Hearing Wu Yue's muttering, Lang Chuyun's heart was shocked, and he secretly thought that this guy not only detected the enemy in advance, but also accurately identified the identity of the other party! I thought that in terms of induction, I was only slightly inferior to him, but I never expected it to be so much worse!

At this moment, Lang Chuyun finally understood the meaning of Wu Yue's sentence 'you come or I come'. What he asked was not actually the warrior of the Wa Kingdom in front of him, but the master behind him, the first swordsman of the Wa Kingdom, the Shuiyue Sect!

Thinking about this, Lang Chuyun smiled bitterly on his face, took half a step back, and signaled that he had no intention of making a move.

When the Japanese warriors rushed out of the water, there was a pause in the shouts on the deck, and the white-haired man Qi Bo, who had asked Wu Yue before, pulled out his weapon and stabbed the enemy in the back of the heart.

The man didn't look at the attacking blade, and when he was in the air, he pulled out the sword at his waist and slashed it reflexively, only to hear a clear sound from Zheng, Qi Bo fell back to the deck with a painful cry, and fell back several steps in succession, obviously suffering a lot of losses.

Hindered by this, the warrior spun in the air, unloaded the strength of the knife, and then put his toes on the railing a little, and pounced on Lian Xiuxiu and Qin Mengyao like a lion fighting rabbit again.

The long and narrow knife as thin as a piece of paper exuded a murderous aura, so cold that it taught people's blood to coagulate, and with this momentum alone, it was no weaker than the strong man at the end of the black list.

Although Lian Xiuxiu was not shocked, she stood the world's number one swordsman in her right hand, and in her left hand stood a peerless demon who destroyed Nujiao Island with one move, such a powerful lineup, even if she did all the samurai of the Wa Kingdom, I am afraid it would be difficult to move her in the slightest.

Wu Yue caught a glimpse of the movement of the waves and clouds, and without saying a word, he took a step forward diagonally with his right foot.

There was a martial art between Qin Mengyao and Lian Xiuxiu, and the three of them combined had a distance of nearly two meters, but when this step was taken, the oncoming warriors of the Wa Kingdom couldn't help but change color.

A strange intuition rose in his heart, no matter whether he attacked Lian Xiuxiu or Qin Mengyao, he would expose the left or right ribs of the empty door under the eyes of the other party, but if he returned the knife and then cut Wu Yue, such a close distance, not to mention whether the change of tricks had any effect, it was a question of whether it was too late.

Such a natural way of dealing with it not only requires a very high level of kendo cultivation, but also an extremely familiar knowledge of the martial arts of the Wa Kingdom, otherwise it will be difficult to faintly block almost all of the opponent's offensive lines without making a single move.

"How is this possible?!"

Under the samurai's heart was shaken, the murderous aura condensed on the sword immediately became unstable, and his mind raced, and finally he chose to trust his instincts.

When he was less than a meter away from Wu Yue, he took a sharp breath of true qi, and his body circled to the side to avoid it. At the same time, the sword in his hand turned into a sweep, drawing an arc in front of him, not seeking to hurt the enemy, but only to protect himself.

It was only at this moment that Wu Yue took the left foot that followed.

Everyone on the deck felt a flower in front of them, as if they had shrunk into inches, and when they took the second step, the whole person somehow suddenly appeared behind the samurai, and the index finger of his left hand slipped out of the cuff, pointing at the back of the opponent's heart.

The moment the rabbit fell, the offense and defense had been reversed!

The warriors of the Wa Kingdom did not expect that Wu Yue was not only one dimension higher than him in the realm, but also threw him several streets away in his body method, such a strange and unparalleled speed, even the Water Moon Sect was inferior. At this moment, he couldn't borrow his strength in mid-air, so he could only adjust his knife posture slightly, and reflexively slashed at Wu Yue's neck, but he was ready to die with him.

Wu Yue laughed, and the stabbed index finger was retracted like lightning and placed on the side of his neck, while the spirit son was poured into the blood vessels and activated the static blood suit.

Bite!

The blade slashed on the fingers, but the sound of gold and iron sounded, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

"Succeeded?!"

The warrior of the Japanese Kingdom was secretly happy in his heart, his sword was not to kill Wu Yue, but to use the method of fighting for his life to grab a glimmer of life, so that he could retreat from the crisis.

At this moment, 'forced' Wu Yue to withdraw to defend, which was exactly what he wanted.

"Huh? Wrong! How does this sound look like a slash on a blade? Could it be that this guy has a dagger or something like that? Why didn't I notice it? ”

Several thoughts flashed through the samurai of the Wa Kingdom in his mind, and he raised his eyes to look at the other party, and suddenly the whole person seemed to be fixed in the acupoint, and he even forgot to retreat.

The sound of pumping came one after another, and everyone, including the waves and clouds, was stunned by this terrifying scene, and could hardly think.

How can flesh and blood match a sharp blade? And it's a finger that couldn't be more fragile!

Is this guy a human or a ghost?

"The knife is good, the momentum is also okay, the skill is so-so, Your Excellency wants to rob everyone of Xiuxiu with this alone, is it too long?"

The color in Wu Yue's eyes became thicker and thicker, and the index finger blocking the sword slowly turned, turning from the side of the knuckle to the front, on the deck where the needle could be heard, the fine sound caused by the friction was even more terrifying, making people shudder as if they were falling into an ice cave.

The samurai of the Wa Kingdom turned a deaf ear to Wu Yue's ridicule, and a shocking storm had already rolled up in his mind, leaving only one thought that kept flickering...... How could there be such a terrifying martial art in the world?

Before he could figure out what was going on, something even more terrifying happened!

I saw that the dark cyan stripes on Wu Yue's hand quickly faded and disappeared, and the erected index finger slowly bent down, and the back of the curved middle finger was clamped between the blade and gently pinched it......

Cha!

The snow-cold sword was as fragile as a mirror, and from the place where it was pinched by the fingers, it exploded into fine cracks and quickly spread to the entire blade.

These cracks seemed to be alive, and countless more slender forks ran out horizontally and vertically, and in a second or two, hundreds of tiny checkered patterns had taken shape. This was followed by the clanging of blades exploding to smithereens and falling on the deck.

Everyone was stunned again, and their jaws almost shattered.

If you just use your fingers to break the blade, most of the people present can do it easily, but Wu Yue doesn't use it, but pinch!

Moreover, the fragments that fell on the ground seemed to be measured with a ruler in advance, and except for a few irregular parts such as the tip of a knife, more than ninety percent were the size of a fingernail cover, almost the same!

What kind of majestic and domineering internal strength does this have, as well as millimeter-level control, to be so light and natural?

It's scary to think about!

Lang Chuyun's eyes narrowed into a slit, and he couldn't help but replace himself with Wu Yue in his heart, repeatedly deducing Fang Cai's scene, and finally shook his head and sighed helplessly.

Whether it is using the sharp blade of his fingers or crushing the entire knife, he can do it, but it is definitely not as perfect as Wu Yue's doing.

You must know that the place where Wu Yue's fingers touched was only one or two inches away from the tip of the knife, and the internal strength crossed the spine of the knife more than one meter long and passed to the blade, and it was perfect to shatter the knife into pieces of basically the same shape...... It was incredible, let alone put into action.

The samurai stood in place, his hands holding the bare hilts of his swords, as if he had lost his soul, and his eyes looked down at the debris on the deck.

After being silent for half a minute, I saw him snort suddenly, spurting out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and the whole person suddenly plummeted, and his expression was extremely depressed.

Not only that, the samurai only felt that the true qi in his body was scattered, like a wild horse rushing left and right in the meridians, but under the terrifying pressure of Wu Yue, he fell into the dilemma of going mad.

Wu Yue crushed his saber with one hand, and by the way, he also crushed all his pride.

A few days ago, he crossed the sea to the Central Plains with monstrous self-confidence, but he met an invincible opponent in the first battle, and the gap between heaven and earth dealt a big blow to his self-confidence, which was really incalculable.

"Sure enough, he is a figure as famous as Pang Ban and Lang Chuyun, Izumi Ichiro lost convincingly, but unfortunately he couldn't witness the decisive battle between the Water Moon Sect and Your Excellency, hey......"

With the last long sigh, Izumiichiro's eyes, ears, mouth and nose gushed out an astonishing line of blood, drooping his head, the meridians reversed, and he died of exhaustion.

Wu Yue was slightly stunned, followed by a deep disappointment.

I was going to see the sword technique of the Wa Kingdom in this world, and under the mutual confirmation of my own exterminator system, I learned from each other's strengths, but who knew that the other party's mentality was so poor, I couldn't accept a broken knife being destroyed, so what could I do?

But then again, with the paranoid thinking of the samurai of the Wakoku country, even if Izumi Ichiro didn't go mad, Bacheng would apologize......