to avenge my student, let's fight to the death today!"

"Beigong family!"

Ouyang Zhiyuan's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, Beigong Liu's knife technique was weird and extreme, the knife was too fast, it was impossible to guard against, this person was a powerful foot.

Ouyang Zhiyuan sneered: "Joke, you still have to fight me to the death like this?" Since Ouyang Zhiyuan's debut, there have been a lot of island people who have been killed, but there has never been a person from that island country who can go to ten moves under me, and your students have not yet reached three moves, I don't think your master is much stronger!" Ouyang Zhiyuan was stimulating Beigong Yiyi, he knew that Beigong Yiyi was eager for revenge, and he would definitely be angry, so that he would show his flaws and let himself win with one blow!

Beigong Yiyi said: "Then don't talk nonsense, let's see the real chapter under our hands!Show your blade!" After speaking, Beigong Yiyi showed his treasure knife full of ancient monuments.

He raised the treasure knife and said gloomily: "This knife is called Onimaru Guogang, a famous knife made by the smelter Guogang who has been fasting for three years. Legend has it that the first general, Tokimasa Hojo, used this sword to cut off the head of the ghost in a dream and got the name "Onimaru", which became the heirloom of the Hojo family. After the destruction of the Hojo family, it was owned by the Nitta Yoshisada and the Ashikaga Shogun family, Oda Nobunaga, Toyotomi Hideyoshi and other people in power at the time, and was regarded by them as the world's famous sword, and was collected by the Emperor in the Meiji era, and later His Majesty the Emperor rewarded me! You will be the hundredth ghost who died under this sword!"

Beigong Yiyi's hands were very steady, and he pulled out his war knife with a fierce force.

A cold light flashed, illuminating the whole night, and suddenly the cold was pressing, and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply.

"Good knives!"

Beigong Yiyi's body instantly fused with his sword, the knife is him, he is the knife. Man and knife in one.

Ouyang Zhiyuan couldn't help but shrink his pupils, and without saying a word, with a cold snort, Ouyang Zhiyuan rushed towards the North Palace with five element steps. With one punch, he slammed into Beigong's front door.

Ouyang Zhiyuan wanted to make a quick decision and take the Beigong book in one fell swoop, so as to save Huang Xia. So far, I haven't seen Huang Xia yet, and there must be other killers around.

Shoot the man first and shoot the horse first, and capture the king first. Kill Beigong first, and Huang Xia will be saved.

Ouyang Zhiyuan's five element steps were as fast as lightning, and he rushed to the front of Beigong Yiyi in one step, and his huge fist let out a sharp strange roar, tearing the surrounding air and smashing into Beigong Yiyi's faces.

Beigong sneered, the blade flashed, and a monstrous cold sword light, like a surging tide, frantically rolled towards Ouyang Zhiyuan's wrist.

This knife was extremely fierce, fast and vicious, as fast as lightning, and the knife flashed, and the creepy blade instantly rolled into Ouyang Zhiyuan's wrist. Beigong wanted to cut off Ouyang Zhiyuan's palm with a single sword.

Ouyang Zhiyuan snorted coldly, flipped his wrist, turned his fist into a palm, and slapped the back of Beigong's knife with one palm.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the back of Beigong Yiyi's knife was slapped right by Ouyang Zhiyuan.

Beigong Ichichi only felt that the knife in his hand was as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and his palm was numb and sore, and he could barely hold the Onimaru battle knife in his hand.

His face changed, he let out a strange scream, and his palm was strong, holding the war knife desperately. But his strength had not yet been fully exerted, and he suddenly felt one after another fierce and violent power from the knife, wave after wave, like the tide of Qiantang, frantically impacting his arm.

"Multiple energy!"

Beigong couldn't help but be taken aback, and his face changed drastically. He didn't expect that the young Ouyang Zhiyuan would be proficient in the multiple internal strengths of Huaxia Kingdom, which shocked him.

Ouyang Zhiyuan applied an important combat strategy, that is, to kill chickens, he must use a knife to defeat the enemy's sharpness with one blow.

Ouyang Zhiyuan's palm, he secretly used all his strength, he did not use Yangguan three stacks, but used Hu Ji eighteen beats. The strength of the eighteen Qiantang tides slammed into his treasure knife as violently as a mountain.

Beigong Yiyi wants to hold his war knife again, it is more difficult than ascending to the sky.

"Bang ......"

There was a burst of sound, like thunder. The war knife in Beigong's hand was blown to pieces by Ouyang Zhiyuan's powerful Hu Ji Eighteen Beats.

The sharp shards of the sword, like a raging storm, tore through the air, emitting a heart-piercing roar, shooting towards Beigong Yiyi.

Beigong Yiyi came up with a light enemy, and in addition, he was too confident in his own treasure knife, and Ouyang Zhiyuan took a strong move to kill with one blow, and Beigong Yiyi suffered a big loss.

His war knife was smashed by Ouyang Zhiyuan's powerful Hu Ji eighteen beats, and the sharp war knife fragments exploded like raindrops to Beigong Yiyi.

Beigong Yiyi never dreamed that his invincible war knife would be smashed by Ouyang Zhiyuan's palm, and the fragments after being shattered were shot backwards into his face, chest, and throat.

Beigong screamed strangely, and his figure turned into a ray of lightning, and he retreated rapidly.

Ouyang Zhiyuan snorted coldly, the five elements step and the shadow body technique were exerted to the extreme, and one palm slashed at the heart of Beigong Yi.

He wanted to hit Beigong with one palm.

Ouyang Zhiyuan's palm is bound to win.

Beigong screamed, an iron plate bridge, and more than a dozen swords of war knives flew past the door in front of him. He felt a chill in his head, and a fragment of a war knife opened a blood groove on his head, and dirty blood flowed out at once.

Beigong Yiyi is a first-class master after all, and he escaped the fatal place in a hurry.

Almost at the same time, Ouyang Zhiyuan's huge palm slashed.

Ouyang Zhiyuan's palm, like a 10,000-pound machete, slashed into Beigong Yiyi's chest.

But Beigong Yiyi did not shy away from it, he smiled and flipped his palm, and the colorful light flashed, and there was an extra colorful puppet with red jacket and green pants on each of his palms.

The eyes of the two strange puppets opened, revealing a strong murderous aura that captured people's hearts, and their short ten fingers danced wildly, making people dazzled.

"Hisss ...... Hiss hiss ......!"

Twenty fishy-smelling cold rays, with colorful red silk threads, emitted a hissing strange sound, and burst into Ouyang Zhiyuan's face, eyes, throat, and heart like a raging storm.

Colorful puppets!

Ouyang Zhiyuan killed a killer the day before yesterday and seized a puppet in colorful clothes. That puppet in colorful clothes is a secret weapon that can spray poisonous needles in its mouth, which is extremely powerful. Now, Beigong Yiyi's war knife was smashed by Ouyang Zhiyuan's palm, and this guy actually released two puppets in colorful clothes to carry out a sneak attack. And the ten fingers of these two colorful puppets can actually release poisonous needles with silk threads.

Due to the proximity, Ouyang Zhiyuan had no way to dodge these strange poisonous needles.

His feet slammed into Beigong Yiyi's stomach, and his body shot back backwards like lightning. But it's still a step slower. Ouyang Zhiyuan only felt a numbness in his shoulders, and a highly poisonous cold light penetrated Ouyang Zhiyuan's shoulders with silk threads.

"Bang!"

Beigong Yiyi was kicked out five meters away by Ouyang Zhiyuan.

"Click!" A cracking sound of bones came from Beigong Yiyi's body, and his ribs were broken by Ouyang Zhiyuan's kick.

Beigong rolled one by one, bouncing off the ground like lightning.

"Poof!" this guy spurted out a mouthful of blood, plus the blood groove on his forehead, and his whole face was covered with dirt and blood, and he was as hideous as a demon.

"Haha, Ouyang Zhiyuan, you were poisoned, today, you are dead. Beigong Yiyi laughed and howled.

Ouyang Zhiyuan stumbled and almost fell, he felt his shoulders become numb, and he quickly clicked a few acupoints on his shoulders to prevent the toxin from spreading to his heart.

"Hehe, this is the spirit of bushido in your island country? sinister and despicable villain, what else will you do except sneak attack?"

Ouyang Zhiyuan stared at Beigong Yiyi.

Beigong laughed and said: "Ouyang Zhiyuan, you can't escape today, you accept your fate, no matter how hard your mouth is, you can't escape the fate of dying in my hands today, hahaha." ”

After Beigong finished speaking, he roared and rushed towards Ouyang Zhiyuan, he danced with both hands, controlling the weird puppets on his two hands, and countless poisonous needles emitted a sharp roar that broke through the air, overwhelming the sky and stabbing towards Ouyang Zhiyuan densely.

Ouyang Zhiyuan's footsteps floated, he snorted coldly, and with a flip of his palm, the soft sword water god that captured the mountains and fields was now in his hand. He made a move to night rain in all directions and slashed sharply.

"Dingding......

There was a bang, sparks splashed everywhere, and all the poisonous needles with threads were blocked by Ouyang Zhiyuan's sword, but his movements were obviously slow. The numbness in Ouyang Zhiyuan's shoulders became worse and worse.

"Haha, Ouyang Zhiyuan, I see how long you can hold on, no one can solve the poison you have. Hehe, if you kneel in front of me and kowtow and admit your mistake, Lord Ben will promise you a whole corpse, and accept your life. ”