In terms of skill, Yuan Ye is inferior to the sect master and Fujikawa-kun in the Broken Sword Flow Sect, but when it comes to the will to fight and fighting talent, he is the first person in the sect.

So knowing that Du Zhenyu was a descendant of Du Shen, Yuanye's performance was much stronger than Fujikawa's, he didn't escape, he only thought about fighting.

This is the true samurai.

For real samurai, Du Zhenyu did not hesitate to give due respect.

Du Zhenyu didn't play any empty-handed white blades, since he respected the other party, then use the sword.

Sword to sword, this is the real battle of warriors.

The indomitable courage of the wilderness is moving.

The founder of the broken knife flow, once a martial arts idiot, proficient in the world's knife techniques, but in the end met a martial arts alien, after the defeat, the knife was broken, but since then the martial arts have advanced, the achievement of a generation of grandmasters, so the school created, the broken knife as a symbolic weapon, the knife method taught is also extremely strong, there is no reason to retreat.

understands the mystery of the sect's sword method, so although Yuan Ye is young, he has the demeanor of a generation of grandmasters, and has mastered the essence of the broken knife flow, and his martial arts have naturally improved.

The broken knife was two feet and seven inches long, and it stabbed out, and the strong wind howled, leaving almost no room for it.

It's really a way of playing with no advance or retreat.

Du Zhenyu could have easily dodged, first avoiding his sharp energy, eliminating his essence, and then catching the flaw and controlling the enemy with a sword.

But he didn't.

He represents the martial arts of Huaxia Kingdom, this time he came to R country, but also to continue the legend of his father, in this case, how can he retreat, if he retreats, wouldn't it be a joke?

Du Zhenyu didn't retreat, nor did he advance, just stood quietly in place.

Long Shuang'er was a little more one-footed and withdrew from the battle area.

Advancing in a straight line, the tip of the knife roared with energy, the air was as sharp as a knife, making people's skin ache, and the field accelerated again halfway, and then the body suddenly jumped high, and the human knife was one, stabbing towards Du Zhenyu in the chest.

This momentum alone makes people's blood boil, Fujikawa not far away has a guilty face, and his heart is also sighing, until now he found out that his nephew has already surpassed him, and this courage also makes his heart a little blood boiling.

However, Fujikawa-kun is no longer young, he is old, and since he is old, he has less of the sharpness of his youth, and he has more ideas.

The broken knife flow has a wilderness, he is already deeply grateful, but the more this is the case, the more sad he feels in his heart, he understands that the wilderness king may have to fold here today, he turned his head and whispered softly to several teachers and nephews in R language.

The tip of the knife was almost to Du Zhenyu's chest, faintly covering the three key points on his chest, and even completely covering his head, face and retreat.

If he retreated, he would lose the opportunity, but he was not prepared to retreat.

The short sword stabbed out lightly, this sword, as soft as a lover's beckoning goodbye, but it stirred up the air to boil.

The swords collided, and the broken sword broke into two.

Yuan Yejun's face was expressionless, his feet fell to the ground, and he took a few steps back lightly, but he didn't panic at all, his expression was solemn, he changed to holding the knife in his right hand, took a step forward again, and stabbed towards Du Zhenyu.

Du Zhenyu's short sword was clicked again, and the broken knife was broken again, but Yuan Yejun's body did not retreat, and he raised the broken knife for the third time.

With a bang, the broken knife had been shattered into pieces, leaving only a touch of sharpness at the handle of the knife at the end, and at this time, the blade that had been shattered in the air before was suddenly stirred by a very strange aura, and then all shot towards Du Zhenyu.

The Heavenly Maiden scatters flowers!

At the same time, Harano-kun threw the hilt of the knife in his hand.

There was a loud squeak, a screeching sound of the blade grinding against the air.

Du Zhenyu was shrouded by a blade, and Yuan Yejun pounced on Du Zhenyu from behind a blade, like a moth to a fire, as if he was sending him to death, and like a lover throwing himself into his arms.

His face was slightly solemn, and Du Zhenyu's short sword drew a circle in the air.

Then ripples began to appear in the air, and those shattered blades were gathered into a ball, finally stopping at the tip of Du Zhenyu's sword.

And at this time, Fujikawa-kun suddenly moved, his right foot was on the ground a little, his body was like a sharp arrow, he waved the broken knife in his hand and threw himself at Du Zhenyu.

At the same time, the four Broken Sword Stream disciples behind him suddenly turned around and attacked Long Thirteen behind him.

Long Shuang'er finally moved, and his body soared into mid-air, and then intercepted Fujikawa-kun.

Du Zhenyu's face was as usual, as if he didn't care about these changes at all, and with a shake of the short sword, those gathered blades suddenly spread out, and shot in the opposite direction of the oncoming Yuan Yejun.

It's still a goddess scattering flowers!

But this time, it dispersed faster and more violently!

There was a trace of despair in Yuan Yejun's eyes, but there was a faint trace of amazement and satisfaction on his face, he opened his arms, did not dodge or dodge, and continued to pounce towards Du Zhenyu.

But the next moment, Yuan Yejun's body paused in the air, Du Zhenyu's sword had already pierced his throat, and the vital part of his chest was full of blades.

The satisfied smile on Yuan Yejun's face became more and more obvious, he looked at Du Zhenyu, smiled reluctantly, his throat shook, but he couldn't speak.

Du Zhenyu put away his sword and retreated slightly.

Yuan Yejun's body fell to the ground, but it didn't fall, there was only a small wound in his throat, and the blood didn't spurt, just slowly oozing out.

The sword wound in his throat was not deep, nor was it necessarily fatal, but the blades in his chest cut off his life.

Du Zhenyu didn't want to ruin his promise, he wanted the other party to die decently, he showed mercy under the sword, this kind of death, at least it won't look too bloody and cruel, and it will look a lot better.

Yuan Yejun looked at Du Zhenyu and said a sentence slowly.

"Thank you."

Then he slammed to the ground, his eyes closed, and died without any regrets.

At the same time that Du Zhenyu stabbed Nakano-kun, Fujikawa-kun, who rushed over, was finally intercepted by Long Shuang'er, and the two fought four or five tricks in the air, and then they both landed.

After landing, Long Shuang'er's body shook slightly, but Fujikawa-kun retreated again and again, almost falling to the ground.

Seeing that Yuan Ye finally fell to the ground and died, Fujikawa-kun suddenly shouted out a sentence of R with a sad and angry face, and then pounced on Du Zhenyu.

The wilderness is the hope of the future of the Broken Knife Flow, and now that the wilderness is dead, he doesn't know how to explain to the sect when he goes back, so he can only fight to the death.

At this time, Fujikawa-kun had a hint of the blood that a samurai should have, but he was still intercepted by Long Shuang'er.

Long Shuang'er's idea is very simple, Fujikawa and others are far inferior to Yuanye, how can they be qualified to let Du Zhenyu make a move?

Even if it was Yuan Yejun, if Du Zhenyu hadn't given him a chance, Long Shuang'er would have felt that there was nothing outstanding in it.

In her opinion, the people of the R country deserve to die, as Du Zhenyu said, this nation is a group of unfamiliar mad dogs, give a little color, will want to fight back and bite the former owner, this kind of dog breed, that is also a vicious dog, it is also a bad dog, naturally want to kill it and then quickly, and to kill the dog, what means do you need to talk about? Do you need to talk nonsense?

So she doesn't talk nonsense, just a strong rush!

After more than ten moves, Fujikawa-kun has several colors on his body.

In fact, Long Shuang'er could have slashed Fujikawa under the sword a long time ago, but since he was killing such a vicious dog, he couldn't let the other party die so easily.

There are many kinds of death, but they must not be allowed to die well.

Harano-kun is an exception, because there is always something to be gained in him.

Fujikawa-kun was also red-eyed, not afraid of death, and constantly charged at Long Shuang'er, but his skills were indeed far from Long Shuang'er, so everything was in vain.

New wounds kept appearing on his body, but they weren't fatal, they just kept bleeding.

The chest, arms, thighs, and most often the face, were all wounds.

His whole body became a bloody person, and with the loss of blood, his qi and blood began to become weak, his movements became slower and slower, and he could fall to the ground at any time.

At this time, Du Zhenyu was holding the short sword obliquely, and the blood on the sword body had been dried.

Let's go back to the four disciples of the Broken Sword Stream, who had been instructed by Fujikawa-kun to bring the secret of Du Zhenyu's identity back to the Evil Dragon Dao, and then further spread it to the Holy See.

This news was too shocking, so Fujikawa-kun played wishful thinking and used his own and Yuanye-kun's lives to contain Du Zhenyu and Long Shuang'er.

The four masters should have enough chances to win against Long Thirteen and one people.

If you can kill Long Thirteen, it is naturally the best, even if you can't kill it, at least you can hit the opponent hard, and then escape separately, today's sacrifice is not in vain.

It's a pity that Fujikawa-kun underestimated the fierce combat power of Long Thirteen, if he knew that Dragon Thirteen was a shadow dragon with the title of the king of killers, maybe he wouldn't think about using death to contain Du Zhenyu and Long Shuang'er, he could be shameless, he could not be backbone, he could not be a warrior, and he would also bring the news back.

But the reality is that there are no ifs, no ifs, and no luck.

The four disciples turned around and slaughtered Long Thirteen with a fierce attitude, but the latter only smiled coldly, and the corners of his mouth were involved in a hint of mockery.

If he can't even deal with these four disciples, then is he still a shadow dragon? Is it still a disciple that Du Feng carefully cultivated back then?

At this time, Long Thirteen suddenly remembered the past when he traveled east with the old owner to the R country, and those old pieces flashed in his mind one by one like a marquee, his blood began to boil, and his murderous aura began to thicken.

Unfolding the dagger in his hand, Long Thirteen did not dodge or dodge, and rushed towards the four disciples.

In less than a minute, two masters of the Broken Knife Flow were wiped by him.

So Fujikawa-kun yelled in R, in fact, he asked the remaining two to stop making senseless sacrifices and run for their lives!

But Long Thirteen would not give the two of them a chance, seeing that the two were separated, one left and one right rushed towards the dense forest, he chased after the disciple on the left without panic, and at the same time, with a raised left hand, a sleeve arrow shot at the disciple on the right side of Lu.

As soon as the disciple on the right heard a strong wind behind him, he immediately shook his body and wanted to dodge the hidden weapon, but as soon as he moved, he found that his knee hurt and fell from the air.

Long Thirteen's internal strength is profound, and the speed of this Hidden Arrow is too fast, and it is not something he can handle.

At the same time, the disciple who rushed to the dense forest on the left only felt that the strong wind was howling behind him, and he knew that Lu Dao could not escape death, and he was also ruthless, and wanted to drag Long Thirteen with death, so he turned back his body in mid-air, waved his right hand violently, and the broken knife came towards Long Thirteen as a hood.

Long Thirteen snorted coldly, and the dagger grazed a belt on the broken knife, and the broken knife was picked up, and then his right leg kicked the opponent down.

A scream rang out.

This disciple landed on the ground, and it was difficult to get up.

This kick is really ruthless!

The real cut off children and grandchildren, but this is not important, when a person dies, the same can be cut off from children and grandchildren, and there is no need to abolish the following.

Long Thirteen approached the disciple in a moment's time, and then gently wiped the dagger over the other's neck.

At the same time as the blood splashed, Long Thirteen had already fled, and the two of them jumped in front of the injured disciple on the right.

The disciple stared at Long Thirteen with fearful eyes, wanting to retreat, but his right leg was broken but he couldn't move, he tried to move, and immediately his face was covered with sweat like rain, his face was painful, and his eyes flashed with fierce light, he grabbed the broken knife on the ground and slashed at Long Thirteen's legs.

But as soon as the figure in front of him flickered, Long Thirteen lost his trace.

Immediately after, the disciple felt his neck being grabbed, and then with a click, his neck was twisted off by Long Thirteen.

Now it's okay, face back, there was a direct rotation of three hundred and sixty degrees, he actually didn't die immediately, staring at Long Thirteen, this disciple's eyes began to despair, his body trembled wildly, and finally stopped moving.

Fujikawa-kun, who was still fighting to the death, saw that the general trend had gone, his heart was broken, and his grief and indignation were inexplicable, and he no longer attacked Long Shuang'er, but picked up the knife and stabbed him in the lower abdomen.

He wants to disembowelment!

Long Shuang'er's body shot at the lightning, and the dagger stabbed down on Fujikawa's wrist holding the knife, and then another dagger directly cut Fujikawa-kun's throat.

If you want to commit suicide, how can it be so easy!

At this time, Long Shuang'er's face was evil, and the red light in her eyes was faintly flashing, obviously killing a little up, and her tyrannical mood had reached the extreme.

Du Zhenyu was secretly moved on the side.

Beautiful women are actually terrible!

He sighed a little, Long Shuang'er at this time, and the temperament of usually stripping naked on the bed, is like two people!