In Chiba Qiudao's eyes, Yang Chen was already half a dead man.

Wu Rui is Yang Chen's fatal weakness, indeed, Wu Rui does not have Yang Chen's kung fu foundation for nearly 20 years, special forces rapid fighting skills, a lot of physical training, all kinds of killing skills, when encountering a master like Imai Ichiro, it was greatly discounted, plus Wu Rui's right foot was sprained, tired of coping, retreating again and again, retreating into the cold river.

Imai Ichiro did not pity the jade, Wu Rui retreated in a hurry, he chased after him, smiling fiercely, and attacked Wu Rui's vital points one after another, fast and ruthless.

The river water that is not deep, was stepped on by the two of them countless splashes, the sound of the impact of knives and knives, dense and fast connected into a line, Wu Rui, who had a sprained foot, could not withstand the continuous impact force after all, the center of gravity was unbalanced, and fell backwards, at this moment, Imai was one, holding a knife in both hands and slashing down.

"Yikes!"

Wu Rui used all his strength, and the moment he fell into the river, his body spun around, and he turned out more than a meter horizontally, which was able to dodge Imai Ichiro's knife.

Wu Rui fell into the water, and Imai Ichiro's knife was also cut empty, causing a splash of more than two meters high, but he didn't stop there, his wrist twisted, the blade turned sideways, the blade was towards Wu Rui's side, and he vigorously drew the knife upward, sweeping towards Wu Rui, facing Wu Rui, who was cut in half, holding his breath, holding the sand and gravel at the bottom of the river with both hands, and his whole body was dehydrated and stood upside down.

Swish!

Ichiro Imai's knife broke out of the water domineeringly, and the narrow katana that was lifted by Ichiro Imai did not stagnate, from top to bottom, and rolled diagonally towards Wu Rui.

Wu Rui stretched his arms hard, his body flipped out, and he narrowly escaped the range of the long knife, although his feet fell into the water, but he could stand and sit in the river.

Imai Ichiro still didn't stop, his face was strained, he jumped forward with an arrow, the long knife poked out from the flying splashes, stabbed Wu Rui's throat, dodged again and again just now, exhausted Wu Rui's physical strength, and could no longer take this all-breathed knife move, the long knife stabbed, Wu Rui, who was caught off guard, his heart sank suddenly, and he closed his eyes and waited for death.

The tip of the katana was less than ten centimeters away from Wu Rui's throat, and it suddenly froze, not moving at all, and Yang Chen had ten fingers on both hands, and he pinched the middle of the blade.

At the same time that Yang Chen grabbed the katana, Takeda Jiannan, who was already powerless to fight back, took advantage of Yang Chen's opportunity to save Wu Rui, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, followed closely, and the long knife stabbed Yang Chen in the back of the waist and eyes silently.

This is the fatal part.

Yang Chen's face did not change, and he did his best to move his waist.

Plop, the sharp blade entered the flesh, Yang Chen moved his waist, but it was difficult to move the entire waist, the sharp long knife pierced from the waist side, piercing out from under the right rib,

Wu Rui happened to open her eyes, her eyes moved from the tip of the knife to Yang Chen, she was shocked, it was Yang Chen who rescued her, she hurriedly moved half a meter back, her heart hurt like a knife, and she burst into tears.

Yang Chen stared at Wu Rui, smiled gently, and didn't wait for Takeda Jiannan, who had injured him, to make any more moves, exerting force with both hands, and the clear sound of the steel knife breaking.

Ichiro Imai's katana was broken by Yang Chen.

Imai Ichiro was shocked in his heart, and at this time, the half of the knife that fell into Yang Chen's hand had drawn a brilliant arc of light, flashing through Imai Ichiro's neck.

At the same time as the arc light dissipated, Yang Chen ignored the long knife and crashed backwards, and the moves derived from the Baji Fist were domineering.

Disheveled!

Saving people, breaking the knife, counterattacking, Yang Chen's series of actions were so fast that Takeda Jiannan was caught off guard, and he was directly knocked out, and the long knife that pierced Yang Chen's body was also taken out.

Blood spilled.

"Yang Chen" Wu Rui got up desperately, threw herself in front of Yang Chen, cried bitterly, tried to cover the wound with her hands to stop the bleeding, but unfortunately it was useless, the bright red blood quickly soaked half of Yang Chen's body, embarrassed and tragic.

Imai Ichiro, who maintained the posture of holding a knife and stabbing him, stayed in place for more than ten seconds, planted in the river, his neck began to bleed, and Takeda Keno, who flew down on the meadow by the river, was also dying, and his entire ribs were broken, and it was difficult to survive.

"Good!"

Chiba Qiudao patted over, smiling deeply, but there was a dignified color that could not be dissolved in his eyes, Yang Chen, who was one enemy and two and was at an absolute disadvantage, counterattacked too fast, too fierce and too unbelievable, so that he did not have time to save the two junior brothers, and the strength of the young man in front of him greatly surprised him.

A rare opponent.

If he is cultivated by the shrine, after ten or eight years, this young man may not be able to become the first person in Asian martial arts, but unfortunately he is already the last person who will be killed.

Chiba Akimichi pouted slightly regretfully.

Yang Chen took off his shirt and wrapped the gauze that Wu Rui gave him tightly around his waist layer by layer, so as not to lose too much blood and affect his physical fitness, and then it was a decisive battle of life and death.

Riverside meadows.

Yang Chen and Chiba Autumn Road stood five meters apart.

"You're good, but you won't survive today." Chiba Akido was full of confidence, a master of the Hades Shrine God List, and he had enough proud capital, he glanced at the lifeless Takeda Jiannan at his feet, raised his foot, and kicked Takeda Jiannan's knife to Yang Chen, who was five meters away, Yang Chen stretched out his hand and caught it steadily.

Boom!

Like a dragon's groan.

Chiba Akimichi pulls out the knife behind his back.

Longship, Japan's top ten famous swords, inherited so far, more than 400 years, drinking countless blood, not losing to the demon knife Muramasa, the longship in hand, Chiba Autumn Road obliquely pointed to the earth, squinted his eyes slightly, and inhaled very enjoyably, as if he was the only one in heaven and earth, loose samurai uniform, no wind and drumming.

Yang Chen sneered, without fear.

Wu Rui, who walked up to the river bank out of breath, looked at the two nervously, and didn't have time to think about how to help Yang Chen, and the two people facing each other moved at the same time.

The distance of five meters is fleeting.

The knives in the hands of the two collided fiercely like a storm, and at the moment when the fierce battle was in full swing, the old and spicy Chiba Autumn Road made a false move to retreat, making Yang Chen slash into the air with a knife, revealing a flaw.

This god list master took advantage of the gap to attack, not giving Yang Chen a chance to breathe and counterattack, and his flowing moves were airtight, and Yang Chen, who was pressed, retreated again and again.

When!

The Chiba Autumn Dao Monarch, who took the initiative, struck a blow and cut off the long knife in Yang Chen's hand that blocked upwards, if it weren't for Yang Chen's fast retreat, ten ** would be split into two pieces.

Knife destroyed.

People are fighting all the way around, and there are signs of unsustainable physical strength, which is ten times more dangerous than Yang Chen's battle against the number one killer in Asia back then, but even so, he still remains calm.

"Pick up!"

Chiba Qiu shouted vigorously, kicked up the half-cut knife that fell to the ground, and the broken knife swirled and shot at Yang Chen, Yang Chen used the remaining half-cut knife in his hand to knock off the "hidden weapon".

However, the real killer move is to come!

At the same time that Yang Chen knocked and half-cut the knife, the empty door was wide open, and the Chiba Autumn Road had already been pasted, and he smiled and stabbed Yang Chen in the chest, once he was stabbed, he would definitely die.

Yang Chen couldn't avoid it, and suddenly a person stabbed into his arms, it was Wu Rui.

Wu Rui held Yang Chen's shoulders with both hands, his extremely haggard face was filled with a satisfied smile, dying for him, dying in his arms, he had no regrets in this life, feeling the coldness of the blade into the flesh, laughing and crying.

Tears flowed.

drenched in the lingering of three lives.

A soft call becomes an eternal expectation.

"Yang Chen is alive and well" Wu Rui said, wanting to push Yang Chen away with all her might, afraid that the long knife that penetrated her body in the next second would hurt her beloved man, but she couldn't push her.

He wants to live and die with her?