Chapter 1389: The Power of Myth (Second Update)
In the face of Long Ziling's fierce bombardment, Ichiro Yamamoto could only be in a passive situation.
However, just when Ichiro Yamamoto resisted Long Ziling's sudden bombardment of his fists, he saw Ichiro Yamamoto's palm flip, and on his other hand, there was suddenly an extra cold light, stabbing towards Long Ziling.
Sting!
Hearing the sound of a rag, a tear was suddenly cut on the sleeve of Long Ziling's arm, revealing the white skin on Long Ziling's arm.
At the same time, I saw Ichiro Yamamoto, in addition to the slender katana on his right hand, there was an extra shorter knife on his left hand.
"You dare to sneak up on the old lady?"
Seeing Yamamoto Ichiro's hand, the sudden extra knife that attacked him, Long Ziling's face suddenly sank.
Fortunately, Long Ziling reached the peak of martial arts, and her skin and flesh were already comparable to gold and jade, Yamamoto Ichiro's sneak attack this time, except for cutting Long Ziling's sleeves, did not hurt Long Ziling at all.
"Soldiers are treacherous, you are taught in the Huaxia book!"
For the sneak attack, Ichiro Yamamoto seemed righteous and awe-inspiring.
"Then our Huaxia book, have we taught you what it means to find death!"
Long Ziling's face sank violently, her hands were clenched tightly, and she immediately let out a crackling bone explosion.
Boom! Boom!
Long Ziling, who was extremely angry, didn't say a word, just stepped out, and slammed his fists at Ichiro Yamamoto and smashed it down.
Roar!
It's just different from before, at this time, I saw Long Ziling, the blood was boiling, and the surging qi and blood immediately passed through the whole body, 108,000 pores, and directly vented out, forming a blood-colored dragon that was one zhang long behind Long Ziling.
"Blood Qi Transforms!" Seeing the blood-colored dragon that marked the pinnacle of martial arts behind Long Ziling, Yamamoto Ichiro's face changed slightly.
Roar!
At this moment, I saw that behind Long Ziling, the blood-colored dragon, roared fiercely, and its hideous claws, along with Long Ziling's fists, all towards Yamamoto Ichiro, slammed over.
Bang!
Ichiro Yamamoto knew that Long Ziling's move was powerful, and the katana in his hand was connected to the wrong knife, staggered in front of him, trying to block it, Long Ziling struck an angry blow.
Bang!
However, what Yamamoto Ichiro never expected was that Long Ziling's fists, under the blessing of the blood-colored dragon, more than doubled in power, and the two fists smashed on the katana and the Jiecuo knife, which immediately made two muffled sounds, Yamamoto Ichiro only felt that he was like being hit directly by a speeding train, and his internal organs were churning.
Click!
At the same time, I only heard the sound of two metal breaks, and then I saw that Ichiro Yamamoto, the katana and the knife that blocked Long Ziling's fists, bent together, and then broke directly like two pieces of scrap iron.
Bang!
Without the double knife to resist, Long Ziling's fists were even more unimpeded, and he hit Ichiro Nakamoto fiercely.
"Poof!"
Ichiro Yamamoto instantly spurted out a mouthful of blood from the boss, and the whole person was instantly smashed upside down and flew out, and after landing, he spurted out a mouthful of blood again.
Ichiro Yamamoto only felt that there was a tingling pain in his internal organs, and he knew that it must be the internal organs that had been injured.
"It's time to sneak up on the old lady!"
Long Ziling slammed her fists into each other, making a deafening sound, and at the same time, the blood-colored dragon behind her roared in the sky, as if a real dragon had descended.
"Mother, this little devil, chop up you and feed it to the dog!"
"Boom!"
However, in the face of Long Ziling being so strong, Ichiro Yamamoto, who was almost broken alive by Long Ziling, not only did he not have the slightest fear, but a cruel smile appeared on his face.
"She is worthy of being Tang Yi's woman, she is so powerful!"
"Humph!"
Hearing Ichiro Yamamoto say that he was Tang Yi's woman, Long Ziling suddenly showed a smug smile on her face, and then snorted coldly: "Don't think that if you shoot the old lady's fart, the old lady will not kill you, at most, she will not take you to feed the dog!"
"No! Your Excellency has misunderstood!"
I saw Ichiro Yamamoto glance at Long Ziling, but there was an extra blood-colored pill in his hand, which was thrown directly into his mouth.
"Your Excellency is so powerful, you won't waste this blood pill!"
"Blood Pill?"
Long Ziling's face changed slightly: "You are a member of the Blood God Sect!"
"The blood pill that the sect leader gave to you is the hope that all the remnants of Tang Yi can be eradicated in the next place, and you will be the first, but not the last!"
After taking the Blood Pill, Ichiro Yamamoto, who was originally seriously injured by Long Ziling, was covered in injuries, and he actually began to heal quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Not only that, Long Ziling could clearly feel that Ichiro Yamamoto's strength was actually starting to climb rapidly at an extremely rapid speed.
"Damn, this little devil is actually a member of the Blood God Sect, and what kind of blood pill has he eaten, it is not a good thing when he hears it, he must be killed quickly!"
Although she didn't know the specific effect of the blood pill, as soon as she saw the changes on the other party's body, Long Ziling knew that she couldn't delay, and immediately rushed out, the blood-colored dragon roared behind her, Long Ziling threw a punch, and the dragon claws were tightly attached to Long Ziling's fist, smashing towards Yamamoto Ichiro.
Obviously, Long Ziling is going to punch Ichiro Yamamoto.
Bang!
However, in the face of Long Ziling's punch, Yamamoto Ichiro actually did not dodge or dodge, but stretched out a palm, and directly resisted Long Ziling's punch.
"Damn it!"
Long Ziling scolded angrily, originally Ichiro Yamamoto couldn't take his punch at all, but now, not only did he take his punch very easily, but he was also like an iron hoop, grabbing Long Ziling's fist.
"Release!"
Long Ziling was furious, and raised another fist, just to smash it at Ichiro Yamamoto.
Call!
However, before Long Ziling's punch was thrown, I saw Ichiro Yamamoto, who was holding Long Ziling tightly, and with a fierce wave, Long Ziling's whole person was thrown out directly like a sandbag.
Bang!
Long Ziling, who was thrown out, instantly hit the Ancestral Witch Cave behind her, and the entire Ancestral Witch Cave was instantly shocked, at the same time, the blood-colored dragon behind Long Ziling collapsed instantly, and after landing on the ground, Long Ziling felt even more broken, and a trace of blood flowed from the corners of her mouth.
"It turns out that this is the power of martial arts mythology!"
At the same time, I saw that Ichiro Yamamoto, who was seriously injured, not only recovered from his injuries, but also exuded an extremely strong momentum all over his body.
Call!
Along with it, behind Ichiro Yamamoto, a huge shadow also began to condense rapidly.
"Grandma's, little devil, what kind of ability are you using drugs!"
Long Ziling scolded angrily, but when she saw the slowly condensing shadow behind Ichiro Yamamoto, she knew that something was wrong.
(End of chapter)