The scolding on the other side was really ugly, Lu Yu couldn't listen to it anymore, waved his hand, and shouted: "Come on, if Lao Tzu doesn't scold you, it's reasonable." The master doesn't know you, and there is no contradiction with your Miyamoto family, you are fucking sick, and the laborer mobilized the crowd to block Lao Tzu. ”

Kotaro Miyamoto stopped scolding, only smiled gloomily.

"Helper? Not really. As far as I know, since the end of your Warring States period in Japan, your Miyamoto family's Laoshizi sword saint Miyamoto Musashi has been at odds with the Laoshizi sword god Yanagi Zongyan of the Yanagi family, and this kind of disagreement has continued until now, and it is impossible for your Miyamoto family to help the Yanagi family deal with Lao Tzu. Lu Yu's eyes narrowed into a slit and shrugged.

Kotaro Miyamoto sneered: "Hehe, Shina pig." You threaten to extinguish the new Yin Current, and what you provoke is the honor of the entire Great Japanese Bushido, and you will be the target of the entire Japanese martial arts community in the future. Besides, the stupid people of the Yanagi family were killed so badly by you, the pig, which is simply a great shame for the entire Japanese martial arts community. If I, Kotaro Miyamoto, kill you here, then my Miyamoto family will be proud of the whole of Japan. What kind of bullshit Yanagi family, it can't compare to our Miyamoto family at all, and the sword god Yanagi Zongyan can't be the opponent of the sword saint Miyamoto Musashi! ”

"Understood."

Lu Yu nodded helplessly, he understood the bullshit logic of these Miyamoto family's second-sword martial artists.

He said angrily: "I said Miyamoto Kotaro, who gave you this bad idea?" It's her? ”

Lu Yu pointed at Lu Chan'er.

Kotaro Miyamoto nodded.

"Sure enough, it seems that I can't overestimate your IQ."

Lu Yu shook his head.

"China pig, what are you shaking your head, are you looking down on the martial arts of the Miyamoto family?" Kotaro Miyamoto scolded.

"Lao Tzu shook his head, it's your business. I don't accept you to cut me! Lu Yu responded.

Kotaro Miyamoto did not speak.

He waved his hand, and the warriors behind him drew their swords together, formed a knife formation, and rushed towards Lu Yu.

"Mom, these idiots can do it, just cut it when they say it. That's a fart, it's better than cutting people, the master will be born in the womb! ”

Lu Yu was furious, pulled out the Tiancong Cloud Sword, and also rushed towards this group of Japanese warriors.

He was only one person, and he rushed up, but he turned into a rolling torrent, like the Milky Way falling for nine days, and like thousands of troops and horses charging.

The momentum of a single round is not weaker than the more than twenty people on the opposite side.

Yuan Suiyun really didn't follow, just hugged his arms and listened lightly.

Although he is blind, his hearing is a hundred times that of ordinary people, and even if he can't see, he can understand the situation clearly and clearly just by hearing.

"This little guy, I haven't seen him for a few days, but he has improved again, and the amplitude is still so big, how is it possible? How can there be such a person in this world? Completely unconscionable. ”

Lu Yu started with a group of martial artists from the Miyamoto family, and Yuan Suiyun, who was watching the battle, quickly judged what level Lu Yu's strength was at the moment.

The realm is still innate.

But the combat effectiveness has climbed at least two to three times.

If it is said that when the two met for the first time, Yuan Suiyun's original strength was 50 and Lu Yu was 1, then now Yuan Suiyun's strength is still 50, and Lu Yu has become 3 or even 5.

At this time, Yuan Suiyun still had the qualifications not to take Lu Yu in his eyes and crush Lu Yu's strength.

But he can't do it like last time, and he doesn't take Lu Yu in the slightest.

Let's take an analogy

It's like a black box with fifty small balls, originally forty-nine black balls and one white ball. If you reach out and grab the black ball, you'll get five million, and if you catch the white ball, you'll die.

I believe that the vast majority of people will not hesitate to gamble.

After all, the probability of catching the white ball, in a mathematical sense, is definitely a small probability event, and in reality, it is even negligible.

But if there are only forty-five black balls in the black box, and there are five white balls, most people will think about weighing it for a long time before deciding whether to catch it or not.

That is to say, the current Lu Yu, if he uses many factors such as the right time, place and people, plus the luck against the sky, he already has the strength to make the original Suiyun ditch capsize.

Although this probability is still very low, it is mathematically possible.

Except for Lu Yuyuan, more than half of Suiyun's attention was actually on the woman behind Lu Yu.

He couldn't see it, but he could feel her breath, he could feel that she was a woman, and even her height, her weight, the rate of her breathing, and her heartbeat every minute were all clearly presented in Yuan Suiyun's mind.

Only

I can't see her strength clearly.

He didn't even know whether this woman was an ordinary person or a martial artist.

For a martial arts saint of Yuan Suiyun's level, not feeling it is the greatest horror.

The battle between the fields has entered a white heat from the beginning.

Lu Yu strode forward, and the cold mountain wind blew on his face and hurt,

A knife swept through, tyrannical and incomparable, the three Miyamoto family warriors who came to intercept him had been cut into two by him, and the blood mist rose into the sky, and the three guys who were cut in half had not yet lost their breath, half of their bodies were tossed and rolled on the road, and the terrible screams tore their eardrums.

"Call you Baga, Baga your uncle, Baga your whole family!"

Lu Yu was bathed in the rain of blood, like a demon god.

Continue to move forward, draw the knife into the water, and the knife qi is vertical and horizontal.

So far, no one has been able to hold up a piece of Lu Yu's hand, and all the people who have faced him have died, and there is only one way to die, which has been cut in two by the waist.

Another swordsman caught up with Lu Yu, the knife in his hand spun rapidly, but he only took half a step forward, and a knife qi roared, a shallow thin line, sliding vertically from the Tianling cover, and then the blood spring gushed out, and the whole person was divided into two symmetrical halves, and the brains, internal organs, and intestines were all sprayed on the ground, steaming white.

Lu Yu rose up in the air and stepped on the top of the head of another swordsman who had not yet reacted, as if stepping on a watermelon, the swordsman's head suddenly exploded, and the blood mist mixed with white brains in the sky was in the air, Xiao Xiao was like rain.

Lu Yu didn't pause, he hurried forward, the Tiancong Cloud Sword in his hand turned from a stab to swing, a swordsman who raised a knife to swing at him was stabbed into the chest by Lu Yu, twisted hard, a splash of blood sprayed out, and then was cut in half by the long knife swinging horizontally, and the strong inertia made the swordsman who had lost the lower half of his body still churn freely in the air.

The sharpness of the Heavenly Cloud Sword, coupled with Lu Yu's amazing strength, made it the most efficient machine in the world.

Fighting with masters, Lu Yu is definitely not so powerful.

But compared to the abuse of vegetables, the speed at which Emperor Chen Qing kills people is only not as fast as Lu Yu.

Because in a battle that does not involve the rules of heaven and earth, there are actually only two things that determine the efficiency of killing.

Skill and strength.

And whether it is skill or strength, Lu Yu was already the top at that time, reaching the peak.

He's the most perverted vegetable mad in history!