Yang Ge slashed down with a swing of his knife, and the knife aura was like a waterfall, flying straight down!

The two Dongying masters below swung their knives in unison to slash the dark golden sword qi, and the sword qi was as cold as the north wind.

"Boom!"

The three sword qi were all gone, and the remaining strength was like a curtain of light, setting off a hurricane and scattering in all directions.

Unexpectedly, Yang Ge's sword was so powerful that the momentum of the two Dongying masters rose to an abrupt end, and their hands trembled so much that they almost couldn't grasp the katana in their hands.

Before the remaining strength dissipated, Yang Ge's figure shrouded in Jin Zhonggang's qi suddenly broke through the remaining strength and killed, and a move "lighter than a feather" slashed at the Dongying master who had just ambushed him in the corpse pile.

The Dongying master also reacted very quickly, stepping on the clog's legs and stepping in the air, his body did not retreat but advanced, and he held the knife in both hands and did not dodge or dodge to meet the Cold Moon Treasure Knife.

And another Dongying master who made Yang Ge feel dangerous, and the hair on the back of his head stood on end, did not waste the opportunity he created by feeding the tiger with his body, put the knife into the sheath with his backhand, stepped into the air violently, and turned into an afterimage like the wind, sweeping towards Yang Ge from the side.

"Slash against the wind!"

"Iai Yunche!"

The former's katana had just collided with the Cold Moon Treasure Sword, and before the force could be poured out, he suddenly freed up his left hand and dragged it towards Yang Ge's right arm, locking him tightly...... This grasp seems to be like a ruffian hooligan tearing, but in fact, it is the elite kendo "no sword" of the "new yin stream" he created, which is the saying that the empty hand into the white blade.

The former had just locked Yang Ge's right arm, and the Dongying master, who had already swept to Yang Ge's left side, slashed silently and so fast that he didn't even cut into Yang Ge's neck.

Yang Ge couldn't see the other party's blade, but he could feel the terrifying sharp aura rushing towards him.

At the last moment, Yang Ge burst out with bruises and swung his right arm with all his strength, throwing the Dongying master who locked his right arm towards the sharp qi that came to his face, and at the same time, he tried his best to change the direction between the two with this tearing force, trying to move the Dongying master who locked his arm in front of him.

However, even if his reaction was fast enough and his strength exploded fiercely enough, it was still a little too late to face the stab of this rapid hurricane.

"Poof."

The sharp katana slashed the arm that locked Yang Ge, the blade cut through the protective qi of the golden bell jar, and slashed a piece of flesh the size of a palm on his left shoulder, and the tip of the knife grazed the major artery in his neck and passed in front of his Adam's apple.

"Bang."

Yang Ge kicked the chest of the Dongying master with a broken arm with a bullet leg, and in the crisp bone roar, the Dongying master's chest collapsed on the spot, flying upside down and slamming heavily on the Dongying master who used the Juhe slash, and blood spilled into the air.

And Yang Ge also took advantage of the shock force of this leg to flexibly flip a heel in mid-air and fall downward.

"Boom."

Yang Ge fell to the ground with a strong sword qi, killing a large number of surging Japanese soldiers.

He looked at the heads of people moving in front of him, stared at the two Dongying masters who landed next, and stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on his neck.

He turned his head slightly and glanced at his left shoulder, and the blood flow could not hide the trace of bones in the blood...... This knife turned him into a high and low shoulder.

"That's amazing!"

He sighed lowly, casually sealed several large holes around his left shoulder to stop the bleeding, and at the same time waved a knife to cut off the sleeve of his shirt wrapped around his waist, and bandaged himself as if no one was around, and countless Japanese soldiers surrounded him with knives and guns, and all kinds of hysterical local slogans shouted loudly, but they all tried their best to squeeze themselves into the crowd and push their comrades in front of Yang Ge.

At that time, the two Dongying masters who landed on the ground also briefly dealt with the wounds of the Dongying master with a broken arm, and then the two separated again and disappeared into the crowd of Japanese soldiers.

But it didn't matter, Yang Ge had already remembered the aura of the Dongying master who almost cut off his head with a knife, although he couldn't accurately find his location among the thousands of Japanese soldiers, but the approximate location could still be distinguished.

The Five Elements Vitality encompasses almost all things, and among these Vitality, it is as easy as finding a flame in the dark as searching for a flame.

"Still want to come?"

The corners of Yang Ge's lips twitched slightly, and a hideous smile slowly crept up the corners of his eyes, staining his eyes red.

He glared suddenly, and the true qi of Gengjin around him was surging like raging flames, and in an instant, thousands of remnants of soldiers floated up, like a swarm of bees around Yang Ge.

He jumped three feet high, his eyes locked on the general direction where the Dongying master was hidden, and the fragments of thousands of remnants immediately converged into a sword soldier dragon spinning and falling, and countless Japanese soldiers turned into a puff of blood mist in an instant in the rotation of the sword soldier dragon, and broken limbs and corpses flew all over the sky.

"Bell Bell Bell ......"

In the blood mist, a ray of snow-bright sword light rose into the air, calmly swinging away the fragments of the remnants with extremely exquisite sword skills.

Seeing this, Yang Ge slashed out a forty-meter sword qi with a wave of the Cold Moon Treasure Knife, slashing at the Dongying master in the air.

As soon as the knife came out, before the sword qi landed, a figure suddenly burst out from among the surging Japanese soldiers on his side, and he waved his knife to pick out a thirty-meter snow bright knife qi and slashed at Yang Ge: "Hasai give!" ”

"You're the one you're waiting for!"

Yang Ge smoothly pulled a knife flower, shot out forty-meter sword qi, turned around and slashed at the thirty-meter knife qi, and at the same time used a thousand pounds of kung fu to rappel: "Break!" ”

The Cold Moon Treasure Knife slashed above the thirty-meter sword qi, and there was no sword qi outburst, only a dazzling sword light on the blade that was so bright that it was difficult for the naked eye to look directly at it, easily slashed through the thirty-meter sword qi, just like a sharp blade cutting and practicing, with his rappelling knife, the thirty-meter sword qi was split in half.

"Bell!"

The cold moon treasure knife that was pressed down slashed heavily on the katana that was picked up, and the majestic force pressed the katana the chest of the Dongying master who had broken his arm on the spot, and the Dongying master, who had already been hit hard, sprayed a mouthful of blood on Yang Ge's face, and most of the strength to rise up dissipated in an instant.

"Bang."

Yang Ge pressed the Dongying master with his knife and smashed it into the crowd of Japanese soldiers, killing a group of Japanese soldiers and clearing a large open space.

The Dongying master, who had lost all the power to fight back, was lying at his feet, his mouth and nose were constantly spurting viscous red blood, but he still tried his best to support the katana with one arm to hold the Cold Moon Treasure Sword, as if he was still waiting for a miracle to happen......

Yang Ge glanced at him, and it was only then that he could see the appearance of this Dongying master...... A burly and upright figure that is very rare among the Japanese Kou, a body with clear lines like carved muscles, which looks like years of hard work, and a thick eyebrow and heavy beard still have a little old-fashioned and majestic shadow on the opposite cheeks.

It can be seen that this person was also a high-ranking and incomprehensible person in Dongying in the past.

Yang Ge looked directly into his unwilling eyes, the curvature of the corners of his mouth slowly widened, and he raised his leg and kicked off his only remaining arm, and then bent down and grabbed his bun behind his moon head, his muddy body was picked up, aiming his face in a certain direction, and the cold moon treasure knife was pulled back and forth on his neck several times before cutting off his head.

This Dongying master did not let out a wail until he died, but just stared at the front with dead eyes, as if he couldn't believe that his most respected teacher would not be saved when he saw death......

"Is it so ruthless?"

Yang Ge laughed and asked him the last question in his heart: "He died to help you!" ”

He picked up the dead man's head in his hand and smashed it at the Japanese soldiers surging in front of him, and after the human head included in the sword qi pierced several Japanese soldiers in a row, it fell into a thin big hand.

The owner of this thin hand, with a soft line of the old face, gives people a feeling that seems to be old-fashioned and seems to be kind, at this moment there is no expression on the old face, a pair of deep eyes are as ancient as the old well, he looked directly at the head in his hand for several breaths, then sighed softly, with his thin left hand gently closed his eyes that were not blind, and said softly in a deep voice: "Shangquan-kun, you have shed the last drop of blood for Fuso......"

The Japanese soldiers around the two of them tried their best to retreat around, squeezing out an open space for the two of them in the crowd of people who were shoulder to shoulder.

Yang Ge looked at the thin figure fixedly, adjusting his state unhurriedly, ready to enjoy the next hearty battle......

The burly Dongying master who died was not enough to reach the threshold of the seven heroes of the Shenzhou Heroes List, and Yang Ge didn't know.

He only knew that this person should be stronger than Xiang Invincible in his heyday, and even the White Lotus Sect Eastern Heavenly King Wang Lin who died under his sword at the beginning, if it was a head-on battle, how could this person go through thirty moves under him.

It's a pity that this person's morale is a little weaker, and he didn't put himself in a position equal to him from the beginning, but he was dominated by this thin Dongying master everywhere.

If your heart is weak, it's very good to be able to exert seven achievements out of ten successes.

And the thin Dongying master in front of him gave Yang Ge a somewhat complicated feeling.

According to the strength of his breath, this person's breath is not as good as the peerless grandmaster Tong Ying of the Imperial Horse Prison that he encountered on the Bianhe River in Huai'an in the past.

But the pressure and threats given to him by this person are even worse than Tong Ying in the past!

How do you say that feeling......

It's like Tong Ying is a big fat man who is two meters tall and weighs more than 300 pounds, even if he is fat, but the absolute height difference and weight difference will still give people a huge sense of oppression!

And this thin Dongying master is like a fierce Muay Thai master who is less than seven feet tall, but has polished many joints of his body into a killing weapon, even if his height and weight are far less than that big fat man of about 300 pounds, it will still give people a very extreme sense of danger!

Combined with this person's extremely fast and fierce knife, Yang Ge felt that there was nothing wrong with his judgment at all!

After a while, the thin Dongying master, who had carefully placed the head boy on the ground, got up, bowed to Yang Ge with the katana at his waist, and said in standard Chinese: "'Tianzhen Chuan Xiang takes Shinto Flow' Tsukahara Bu Chuan, participate!" ”

Yang Ge took a deep breath, pressed the sword Cold Moon Treasure Knife and lowered his head, and bowed.

In the next second, the two of them rushed forward at the same time, and the two knives were so fast that they could only see the two narrow long knives of the snow bright sword light colliding violently together.

"Hahaha......"

Yang Ge laughed loudly: "I know that you little devils never talk about martial arts...... Eat me another 300 dollars! ”

He savagely repelled the Tsukahara Buden in front of him, stepped forward with an arrow, and slashed with his sword again.

Tsukahara Buchuan stepped back, and the clogs stepped heavily on the blood-soaked ground, and the short body slashed at Yang Ge's armpit as fast as lightning.

"Bell!"

The Cold Moon Treasure Knife in Yang Ge's hand swung away the katana with the precision of an eye, and once again rushed forward with an arrow step, slashing at Tsukahara Buchuan's knife-holding wrist.

Tsukahara Bu Chuan rolled on the spot with Yang Ge's knife momentum, turned around and slashed Yang Ge's feet.

Yang Ge took a step back and swung his samurai sword away.

Tsukahara Bu Chuan flew forward like an ape, shook his hand and burst into a brilliant sword light, and while pressing forward close to the ground, the knife went straight to many key points in Yang Ge's lower three paths.

Yang Ge kept swinging his knife to block a knife as he retreated, and the blade was as light as a breeze blowing in the mountains and forests.

The duel between Fang Cun and Fang Cun does not seem to be as majestic as the thirty or forty meters of sword qi to bombard, but the danger is actually far better than the ultimate strike, which is an extreme test of the basic skills of the swordsman.

"Sting."

After more than 30 knives just now, Yang Ge missed a knife, and the narrow katana cut the hem of his robe, and the blade grazed his inner thigh.

Feeling a chill on the inside of his right leg, Yang Ge retracted his legs without thinking about it, jumped up, and swept forward and sideways with his sword, and the majestic knife qi gushed out.

Tsukahara Bu Chuan chased him and jumped up, and with a "hi" sound, he broke through the knife qi with a knife, and took Yang Ge directly behind the knife qi.

Yang Ge crossed his chest with his upper body tactically leaning back, and the blade of the katana grazed the blade of the Cold Moon Treasure Knife above his face, cutting off a strand of Yang Ge's long hair.

"Bang."

The two of them collided fiercely with their legs in mid-air, Yang Ge was shocked by the strong force and fell from the sky on his back, and Tsukahara Buchuan, who had the upper hand, raised his knife over the top and slashed straight down: "Hasei give!" ”

actually wanted to replicate the scene when Yang Ge killed the burly Dongying master!

"Bang."

Yang Ge used a thousand catties of kung fu to forcibly fall to the ground, ignoring the surging qi and blood that was shocked, and forcibly charged a knife to pry: "Heavier than Mount Tai!" ”

The Cold Moon Treasure Knife seemed to be slow and fast and slammed into the top-down katana, and between the blades, the two glanced at each other, and both saw the violent killing intent hidden under the cold gaze in each other's eyes like an undercurrent.

"Bang."

The majestic residual energy exploded around the two, setting off several waves of qi three or four feet high.

The strength goes down, not up.

This move, after all, is Yang Geqi's inferiority.

"Poof."

Yang Ge spurted a mouthful of blood and made Tsukahara Bu Chuan in front of him blink subconsciously.

It was this blink of an eye that spit out the blood on his chest and let go of Yang Ge, who was relieved of his strength, and the rotating blade withdrew from under Tsukahara Buchuan.

Tsukahara Buchuan, who was caught off guard from falling, subconsciously kicked Yang Ge's chest, but collided with Yang Ge's right leg.

"Bang!"

The long-planned turbulent wind leg strength shook the strength of Tsukahara Buchuan's legs, Tsukahara Buchuan's body was crooked, and the katana in his hand protecting the central axis was also crooked by his body, and there was a trace of flaw.

Yang Ge grabbed this flaw, swung his knife and burst into a violent cloud of knife light and pressed it, also with a fast fight.

The difference is that Tsukahara Buchuan's knife path is dense and gloomy, while Yang Ge's knife path is strong and domineering, supplemented by the leg strength of the chaotic wind leg to advance, the knife opens and closes, a knife may not be faster than a knife, but a knife is bound to be heavier than a knife.

Tsukahara Bu Chuan was forced to force Yang Ge to solve more than ten knives, and his hands were numb from the shock, and his strength was slack, his qi and blood were surging, and he was completely powerless to change.

The two of them retreated and chased into the crowd of Japanese soldiers, seemingly reckless like long knives to split, after the remaining strength fell into the tide of Japanese soldiers, but it was like artillery fire washing the ground, where they passed, people and horses were broken, knives and guns were torn, and they were stunned to cultivate a flesh and blood passage of more than ten zhang in the dense crowd.

"Poof!"

Tsukahara Buchuan, who was also shocked out of internal injuries, opened his mouth and spurted a large mouthful of blood at Yang Ge.

Yang Ge subconsciously tilted his head, and the Cold Moon Treasure Knife in his hand couldn't help but slow down.

At this moment, Tsukahara Buchuan, who had been forced into a desperate situation by Yang Ge, seized the opportunity to jump up, and swept towards Yang Ge with a knife: "Extreme intention to live together, half moon!" ”

Seeing that the other party was fierce, Yang Ge jumped backwards without hesitation.

"Bang."

Tsukahara Bu Chuan held the knife with both hands and slashed out, and the cold knife qi pulled out a cold knife qi that seemed to be like a wolf's tooth moon, the knife qi split the air, the ground shook the mountain, and the flesh and blood channel torn out by the two of them was split into a crack that was more than ten zhang long and more than a foot wide.

A knife slashed the air, Tsukahara Bu Chuan looked up and saw Yang Ge in mid-air in free fall, only when he was at the stall where the old power was exhausted and the new power was not born, he was unable to step into the air and move around, so he immediately leaned over and jumped up with his strength without hesitation, and caught up with Yang Ge with a knife: "Extremely intent to live together, to beg!" ”

The katana fell, and the sword qi burst out, but it did not have half a arc, but was as straight and indomitable as a spear.

And Yang Ge, who was concentrating in mid-air, saw this lean Dongying monkey waving a knife and chasing after him, and finally opened his mouth and gently spit out a foot-long white gas.

As soon as Tsukahara Buchuan saw this white qi, he knew that the situation was wrong, but at the right time, he had exhausted his moves, and it was not easy to change his moves...... If he wasn't on the verge of exhaustion of old power and unborn new power, how could he feel that Yang Ge was exhausted of old power and unborn new power?

"Gone forever."

Yang Ge, who was in mid-air, gently spit out four words with a voice that he could only hear, and finally the human sword was united, turning into a lightning-fast snow sword qi that burst out.

The snowy sword light smashed the spear-like sword qi head-on like a sharp blade cutting tofu, and hit Tsukahara Buchuan, who was powerless to dodge, head-on, and smashed his thin body to pieces on the spot, leaving only a gray-haired head flying high......

"Bang."

Yang Ge smashed on the ground, setting off a brilliant wave of qi that shook a large number of Japanese soldiers.

He was panting violently with the Cold Moon Treasure Knife, his body was covered with inch-long small wounds, and a large amount of blood poured out of his mouth and nose again.

But he still grinned, and Yu Wanjun laughed silently from it, laughing breathlessly.

I saw that he stretched out his left arm behind him without looking back, and accurately caught the head of the dead man who fell from the sky.

He withdrew his hand, took the head in front of him, and looked at it, and saw a pair of angry eyes......

"Juggernaut?"

He slowly got up with his knife and casually threw the human head in the direction where the previous human head was: "General! ”

The silent laughter slowly turned into tangible laughter, and thousands of remnants of the remnants floated into the air again, condensing into a sword dragon in mid-air.

It is different from the previous sword soldiers who only barely had a "snake shape".

This sword soldier dragon already has a little "dragon" shape.

It's still a bit rough......

But a snake is a snake.

Dragons are dragons!

(End of chapter)