Master Honda fell to the ground like a fallen leaf, and his body was not chic, but the moon-white samurai suit on his body was almost a strip of clothing, with cuts and holes.

Then, Durant was even more miserable, only to see that there were shocking blood marks on his chest and arms.

"Master Honda, he is not your opponent, quickly take the Cong Yun Tooth in his hand!" Beichen was overjoyed.

Master Honda's face is pale, this is what you have to say, the key is that this Westerner mother/egg actually wants to fight for his life, ignoring his own attacks at all, and stabbing himself in the chest, if he doesn't care about it, even if he kills the other party, but he will definitely end up with a serious injury, if he is unlucky, or a lifelong disability, wouldn't it be a big loss.

However, Master Honda also knew that it would not be possible to delay it any longer, and soon the people in the castle would follow the sound, stomp on the ground, and shoot at Durant, the katana in his hand "Boom", and within a second, 5 sword lights were slashed, and they attacked Durant from different angles.

Durant hurriedly picked up the cross sword to resist, but his speed was not as fast as the Honda master after all, and his left arm was slashed with a deep scar, and his body couldn't help but shake slightly.

The Honda master looked overjoyed, and with a good opportunity, he accelerated towards Durant, and the katana slashed through the space of 3 meters and took Durant's arm directly.

Durant was unable to follow the rapid pace of the Honda master because of the severe pain, and could only watch as the katana slashed down his left arm.

Durant roared, and the cross sword stabbed towards the Honda master, but the Honda master showed a smug smile, and the blade reversed, cutting through a semi-circular arc, straight to Durant's chest.

It turned out that his target was not Durant's left arm, but Durant's chest, just waiting for Durant's cross sword to strike, unable to defend back.

"Bell!"

The katana hadn't slashed yet, and a ray of pale cyan energy shot out from some corner. The power contained above stirred up the katana, and the Honda master almost took off the katana, and his body couldn't help but stagnate.

"Whew!"

With such a twist, Durant captured the flaws of the Honda master. The cross sword stabbed out at an accelerated pace, stabbing Master Honda's shoulder, blood suddenly flowed out, and the power contained in the tip of the sword directly exploded his shoulder, blurring the flesh and blood, hurting the bones.

"Whoa!"

The Honda master was repelled by this force. His body fell backwards, and he knelt on one knee, his left arm hanging unnaturally, weak, blood gushing out, and his chest was even more red.

"Who? Get out! Master Honda roared angrily and shouted in the direction where Jiang Tian was hiding.

Jiang Tian jumped and landed steadily ten meters away, and Beichen exclaimed, "Jiang Tian." It's you? ”

Master Honda glared at Jiang Tian, "Baga, despicable sneak attacker, despicable Chinese!" This sentence is very slippery in Chinese, and his face looks extremely vicious because of the severe pain.

Jiang Tian was silent, came to Bill's corpse, kicked Bill over, and found a suitcase on the ground. Directly tore the suitcase, took out the crown in it, smiled knowingly, and then under the incredible eyes of everyone. Directly bring the crown into Wonderland.

Then, Jiang Tiancai said to Durant: "Hello, Mr. Durant, we met before, Kester Hotel!" ”

"Thank you, respected powerhouse of the East!" Durant made a knightly salute to Jiang Tian.

Jiang Tian grinned: "The enemy of the enemy is the friend. I think we're friends now! ”

Durant is not a fool, his eyes rolled, and he nodded: "The Holy See will remember your friendship, and my lord will bless you!" So, help me deal with these two shameless bandits! ”

Jiang Tian nodded: "I know their identity, they are Japanese samurai, a group of shameless and shameless people!" ”

Beichen vomited blood with a knife, the samurai with the spirit of bushido turned shameless in Jiang Tian's mouth, it will really reverse black and white, you, the person who sneaked up behind the back, are the shameless spokesperson.

It was not that Beichen Yidao, a person with broken English, suddenly heard better, but Jiang Tian not only said it in English, but also repeated it in Chinese.

Durant nodded heavily: "It turns out that they are Japanese, shameless Japanese samurai, and they will bear the thunderous wrath of the Holy See!" ”

Jiang Tian laughed, his goal was achieved.

"Baga, shameless Chinese!" Master Honda roared angrily, the katana in his hand was unfurled, and the fierce sword aura burst out, shooting towards Jiang Tian.

Jiang Tian nodded when he saw it, this old Japanese man's strength is very strong, and he has reached the realm of a first-class master.

The two wind blades instantly burst silently, and the pale cyan energy shot out in a fan-shape, not only defeating the sword qi that came from the attack, but also castrating, and continued to shoot towards the Honda master, and the air made a "pop" popping sound.

Master Honda's face changed slightly, and the katana in his hand hurriedly slashed out, and with a "bell", he took two steps back, which affected the injury on his left shoulder, and his face turned pale in pain.

Beichen's face changed drastically, and his own side, which originally had the advantage, fell below because of Jiang Tian's participation, and the main Honda master was injured as a result, so it can be said that their situation is very dangerous now.

Beichen came to Master Honda's side quietly and said in a low voice, "Master Honda, what should we do now?" ”

Master Honda glared at Jiang Tian angrily, "There are no samurai in the Beichen Sword Sect who are afraid of death, today, there is only a battle to the death, and the majesty of the Beichen Sword Sect cannot be lost!" ”

Beichen listened to the slight change in color after hearing it, I am only less than 30 years old, the prosperity of the world has not been exhausted, wouldn't it be a loss to die here. You've lived enough for this old man, anyway, you won't be able to do it in a few years, and if you die, you'll die, but don't pull me!

"Master Honda, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood!" Although he scolded Master Honda to death in his heart, Beichen Yidao still didn't dare to go against his will openly, after all, Master Honda was a senior elder of the Beichen Sword Sect, and he was in a high position.

Master Honda angrily reprimanded: "Yaga, Beichen Yidao, where is your samurai dignity!" ”

"Hey!" Beichen was taught a lesson and hurriedly bowed his head, not daring to refute, but he was sneering in his heart, damn old man, don't pull me on the back of the young and promising me if you want to die, I am the great sect of the Beichen Sword Sect in the future!

It's not the first time that Beichen Yidao, who has a criminal record, has done this kind of thing, and the last time Elder Aoki, one of the nine elders of the Japanese Sword Sect Alliance, died under the pit of this benevolent brother.

"Bang bang bang!"

Suddenly, messy footsteps sounded, as well as gunshots, a row of more than a dozen soldiers holding AK-74s suddenly appeared between the dense forest mountain roads, Jiang Tian's face changed slightly, and he shouted bad luck, it turned out to be a soldier from Mora Island, Wusha's subordinates.

Beichen's knife showed ecstasy, such as amnesty, the joy of the rest of his life, looking at the row of soldiers, as if he had found an organization.

"Lay down your arms and raise your hands!" The rows of soldiers shouted one after another, and the pitch-black muzzles were pointed at the four people, all of them looking nervous, because the scene here was really tragic, and at least thirty corpses had fallen on the mountain road.

Durant's 12 knight attendants, as well as Bill's twenty or thirty people, said that Beichen suffered the least loss with one sword, and a Toyota Daizo died.

The four people present were all martial arts masters, and even if the dozen soldiers were holding guns, they did not have much deterrent, but the four of them still put away their weapons and let the dozen soldiers escort them towards the castle.

In the hall of the castle, Jiang Tian saw Wusha again, only to see him sitting on the main seat, expressionless, full of solemnity, a pair of eyes full of wisdom and profoundness, after the vicissitudes of life, as if he could penetrate the hearts of the world.

Jiang Tian couldn't help but feel a jump in his heart, it was very kind to be without sand in the garden, Jiang Tian even thought that this was just an ordinary middle-aged man, but at this moment, Jiang Tian knew that he was wrong, this Wusha was unfathomable, Jiang Tian couldn't feel a trace of energy fluctuations in his body, but there was a coercion coming.

"Dear Lord Wusha, I am Durant, Knight of the Holy See!" Durant performed a solemn courtesy.

"Japanese Hokushin Sword School, Ichiro Honda!"

"Beichen stabbed!"

Arrogant masters like Honda are full of respect, of course, they speak Japanese, but there are interpreters who are proficient in various Chinese next to the hall Wusha, meticulously bringing your greetings.

"Uh, China, Jiang Tian!" Jiang Tian said that he didn't say his relationship with Bola, and this kind of thing should not involve Bola, after all, this is on someone else's territory.

"My territory, it is forbidden to fight, especially you spirit realms!" The voice of Wusha sounded in the hall, hoarse and low, as if it had gone through vicissitudes of life, and with a trace of old age.

This kind of voice really shouldn't appear on a middle-aged man in his 40s.

Jiang Tian's heart moved, could it be true that what Bora said, this Wusha, his actual age is over 100 years old, how did he manage to keep his young face? It's incredible!

Durant spoke first: "These two Japanese samurai actually attacked me behind the back, causing all 12 of my attendants to die in the battle for the Lord, their shameless behavior has offended the majesty of my lord, I hope that Your Excellency Wusha can deal with it impartially and execute these two Japanese samurai to appease the anger of my Holy See!" ”

Beichen wanted to refute the defense, but was stopped by Master Honda.

Wusha's voice sounded: "Knight, are you threatening me with Peter III?" ”

Although the voice was plain, it carried an irrepressible anger, like an angry god, not to be offended. Jiang Tian felt a majestic coercion emanating from Wusha's body, and he couldn't help but change color, so strong spiritual power. (To be continued.) )