Chapter 3148 Muzi Sword, Die!

"Bang!"

The coffin slid out of the cart and jumped over a distance of more than ten meters, and a loud bang smashed into the three meters of Mu Zijian, and a large puff of snowflakes splashed out in all directions, making five or six Tang Dao masters dodge one after another, and one of the air currents rushed towards Mu Zijian, making the latter's clothes can't stop moving.

Although Hua Guo and Dongying's coffins were a little surprised, Mu Zijian, as the principal of Tang Dao, was also involved in Chinese culture, so he could still recognize at a glance what the things in front of him were, and the vicissitudes of life suddenly trembled: "Coffin? You came to Tang Dao to deliver the coffin? ”

He shouted angrily, "Who are you?" ”

The old man in black looked at Mu Zijian's face, the corners of his mouth hooked up a cold smile, and he jumped in the firelight with a particularly murderous intent: "You actually know that this is a coffin, then you should know who I am, the person who sent the coffin!" Mu Zijian, you have a blood debt on your hands, it's time to pay it back. ”

Mu Zijian is also a smart person: "Hua Yanxuan? ”

The old man in black looked cold, as if Hua Yanxuan's three words were too exciting for him, but he quickly returned to a level of calm: "I heard that Master Muzi Sword is strong in martial arts, and he commands Tang Dao as the symbol of Dongying Bushido, first resist Zhao Heng, and then kill mountains and rivers, kill in and out, Niu Wei is a mess!" ”

"Let me teach the master tonight!"

Mu Zijian's hand holding the black wood long sword tightened, and then shouted to the old man in black: "Look at your momentum, this grief and indignation, you are 100% in a group with Hua Yanxuan, I can't imagine that beast and accomplices, very good, we don't need us to settle accounts with you, you took the initiative to send it to the door to die." ”

Immediately, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a hint of banter: "This is the case, the princelings must be purged, and all the unclean things will be kicked out of Dongying!" He raised his long sword and pointed at the old man in black: "You don't even dare to report your name, you must be someone with a story." ”

"Very good, settle you all tonight!"

The old man in black wiped his finger on the katana: "Muzi Sword, why bother so much nonsense?" I know you're injured, but I've also killed a lot of people, and we're in a state of half-pound and eighty-tael, what's the matter? Don't have the courage to stand up and fight? Has your bushido spirit been discarded? ”

"Presumptuous, how can I be called by a character like you?"

Mu Zijian raised the black wood long sword in his hand, and kept it as high as ever: "Even Zhao Heng, who is known as the thousand-year-old butcher, doesn't dare to come here to spread wild, but you dare to kill people recklessly?" It seems that you are impatient, Furuta, Ishii, and Obiuchi have killed these invading enemies! ”

"Sakura, Yizi, take the outer cousin to kill the arsonist!"

At this time, there was already chaos all around, dozens of wooden buildings burned in oil-coated rockets, and they spread rapidly when they were blown by the wind, and soon became a sea of fire, the heat wave was pressing, and the enemy was harassing, so that Tang Dao's disciples did not know whether to fight the fire or the enemy, and the losses gradually expanded.

Mu Zijian swept it at a glance and knew that Tang Dao had suffered a heavy loss tonight, and he couldn't recover his original appearance in a year and a half, and the most hateful thing was that Tang Dao, a holy place, had lost the authority of no one to provoke, and the old man in black brought people in tonight, and he was afraid that there would be dogs and cats in the future.

This made him quite angry:

"Tonight, one of you counts as one, and all of you will die!"

In Hua Yingying's cold gaze, Mu Zijian's eyes flashed with a sense of cruelty: "I want you to know that no one dared to go wild in Tang Dao thirty years ago, and today, thirty years later, no one can infringe!" Tang Dao, never shakeable! ”

With his command, the four Dongying men moved, flashed out four sharp and shiny katanas, and rushed towards Hua Hero with a group of Tang Dao disciples, the four of them went straight to the Hua Hero in the middle, and the rest of the people slid past and pounced on Tang Wenjing and the man in black.

Tang Wenjing and the man in black each flashed their weapons, although they were only nine people, but they all had an indescribable tacit understanding with each other, when the Luoyang shovel swung out, a puff of silver needles also shot out from their feet, instantly blocking the Tang Dao master who rushed over, and then changed the formation, and the thunder slapped the two of them.

Blood bursts!

When Tang Wenjing was fighting to the death, the two Dongying men were kicking with their left feet, jumping up as if they had installed springs, and directly grabbed Hua Yingying's left and right shoulders, and the other two rolled forward on the spot, their bodies were flexible like jungle cheetahs, and they stabbed at his legs with a clear goal.

The four showed their skills tacitly.

"Tang Dao is really not as good as a generation!"

Seeing them surrounding him, Hua Yingying not only did not panic and dignified, but on the contrary, showed a touch of disdain, mocking the katana that stabbed his feet on the ground, dodged one of the swords sideways in the air, and then drew an arc with the katana in his hand.

The two Tang Daohao hands had their chests shattered, and blood spurted to the ground.

Then Hua Yingying's body flashed, and he disappeared through the dark shadow of the night, and the two Tang Dao masters who were attacking on the ground secretly shouted badly, and immediately turned over, and the well-trained back-to-back was ready to deal with it, but it was still a slow beat, and a knife light swept through the throat of Gu Tian who turned around.

He also stabbed into Ishii's chest.

Strike! Strike!

The two streams of blood burst out at almost the same time, Furuta and Ishii fell to the ground covering their wounds, and the katana also fell to the ground with a bang, that is, in the blink of an eye, four Tang Dao masters with extraordinary skills were killed, which not only made the rest of the Tang Dao disciples stagnate, but also made Mu Zijian's eyes cold!

In this gap, Hua Yingying kicked out on his toes again and again, and three katanas shot out like meteors, directly knocking over the three Tang Dao disciples who were close, and then, he picked up the fourth katana, with a clear goal and directly took the Mu Zijian not far away, the latter snorted coldly and pushed away the children who were protecting.

"Dang!"

Mu Zijian slammed down a sword against the katana that was shot, and after a crisp sound, the katana broke into seven or eight pieces and fell to the ground, looking at the dead Tang Dao disciples, Mu Zijian did not have too much grief and anger on his face, but he was unexpectedly calm, and ordered the rest of the disciples to besiege Tang Wenjing and them.

He personally came to deal with Hua Yingying, and the fact had to be his own action, Hua Yingying's toughness, as well as the constant screams around him, made Tang Dao, who has always liked to fight alone, panic, and the door to the killing ground was only 100 meters, but nearly 100 people had fallen.

It can be described as an inch of land, an inch of blood.

Mu Zijian looked at Hua Yingying: "Who are you?" The lord who could simply and directly kill the four of them in Gutian was no longer a simple person with a story, but a grandmaster-level character, and his voice carried a coldness: "What is your relationship with Hua Yanxuan?" ”

Hua Yingying sighed: "Send the coffin!" ”

Mu Zijian held the long sword and snorted coldly: "Hua Yanxuan is dead, I thought Zhao Heng would make trouble, but I didn't expect it to be a character like you, it seems that his death still involves a lot of people, but it's a pity that his head has fallen to the ground, no matter how angry you are, you can't make Hua Yanxuan come back to life!" ”

"If you offend Dongying, that's the end!"

Hua Yingying said lightly: "Kill Hua Yanxuan, the coffin is also your end!" ”

He shouted, "The coffin is for you!" ”

Mu Zijian crossed a trace of murderous intent in his eyes, obviously he had no temperament to talk nonsense, his footsteps burst out from the stairs, and he arrived in front of Hua Hero after a few ups and downs, and he made a brazen move without saying a word, Hua Yingying's eyes sank, no nonsense, he shot directly, and the move was very spicy.

"Bang!"

After the swords collided in mid-air, Hua Yingying raised his foot and kicked Mu Zijian's chest fiercely, but he was held by the old man in front of him who was more than half a hundred years old with both hands, pulling and pulling, Hua Yingying's body was suddenly unstable, and he rushed directly to the other party, Mu Zijian laughed fiercely, and his body bounced up instantly.

He was like a cannonball, and he suddenly bombarded Hua Hero!

Hua Yingying's face was hideous, and he remained as calm as he was, although his body was unstable, but the most basic sense of counterattack was still there, and he did not show weakness, and he swung a knife backwards, just blocking the wooden sword cut by Mu Zijian, and there was another crisp sound, and the wooden sword and katana shook away from each other's hands.

"Pounce!"

With two crisp sounds, the wooden sword and katana sank into the grass, Hua Yingying and Mu Zijian also retreated three or four meters each, and a touch of surprise flashed in their eyes, and then Mu Zijian moved his feet and pounced, directly waving his right hand to attack Hua Yingying, preparing for a melee battle.

"Take me one more shot!"

Seeing this, Hua Yingying also swung his fist, but instead of blocking Mu Zijian's attack, he pressed it directly towards his chest, which was a lose-lose and deadly play, Mu Zijian was not afraid of the other party's ferocity, his eyes were as cold as frost, condensing killing intent, and his speed was faster.

The two fists approached quickly, the snowflakes flew away, the fists staggered, and the opponent's chest was fiercely imprinted on the opponent's chest.

"Bang!"

When the bodies of both sides shook and the corners of their mouths moved, the vision was rampant, Hua Yingying's left hand suddenly raised, and the arrow flashed, and the fierce shot at Mu Zijian's chest, a stream of blood burst out with the shattering of clothes, and the blood rain was all over the sky, like a bottle of liquor that had been aged for many years, surging and violent.

It's overwhelming!

Mu Zijian, who has always been high, rarely hits, although this is the result of Hua Hero's sneak attack, but being able to hurt Mu Zijian is enough to prove Hua Hero's domineering, not only Mu Zijian, who is reluctant to fall and fly in pain, but even the children watching the battle also show an unbelievable gaze.

"Hmm!"

Mu Zijian fell to the ground with a painful wound, although this arrow did not kill him immediately, instinct made him move sideways at a critical moment, but this special crossbow arrow still caused him physical injury, combined with the old wounds left by Zhao Heng and Hua Yanxuan, Mu Zijian was powerless to fight again.

Then, the crowd was surging: "Despicable! Shameless! Tang Daozi was furious and divided into two groups of men, one to support and protect Mu Zijian, and the other to besiege and kill the monstrous Hua Hero, in their opinion, Hua Hero was too shameless, and he actually used an arrow in his sleeve during the confrontation.

In the face of everyone's accusations, Hua Yingying snorted coldly: "Just one arrow, compared to the many of you, what is it?" The old man never sells his reputation to be a hero, the old man has always been happy and revenge, whoever is sorry for me, I am sorry for whom, the winner is the king, and the loser is the villain! ”

"What's more, if I kill you all, who knows about this arrow?"

"Dang!"

When the Tang Dao disciples surrounded him again, and Mu Zijian retreated under the cover of several good hands, Hua Yingying sneered and pulled out the katana on the grass violently, and the sound of drawing the sword was extremely harsh, making the ears of more than ten Tang Dao disciples hurt, like a knife sharpening sound piercing the ears.

Their footsteps also subconsciously stopped in the wild running, at this moment, Hua Yingying burst over, a sharp knife light bloomed in the night, this knife was like a volcanic eruption tearing the cold air, Hua Yingying was like a killing god waving a knife, and the two burly bodies flew out upside down.

The half-screams they let out were stiffly paused because their heads were cut off, and the thick blood bleached the night sky at once, and then slowly floated to the ground, Hua Yingying did not have the slightest pity and sympathy, and the killing intent became more and more blazing like a storm cracking the shore, and his backhand was another knife, which swept fiercely.

"Ahh

The three Tang Dao masters, who finally reacted and raised their knives, appeared in extreme horror in front of their chests, there was an inch-long gap, blood gushed out like a spring, and before they fell to the ground, Hua Yingying had already rushed past them, mercilessly killing the two people behind them.

Tang Dao's disciples died tragically in an instant, and Hua Yingying also had a few more scars on his body, but he didn't care about the pain in his body, he shook the katana in his hand and rushed forward again, and at the moment when a puff of smoke drifted by, the weapon in his hand stabbed a person in the throat, opening the gap in the encirclement.

"Mu Zijian, life and death are undecided, why run away?"

Hua Yingying killed eight people in a row and shot at Mu Zijian and them, Tang Wenjing and they blocked the rest of Tang Daozi's nephews in a timely manner, and they did everything they could to protect Mu Zijian, and at this time, the companions who killed people and set fire also rushed over after completing the target task and joined the battle group to fight.

Mu Zijian, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, had just been supported by someone for more than 20 meters, and Hua Yingying blocked his way with a jump, hunting in clothes, and the long knife was stained with blood, instantly stagnating Mu Zijian's movements, everyone could feel Hua Yingxing's killing intent, and everyone could feel the end of Mu Zijian.

Mu Zijian squeezed out a sentence: "Kill them all? ”

Hua Yingying said lightly: "Chickens and dogs are not left!" ”

"Kill!"

A tall Tang Dao woman saw that there was no way out, and saw that Hua Yingying was about to attack Mu Zijian, she snorted, pulled Mu Zijian behind her, and then handed the long sword out, and there was no water to take the opponent's chest, and the sword light like Yuehua did not dodge the attack!

With the two crisp sounds of "Ding Ding", a long sword broke to the ground, and a trace of blood burst out of Tang Dao woman's throat, and the beautiful eyes that were wide open were full of disbelief, and then she fell to the ground, and then Hua Yingying stabbed her backhand, and the other person shook.

In the next second, a bleak column of blood spurted out instantly!

Hua Yingying killed two people in a row in the narrow corridor, and his momentum did not decrease and approached Mu Zijian and them, and a Dongying man roared and rushed up, but before he could touch Hua Yingying, the latter's long knife was raised, fell, and was happy and decisive, and the Dongying man only had time to raise the weapon in his hand to resist.

"Dang!"

The burly man who was more than one meter and eight meters, even the knife was broken in two in an instant, drenched in blood, Hua Yingying didn't look at him, the katana seemed to be even more scarlet, the blades were trembling sharply, Mu Zijian's face became pale, and he lowered his voice and shouted: "Stop, I have something to say!" ”

"Brush!"

The katana was raised again, and the blade swept through the neck of a Dongying woman, and the big head flew directly out of the distance, unscrupulously gushing blood, holding this corridor into a hellish scene, cruel, violent, corpses strewn around, and blood flowed like a river!

Mu Zijian suffocated and shouted: "Hua Yanxuan was not killed by me!" ”

Hua Hero ignored it, and the katana was still swung out again and again!

The third knife, the fourth knife, and the sword light became more and more brilliant, Hua Yingying was strong and heavy, and he moved forward without pause, Mu Zijian watched Hua Yingying regardless of approaching, and in less than thirty seconds, Hua Yingying had two more wounds under his body, but he didn't feel the pain.

On the contrary, he has a sense of becoming more and more courageous.

Mu Zijian's eyes widened instantly, and he wanted to move back but was restrained by the sharp arrow in his chest, this arrow not only hit his chest, but the toxin on the arrow also paralyzed his body, so although he retreated with all his strength, he still couldn't dodge the dazzling knife!

He could only grit his teeth and raise the black wood sword to meet him!

"Dang!"

The black wood long sword and the katana collided violently, sparks were everywhere, and the two people who collided because of the huge force, the tiger's mouth collapsed for the first time, and the blood stained the hilt and the hilt of the sword red, Hua Yingying took three steps back, the wound on his body was a little more painful, and the wooden sword spewed out a mouthful of fresh, and his face was red.

Hua Yingying sneered even more, staring at the force transmitted by the other party, not retreating, but advancing, suddenly took two steps forward, his body took off in an instant, and the katana slashed towards the opponent's body from top to bottom, without the slightest condensation, the momentum sank vigorously, and the force slashed down, domineering and heroic: "Death!" ”

Mu Zijian roared angrily and blocked with all his might.

Hua Yingying even brought a knife, fell suddenly, and slammed into the opponent's blade, the broad black wood long sword instantly broke into two, and the wooden sword, whose complexion changed greatly, subconsciously took a step back, narrowly and dangerously avoided the cold blade, his eyes were slightly dull, and he didn't seem to expect the long sword to break.

At this moment, another flash of sword light flashed!

"Whoosh!"

Mu Zijian's head fell to the ground, his body fell to the ground with a bang, Hua Yingying stepped forward and kicked on the corpse, Mu Zijian fell like a broken kite and fell straight into the black coffin, Hua Yingying looked at Mu Zijian who was dead, and then looked at the spreading fire around him:

"Rest in peace, child!"

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