Looking at Goggins lying in a pool of blood, Chenyang's eyes swept and secretly looked at the warrior who had killed him.

In the samurai's body, Chenyang sensed an extremely dangerous aura, and this feeling was stronger than ever.

This storm warrior was more sophisticated than other warriors in armor, and even inlaid with gold plates, glued together, and painted into a sixteen-petal golden chrysanthemum.

In Japan, this chrysanthemum pattern symbolizes the imperial family and is an exclusive totem belonging to the imperial family. Now it is carved into the armor of a storm warrior, which is enough to show that this warrior is not ordinary.

The samurai's gaze swept towards the morning sun, and he wore a menacing ghost mask on his face, with two holes in the eyes of the mask, in which milky white flames rose and burned.

In the ghost mask, some muffled voices sounded: "Disturb the Queen's sleeper, die!"

Before he could finish speaking, the Storm Samurai raised the weapon in his hand, and the weapon he held in his hand was not a katana, but a slender sword, the blade of which was so sharp that it was no ordinary weapon.

A sword slashed, and when the blade fell, it brought out a sharp sword wind, comparable to a sharp blade, leaving a slight scar on Chenyang's face.

Threads of blood flowed out of the wound and splashed on the ground, turning into blooming blood flowers.

The sword wind generated by just swinging the sword had such terrifying power, and Chenyang hurriedly withdrew to the side, waving the blade in his hand, trying to cut off the hideous ghost mask.

Before the Denota knife stabbed, a few centimeters away from the mask, he felt a transparent shield, blocking the attack of the blade.

Chenyang's gaze swept away, and he found that when the blade was swung, there was a disc hanging from the Storm Warrior's waist, emitting a grayish cold energy.

It seems to be this disc, unleashing a shield strong enough to withstand the slashing of the blade.

Chenyang's blow missed, and the Storm Warrior reacted in time, holding the sword with one hand, and swept with a sword, swinging a snow-white waning moon sword wind.

Chenyang's legs bent and rolled along the ground towards the side of the waning moon, narrowly avoiding the waning moon sword light.

The Storm Samurai missed a sword, followed by another sword, slashing at the half-crouched morning sun, as if it was wielding not a sword, but a mountain-opening axe. See 1 yarn 3 Chinese net

As soon as Chenyang stepped aside, avoiding the edge of the blade, the electric sword in his hand jumped with lightning, and stabbed out with a sword, pointing at the armor of the Storm Warrior.

The disc around the samurai's waist squeaked and swayed, and a knife stabbed out, stabbing once again into the air in front of the armor.

Chenyang's eyes couldn't help but notice the disk, it happened that the disk was shaking, and its other side was facing Chenyang, and suddenly a dazzling white light flickered.

Chenyang hurriedly closed his eyes, and his steps stepped back very quickly, worried that the Storm Warrior would take the opportunity to make a move.

In his heart, he was extremely surprised, and the disc that Chenyang noticed was not a disk, but an extremely exquisite bronze mirror.

This bronze mirror, like the sword in the samurai's hand, has extraordinary strength, and it is even better than the electric sword in Chenyang's hand.

Bronze mirrors, swords, royal chrysanthemums, storm warriors.

Chenyang combined several characteristics of a samurai in his heart, and a bold conjecture suddenly appeared in his heart.

The storm warrior in front of him is no one else, but the younger brother of Queen Himiko, that is, the rumored younger brother of Amaterasu, Susanoo.

According to historical records, after Himiko became the queen of Yamadai Province, she lived in the palace all the year round, never participated in political affairs, and was assisted by his younger brother in governing the country.

All the slaves and maids in the temple were women, and very few men appeared. The only man who could enter the temple was the man who delivered the food, and the only one who was Himiko's younger brother, Susanoo.

As soon as this conjecture appeared, Chenyang couldn't help but shout: "Susanoo!"

The Storm Warrior who swung his sword and slashed made a pause, as if he was thinking about something, and the next second the blade was still slashed.

Chenyang took advantage of this pause to escape from under the man's blade.

The sword in his hand should be the Sword of the Heavenly Clouds, also known as the Kusanagi Sword, and the bronze mirror on his waist is naturally the divine object of Amaterasu, the Eight Mirrors.

Chenyang was already convinced in his heart that the samurai in front of him was Himiko's younger brother, Susanoo. The wooden coffin that can allow Susanoo to guard for thousands of years, Chenyang doesn't have to guess, and he can guess who is inside.

It's just that I didn't expect that Himiko not only used the Storm Samurai as the tomb keeper, but also asked her younger brother to guard this ancient tomb for thousands of years.

In Chenyang's surprise, Susanoo swept out another sword, this sword slashed into the air, cutting out an obvious air blade.

The qi blade was maintained at the height of Chenyang's waist, filled with pure and violent sharp qi, and if it was not dodged in time, it was likely to be cut off by the waist.

Chenyang stepped forward, avoided the Qi Blade from the side, bent his body slightly, and held the Denota Sword in his right hand and rushed towards Susanoo.

On the shiny blade, a layer of electric light jumped, condensed on the tip of the knife, and stabbed out, this time the blade did not pierce the armor or mask.

Instead, it was stabbed on the mirror, and the surface of the mirror was not protected by a shield, and it was stabbed by the blade with a clang.

Susanoo's body flickered with a layer of white shield, and the blade in Chenyang's hand slashed out again, and the white light shield shook for a while, becoming a lot darker.

The treasure mirror on his waist was slashed twice, but Susanoo remained indifferent, accumulating strength in the Tiancong Cloud Sword held in his right arm.

In an instant, Susanoo's mouth let out a low roar, and the celestial clouds in his hand plunged into the ground, and suddenly a strong air flow vibrate.

Chenyang was shaken by the air current, his steps were unsteady, he staggered two steps, and retreated to a position of two meters to Susanoo's side.

The sword inserted into the ground was pulled out, and the blade was thrown out in a semicircular arc, and the flat and slender half-moon qi blade slashed out, leaving a sword mark on the ground with extremely fast speed.

Seeing the air blade sweeping in, Chenyang felt that it was difficult to dodge the qi blade, and his right arm suddenly changed into an ink shadow hand, and a black mist covered the blade.

With a wave of the ink-colored blade, it collided with the powerful qi blade, and the leaking air flow alone tore apart the clothes on the surface of the body, revealing Chenyang's strong muscles.

While the morning sun confronted the air blade, Susanoo chanted softly in his mouth, as if reciting some special spell.

With meaningless syllables echoing in the hall, a large amount of cold energy gushed out of the purple wooden coffin, fused into Susanoo's body.

Chenyang could clearly feel that a large amount of energy was missing in the coffin in an instant, and then it was quickly filled, like a vessel that contained a huge amount of energy, assisting Susanoo and guarding the dead queen in the coffin.

Susanoo, who fused with cold energy, let out a loud cry from his mouth, and the milky white flames in his eyes jumped, and the flames combined with the cold energy gradually changed into a gray-white corpse flame.

At the moment when the flames in his eyes changed, the momentum in Susanoo's body also changed, from the grandeur and domineering of a generation of kings to the fierce and bloodthirsty.

A cruel gaze swept at Chenyang, causing Chenyang to panic in his heart, as if he sensed that something bad was happening.

Susanoo raised the sword in his hand, stepped on the ground with his left foot, and suddenly hit Chenyang like a cannonball that was ejected, and the blade in his hand was slashed, a decisive and sharp sword.

Chenyang didn't have time to dodge, and he held the electric sword with both hands, and the horizontal bar was in front of the sword.

Suddenly, a terrifying force broke into Chenyang's body along the Electric Tai Knife, and rampage through the body.

Chenyang's figure retreated again and again, trying to unload this strength, and he retreated dozens of steps in a row before he could barely unload the strength.

"Poof!"

Chenyang suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face was as white as paper.

Susanoo stepped and reappeared in front of Chenyang, the blade of the sword in his hand had not yet been cut off, and suddenly a feathered arrow flew and hit the tip of the sword.

Under the impetus of this force, the blade shifted out of some positions, and Chenyang's body changed, and with this slight deviation, it was able to avoid the sword that slashed.

Chenyang hid at a relatively safe distance and wiped the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth to get a chance to rest.

His gaze swept around, to the owner who shot the feathered arrow, and finally stopped behind the large white veil, and saw a female figure walking quickly.

The man quickly appeared in the hall beyond the white veil, clutching a wooden bow in his hand, and shouted, "Chenyang, are you all right?"

Chenyang looked at Laura who appeared in front of him, and couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes, "Why did you come here, leave quickly, it's dangerous here!" ”。

"I'm not afraid of danger, I'm going to fight alongside you!" Laura replied, pulling the bowstring with one hand, and another feathered arrow was fired, stopping one of Susanoo's charges.

Susanoo's movements stopped, and the gray flame eyes looked at Laura, and the sky cloud in his hand was raised and lowered, as if he was hesitating to make a move on Laura.