Fujikawa Jiro was startled, his body retreated violently, his right foot was a little on the branch, his body changed direction strangely, his body rose to the sky, Xiangyou flew sideways, only to see his body rise sharply, he had reached the top of the tree, his feet kept crossing the top of the tree, and his body shot away.

Swell!

The sword qi was violent, the branches were cut off by the sword qi, flying in all directions, Du Zhenyu's move missed, his body was also tall, and the Shenlong Nine Transformation Method unfolded, like a meteor catching the moon, chasing Fujikawa Jiro in the distance.

A black figure followed, with a smart body, like a Nine Heavens Divine Dragon, and the body was the same as Du Zhenyu's, chasing down the two.

Needless to say, this is naturally Dragon Frost.

She has been following Du Zhenyu closely, the latter has taken care of her, and she doesn't need her to do anything, but she is Du Zhenyu's woman, and she is the personal guard that Long Bo found for Du Zhenyu, and her duty is to protect the safety of the young master, so she can only keep up.

Although Fujikawa Jiro has not yet fought with Du Zhenyu, but with this light skill, it shows his strong skills, she believes in Du Zhenyu, but she does not dare to have the slightest slackness, and does not allow herself to have the slightest mistake.

Slaying the dragon jihua is in full swing, the back mountain of the farmhouse has become the main battlefield of the battle, if there is no heavenly dragon will appear, it is difficult for the dragon group to achieve victory, just one Fujikawa Jiro, it has already made the dragon group to return in vain, and return with a feather, this is still the most haode result, and it is even very likely that it will suffer the fate of all annihilation.

But now with the group of masters of the Tianlong Group, when the decisive battle is held, there will be nothing to do with the Dragon Group, and Xue Feng, who ranks seventh on the God of War List, lost in one move, which is enough to explain the problem, he originally had a fighting strength with these masters of the Evil Dragon Dao, and even more skilled than the martial arts of most of the masters of the Evil Dragon Dao, but unfortunately he met Fujikawa Jiro and was injured in one move.

Xue Feng watched his comrades-in-arms dry and had almost nothing to do, and the battle had already developed in a one-sided situation, almost a few rounds, and the people of the Evil Dragon Dao suffered heavy casualties.

The members of the Tianlong group have extremely high martial arts, all of them are first-class masters in the rivers and lakes, but they are ruthless, and they hardly leave a living, and they seem to hate these widows.

Xue Feng originally wanted to leave some alive in order to use diplomatic means to discredit R's country, but unfortunately the members of the Tianlong Group would not listen to his orders, and he was even embarrassed to speak.

If you can't beat people, why ask for it?

At this time, Xue Feng was really hit, and then he knew that the world was so big, it was really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, and he admired Du Zhenyu even more.

He saw Du Zhenyu and Long Shuang'er chasing after Fujikawa Jiro, just a brilliant light skill, which made him out of reach, thinking that he was not able to challenge Du Zhenyu yesterday, he felt a face panicked.

Fujikawa Jiro was a first-class skill, and he flew quickly from the top of the tree, only to see the gray shadow flashing, and he had already swept out a few feet away, and soon disappeared into the back mountain.

However, behind him, there were always two figures following closely, no matter how hard he exerted, he couldn't really get rid of it, and he even felt that the master chasing behind him didn't seem to have done his best, as if he was deliberately tailgating.

For this mission, Fujikawa Jiro has never pinned half hope on others, to become the first master of the young generation in R country, he has the capital of pride, because of pride, so he looks down on others.

So knowing that there was an ambush in the back mountain, he still decided to break through to the back mountain, and the others would die, he had confidence in himself, believing that he would be able to escape, and as long as he could escape, it would not have any impact on Jihua the day after tomorrow.

The high-level of Huaxia Kingdom is surrounded by masters to protect him, he is still not worried, he believes that he can complete jihua, killing, destroying, this kind of thing is too easy for a real master.

But he didn't expect that the two masters behind him would chase after him, and he couldn't get rid of it with all his might.

Can't get rid of the poop.

His idea was simple.

After running for nearly half an hour, Fujikawa Jiro saw an unnamed river in front of him, and the riverside was a green meadow, mixed with unknown flowers, and the moonlight was thick, and the trees on both sides of the river were sprinkled with a silver light.

The breeze blows, and it's extremely cool.

He stopped, and slowly turned.

The lawn here is quite large, a full acre, and there is a dense forest nearby, which is easy to leave.

So this is the place he chose for the decisive battle.

With one enemy and two enemies, he is full of pride and strong fighting spirit.

The master chasing behind him can be seen from the light skill alone, and it is definitely not easy to match, that is the real master.

But what about the masters?

Are there still fewer masters who kill themselves?

He stood quietly by the river, the long sword in his hand unsheathed, but the killing intent had already overflowed.

Du Zhenyu and Long Shuang'er stood side by side in front of Fujikawa Jiro, about twenty meters apart.

The distance of twenty meters is already a safe distance for ordinary people, but they are not ordinary people, but real masters of martial arts, so this distance does not affect the killing moves of both sides.

He is worthy of being the number one master!

Du Zhenyu sighed in his heart.

This light skill is indeed very clever!

But what about the masters?

Du Zhenyu sneered in his heart: Lao Tzu killed the master, the master of the evil dragon road!

Long Shuang'er held the dagger in both hands, hid the dagger on her wrist, gently put her hands on the brim of her pants, her eyes were murderous, and she stared at Fujikawa Jiro opposite.

Because she received a mountain village education since she was a child, she has a natural hatred for the people of R.

When she saw Fujikawa Jiro, she couldn't control her killing intent.

She wanted to rush over and slash Fujikawa Jiro under the knife, but Du Zhenyu couldn't act without giving the order.

"Young master, let me come!"

Long Shuang'er proposed to Du Zhenyu.

"Nope. You can sweep the battle for me. Du Zhenyu refused, licked his lips, and stared at Fujikawa Jiro opposite, like a hungry wolf seeing a sheep, like a hungry man seeing food.

"I finally met a master, how can I let Shuang'er go on an adventure?!"

Du Zhenyu's heart began to beat wildly, he felt very excited, the speed of the true qi in his body gradually accelerated, and the short sword in his hand also trembled slightly, as if he wanted to get out of the sheath and drink blood immediately.

If it is really a sword, it has already communicated with Du Zhenyu.

Du Zhenyu wants to kill people, it wants to suck blood.

Since you want to kill people, you don't need to talk nonsense.

Fujikawa Jiro's sword was slowly drawn, his hands were held high above his right shoulder, and then he began to rush towards Du Zhenyu, his feet were in broken steps, the pace was extremely fast, and almost only the afterimage of his legs could be seen.

The distance of twenty meters was shortened to ten meters in the blink of an eye.

The short sword in Du Zhenyu's hand trembled even more, Du Zhenyu took a deep breath, pressed the scabbard with his left hand, the short sword jumped out, grabbed the hilt of the sword, Du Zhenyu finally began to sprint, and at the same time raised the short sword, a crisp dragon roar sounded, Du Zhenyu's short sword had been swung, and a domineering sword qi was formed like lightning, sweeping towards Fujikawa Jiro who rushed over.

Fujikawa Jiro's sword finally fell, and a chilling sword qi was also generated, and then the two qi met in the air, making a crisp bang, and the energy collided and overflowed, blasting the grass on the ground, and countless broken leaves and remnants flew in the air.

One is the first master of the younger generation in country R.

One is the owner of the legendary Dragon Villa.

The two are about to meet good talents, and chess is an opponent.

In the blink of an eye, the two collided in one place and each launched a scramble.

The moves were like electricity, the wind was howling, and the two fought fiercely, but there was not much sound of swords colliding, more of a pop sound when the energy roared and collided.

The two of them made a very fast move, fortunately it was Long Shuang'er who was watching from the side, if they were to change others, those with slightly worse vision, they could hardly see the figures of the two of them, and they could only see two afterimages intertwined.

The battle was fierce, and nearly a hundred moves passed in a blink of an eye, and it was difficult to tell the winner.

Suddenly there were black shadows moving in groups in the distance, and soon, the black shadows were approaching, the strong wind fell, and all the members of the Tianlong Group found the scene.

Du Long led the members of the Tianlong Group to come to the rescue, this was all an instinctive reaction, seeing Long Shuang'er standing on the side watching the battle, they didn't move, they all stood aside and didn't interfere.

Seeing the battle between Du Zhenyu and Fujikawa Jiro, a group of members of the Tenryu Group were secretly frightened.

Fujikawa Jiro's martial arts are far higher than them, maybe they can slash the other party under the knife at the cost of hurting a few people, but if they fight alone, no one is Fujikawa Jiro's opponent.

It was only at this time that the members of the Tianlong Group were really convinced by Du Zhenyu, and the eyes that looked at Du Zhenyu were extremely respectful.

Fujikawa Jiro saw with the rest of his eyes that so many people from the Tenryu Group had rushed to the scene, and he had excellent vision, and he could accurately judge the depth of these people's martial arts just from the light skills of these people.

Because of this, he was shocked in his heart.

And he was only slightly distracted, Du Zhenyu suddenly let out a long roar, like a dragon chanting for nine days, extremely arrogant, the moves in his hands accelerated, and the sword bodies collided, making a crisp sound.

The figures separated, and the two sides retreated sharply, once again ensuring a distance of nearly twenty meters.

Du Zhenyu's forehead was slightly sweaty, and his face was solemn.

Fujikawa Jiro was sweating profusely, the gray robe already had two sword wounds, and blood soaked through the clothes, and the people present were all masters of the house, and their night vision ability was extremely strong, and they could see it really.

In the first round of the fight, Du Zhenyu had the upper hand.

Fujikawa Jiro has gradually shown his defeat, but his face has not changed much, it seems that there is no one else in his eyes, he just stared at Du Zhenyu, with a holy face, slowly raised his hand, changed to holding the sword with both hands, and raised it above his head.

His sword has been broken into two, in fact, his sword is also a sharp arrow, the material is good, but when he encountered the divine weapon in Du Zhenyu's hand, he hit it hard several times, and was finally cut off by the short sword.

The broken sword is more like a knife at this time, a broken knife.

Seeing the gesture of Fujikawa Jiro raising his knife, Du Zhenyu's heart was shocked.

Broken knife flow!

I didn't expect Fujikawa Jiro to not only be superb in swordsmanship, but also so proficient in swordsmanship.

Fujikawa Jiro's momentum actually climbed steadily, the grass under him seemed to be raging by a strong wind, all of them seemed to fall in front of him, several unknown wildflowers were broken, and a pine tree behind him suddenly had no wind and automatically, and pine needles fell, gradually increasing, and finally formed a strange scene of pine needles dancing in the air.

Du Zhenyu's expression also looked serious, the short sword in his hand was psychic, it had quieted down, and he didn't scream anymore, he slowly pointed the short sword diagonally to the ground.

Yes!

Fujikawa Jiro's right foot kicked the ground, and the broken steps unfolded again, his body was like the wind, and he rushed towards Du Zhenyu.

His momentum was furious, and he seemed to be able to destroy everything in front of him with a single sword, and that kind of momentum that swallowed the sky and the earth made Long Shuang'er's face change.

She was confident that she could take the trick, but it would come at a cost.

Du Zhenyu was quiet and peaceful, his feet did not move, but the internal force of his whole body surged to his right hand, and then pained along the sword body to the tip of the sword.

The short sword seemed to be a little excited, and began to moan softly, and after the true qi was highly compressed, the tip of the sword began to tremble wildly.

Du Zhenyu's right hand suddenly stabbed obliquely to the ground and picked it up at will.

Rumble!

A large crater was directly blasted out of the ground, more than a meter long and wide, and countless pieces of dust and broken grass shot towards Fujikawa Jiro, flying all over the sky, and almost no one was seen.

Between Du Zhenyu and Fujikawa Jiro, a turbid air flow was formed, in which there was a murmur of pine needles, fragments of dead leaves, and countless fresh dust.

Du Zhenyu's body moved with the sword, and his body suddenly rushed towards the air current.

Phew!

There was a soft sound, there was no sound in the airflow, Du Zhenyu went in quickly, and came out also quickly, his sword body was already stained with blood, and the blood was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, being sucked into the sword body, and the air was filled with a fishy smell, and there was also some foul smell.

Du Zhenyu's face was very serious, he raised the text message in his hand, whispered softly, and slowly let the short sword return to its sheath.

The air flow finally disappeared, and everything in front of him was gone, suddenly fading away like a phantom.

Long Shuang'er and the members of the Celestial Dragon Group widened their eyes, almost unable to believe their eyes.

Fujikawa Jiro, who was still domineering just now, had fallen to the ground at this time, his body was cut into two by Du Zhenyu's sword qi, the left and right halves of the body were a meter apart, and the ground was covered with internal organs and blood, Fujikawa Jiro's eyes were wide open, his eyes were not closed, and his eyes were full of infinite fear and awe.

Du Zhenyu stood quietly not far in front of the members of the Tianlong Group, a wind blew, Du Zhenyu's hair moved with the wind, but his body was motionless, like a god of war.