The blood was still dripping, and the laughter of the bandit leader was even more raging.

Qin Yi's burly body was motionless, and the Qin family was even more arrogant, looking at Qin Yi's back in a daze.

"No......" Qin Zongyao said, "No!"

"No, Brother Qin Yi is in the wrong position!" Qin Zongyao said excitedly, his eyes looked directly in front of Qin Yi, and a footprint on a blue brick was impressive!

Qin Yi, he took a step back just now!

"Hu ......" Qin Yi let out an angry sound from his nose, and his originally motionless body slowly rose and fell with his breathing.

Qin Yi's face was suddenly covered by a dark ice as solid as steel, forming a dark ice mask.

It's just that most of the mask is left on Qin Yi's face, the incision is as smooth as a mirror, and a shocking knife mark is pulled down from Qin Yi's left forehead, through his left eye to his mouth, the wound is deep and the bone is visible, and the blood is dripping continuously.

The angry nasal voice instantly turned into a roar, and the sound seemed to penetrate through the sea, and even rushed straight into the sky! A few servants in the Qin family and the group of would-be robbers couldn't withstand Qin Yi's roar, and at this moment, they held their heads in their hands, their faces showing fear.

Qin Yi's roar alarmed the soldiers and civilians in the city who were originally closed, and they all poked their heads out to see what was going on, making the originally unusually dead city suddenly become crowded and vibrant.

"Hmph!" the leader of the Japanese robbers snorted coldly, and raised the katana in his hand again, different from the previous flexible monkey-like body, at this moment he did not move, holding the katana high in both hands, his eyes exuded ferocity, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned to give people a sense of yin and evil, as if he was completely different from the previous obscene expression, even if the uneven yellow teeth on the protruding roof of the jaw were still disgusting.

At the same time, Qin Yi's anger had reached the extreme, but at this moment he seemed surprisingly calm, under the ice mask condensed by him, a cold eye reflected a cold killing intent, Qin Yi touched the severed machete with his hand, and his eyes did not leave the leader of the Japanese in front of him for a moment.

A fierce light, a murderous aura, the two just looked at each other, as if the sword god and the mad knife were fighting that night.

However, after all, the cultivation of the two is not as good as the sword god and the mad sword, although it seems to be the case at the moment, it is absolutely impossible to achieve, the two are just confronting, looking for flaws in each other's body.

One step, two steps, the leader of the Japanese invaders moved, he stepped slowly on the front foot, on the back foot, and slowly stepped forward sideways, the katana was still hanging behind his head, on the other hand, Qin Yi, the blade of the machete exuded a cold air at the moment, he actually used the curling autumn moon trick on the weapon, this point, Qin Zongyao also saw it for the first time, perhaps, only when people are forced to the limit, can they give full play to their potential, and even break the old and create the new, creating a unique school that has never appeared in the world.

The next moment, everyone was shocked, Qin Yi actually threw the machete in his hand with only half of the machete in his hand at the leader of the Japanese Bandits.

What the hell was Qin Yi doing? Originally, his machete was already at a disadvantage, both in terms of texture and length, but at this moment, he actually threw the machete! Was he so angry that he lost his mind?

"When!" The expected collision sounded, if the other party could really be hit by Qin Yi's throwing knife when he was ready to attack, it would be a complete miracle.

However, the machete that was thrown was not cut off by the bandit leader as before, although the katana was deeply embedded in the machete, but the two knives were now connected together, and at the interface, there was a palm-thick black ice, which shone in a colorful light under the sunlight.

The ice did not melt due to the scorching sun, and the surrounding air lowered the temperature, and a trace of frost spread along the interface to the body of the katana, and the leader of the Japanese invaders felt the increase in the weight in his hands.

"Divert the snow and explore the plum!" "Plum blossom twice!" Qin Yi's throw implied the "Curling Autumn Moon Jue" move, the internal force turned into an icy cold qi and sealed it on the blade, after the weapons collided, the icy cold qi condensed into Xuan Bing, which stopped the other party's chopping, and absorbed the power of heaven and earth from the surrounding area to cause the spread of Xuan Ice.

No wonder, even if the general outline of "Curling Autumn Moon Jue" is only "Ice Dust, Qing Teng Yuanshen", it has been hung for many years by the master of the Heavenly Dao Gate.

The leader of the Japanese Bandits began to hesitate in his heart at this moment, the weight on his hands became heavier and heavier, and Qin Yi in front of him was also ready to attack him next, but as a samurai, if he abandoned the sword, it would be an insult to the bushido he admired, and he would not be able to gain a foothold in the world, and even more, he would be scolded by future generations, and his deeds would be publicized everywhere!

If he doesn't give up the sword, he may lose to Qin Yi and pay the price of his life, and if he gives up the sword, even if he lives to old age, he will be burdened with the spirit of violating the bushido he believed in before - this gang of bandits is none other than the ronin from the Dongying Wa Kingdom!

On the other hand, Qin Yi's fists had been covered by Xuan Bing, and the killing intent revealed in his single eye was sharp.

Qin Yimeng had already stepped forward, and his burly figure was like an arrow shot by a strong crossbow shooting straight at the other party.

"Bump!"

A strong punch slammed into the yellow teeth of the leader of the pirates, splashing blood in the air mixed with broken teeth.

The leader felt that the weight of the katana in his hand had completely disappeared at this moment, and even though he had been slammed, he still did not forget to glance at his hands, but his hands were empty at the moment!

The leader of the pirates endured the sharp pain of the shattering of the bones in his jaw, and looked at his trembling hands in a daze, and at the same time, angry cries came from the group of pirates behind him.

Knife, where did you go? Thinking in his heart, his body had involuntarily flew upside down, the sound of the wind in his ears was so real, his eyes moved, Qin Yi's burly body showed a huge shadow, standing in place, and he flew farther away.

I saw that the Xuan Ice on Qin Yi's fist was sticking to the Xuan Ice at the junction of the two knives at this moment, and the two pieces of Xuan Ice were faintly integrated.

The sword has been snatched away! The leader of the Japanese robbers exuded despair in his heart, and then fell heavily to the ground.

He, his face was like ashes, he stopped his companions in the rear, and then he couldn't speak clearly, and said a trembling word, which shocked Qin Mufeng: "The sword, since it has been snatched, I can no longer survive and steal it! May the bushido last forever!"

Abandoning the sword by himself is a stain on bushido, and being robbed of the sword is an insult to himself by his opponent, in the case that the knife can no longer be held, he would rather choose the latter, and Qin Yi has invisibly fulfilled him.

The leader of the pirates got up and knelt on the ground, took out a short knife from his chest, and carefully wiped it with his clothes.

Qin Yi's anger had not yet subsided, and he directly ignored the kneeling body of the leader of the Japanese Bandits, only to see him wiping the short knife, "Lao Tzu, look at what other tricks you have!" Qin Yi thought in his heart, raised his giant fist, and strode towards the leader of the Japanese Bandits.

However, the leader of the Japanese robbers raised his hand to stop Qin Yi and bowed his head vigorously at Qin Yi.

He was expressing his gratitude, thanking Qin Yi for insulting him, even if his spirit had been invisibly insulted by Qin Yi, but in the same way, Qin Yi also invisibly preserved his respect for bushido, and for him, he kept his reputation.

In Qin Yi's opinion, the person in front of him was conceding defeat to himself.

"Poof!" Qin Yi was in the midst of anger and calm psychological changes, and the leader of the Japanese Bandits had already stabbed the short knife into his own abdomen.

"......" The leader of the Japanese invaders used the short knife in his hand to open a shocking wound in his abdomen, and blood spurted out of the wound.

And the widows behind him, some began to shout angrily, and some began to cry, for a while, all beings were in a different state!