"Your Excellency, this is it. ”

Kou Li looked at the pure steel cage in front of him, which weighed tens of thousands of catties, each iron fence was thigh-thick, full of serrations, and the inside was full of organs, poisonous smoke, syringes, and steel spears and sharp swords that could be ejected from all directions, which were said to be specially built by Ouchi to deal with the super prison equipment of the big boxer.

At the beginning, Huang Gongzi used a full sixteen horses in order to transport it from the capital, and four of them died of exhaustion during the period.

However, due to Chejiagou's internal response, the calculations of the envoys and some people were discovered early, so this was originally a trap used to deal with the Miyamoto Sword God, but unfortunately, it did not completely work.

On the east side of the cage, an iron fence was cut off, and the thigh-thick steel pillar was broken from end to end, so that people were naturally not trapped.

Kou Li touched the smooth facet of the mirror, and said slowly: "The second knife flow, the son and the mother slash, use one knife to cut out the knife skills of the second knife flow, the first class in two days, the first divine knife in fifty years, and it is well deserved." ”

The wandering swordsman in the Feng Mansion once demonstrated this kind of two-knife flow knife technique, but at most he could only cut off the logs, and he did not take off the nest, compared with this knife, I don't know how many grades there is.

"Hmph, the hateful Miyamoto sword god, my father once wanted to use 10,000 taels of gold to apprentice, but he was rejected by him, it's really hateful, and when I became the empress, the first thing to cut off was his head. ”

Zhu Ying'er rolled her eyes, and suddenly smiled: "When the time comes, I will arrange for you to duel with Miyamoto to see who is stronger between you and his sword skills." ”

The little girl's big eyes were shining, and she seemed to have imagined the scene of the two of them fighting desperately under their throne.

"When it comes to swordsmanship alone, I'm not an opponent. ”

Kou Li's strongest sword skill is the knife slashing cannon, while the iron cannon is hollow and the steel pillar is solid.

He paused, and then said, "But with my skills, it is impossible to be trapped in this cage. ”

"Bragging," although Zhu Ying'er verbally despised the old ghost Miyamoto, she still had a special sense of pride in her heart for the first knife of the Japanese slave country, "If you are ambushed, how do you know that you will not be trapped." ”

"My strength is at least ten times that of Miyamoto's old ghost, and the worst result is that it can hold up this town cage, so it can't trap me," Kou Li didn't look back, he didn't come to appreciate the opponent's sword skills.

Zhu Ying'er pouted, but did not doubt the authenticity of the other party.

Bypassing the screen, I saw more than 20 'corpses' lying on the mat on the ground, the boss with two eyes open, his face was stiff, and his face was full of horror, these were all guards who were killed by Miyamoto's soul knife, and there was a woman who was very similar to Qingfeng, this is Hongfeng, that is, she, pretending to be Huang Gongzi, leading thieves into the urn.

"My sister didn't die in vain, she hit the old thief Miyamoto three times at the last moment, even if this old thief is not paralyzed, it is impossible to use a knife in the future," Qingfeng said with murderous intent on her face.

"It's not necessarily dead, don't rush to conclusions yet," Kou Li said noncommittal.

Sanfengwei is actually three twin sisters, but Qingfeng has a proud personality and is heroic, which makes people dare not get close, while Hongfeng has a soft personality, just like a gentle little lady who came out of the bluestone street in Jiangnan, she smiled before speaking, and she couldn't see that she was a killer at all.

She was like everyone else, without a trace of wounds on her body, wearing a big red dress, with a disheveled hair, and a pale complexion, like a beautiful female ghost, according to the outside world, this was all Miyamoto's knife skills to kill the soul.

However, Kou Li had some different thoughts, he admitted that this old ghost's sword skills were indeed powerful, but it was just that he was slashing souls, at least it was the means of the Immortal Dao, if the old ghost was really so powerful, wouldn't it be early in the morning.

Unless the other party is like a ghost god pill, turning into the kind of ghost god who can detonate souls, or the treasure knife in his hand is a demon knife that is even more powerful than the boy cutting the fish.

The latter Kou Li is not sure yet, but the former, Kou Li's special touch, in the bodies of Oda Tsuyoshi and the ghost god pill, both feel the breath of demons, but in this Miyamoto sword god, it seems that he is just a mortal.

That's why he was a little sure that he could save these Fengfu guards who were 'beheaded to death'.

More than 20 boxers with profound skills and loyalty are worth spending means to save.

Whether the soul is true or false, Kou Li is not sure, but the spirit of boxing, when he takes the first step into the sincerity and god, is a confirmed existence, and if with the help of the knife, the five senses and six senses of the person are sealed, it seems that this effect of 'destroying the soul' can also be achieved.

The special touch is released, penetrating into every corner of the body, and sure enough, although the signs of life are still very weak, they do exist.

Kou Li's heart moved, although his body was now seriously depleted, and ordinary people were inferior, but if he could use a special touch to release his fist intent and force out the opponent's sword intent, wouldn't he be able to save these people.

Just do it, Kou Li let out a long breath, and slowly remembered the tantric fetal Tibetan diagram he had seen before, the figure that looked like an eagle and a human, but it was as radiant as a god and a Buddha, and his consciousness was all concentrated in the Yintang acupoint of the brain, and the eagle's shadow flashed, and the feeling of disobedience to everything, boundlessness, and rebelliousness poured out again.

The tiger has the power of the tiger, and the dragon has the dragon god, although it has not been exaggerated to the extent of separating the body and consciousness, but after entering the stage of sincerity and godliness, Kou Li wants to condense the spirit again, and it is really on call, changing with change, infinite changes, and infinite spirit.

In particular, the essence of the dragon god is equivalent to mastering a kind of 'essence of the divine fist' in advance, the small is hidden in the form, the rise is soaring in the universe, and the hidden is lurking in the waves, changing with time, vertical and horizontal.

In the eyes of others, although Kou Li's body did not move, his momentum changed violently, just like the most vicious eagle falcon, no, it was ten thousand times more vicious, not inferior to the demon.

Then, I saw him slowly pop out a finger, like the sharpest golden beak, and point it on the center of Hongfeng's eyebrows.

Qingfeng couldn't help but let out a low scream, because the feeling that Kou Li was giving him now was too terrifying, and that seemingly simple finger seemed to gather all the sharpness, and when it fell on the door of his head, the whole head was about to explode.

The moment the fingertips and eyebrows met, a strange sound of drawing a knife sounded from the minds of everyone present, like the wail of a female ghost, and the bloody eyes were enlarged and enlarged in front of your eyes......

At this moment, a cold snort suddenly came out, like a golden Dapeng bird, pecked the female ghost's eyes violently, and a miserable scream, all silent.

And everyone, all of them looked at each other in cold sweat, and Hongfeng's expressionless face actually showed a trace of struggle, and with a sigh, a trace of confusion was revealed.

"Sister!" Qingfeng exclaimed in surprise.

"Okay," Kou Li stopped the other party and said, "She is still very weak now, and she can't stand any fright, send her back to recuperate in peace, and let the doctor prescribe some calming medicine, and she will recover within a month." ”

"Thank you, manager," Qingfeng, who has always been arrogant, couldn't help but say thank you with a slightly red face.

"It's okay," a look of interest flashed in Kou Li's eyes, "Old Miyamoto does have some doorways. ”

He finally understood what was going on with Miyamoto's old ghost's knife technique, which was different from the method of incense Shinto, not to transform the body into a ghost god, but to use knife skills to simulate the thoughts of various ghosts and gods in the Japanese slave country, this is the most sincere sword technique, Miyamoto Sword God, but it is really worthy of the name of the sword god.

This gave Kou Li some kind of inspiration, he fought hard again and again this time, and the waste was too heavy, so he had to spend a lot of energy and effort to recuperate, and even if the recuperation was restored, the bone refining in the four major refinements would be immediately put on the agenda.

Replacing old bones with new bones, which takes another hundred days of effort, is equivalent to the next half a year to a year, his boxing skills cannot be fully played, and even half of his skills may not be used.

At least, for himself, his life must not be left in the hands of others.

At this time, it shows the importance of the art of weapons, even if it is an old man like Miyamoto who is nearly eighty years old, as long as he has a knife in his hand, any boxing master must face him squarely, and even in the envoys of the Japanese slave country, the biggest threat is not the monster-like Oda Gang, nor the ghost god pill who has turned into a ghost, but this sloppy and inconspicuous old ghost.

Miyamoto sword god has been immersed in knife art for fifty years, in order to cut out this sincere knife, but he doesn't need to take so long at all, the special touch of the wordless picture, the effect on the improvement of boxing is actually far less than the knife technique, coupled with the special boxing theory of bamboo hands, his own experience in knife skills, he can definitely make the greatest progress in a short period of time.

Even if you can't be sincere into God, you must simulate God.