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Sato is powerful, it is really powerful, his sword is pointing, even Long Hao is a little afraid to fight directly easily, Long Hao looks extremely domineering and hedges, but in fact, he used his most powerful hole card. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Sato was defeated.

The defeat is incomparably direct, incomparably aggrieved, and even incomparably angry.

Of course, more than that, it's horrified.

In the way of martial arts, there are geniuses and shortcuts, but when it comes to Sato's level of master, of course he knows that the peerless genius plus the shortcut to heaven is not enough to make a young man's strength skyrocket enough to easily defeat himself within two or three years.

The strength that Long Hao used was obviously only his own strength, not other external factors, and he didn't even have a sword in his hand.

Of course, Sato knows that Si Chuan Zetian has a powerful and mysterious Shikijin in his hands, but Long Hao doesn't have it!

How could he be so powerful?

On the contrary, Long Hao is so powerful!

The furious sword qi made Long Hao's clothes all over his body hunt, and he took the initiative directly, but he didn't kill him.

Because Sato is worthy of being the number one master of Japanese kendo, he is studying.

is different from Huaxia's swordsmanship, Sato's swordsmanship is more direct and sharp, and a lot of fancy things are streamlined.

Sato was straightened even the wrinkles on his face, and the yellow hair on his head was blown wildly, and Long Hao, who was intoxicated with Sato In's swordsmanship, comprehended the true meaning of the other party's swordsmanship while making a move, it seemed that Sato's swordsmanship made Long Hao feel something else.

He had to sigh that the Japanese back then were indeed a great nation, and the martial arts inherited from China were simply the skin, but they could be passed down for thousands of years and passed down from generation to generation.

This is just a detail, and Japan's development depends on this tenacity.

It's a pity that Japan has been in the hands of ambitious guys for nearly two hundred years.

This may be a misfortune for Japan, or perhaps it is another so-called fate.

Sato understood one thing at the first moment of the fight, he was fooled.

He shouldn't have made a move at all, and today, perhaps, is the last performance he will smash in this world.

But he doesn't hate Long Hao, to his extent, there is no such low-level thinking as the so-called national hatred, and when he meets a master, a real chess opponent, it is a gift from God.

If you can give full play to everything you have, then you can live up to the strength of your life.

Therefore, every fierce sword qi he emitted, and every fierce collision with Long Hao, carried a touch of brilliant brilliance, which was Sato's respect for martial arts and his tribute to Long Hao.

Of course, this did not prevent him from being shocked.

Long Hao's elegant figure, which was able to reverse the result at an impossible moment every time, filled his heart with shock.

He didn't know how Long Hao did it, of course he knew that there were supernatural beings in this world, but he had been in retreat for decades, but he didn't know that Long Hao had become the only combination of an oriental supernatural and a martial artist in this world.

Therefore, he could only regard Long Hao as an unprecedented martial arts wizard, otherwise, he would not be able to explain today's phenomenon.

"Look at my last sword, young man, I hope you can keep the essence of my sword, I die without regrets."

When Sato Yin said this, he swung out at least three hundred swords, and as soon as his voice fell, Long Hao knew that the key to victory or defeat in the end was in this sword.

In the sword dance in the sky, a brilliant arc that pierced the sky swept past Long Hao's neck.

Even though Long Hao had expected the other party's sword, he was still scratched by the extremely sharp blade of the sword, and a faint blood mark was cut on his neck.

This is a sword that will end up together, so Long Hao can only make a dead hand.

All the sword light disappeared, and everything returned to its previous state, but Long Hao was still standing, and in front of him, Sato Yin, who was thin and thin, was already dead.

He died under Long Hao's palm, which shattered his internal organs.

Victory or defeat, life and death, have been decided in a second.

Long Hao's eyes were a little complicated, when he looked at Sato Yin, he was a little respectful, although he was an enemy, but the opponent gave him respect, so he also had to respect the opponent.

This old guy deserves to be a real martial artist, and people like him and Si Chuan Zetian are completely different things.

Being able to cultivate kendo to this extent, he can be called a generation of grandmasters, even among the three major families, such an existence can definitely be regarded as a genius.

The three major families have some miraculous means to delay aging and longevity, but Sato is calculated, and his actual age is the same as his great-grandfather, but among the three major families, his ancestors five or six generations ago all look like middle-aged people, they have lived for more than two hundred years, and they should be strong, and Sato, he has lived for more than a hundred, and even the resources and various conditions are far inferior to the three major families, but he can integrate the essence of kendo into his bones.

In fact, Sato Yin back then was also the only one in Shinto who could fight with Zhang Liangxue in the way of the sword without being defeated.

Staring at the corpse on the ground that was still trembling slightly, Long Hao sighed gloomily.

"I have never killed a person as uncomfortable as now, I have killed not a thousand people, but hundreds, and even many of them are my ancestors, people of my clan, old fellow, although I have never met you, but you are more worthy of respect than many people, you are a real grandmaster!"

Hojo looked at Long Hao blankly, he held back the excitement in his heart, and asked in a trembling voice: "Your Highness, ...... now!" ”

"He deserves my respect, and although he is my enemy, I should find a place for him to bury his bones!"

Long Hao turned around and said lightly: "First put his body in the tent where you live, and then you go with me, I will give you unexpected benefits, the old guy has lived all his life, but he died at my hands, even if he is an idiot, he will not trouble you at this time, so, you can completely restore your family, and then, in a more powerful posture, appear in front of them!" Don't worry, Si Chuan Zetian won't be so stupid, and he will still think about dealing with you, because you He lost a god-level master, which is already a loss he can't afford, and in his eyes, you are not so heavy that he must kill him quickly, and he will not be stupid enough to think that you can really force me to show up. ”

Long Hao looked at Hojo and said lightly: "I need you to be loyal to me!" Do you understand what I mean? ”

Hojo stubbornness is so smart, he knelt directly in front of Long Hao, kowtowed three times respectfully, and then solemnly swore: "I, Hojo stubbornness, swear by Amaterasu Okami that I will never betray His Highness in this life!" ”

Looking at Hojo's stubborn three minutes, Long Hao smiled.

He raised his left hand and pulled Hojo Stubborn from the ground, and then led him to hide Sato's body in the previous tent, and then left here with Hojo Stubborn.

first took Hojo Stubborn to take a bath, built his hair, and then gave Hojo Stubborn a large sum of money, let him buy clothes and other things, Hojo Stubborn was not polite, he was originally a noble family, of course, he would not treat himself badly, and the things he bought for himself were also extremely high-end goods, of course, this is still not enough for him who is used to hand-tailoring.

"I'll go find Mamiyu and them, you don't have to go with me, I'll leave a sum of money, you stay in Tokyo well, and I'll be back in a few days."

patted Hojo stubbornly on the shoulder, Long Hao said in a deep voice: "Mobilize all your means, try not to anger Si Chuan Zetian, you have no way to be a high-level person, then go to the bottom, don't worry about money, remember, everything can be done with money, it is not a thing, learn from my style in Hong Kong, expand your influence, understand?" As long as you have influence, it is your talisman! ”

After thinking about it for a while, Long Hao sent Hojo stubbornness a sum of money that was enough for him to show his strength, and then returned to the hotel, Li Shimin had already returned, and then the two began to arrange according to the prior plan.

"I'm blind to the situation in Tokyo right now, and even though I have Hojo and I'm stubborn, I still have to find someone who is familiar with the doorway. Among the imperial family, I still have a guy to fight for, although I have completely lost interest in this bullshit emperor, but he can't help himself! After this is over, I will let him spend his old age in peace! ”

Long Hao felt that he might be able to learn some information about the current Shinto Sect from Tianhua. He needs to find some way to reach the upper echelons of Shinto, and the emperor should be able to help him with that.

In fact, the Japanese royal family may not really be so submissive to Si Chuan Zetian, more because of fear.

Because judging from the current situation outside, the imperial family still exists, although it is a puppet, but it has not been deposed, and the government of the cabinet is still running, so that is to say, the emperor still has some small powers, at least, in the matter of severing diplomatic relations with China, the Japanese government must come forward, and it is inevitable to get the authorization of the imperial family, and it is impossible for Shinto to show up.

In the early hours of the next morning, Long Hao walked out of the hotel very early, although there was a peerless master of the Ocean Temple in the palace, but he was not very worried, because he could avoid the other party's surveillance, and he could predict the prophet wherever danger appeared.

Came to a remote corner of the palace, Long Hao quietly turned over and walked in, and then found a palace attendant on duty familiarly, in order to avoid trouble, he could only get off the killer, and then changed into the other party's clothes, swayed, and swaggered in the palace.