Chapter 421: Being old and not dying is a thief

The smoke of the explosion, the blazing fire, the wailing crowd, the smell of burnt corpses.

Also, the strange young man who stepped into this field through the flames.

Minami Shiori's breathing became rapid.

She didn't know who it was.

But the sudden explosion of the locomotive did effectively reduce the number of the besieging ronin, with less than twenty people alive and more than half wounded.

"You're here, help us?"

One of the guards said uncertainly.

"I don't know, but don't be careless." Minami Shiori held her breath and regained her grip on the blade.

She was almost desperate before, if there was an extra powerful helper at this time, it would naturally have an extra chance of life.

On the other hand, Izumi Kiyoichiro was not feeling well, leaving behind the body that had been captured as a shield, he picked up a muddy rag from the ground and tied it to his arm, stopping the bleeding from the wound after being grazed by the metal shards.

He looked at the young man who was walking on the flames, step by step, like a soul chaser coming out of hell.

The ronins in front of them are a little frightened, and they are also afraid of death, especially when facing something stronger.

"I'm afraid of an egg!" Izumi Kiyoichiro kicked it up and roared arrogantly: "That's a living person, since it's alive, you can kill it!" ”

He doesn't believe in hell or soul chasers...... How can there be such a handsome evil ghost in hell?

If there really is, I'm afraid that many women will rush to hell.

With a sneer, Izumi Kiyoichiro said with a cold gaze: "No matter what your origins are, since you dare to lean over, you are looking for death." ”

Bai Yu said expressionlessly: "I just came back from Niwangji Temple, this car is borrowed, it is a good car, but it is a bit of a drain." ”

After speaking, he also plucked out his ears and put on a listening posture: "So, can you speak louder?" ”

Izumi Kiyoichiro opened his mouth, realizing that what the other party said was true, he suddenly said in a low voice: "Divide half of the people and go to besiege him!" ”

Bai Yu said lightly: "Siege? ”

"You guys, you Fuso savages...... I've been on the island for too long, and I only know how to use a knife. ”

"I'm afraid I forgot a simple martial arts common sense: cold weapon combat, one inch long, one inch strong!"

…… You think I'm going to give you a chance to join in?

Airplanes!

In an instant, the lionheart spear in Bai Yu's hand disappeared, as if the entire arm and weapon had disappeared in the air, followed by a burst of electric flint, no one could see how he exerted his strength, and how he attacked, only had time to catch a glimpse of a ghostly afterglow.

The lightning was accompanied by the shells of the seven ronins, and two seconds later, all seven of them fell to the ground, killing them instantly.

Seven battle-hardened ronin executioners died like this, and they couldn't survive a single move.

…… It's so strong!

Nan Shiori felt a burst of suppressed excitement and joy in her heart.

Both sides think so.

The battlefield fight pays attention to momentum, Bai Yu takes the lead, plus a second kill, the deterrence at this time reaches its peak, no matter how fierce and fearless people are, they should know that rushing forward at this time is also a dead word.

Bai Yu shook the lionheart spear, and there was wind and thunder in the air, and the wind and thunder were staggered, dancing with the spear, like a big sword hunting in the air.

"Go on."

He stepped forward.

Izumi Kiyoichiro's eyes were split, and he said angrily: "Let's go together!" ”

As he spoke, he picked up a knife, changed to a dual-wielding stance, and forcibly surrounded others to accompany him and rushed up.

Originally, it was still a group of ronin executioners who were as menacing as tigers and wolves, but at this time they became the prey to be slaughtered, how arrogant and cruel they were when they came, how embarrassed and tragic they were when they left, just to break out of the death range covered by the spear, they had to do their best!

Every ronin knew that they couldn't stop Bai Yu's spear, so they were actually thinking about how fast Bai Yu's attack speed could be, and every gap was their chance of survival.

Izumi Kiyoichiro's heart was beating extremely fast, what he was waiting for was the gap between Bai Yu's attacks, and the spear, as a long-handled weapon, had more flaws in use, and it was not as easy to control as a sword.

Shoot!

If you dare to shoot, I will seize that opportunity to kill you!"

The realm of the third-order swordsman is called Ketoche, and the sharp sword is almost indestructible.

It's just that Bai Yu didn't shoot as he wished, but raised his right hand, stood up the lionheart spear wrapped in the rolling wind and thunder, and smashed the tail of the spear to the ground!

Immediately after, four dragons rose from the earth.

Ground Killing!

The dragon and snake roared, and the dragon rolled, caught up in the rain, the muddy earth, and the dark night and fire.

More than a dozen remaining ronins were engulfed in the blink of an eye.

a sudden burst of murderous aura; the trapped beast is still fighting; the cry of a desperate fight; A blood-stained long knife......

It was a brave charge in the eyes of the enemy, but it lasted only three seconds before it was completely subdued, and the corpse was buried in the dirt, broken or twisted.

Many people were crushed before they could even make a sound, and a group of ronin, who were so frightened that they gave the shogunate a headache, died.

Death couldn't be easier.

It's even a little funny.

That's not even a rebellion.

Humans trampling ants to death, regardless of whether the ants raise their pliers or not, are not considered resistance...... Because it has no effect on the outcome.

Their only role is to be an insignificant footnote to the legend of the strange man who appeared in this strange land.

…… Ronin, dead.

The Nan family saw this scene with their own eyes.

Watching them perish as easily as ants, their bodies trembled, the tips of their tongues tingled, and their breath was held for ...... Half excited, half frightened.

Nan Shiori held the train and cut Guangguang, and wondered several times if she was living in a dream.

The disaster that was enough to bring down the Nan family ended like this?

She looked at the young man standing in the blood and fire but was spotless, and asked, "You, who are you?" ”

Bai Yu looked at Nan Shiori, this was actually not the first time he had seen her, but it was the first time the two had met.

"I'm the one you want to meet."

He held up a finger: "But it's not a good time to talk." ”

"Gather your curiosity for a moment."

"It's still a long night."

Nan Shiori's face changed suddenly, and after hearing the voiceover, he asked, "It's not over yet?" ”

"If the rain doesn't stop, the Kou won't die." Bai Yu said calmly: "But it's good on a rainy day, it's suitable for killing, and you don't need people to help wash the floor." ”

The Lionheart struck the ground again.

It was not only the spear that disappeared, but also the back of the white elm.

He disappeared in an instant, and in an instant, he crossed an unknown distance of tens of meters, the spear tore the sound barrier in the high-speed gallop, half of the spear was bent, and the accumulated elastic potential energy exploded the moment it touched the enemy.

Boom——!

Minami Shiori's heart seemed to have been hit hard, and a fierce thunderbolt erupted in the middle of the street.

Thunder fell from the sky, and this thunder was artificially erased.

In that frightening glance, Nan Shiori seemed to see an old man pull out his cane and slash at the thunder.

The rain stopped for half a second, and the white light lit up half the street.

The white elm retreated back to its original position like a dragonfly, the tip of the lionheart spear lit a ball of true red phoenix fire, and the blade lit up like a lantern.

Minami Shiori saw a lion standing up beside Bai Yu, opened its lantern-sized eyes, and lit up with a fighting red light.

Hasn't he just gotten his real life?

Nan Shiori pursed her lips, and then thought creepily...... How scary will the next opponent be?

Soon the answer was answered.

An old man slowly appeared in sight.

Wearing a navy blue coat, his figure is not very tall, and the height of a normal Fuso person is 1.6 meters, and his body is not strong, he looks drooping and old, and his walking speed is even slower.

The slow swallowing action can't see the slightest agility, and anyone who sees it will feel that this is an old man who is about to die, and he won't take it to heart at all.

But......

In fact, after fighting once, Bai Yu knew very well that this was just a disguise.

He was indeed very old, but he was not really old and about to die, but he had gathered the breath of life.

The eagle stands like sleep, and the tiger walks like a disease.

Some people look old, they are indeed old, and the spirit and spirit inside are withered, like rotten wood full of wormholes, and a little wind and rain can make him collapse; And some people look old, but they pretend to be old.

This old man with gray hair is a real swordsman, although he is old, but he is like a solid sandalwood with intricate roots, and the years have not left him with wear and tear, but made him old and strong.

"Young man, from Great Xia?"

The old man held a cane in his right hand, walked slowly, and when he spoke, his voice seemed to have a piece of iron in his mouth, hoarse and low: "This has nothing to do with you, an outsider, now let's go...... I don't care what you do to the old man. ”

Bai Yu said lightly: "Are you afraid? ”

Hongye Jianhao shook his head: "Young man, he is arrogant, and I can understand cruel words, but if you don't understand etiquette, you will always suffer." ”

Bai Yu said again: "Are you in a hurry? ”

The old man opened his eyes, revealing two gleams: "It's up to you, I'm afraid it's not qualified...... Didn't your elders teach you? ”

Bai Yu spread his hands: "It turned out to be an old deflated three." ”

After three sentences, the end of the sentence.

Hongye Jianhao held the crutches and said coldly: "I don't know what to do!" ”

Bai Yu plucked out his ears and said disdainfully: "Being old and not dying is a thief, you are not qualified to call yourself an elder with me." ”

The old sword man was furious, and he grasped the crutch, and its appearance shattered and fell like the bark of a dead tree, revealing a famous knife with a dark red body.

Swords and swordsmen complement each other, some swordsmen get a sword and become famous, while others become famous because of swordsmen.

Momiji Kenhao's side sword is called Momiji, and it is a killing blade.

The blade lit up, and a strong smell of blood wafted around it, as if even the rain had become a little bloody.

This is sword intent.

Fusang Jianhao's fourth realm god can use sword intent.

It belongs to the same level as the artistic conception of the grandmaster.

Bai Yu looked at it with interest, thinking that this was a bit interesting.

Try it, with all your strength, it will take a few moves to kill a fourth-order swordsman.

(End of chapter)