"Broken Mountain!"

Broken into the wind roared, the big knife in his hand became heavier, and the speed of his knife swing slowed down in the visual senses.

It's slow, it's slow.

It seems like it's going to stop.

But it's also very heavy.

But this is just a visual sensation, in fact, the knife is very fast and fierce.

It seemed like it could literally split a mountain.

Guihai and his face are surprisingly dignified, connoisseurs will know if there is one as soon as they make a move, and the wind is indeed very strong, and the strong is unexpected.

I did underestimate it before.

The katana was held horizontally, and the whole person was like a cheetah, and he took several steps back in succession, the tip of the knife slashing between his neck.

Dangerous and dangerous, people can't help but pinch a cold sweat.

The next moment.

His feet slammed into the ground, and he stopped his retreat and attacked quickly.

It shifts back and forth between stillness and movement, retreat and advance.

But it's all just a matter of lightning.

Sharp, cold katana came at a rapid pace.

Broken Chengfeng's eyes flashed with excitement like a beast, full of fighting intent, the blade reversed, and he roared: "Broken Wind!"

The voice did not fall.

The knife is changing, if the previous moment was fierce and heavy.

That moment is as elegant as the wind, pervasive.

Forcefully point into the sword momentum of Guihai and One, and give it a complete break.

As a last resort, he returned to the sea and could only retreat.

"Cut off the water!"

The momentum is unforgiving, and the sword momentum that breaks into the wind is changing, like an endless river falling from the sky, which is very terrifying.

Completely suppressed Guikai Kazuichi.

The ninjas of the island country who watched it had ugly faces, especially the people in the Ghost Pavilion, no one wanted to be defeated in the first game.

And it was defeated in the hands of Chinese warriors.

"Chengfeng's talent is really good, and if you carve it a little, you will make great progress, but your heart is a little worse, you need more guidance, and the Wind Breaking Gang will have to look at him in the future!"

Broken Madness said with a smile squinting his eyes.

Obviously, I am very satisfied with the performance of the broken wind.

But there are also requirements.

Duan Yan nodded and smiled: "He is just too impulsive, but he is definitely qualified and capable of leading the Broken Wind Gang!"

Ye Xiao also nodded here, the sword technique of Broken Chengfeng is very powerful, and there are not many people in the same level who can defeat him.

And his fighting style is changeable, as long as you get caught up in his rhythm, it's basically hard to win.

At the moment, Guihai Kazuichi is an example.

His strength was not weaker than that of Broken Chengfeng, but at this time, he had completely lost his own fighting style, and his defeat was decided.

Sure enough.

I saw that the broken wind forced a knife to retreat to the sea and one, and then the blade reversed and picked out obliquely from the bottom to the top.

Boom!

Kazuichi's katana did not hold it, flew far away and fell to the ground.

The next moment.

The big knife that broke into the wind rested on the neck of Guihai Kazuichi. Full of disdain, he said, "You lost!"

Guihai and his face were very ugly, and he turned around and left directly.

Originally, I wanted to be in the limelight, but now I have fallen on my head.

After defeating Guihai Kazuyi, the belligerent Cheng Feng naturally did not come down, and he shouted loudly: "Who dares to fight with me!"

The remaining two "Four Great Ghost Talents" in the Ghost Pavilion, you look at me, I look at you, and their eyes are a little flickering.

Their strength is in the middle of the same as Guihai and one.

They don't have much chance of going up and winning.

In case you lose, it's bad.

Of course, the target of Broken Chengfeng was not them, his eyes kept staring at Yamamoto Erki, his eyes were full of fighting intent, and he said loudly: "Come down and fight with me!"

With disdain at the corner of his mouth, Yamamoto Ermu slowly walked down from the high platform, looked at Duan Chengfeng and said: "Your strength is good, but compared to me, you are a baby who can just walk!"

"Don't talk big, take it!"

Broken Chengfeng's eyes were full of excitement, and he immediately took three steps into two steps, and the treasure knife was held horizontally and slashed out.

Snort!

The blade sliced through the air, turning into a miserable white sword and slashing towards Yamamoto Futaki.

Yamamoto Futaki's face was full of disdain, and his wrist swung out countless palm knives.

The palm knife came into contact with the knife, and the strong wind swept and the smoke and dust were everywhere.

Immediately, the knife shattered. The palm knife continued to swarm unrelentingly.

Broken Chengfeng's face froze, he took a step back, and then slashed down again with a knife full of strength.

Laugh at!

The palm knife was finally defeated.

Yamamoto Ermu put his hands behind his back and said lightly: "I don't need to use a knife to fight you, the palm knife is only five points of my strength, and it is enough to deal with you!"

"Humph!"

The battle intent in the eyes of the broken wind snorted coldly, and the sword qi condensed by the big knife condensed but did not gather, and the benefits did not disperse, which was extremely amazing.

Immediately, he took a step forward with a knife in both hands, and at the same time the big knife slashed down.

Thundered....

Any obstruction in the surrounding space and air was split, forming a huge knife curtain, five or six meters long.

Cut directly at Yamamoto Futaki.

It seemed like it was going to split him in half.

But I saw Yamamoto Ermu's right foot take a half step back, and immediately his eyes flashed, and his hands slashed out a lot of palm knives.

Directly defeat the knife curtain of Nuoda.

Immediately, the whole person pounced.

The two palms merged and clamped the treasure knife.

Broken Chengfeng's face froze, as if he couldn't believe it, and he roared angrily and wanted to pull out the treasure knife, but he couldn't move at all.

Yamamoto Ermu looked at Duan Chengfeng with great contempt, and said in a disdainful tone: "Now it seems that I look down on you, you can't even catch my palm knife!"

After speaking.

Kick out with a quick kick.

The chest that was breaking into the wind immediately flew upside down for several meters and fell heavily to the ground.

Blood spat from the mouth, mixed with fragments of internal organs.

The breath was sluggish, and the ribs in the chest were definitely broken.

The injuries are severe.

Broken madness stood up directly with a glare, and said angrily: "It's a good discussion, isn't it too much to make such a heavy hand?"

"Since it's a sparring, it's normal to be injured without an eye, and if you're injured, you can only blame yourself for being inferior to others, if it were me, I would think I deserved it!"

Yamamoto Futaki said with disdain on his face.

"That's right, don't come up if you can't afford to lose, pretend to be X, Huaxia's martial artists are like this, they were so arrogant just now, and now this is the same picture!"

.....

"Haha, Yamamoto Ermu is so powerful, he deserves to be the heir of the Yamaguchi-gumi, I believe that the Yamaguchi-gumi will get better and better in the future under his leadership!"

"Haha, I feel happy when I see our island people teach Chinese people a lesson, this is an island country, where is their turn to scatter wild clothes X!"

Duan Chengfeng's face was a little hideous and terrifying because of the pain, but those eyes flickered more and more, containing a strong fighting intent.

I struggled and wanted to fight again.

"Come down in the wind!"

Broken madness roared, he had no doubt that Yamamoto Futaki would be a killer after the fight.

Broken Chengfeng was unwilling, but he still walked down slowly.

provoked a burst of island ninjas to make sarcastic remarks and say all kinds of contemptuous words.

Easily defeated the broken wind, Yamamoto Ermu's face was surprisingly indifferent, as if he had just done something insignificant, and then his eyes fell on Ye Xiao, his face became cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Xiao Ye, you can roll up!"

(End of chapter)