When the light gradually dimmed, Lin Haofang saw that the previous light was not emitted from Ichiro Yamamura, but from a handful of **.

**It is more than one meter long, and the knife light on it can prove that it is extremely sharp, and it has the tendency to sharpen iron like mud.

Moreover, with the lessons of the past, Gu Lie's five fingers were injured by this seemingly ordinary **.

Obviously, bare hands are not Ichiro Yamamura's forte, so the knife is his ultimate killer weapon.

Lin Hao clearly felt that the comprehensive battle of Ichiro Yamamura with ** in his hand had been raised to a higher level, and the next battle would definitely not be as easy as before.

Yamamura Ichiro did not rush to attack, but closed his eyes and spoke in a language that Lin Hao did not understand.

"What the hell is this guy talking about? Is it a mantra? Lin Hao said impatiently in his heart.

"Huh!" At this moment, Yamamura Ichiro Huo Ran opened his eyes, and a strange aura appeared on him in an instant.

Yamamura then dragged the ground with a knife in his hand, and drew a deep knife mark.

Ichiro Yamamura moved, and came with a knife in one hand with the power to cut through the air, very quickly and violently.

In contrast, Lin Hao would never dare to touch this ** with his bare hands easily, so all he could do at present was to carefully observe its position and make another plan.

"It's coming!" Lin Hao let out a low roar and responded to Ichiro Yamamura's rushing offensive.

Lin Hao's right leg bent back, and as he bent his whole body and leaned back, the ** in front of him was less than an inch away from his eyelashes.

"Whew!" In the end, this ** did not hit Lin Hao and cut the air above in half.

The matter was not over yet, and a hair close to half the length of a little thumb quietly fell on the tip of Lin Hao's nose. This hair is not anyone's, it is indeed Lin Hao's, it is the hair that was cut off by **.

Seeing this, Lin Hao had no doubt that if the action just now was even a few tenths of a second slower, then it would definitely be his head that fell.

"Haha, the young Zhina man, the reaction is not bad, but it was just a warm-up just now, and the show is only starting now, let's take it!" Ichiro Yamamura was not disappointed by this, but became more and more excited.

As soon as he spoke, Ichiro Yamamura suddenly raised his **, and this time he wanted to split it in half from Lin Hao's head.

Lin Hao's reaction speed, which had eased up, did not belong to Yamamura Ichiro at all, and his body twisted ** and slashed down at the position he was standing just now.

"Haha, interesting, come again!" Yamamura Ichiro laughed and continued to attack more violently and brutally.

Yamamura Ichiro clenched ** and suddenly made a strong effort, and suddenly divided the samurai's sword shadow knife into two under a strong force, and then divided it again, and finally Lin Hao's eyes were all **'s sword shadow.

This may seem incredible, but it can really play a role in confusing people's eyes on the premise of being fast enough.

To put it simply, Ichiro Yamamura was extremely fast, as fast as lightning, and attacked all parts of Lin Hao's body.

Lin Hao lowered his head, bent over, and leaned back, all of which were completed in less than a second, and one can imagine how maddening Ichiro Yamamura's speed was.

Ichiro Yamamura wields the knife extremely fast, Lin Hao's escape speed is faster, if the two are not engaged in a life-and-death battle, then with the movements of the two can be called world-class gymnastics movements.

Lin Hao was forced to retreat one after another, which was helpless, because the former had no good chance to counterattack without grasping.

And Yamamura Ichiro's hideous face was like a hungry wolf, eager to pounce on Lin Hao, open his blood basin, eat his flesh, and drink his blood.

"Escape! There is a kind of escape, you will be chopped sooner or later! Ichiro Yamamura said arrogantly.

"No, if I continue like this, when my strength runs out and my movements are slower, then I will let him fish and meat, and I will launch a counterattack!" Lin Hao didn't care about Ichiro Yamamura's ridicule, but his head became very clear in the battle, and he looked for a breakthrough.

Lin Hao was not disappointed, Ichiro Yamamura's attack was not constant, he would habitually stay for half a moment the moment he withdrew the knife, then this time was enough for him to fight back.

"That's it, get out of here!" Lin Hao shouted sharply after aiming at the opportunity.

Before the words fell, Lin Hao punched with lightning speed, and the punch completely smashed into Yamamura Ichiro's chest.

"Ahh Ichiro Yamamura screamed miserably, but at the same time, he gently cut Lin Hao's arm by inertia.

Ichiro Yamamura didn't expect Lin Hao to have the courage to fight back, and Lin Hao didn't expect that the other party could still hurt him in this situation.

Fortunately, at this time, the two were temporarily separated, and Lin Hao immediately checked the injury on his arm, but fortunately, the wound was not deep and there was no major problem.

It is said that Dongying's life is different from ordinary people, and Ichiro Yamamura actually looked at the blood on the ** and showed an extremely excited expression.

What is even more surprising is that Ichiro Yamamura actually stretched out his tongue to lick the blood on the ** and swallowed it into his abdomen.

Perverted, Lin Hao can only use this word in his heart to describe what Ichiro Yamamura did.

"Boom! The taste of blood is delicious, so let's see the blood shadow of the mountain village family! After drinking blood, Ichiro Yamamura said this paragraph that Lin Hao couldn't figure out.

"A bloody sword?" Lin Hao was stunned, and then couldn't help shouting these five words.

"Yes, this is Dongying's long-lost mastery, and no one else knows about it except our family, because everyone who knows it is dead, haha! You are honored to be able to see this martial art later, but you will die after seeing it! ”

Ichiro Yamamura's expression now says that there is no one in his eyes, and there is no one in his eyes, as if he sees himself as the master here.

After receiving the order, Lin Hao was incredibly Ichiro Yamamura, who had lost his conscience to the point of wiping his tongue with **.

You must know that this ** is enough to sharpen iron like clay, so there is no doubt that Ichiro Yamamura's tongue has been cut, and his blood is stained with the whole **.

The really scary person is not how cruel he is to others, but that he is so perverted that he is super cruel to himself, and Ichiro Yamamura is such a perverted character.

"The mountain village family! The blood shadow is a knife flow! Appear! Yamamura Ichiro finished speaking, and suddenly the whole ** emitted a bloody red light.

Not only ** is blood red, Ichiro Yamamura's hair, eyes, nails and eyes are blood red.

In short, his whole body was blood-red, like a bloody man who had come out of hell.

Sheng didn't feel much fear when Lin Hao saw people, but the violent aura emanating from Yamamura Ichiro made him feel a little jealous.

"Is this his real strength?" Lin Hao was unusually dignified and asked himself.

"Okay, the summoning ceremony of the Blood Shadow Knife Flow has been completed, and the people of China can enjoy the death pleasure brought to you by the Blood Shadow Knife Flow!"

After speaking, Ichiro Yamamura moved, and in an instant, the atmosphere of the whole audience was rendered with a layer of devastated atmosphere.