On the battlefield, the battle between Xu Fu and Tanaka Jiro was like a battle for the pinnacle of martial arts, with thunder and lightning intertwined, and heavy rain like a note, pushing this life-and-death battle to a new climax.

Xu Fu Changge swung it, the golden rays flickered, and his offensive was like a raging storm, extremely fast.

His body is extremely flexible, and he shuttles through the rainy night like a ghost, and every swing is a fatal blow.

Jiro Tanaka is as steady as Tarzan, and the katana flies in his hand, defusing every attack with ease.

The rain made the ground slippery, but the two warriors were still steady.

Xu Fu's golden Changge flickered with a cold light, and he suddenly rushed towards Jiro Tanaka, and then retreated, his frequently changing attacks making his opponent elusive.

Tanaka Jiro sensed Xu Fu's cunning, and his calmness was mixed with a touch of imperceptible ferocity.

His eyes froze, and the katana was diagonally in front of him, meeting Xu Fu's onslaught.

The martial arts of the two converged at this moment, forming a gorgeous martial arts dance.

Xu Fu approached step by step, and his Changge slashed a golden light in the rainy night, like a golden-armored god of war.

His offensive is sometimes furious like thunder, sometimes feminine like rain, and unpredictable. And Tanaka Jiro stared silently, the blade of the katana dancing in his hand, facing every attack with extreme swordsmanship.

The rain kept beating against the two samurai, but they didn't seem to feel a trace of wetness.

In the duel of martial arts, their robes flipped and fled, and each wave seemed to tell a bloody legend.

Suddenly, Xu Fu's Changge turned into a golden rainbow and stabbed at Tanaka Jiro's throat.

Jiro Tanaka narrowly escaped the fatal blow with a single lunge, but Nagago cut through his robe, leaving a deep scar.

Xu Fu's smile was even more sly, and his offensive did not stop.

He instantly retracted Changge, his body was like electricity, and he pounced on Jiro Tanaka again.

This time, his movements were even more swift and aggressive.

Jiro Tanaka tried his best to block it, but he felt the other party's increasingly manic fighting spirit.

The battlefield in the rainy night gradually heated up, the thunder was like a war drum, and the battle spirit became more and more intense.

The figures of the two samurai intertwine to form a breathtaking martial arts duel.

In this incisive battle, every moment is like being frozen on a picture scroll, which makes people feel emotional.

Jiro Tanaka's eyes shone with tenacity, and he was cold and determined.

Xu Fu's eyes were full of cunning and heroism, and he constantly challenged his opponent's bottom line.

The rainy night became more and more bleak, and the battle between Xu Fu and Tanaka Jiro was like a fierce confrontation, and every swing was a life-or-death blow.

The rain constantly slapped on the bodies of the two samurai, creating a hazy and magnificent picture.

Xu Fu's offensive was like a storm, and his Changge turned into a golden whirlwind in his hand, bringing bursts of golden light with every swing.

His figure appears and disappears in the rainy night, like a ghost, which is elusive.

Jiro Tanaka is incarnated as a majestic mountain in the martial arts, and the katana is like a solid rock, undaunted.

The confrontation between the two samurai reached a tacit understanding to the extreme, and they danced on the battlefield as if to tell an ancient and fierce hatred.

The thunder roared, and the electric light illuminated the tense eyes of the two, and the battle intent reached its peak in the rainy night.

Xu Fu suddenly let out a low roar, his body was like a swimming dragon, and the golden Changge drew a graceful arc in his hand.

His attacks became more and more violent, and each swing seemed to tear through the air, causing a burst of sound to break through the air.

Jiro Tanaka remained calm, his katana in front of him, and the spirit of the samurai was on display.

The rain created a mist between the two samurai, obscuring the truth of the battlefield.

Their sword moves are coming one after another, and there is no room for difference between attack and defense.

Xu Fu's every swing was swift and swift, while Jiro Tanaka responded with softness and flexibility.

Suddenly, Jiro Tanaka launched an onslaught, and his katana swung like a raging storm, forming a sword shadow.

Not to be outdone, Xu Fu flipped in his hand, forming a fierce collision with his opponent's attack.

In the cycle of battle, the figures of the two samurai are intertwined, and the hatred and determination between each other rise in the rainy night.

Their eyes are full of fiery fighting spirit, not afraid of life and death, just to decide the winner in this battle.

Seofuku's offensive became even more violent, and his long ge cut through the rainy night and went straight to Jiro Tanaka's throat.

And Tanaka Jiro did not show weakness, and the katana faced the opponent's Changge and blocked the fatal blow.

The forces of the two converged in an instant, forming a fierce hand-to-hand fight.

The rain kept drenching the bodies of the two samurai, but they seemed to have melted into the fight, ignoring everything.

In this mist-filled battlefield, the moves of the two samurai are like fireworks in the night sky, brilliant and short-lived, but they show an unparalleled style in every moment.

Their figures staggered in the night sky of thunder and lightning, and each wave was like lightning streaking, illuminating the battlefield.

Xu Fu's golden Changge was like a divine weapon of destruction, and every swing carried an unstoppable momentum.

His eyes flashed with sharp intent, and he was determined to crush his opponent at his feet.

Jiro Tanaka was tenacious, the blade of his katana flickering in the night, and he was able to defuse each attack with ease.

The rain formed a blur around the two of them, but it didn't stop them from fighting.

Xu Fu waved Changge again, sweeping like a storm.

Jiro Tanaka stared at his opponent, a chill running through his eyes.

The battle became more and more intense, and every collision between the two had a devastating momentum.

Xu Fuku's offensive was unstoppable like a frenzied tide, while Jiro Tanaka stood like a solid reef in the storm.

Each swing of theirs made the battlefield tremble, as if the land was shaking for their duel.

In the rainy night, Xu Fu suddenly put away Changge, his palms were sealed, and a powerful momentum erupted from his body.

This is an unfathomable internal force that darkens the entire battlefield.

Jiro Tanaka was slightly stunned, feeling a dangerous signal.

Xu Fu let out a long roar, his body was like electricity, and he came to Jiro Tanaka in an instant.

His fist was like a golden thunderbolt, straight to the opponent's chest.

Jiro Tanaka tried his best to block it, but he felt that the strength of the other party was unusually large, and it almost made him stagger back.

Jiro Tanaka's brow furrowed slightly, he showed no weakness, and the katana swung again.

This time, his attack was even more aggressive, and each knife was like a cold star across the night sky, extremely fast.

Seo Fu nimbly dodged while kicking Jiro Tanaka's waist with a whip kick.

Jiro Tanaka dodged sideways, but was still kicked to one side, and a sharp pain spread throughout his body.

He then fought back, and the katana swung with a sharp edge.

In this fight, the figures of the two samurai converged in the night sky like comets.

On a rainy night, their duel became more and more intense, and the atmosphere became extremely tense.

This martial arts battle is like a fight, and every swing has the potential to become a fatal blow.

Their moves are so subtle and skillful that they dazzle onlookers. In this dark night, the two samurai are like ancient heroes, fighting to the death for honor and faith.

The thunder was deafening, and the electric light cut through the darkness, outlining a picture of bloody rain and bloody wind.

The duel between Xu Fu and Jiro Tanaka reached its peak on this battlefield.

Xu Fu's golden Changge was like a divine weapon that destroyed the world and destroyed the earth, and every swing carried an unstoppable might.

His moves are unpredictable, sometimes like a storm, sometimes like a breeze, causing tremendous pressure on his opponents.

Jiro Tanaka is calm and decisive, with katana dancing in his hands, each slashing with precision and lethality.

His eyes reveal a firm determination to fight, not afraid of life and death.

The rain slipped down his body, but his steps remained steadfast.

Xu Fu suddenly changed his moves, and when Changge danced, the golden light was like a dream.

His figure shuttled like lightning, skilfully dodging Jiro Tanaka's attacks.

Then, like a tiger, he pounced on his opponent, and Nagago stabbed Jiro Tanaka in the chest.

Jiro Tanaka is worthy of being the elite of the samurai, and his body is unusually athletic, and he avoids it in time.

But Xu Fu did not stop, but launched an offensive more violently.

His punches and kicks struck Jiro Tanaka like lightning, and every move was precise and swift.

Jiro Tanaka was forced to retreat, and his katana unleashed a sharp counterattack after blocking a heavy punch from Seo.

The two samurai were entangled in the rainy night, each move filled with the smell of gunpowder.

The rain and mud on the battlefield seemed to have become their stage, and their fighting spirit was like thunder.

Xu Fu and Tanaka Jiro's moves are more subtle, and their martial arts are more superb.

Xu Fu's Changge is like a spirit snake, flexible and vicious; And Tanaka Jiro's katana is like a storm crashing on the shore, and the momentum is violent.

The duel between the two is like the hegemony of the martial arts alliance leader, and every confrontation may change the tide of the battle.

In the storm of battle, the figures of Xu Fu and Tanaka Jiro are staggered, and the saber rattling. The rainy night was merciless, thunder and lightning were combined, and the battle between Xu Fu and Tanaka Jiro entered a more intense situation.

The figures of the two warriors flew in the darkness, like two fierce beasts in a fierce competition.

Raindrops hit the ground like diamonds, causing a splash.

And the golden Changge held by Xu Fu was particularly dazzling in the rainy night, and every wave was like golden light cutting through the darkness, with endless might.

At the same time, Jiro Tanaka is armed with a katana, calm and tough, and the momentum of a samurai stands alone in the night.

Xu Fu's offensive was unpredictable, and his Changge was as swift and vicious as a poisonous snake.

Suddenly, like a storm, he attacked Tanaka Jiro fiercely, and suddenly like a breeze blowing on his face, skillfully avoiding the opponent's counterattack.

The golden Changge danced in his hand, and every swing was like a feast of martial arts.

Jiro Tanaka, on the other hand, was steady and resolute, and his katana was like a sharp blade, blocking Xu Fu's fierce attacks again and again.

His figure flickered, like flowing clouds, and he looked extremely agile on a rainy night.

The katana turned into a streamer in his hand, and it merged with the golden Changge in the night sky, colliding with a thousand layers of sparks.

Suddenly, Xu Fu sprang up, and Changge swung even more violently.

The golden mang flickered in the night sky, and he was like a golden-armored god of war, rushing towards Jiro Tanaka with the momentum of thunder.

And Jiro Tanaka watched coldly, and there was a hint of calmness in his eyes.

The confrontation between the two became more and more intense, and the sophistication of the martial arts was amazing.

Xu Fu's offensive was sometimes like a flash flood, sometimes like a drizzle.

And Tanaka Jiro's katana is as clear as autumn water, the sword light is bright, and the swordsmanship is exquisite.

On a rainy night, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky and lit up the entire battlefield.

Under the reflection of electric light, the figures of Xu Fu and Tanaka Jiro became more and more distinct.

At this moment, they seemed to become the brightest stars in the night sky, destined to carve legends in this darkness.

Xu Fu's Changge stabbed straight at Tanaka Jiro's face with golden light, and Tanaka Jiro responded calmly, and with a wave of his katana, he formed a silver arc to defuse the opponent's attack.

Xu Fu held the golden Changge in his hand, his fighting spirit was like fire, and his eyes flashed with a determined and cunning light. His long gege was like a golden dragon churning, and the wave brought the momentum of wind and thunder.

And Tanaka Jiro is as steady as Mount Tai, and the katana is like a brilliant light in his hand, revealing a tenacity in the coldness.

The rain slid down their bodies, but it could not extinguish the fighting spirit of the two warriors.

Xu Fu suddenly galloped like lightning, and the golden Changge pierced the night sky; Suddenly, it was as fierce as a gale, and the offensive was endless.

Jiro Tanaka, on the other hand, is like a cloud, and the blade of the katana dances like a fluttering petal, light and deadly.

The battle heats up, and the two samurai unleash their moves like a fierce symphony.

Xu Fu's moves are unique, his Changge is sometimes like a dragon turning over the sea, sometimes like King Kong Qingtian, every swing shows his superb martial arts.

Jiro Tanaka walked like a fluttering wind, his katana danced like a star in the night sky, and his swordsmanship was sharp but ingenious.

His eyes were resolute and clear, and he could fight back with extreme martial arts against Xu Fu's every attack.

Rainy nights become their battlefields, and thunder rings for their clashes.

Suddenly, Xu Fu changed his tricks like a god, his figure was like a phantom, and suddenly disappeared from Tanaka Jiro's sight.

Jiro Tanaka was alert, and he swung his katana to protect him.

However, the next moment, Xu Fu had already appeared beside him out of thin air, and a heavy kick hit his waist.

Although Jiro Tanaka responded in time, he was still forced back a few steps by the kick, and Changge's edge almost touched his chest.

The gap between the two became more obvious at this moment, and Xu Fu showed extraordinary body and speed.

The rain on the battlefield seems to freeze, becoming a witness to this samurai battle.

The battle between Xu Fu and Tanaka Jiro is like a gorgeous dance, and every swing is a scene of life and death.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Xu Fu's mouth, and the golden Changge bloomed with a more dazzling light in his hand.

Jiro Tanaka did not show weakness either, his eyes burned with unyielding will.

The katana danced in his hand, and he faced Xu Fu's attack without taking half a step back.

(End of chapter)