"Those who offend me in China will be punished"

Nie Qingchen's indifferent and emotionless voice resounded in the clearing, and then glanced at the remaining five masked people, flicked the knife wildly, and the knife light swept wildly, hitting the chest of a masked man who had no time to dodge, this masked man was only stunned for a moment, and then the whole person exploded, this knife actually contained an unparalleled knife qi, slashed into his body, and exploded from the inside out.

The eight flying eagles can still fight with Zhang Yi when they join forces, but one was killed by Nie Qingchen before, and the seven can only struggle to resist Nie Qingchen, who is even more fierce than Zhang Yi, and has just been killed by Nie Qingchen two more successively, and now the remaining five are not his opponents at all, and the result of the eight flying eagles who were disrupted by the combined attack was to be killed one by one.

Now, there are only four left.

Looking at Nie Qingchen, who was chasing and killing the four masked people everywhere, Zhang Yi slowly walked towards Matsumoto Yanfeng, and said with a smile as he walked: "Young Master Matsumoto, it seems that our situation has reversed now. ”

Matsumoto Yanfeng's indifferent gaze was also withdrawn from Nie Qingchen, the death of the eight flying eagles did not cause a little psychological fluctuation for him, the samurai of the island country died on the battlefield, it was glorious, he didn't feel it when the first-class masters such as Genichi Imoto, Chiba Okazaki and others died, not to mention these eight escorts, their mission should have been like this.

Seeing Zhang Yi approaching, Matsumoto Yanfeng lifted the long knife, and his body suddenly turned into countless afterimages and rushed towards Zhang Yi first.

"Doppelganger Shadowless."

Seeing Matsumoto Yanfeng's movements, Zhang Yi smiled slightly, stood in place at the moment, brandished a dagger and fought towards one afterimage after another, the speed was as fast as lightning, up and down, left and right, and his hands scattered countless afterimages in an instant, and then quickly stabbed towards the middle figure.

Just as he was approaching Matsumoto Yanfeng's true body, in an instant, the countless afterimages around him quickly shrank again, converging on the real body, and then, countless sword lights turned into a knife net and shrouded Zhang Yi.

"Swift slash."

Seeing this move, Zhang Yi quickly retracted his body again, threw the dagger straight out, and hit the tip of the knife in the center fiercely, and then his body sank, and with one foot, he hit countless gravels, and with a push of his strong palm, the dense gravel rushed towards this knife net.

"Boom, boom."

Countless explosions came from between Matsumoto Yanfeng and Zhang Yi at this moment, and the moment the gravel came into contact with the knife net, it was quickly engulfed, shattered, and then turned into a thick cloud of smoke and dust.

After a long time, only a few slight clangs were heard, and the sound came from the smoke, Zhang Yi hurriedly ran into the smoke, but Matsumoto Yanfeng's figure had long since disappeared.

Zhang Yi's heart sank, and he quickly chased forward, far away, a figure only flashed in the darkness for a moment, and then disappeared, Matsumoto Yanfeng's voice came in the dark: "Zhang Yi, five days later, in Yanshan, north of Kyoto City, the martial arts world of my island country will compete with your Huaxia martial arts world." ”

Looking at the empty dark place, Zhang Yi sighed with some pity, but he didn't expect Matsumoto Yanfeng to run away like this.

At this time, not far away, four screams sounded one after another, and Nie Qingchen's figure quickly slashed through the four sword lights and then stopped far away from Zhang Yi's ten meters, flung the heavy knife and put it on his shoulder, looking indifferently at the four masked people who were still standing in place.

Suddenly.

Bang bang

Four explosions sounded, and the bodies of the last four masked men also exploded at the same time, turning into a cloud of blood mist, sprinkled on this clearing, they didn't know that Nie Qingchen's last four sword lights slashed eighty-nine knives on each of their bodies, which was comparable to Matsumoto Yanfeng's fast knife slash.

Everything returned to calm, except for Matsumoto Yanfeng, who escaped, the strongest troops of the bayonet group, the eight flying eagles, were all beheaded by Nie Qingchen.

Smelling the heavy smell of blood emanating from the air, Zhang Yi shook his head, turned around and walked to the place where the smoke had dissipated, and picked up the two truncated knives on the ground and his own dragon scale dagger, these two truncated knives were Matsumoto Yanfeng's long knife.

Before, the dragon scale dagger and this long knife had a violent impact, under Zhang Yixiong's internal force and Matsumoto Yanfeng's sharp knife net, the long knife in Matsumoto Yanfeng's hand was directly broken, and his dragon scale dagger could not withstand this force, although it was not broken, but several cracks had been seen.

"Is it finally ruined?"

Zhang Yi touched the cracks on the dagger with pity, this dragon scale dagger was once one of the most famous Baipi three daggers, the other two, one is the Qinggang dagger, the other is the Yangwen dagger, although it is not a real magic weapon, but it is also a sharp weapon, since the old man gave it to him, he has been born and died for so many years, and he has never suffered any damage, but he did not expect it to be destroyed here this time.

Seeing those cracks, Zhang Yi's heart was also a little gloomy, swordsmen like swords, swordsmen like knives, he has used this dagger for so many years, naturally he also has special feelings, now it is ruined, the death of the rabbit and the fox are inevitable, he found that now as long as he shakes a little hard, this dagger may be broken into several pieces.

Nie Qingchen came to him with the Thunder Fury Knife on his shoulder, glanced at the dragon scale dagger in his hand, and naturally could understand Zhang Yi's mood, if his mad knife was also destroyed, he would probably be even more sad, and said lightly: "As a weapon, its mission has been completed, and being able to cut off Matsumoto Yanfeng's Zezong Tai Knife before it completes its mission can be regarded as worthy of its dragon scale name." ”

"yes, it's glorious." Zhang Yi sighed lightly, and then looked at Matsumoto Yanfeng's broken knife.

Matsumoto Yanfeng's broken knife is not simple, the Sozong sword, is a famous sword of the Ichishu school in the period of the island country after Toba-in nine hundred years ago, and it is no worse than the fame of the top ten famous swords in the history of the island country's martial arts world, and later the Edo period fell into the hands of the new swordsman Okita Soji, I didn't expect Matsumoto Yanfeng's saber to be this Nozo Tai sword, and now it is broken here.

Nie Qingchen smiled slightly: "The famous sword of the island country, the ghost pill of the Hojo family is the first, the ghost pill is better than the white bone blade in the hands of Matsumoto Zanzhi, and it is on par with Wang Yunfeng's Chixiao sword, this Zezong Tai knife can only rank third, followed by Rachel in the hands of Yanagi Ishikawa, and the demon knife in the hands of Imori Izumi Muramasa, I don't know if my thunder fury knife is sure of victory against the ghost pill and the white bone blade, the ghost pill has always been a saber in the hands of the leaders of various generations in the feudal period of the island country, Oda Nobunaga and Toyosei Hideyoshi have both owned the ghost pill, Now in the hands of Emperor Akihito, the emperor of the island country, one day, I will also have my Thunder Fury Knife and Onimaru against each other. ”

"No matter how good a weapon is, if there is no one who can use it, it will be in vain" Zhang Yi smiled lightly: "In the hands of Emperor Akihito, this famous sword of Onimaru does not have a little power at all, if it is in the hands of Senior Nie, it will definitely be not far from the thunder anger of Senior Nie." ”

Nie Qingchen nodded: "You're right, a thousand-mile horse still needs a Bole, let alone a weapon?" ”

Zhang Yi said with a smile: "Whether it is a famous sword of the island country or a holy relic of the Holy See, we have obtained the Xuanyuan Sword, so we are not afraid of these famous swords and holy relics of them." ”

Nie Qingchen said: "The Xuanyuan Sword is a generation of Saint Dao Divine Soldiers, and it is naturally much stronger than them, I'm afraid they never dreamed that we would get the Xuanyuan Sword." ”

After putting this dragon scale dagger that could no longer be destroyed into his arms, Zhang Yifang glanced around, remembered what Matsumoto Yanfeng said when he left before, and frowned: "Senior Nie, did you hear what Matsumoto Yanfeng said when he left just now?" ”

Nie Qingchen nodded: "He said that in five days, Yanshan, the island country martial arts world and the Huaxia martial arts world will compete with each other. ”

"What does he mean by that?" Zhang Yi was very puzzled.

"I'm afraid that the people from their bayonet group and the Holy See will gather in Yanshan in five days, and let our Huaxia Martial Dao Realm go to Yanshan to face the battle?" Nie Qingchen also frowned.

"It seems that I have to ask Zhuge Changxin tomorrow about this matter." Zhang Yi couldn't think of the reason for this, so he had to give up.

After agreeing with Nie Qingchen to go to the Blue Bridge Tea House tomorrow, Zhang Yi separated from him and returned the same way, he also had to go back to see Ximen Duxue, this Nizi is probably still worried about him now.