No matter what you say, Young Master Sesshomaru doesn't bother to talk nonsense with these filthy samurai at all. As a result, the Sakura Kaikan decided to let this unbelievable domestic madman accept the beating of society.

"Sesshomaru, here's a ...... from Iwami"

Sun Zheng waved his hand, with a cold face that no one approached: "Don't show yourself!" The name of the weak is not qualified to defile my ears! ”

The popular knife was almost thrown out, but he still endured a sword salute: "In this way, please show your sword!" ”

Sun Zheng is still angry and deadly: "It's not worthy of defiling my sword!" ”

Wow, the man raised his hand, held his sword in both hands, and rushed over. It is said to be a sword, but it is actually a katana, and the devil is very persistent in some aspects, such as calling a sword a sword.

Sun Zheng leaned slightly, already close to him, stretched out his hand, and the long knife changed hands. With a slight hook of his foot, the unlucky guy hit the street directly. Stumble in the corner and doubt life.

Sun Zheng took his knife, lightly pulled a knife flower, didn't look at the street goods, and said indifferently to the others: "Such a soft-footed shrimp, the sword is not stable, and it is also worthy of being called a warrior?" ”

Another sword-wielding man came out of the ranks, with a sad face: "Your Excellency! Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated! This time, you and I will see each other in life and death! ”

Sun Zheng pouted disdainfully: "It's up to you?" ”

Who can bear this attitude?!

Wow, it's a similar move again, and he pounces with a knife, which is indeed a little smarter than the guy just now.

Sun Zheng didn't dodge or dodge, seeing that the blade was reaching his body, the long knife in his hand came first, and a knife passed through his chest, the tip of the knife in his hand saw that it was only half a point away from Sun Zheng, but he was unable to move forward, stalemate for a moment, fell down, and the whole person was weak and collapsed.

Sun Zheng dodged away with a disgusted face, and did not pull back the knife. Instead, he picked up the dead man's knife and flicked it at the rest.

"Next!"

Everyone at the Sakura Hall fought a cold war, this madman was a real master!

"Your Excellency! If you have such a good swordsmanship, why don't you serve His Majesty the Emperor? Fighting for the country? ”

Sun Zheng snorted coldly: "Compared to the Imperial Dao Holy War, I care more about lowly people like you, in the name of martial arts, doing things that bully the weak!" Your existence has defiled the martial arts! I, Young Master Killing Pill, just want to purify you disgusting maggots! In the name of martial arts, I allow you to judge yourself! Give you a chance to clean yourselves. ”

That's not to talk about!

The shameless energy in the devil's bones replaced the previous politeness, and those samurai who felt good about themselves shouted at the same time, drew their swords one after another, and besieged them in groups.

Sun Zheng couldn't wait, he didn't care about the sword in his body, the long knife in his hand kept slashing, and every time he swung out, a head would fall to the ground.

This brutal slash quickly took control of the field, and a group of samurai were like waves crashing on a reef, coming quickly, touching firmly, and retreating quickly.

In the war zone, these samurai do have some foundation. Just a look, a few slogans, and quickly formed several tactical groups, besieging from all sides at the same time.

When Sun Zheng swung the knife again, suddenly a devil took a step at the risk of being chopped, and used a very powerful empty-handed white blade, the move was successful, but his strength was not comparable to Sun Zheng, and he failed to grab the knife. But this devil is also a ruthless character, and he turned into a move in an instant, and the whole body pounced on Sun Zheng's right hand.

At the same time, another warrior slashed out in time, and the snow light flashed, and Sun Zheng's right forearm was cut off in response!

All the warriors shouted hello in unison, and at the same time attacked with several swords, intending to completely kill Sun Zheng.

One of them was a little faster, and under the cover of his accomplices, a stab, a long knife stabbed through Sun Zheng's lower abdomen and passed through his body.

But Sun Zheng's face still did not change, it seemed that it was not his arm that was broken, and it was not himself who was pierced by the knife that passed through his body. A punch from his left hand struck out, turning the head of the assassin who had appeared on his face several times, showing a strange angle, and he collapsed limply.

Sun Zheng struck an elbow blow with a broken arm dripping with blood, and hammered another devil until he vomited blood. With his left hand, he pulled out the long knife that had pierced his body, held it upside down with his backhand, and instantly drew an arc forward, and another head flew into the sky. Taking advantage of the opportunity, another stab pierced through the eyes of another guy who didn't have time to retract, and passed through his brain.

This terrifying combat power shocked a group of devils who were originally sure to win. Sun Zheng took the opportunity to speed up the pace of harvesting, swiped with his left hand, the wind under his feet, and even eliminated the belt, three times and five divided by two, and cut down all the warriors who had lost their hearts.

This fight, from the beginning to the end, only lasted two or three minutes in total. When the victory or defeat in the field was clear, Sun Zheng picked up the severed hand with a straight face, and most of the warriors in the field were already in different places. However, more than a dozen expatriates who came to learn swordsmanship knew at the beginning that they could not afford to participate in the battle at this level, and they never dared to do it, and now they are even more frightened. They trembled like quails.

In the entire hall of the guild hall, only the street fighter who was snatched of the knife was still alive, and the rest were all destroyed.

Sun Zheng didn't look at those expatriates, and was even lazier to search for the so-called fish that slipped through the net, the cold Young Master Sesshomaru, whose only goal was to eliminate the filthy samurai, and he didn't bother to swing a knife at the weak at all.

When he went out, he threw the long knife in his hand far away, just piercing the survivor's right hand and nailing it to the floor. This is a deliberately left mouth, and it is necessary to enhance the impression a little.

"No more swords!"

The man was already so frightened that he didn't dare to say a word, and he didn't even seem to notice the pain in his hands.

Sun Zheng walked out of the hall with his severed hand, took advantage of the night to hide his figure, quickly sneaked out of the street, turned into another street, and walked more than 100 meters, which was an empty house that had been explored earlier. Jump over the courtyard wall and find a random room to get into.

Dig out some food in the space, and as you eat, you put the broken arm together.

As the food went down, a stream of heat slowly flowed to the limbs, the abdominal wound quietly closed, the severed hand gradually regained consciousness, and after a few minutes, the pain disappeared. Wipe off the bloodstains and have fully recovered.

It's really meowy, or careless!

After a few months of special training, I feel so good that I am a little floating!

has great strength, good skills, and is not afraid of death, and has opened a hanging life, and it is impossible to say it if it is not floating.

But the immortality of Temeow does not mean that it is invulnerable, it hurts to cut it like a knife, and it will still bleed until it is stunned.

This fight was like an initiation, which calmed down a lot of the invincible energy in Sun Zheng's heart.

I underestimated the cold weapon, and wanted to change the vest on a whim, and I didn't even wear armor.

I just chose the killing pill again! This unlucky vest, called Sesshomaru, is destined to have his hand cut off!

What a meow pain!

Gao Leng is really not just anyone who can hold up. Don't pretend to be forced anymore!

However, after sweeping the space light screen, the mood suddenly improved a lot.

With only twenty-six devils, he earned more than 300 kill points. This also shows from another perspective that the devils in the guild hall are high-value targets. It can be regarded as an unexpected joy, and it is not in vain to suffer a pain.

The current total number of killing points is approaching seven hundred, which slightly alleviates the worry in Sun Zheng's heart.

pretended to be forced to cut off his arm, which taught Sun Zheng a lesson.

Eat and drink enough, nourish your spirit for a while, a thought, change into black armor, the original goal is still the same, there are thousands of devils in the garrison, but a large number of killing points, not to be missed. And just a small setback, it also needs a big win to boost its morale.

I was just about to set off, and I was suddenly stunned.

Special meow, I'm limited by my inherent thinking. This time to engage in devils, the goal is very clear, that is, to kill a few more and catch a few more killing points, why must it be limited to chopping one by one with a knife? We're sitting on a nearly 700-kill point now!

The mind is opened, and there is a new idea all of a sudden.

After taking stock of the space materials, he quickly sorted out some grenades, shells, explosives, and the like from the munitions.

It took more than 30 kill points to transform a full 100 timed bombs.

Hehe, with these more treasures, the certainty of annihilating this nest of devils is one point greater.

After going through the location of the devil's military camp in my mind, I made a preliminary plan to bury mines, and the spectacular scene of a hundred bombs detonating at the same time had already appeared in my mind.

Soon it was a large number of kills, which was simply beautiful.

Boom Boom!

Several explosions were heard along with countless gunshots, and Sun Zheng jumped on the roof to observe, but saw that there was an exchange of fire around the south city gate.

The devil's camp is in that area!

A big, ruffian face came to mind.

Li Yunlong!

I knew it wouldn't be a good thing to meet this guy, and he actually robbed me of my head!