Chapter 37: Toei Dead Soldier Kowloon Shinichi
The remaining five masters were simply stunned, and the hard skill king Gu Namo, who was as famous as them, was killed by Ye Fan in just a few moves. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
You must know that the hard king of Gunamo, but in the golden bell jar, iron cloth shirt, and the horizontal practice of the thirteen Taibao, although it is not as bad as the King Kong of the Shaolin Kongjian monk, but the ordinary sword can't break his defense at all.
But the world was unpredictable, Ye Fan only used an ordinary long sword to pierce his throat. They looked at each other in disbelief, the battle just now was simply too fast, and they didn't react at all.
At that moment, the five of them shouted angrily and joined forces to attack Ye Fan, but Ling Bo's slight steps were subtle and abnormal, and how could these barbarians look up to them.
Ye Fan's body flew quickly, fluttering like a god, and in the blink of an eye, he teleported behind the Dongying female dead warrior Jiulong Shinichi.
This Kowloon Shinichi is a female ninja of the Toei Koga faction, and what she is best at is the whirlwind thirteen consecutive slashes and various ninjutsu.
Seeing Ye Fan stabbing at her with a sword, she didn't laugh back, and a silver light like an eagle hook flew out from her wide robe sleeve scarf, and hit Ye Fan head-on like lightning.
Ye Fan felt that the light was dazzling, and the momentum was much faster than he imagined. He turned around and moved seven feet away, but who knew that the silver light really seemed to be alive, like a shadow, and Jing flew over again.
His figure flickered, three times in a row, but he felt that the sky was full of flashing silver light, and he didn't know how to dodge.
In his busy schedule, the long sword in his hand drew a circle, and the Taiji Sword "Three Rings and Moon" was instantly used. God was in the sword first, endlessly, but when he heard the sound of "choking", the silver light in the sky suddenly disappeared, and the eagle hook closed, turned into a ring and fell to the ground, and flew back.
Jiulong Zhenyi changed color and shouted angrily: "Eight Grid Tooth Road, you dare to break my Death Scroll Technique......, okay, look at my Dan Heart Technique again." Suddenly, a purple mist came like a wave, and there seemed to be a little bright purple star in the fog, Ye Fan retreated, and suddenly flew into the sky.
Only sucked "a big earthquake, like lightning and thunder, the purple mist and light smoke scattered, and a big tree behind Ye Fan was split in half from the middle, and fell on both sides, and the heart of the tree was like being struck by lightning, and it had become charcoal.
A gust of wind blew, the leaves of the tree flew, and a vigorous tree died in an instant, and most of the green leaves turned yellow.
Ye Fan couldn't help but be surprised; "This ninjutsu is really evil." His body moved, and he stabbed towards Kowloon Shinichi like lightning.
Jiulong Zhenyi drew his sword with his backhand and shouted: "Look at my whirlwind thirteen slashes!" ”
Before the words fell, the man had jumped up, and the knife had been unsheathed! The sword light is like a flood of autumn water, green and cold, piercing people's muscles and bones.
The sword was five feet long and as long as a sword. This whirlwind thirteen slashes are the essence of the sword, and the sword must be obtained, and there is no forgiveness for those who deserve.
The katana blade was dazzling, and the first knife was cut into Ye Fan's neck.
Fast! Kowloon is really fast, making people's hearts tremble. From the moment she learned the knife, she abandoned the complexity of the knife technique and pursued the 'fast' of the knife technique wholeheartedly!
When the speed of martial arts reaches the extreme, sometimes there is no need for complex moves, just a simple move can defeat the enemy.
Facing the swift knife, Ye Fan's figure was like the wind, and he stepped back, and the scimitar roared past him.
"Whew!"
Jiulong Zhenyi suddenly backhanded another knife, and the speed of the knife was even faster than Fang Cai, slashing towards Ye Fan's neck from the opposite direction, and Ye Fan could not dodge it at his feet.
Although she only made two slashes, Ye Fan pushed back a few steps. You can't go back, there is the root of the wall behind you, and the next moment, Ye Fan's sword suddenly moved!
"Whoosh!" The sword shadow was like a flying immortal out of the sky, descending in an instant, and in an instant, he stabbed out thirteen swords one after another.
The seventy-two moves of the Wudang faction are a series of life-killing swordsmanship, one move after another, such as the Yangtze River surging and the sea tide is born, and the loop uses strange and positive changes, which is very complex to win with swift and sharp moves, and in an instant, the endless sword shadow surrounds the Kowloon Shinyi.
"Good time!" Kowloon Shinichi roared angrily and brandished his katana, the sword light as fierce as blood.
One, two, three...... That huge sword light is an endless death knife, which makes people feel desperate to the bone.
The sword shadow was like water, the sword light was like blood, and the two of them fought more than a dozen moves in an instant. But no matter how fierce Jiulong Shinichi was, he couldn't break through Ye Fan's sword curtain.
Jiulong Zhenyi became more and more chilled the more she fought, she had already made more than a dozen knives, and she didn't even touch the other party's clothes. On the other hand, Ye Fan became more and more calm, as if he was feeding the other party.
Seeing that the remaining four masters were open, forming a siege style for themselves, Ye Fan's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, and he took a sharp breath, and the true qi in his body was raised to the extreme.
The iron sword in his right hand turned into a flash of fire, and the speed was extremely fast, which was the 'thunder and lightning strike' of the three major killer moves of the serial life-killing sword technique! ’
There is only one word for this trick - fast! In addition to the unity of human and sword, it can be called the fastest move in Ye Fan's swordsmanship now.
With a loud "boom", the invincible whirlwind thirteen slashes and the golden sword shadow collided together, and a wave of qi visible to the naked eye came out of it, and a huge explosion sounded from it.
The two staggered! The winner was divided in an instant. Ye Fan's white clothes fluttered and stood quietly, while Jiulong Shinichi opposite him was pierced through the throat by an iron sword, and blood flowed all over the ground.
Before Ye Fan could catch his breath, the Korean ronin Jin Fengjin, the Mongolian warrior Hordu, the Miao Jiang stick king Meng Meng and the wine monk came to the east and killed one after another.
Just now, it wasn't that they were too incompetent, but that Ye Fan and Jiulong Shinichi fought too fast, and with the addition of hidden weapons, they couldn't help at all.
The log in the hand of Meng Meng, the stick king of Miaojiang, is more than five meters long, the stick is strong, the hidden chopping is hidden, and the strength is faster than the big knife. One force breaks ten, and in the martial arts, one inch is long and one inch strong.
North Korean ronin Jin Fengjin, nicknamed Chasing Wind God Legs, can post seventy legs in an instant, and people can't tell the difference between real and false.
The Mongolian warrior Hao Er did not fall King Kong, his arms were born with divine power, and he once lifted 10,000 catties, even if he was the first strong man of the Ming Sect, he was in charge of the Houtu Banner and made Yan Yuan, and he did not let it go.
The wine monk to the east is drunk and stepped on Kyushu, the horse step kung fu is superb, and the feet are as light as flying and can be heavy as Mount Tai for a while. Countless heroes were defeated by him.
These four people even attacked with qi hands, even if they were the two elders of Xuan Ming, they would be defeated immediately.
Ye Fan's body moved, and his left palm pushed towards the chest of the Mongolian warrior Hordu. Hordu didn't stop it, but reached out and grabbed him above his head with his left hand. Ye Fan saw that his palm was about to hit him first, but he didn't know that the Korean ronin Jin Fengjin kicked his legs from the oblique stab.
Ye Fan rushed forward a step forward before he had to avoid it, and the Miao Jiang stick king Meng roared fiercely. Raised the log in his hand and smashed it directly at him!
This time, it was more than 10,000 catties, and the huge strong wind collapsed the grass house next to it in an instant.
The iron sword in Ye Fan's hand was horizontal.
Touch! With a loud bang, he flew upside down several meters like a cannonball, and before he could stop, the wine monk came to the east and came behind him silently, and a big stele wrestler suddenly beckoned Ye Fan to fight.
In his busy schedule, Ye Fan made a wrong step, and the eighteen palms of the dragon descended from him, and the two fought against each other in an instant. The huge impact made the two of them take several steps back.
Ye Fan was secretly shocked in his heart, these four people were slightly inferior to the Xuan Ming Envoy, but their martial arts were very strange and completely unpredictable, and he wanted to defeat them unless he made dozens of moves.