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When the wind blows, my heart sinks.

At this moment, more than 20 figures have already reached the air, and they don't even have time to tell who is Miyamoto Yuichi, if they want to stop it, unless they kill all these twenty people in the air.

Regardless of whether it is moral or not, even if the three of them really killed all the Fuso samurai at the same time, they were not sure to kill Miyamoto Yuichi at the same time in this volley.

As long as you can't kill it, you can't stop it after all.

Miyamoto was still able to successfully hold those two hostages.

Thinking of this, Feng Yiyang secretly gritted his teeth, which two unlucky children were running blindly this way at this time.

"Master, Master!" Just as the wind blew and he secretly gritted his teeth, the voice of Master Master came from close at hand.

The next moment, the cry came to an abrupt end with an exclamation.

Feng Yiyang turned back in astonishment, surrounded and held hostage by a group of white-clothed Fuso warriors, the faces of the two women were so dazzling.

One face is cold and delicate, with a slight surprise, and the other face is beautiful and lovely, and the face is full of anxiety.

Miyamoto Rani and Uobuchi.

The faces of the people on both sides were also slightly strange.

The situation was critical just now, and the Fuso warriors didn't think too much about it with tacit cooperation, either holding weapons against the vital point, or holding their necks with their bare hands, all trying to restrain the two hostages at the first moment.

As a result, after restraining it now, I found that half of their weapons were mounted on the noble body of the young lady.

Especially Yagyu Ichiro, looking at his expression at this time, it seems that he even has the heart to die, and he has a short knife in his hand, and the blade is tightly attached to the neck of the eldest lady he thinks about day and night.

Even because of his nervousness and the sharpness of the short knife, a red mark was printed on his snow-white neck.

Yagyu Ichiro and the rest of the Fuso samurai hurriedly threw away their blades and hurriedly apologized, but Miyamoto Lanyi didn't care about these things, just looked at the wind with complicated eyes.

As soon as the wind blew, the three people on this side had different expressions.

Xiao Rong scratched his head and asked suspiciously, "Master, who is that chick calling Master?"

Feng Yiyang said indifferently: "Master, I didn't go home all night, you won't accept this chick surnamed Yu as an apprentice, right?"

Feng Lianshan collapsed and said, "What are you two here to make a mess? Didn't you say that you were waiting for us there?

Yu Xiaoyuan pretended not to hear Feng Lianshan's last words, and said anxiously: "Master, the six winds have become a pot of porridge, it seems that the diners are making trouble if they can't eat the dishes you cook, Sister Lan Yi guessed that you were outside the city, so she accompanied me to find you." ”

Hearing this, Feng Lianshan glanced at Miyamoto Ranyi meaningfully, and Miyamoto Ranyi lowered her head slightly, so that people could not see her expression.

Feng Yiyang sweated, "Yu Xiaoyuan, do you want to think about your situation first next time you worry about diners?"

Yu Xiaoyuan pursed his lips a little aggrievedly: "Who knew that such a few people suddenly appeared here, fierce and vicious, they originally came to find the master with good intentions." ”

Yu Xiaoyuan's mouth flattened as he spoke, and he was about to cry when he saw it.

Feng Yiyang sighed, looked at the group of samurai and said, "Miyamoto Yuichi, aren't you known as the young master of the Miyamoto family?

The samurai crowd fell silent.

After a long time, the samurai group parted to both sides, and Miyamoto Yuichi slowly walked out of the crowd, laughing softly: "Hehe, you are right, it's just that our Miyamoto family's family motto is how much strength and how much glory it has, and I am doing this today to fight for strength and glory." ”

Feng Yiyang smiled slightly: "You still have the face to talk about glory, you shrunken turtle is finally willing to come out." ”

Miyamoto Yuichi raised his eyebrows and said: "I was just hiding for a while, it was a plan to survive death, and I am the concubine of the Miyamoto family, so I naturally have my glory." ”

Feng Yiyang smiled and did not speak.

Miyamoto Yuichi smiled faintly, if it weren't for the black lines at the corners of his eyes, his smile would be like a bewitching woman.

Miyamoto Yuichi smiled, walked to the left side of Yu Xiaoyuan, gently hooked Yu Xiaoyuan's chin with a folding fan, and said: "Don't worry, as long as you don't follow us anymore, I won't hurt this woman's life, I'm not interested in her, as soon as the wind blows, you are my prey." ”

The wind is blowing and still smiling and not speaking.

Miyamoto Yuichi frowned, and wanted to say something, and the two Fuso samurai who held Yu Xiaoyuan hostage fell straight backwards, and at the same time, a sword light suddenly appeared from the air on the left side of Miyamoto Yuichi and broke through the air.

Sword Mang!

This sword ray, gorgeous as a glow, a simple sword, but the momentum is extremely amazing, suddenly appeared like a white rainbow through the sun, stunning slash, as if it can cut anything in half.

The momentum of this sword was not weaker than that of the dragon soaring that day.

Miyamoto Yu's face changed, and before he could think about it, he turned around in an extremely strange posture, and the folding fan in his hand crashed into the sword when it was touchable.

Then, Miyamoto Yu handed it out with a light hand and a folding fan, without being hindered by the expected strong strength.

Even, without any hindrance.

Such an astonishing sword turned out to be a false move.

Miyamoto Yuyi used too much force to retract the move and took his body out in a very unnatural posture, and when he turned around in a hurry, he saw a young man in white with clear eyebrows who had stood beside the woman at some point.

With one move, the situation has been reversed.

Miyamoto Yu secretly screamed badly, and his body instantly stabilized after losing his balance unnaturally, and then turned around and slashed at Yu Xiaoyuan's neck with all his strength, and his body followed the hand knife and swept away.

The human knife is one, and the black mangs are prosperous.

Feng raised his eyebrows and frowned, this hand knife came too fast, faster than he could have imagined.

There is no time to dodge, the sword is condensed by true qi, between the essence of the void, it is better to be sharp, at this time, it may be able to hurt Miyamoto Yuichi, but it may not be able to block this blow to save Yu Xiaoyuan.

At the last moment, the wind raised and gritted his teeth, his right hand hugged Yu Xiaoyuan's waist, and his left hand carried the true qi to fill his palm.

Click.

There was a clear cracking sound of metacarpal bones.

Everything happened between the lightning and the fire, Yu Xiaoyuan only felt a muffled snort in his ears, and the right hand holding his waist tightened suddenly, and then swept backwards with himself.

The surrounding scenery flew forward quickly, Yu Xiaoyuan raised his head, and saw that Feng Yiyang's face had become sallow, and a pair of sword eyebrows, which were usually chic and calm, were wrinkled tightly together, and Yu Xiaoyuan's heart twitched fiercely for some reason.

Suddenly, the wind was loud overhead, and Miyamoto Yuichi, who had succeeded in one move, pressed closely, chasing after him like an appendage, and his arms were wide open.

Miyamoto Yu smiled fiercely, the black light on his whole body was like a substance, and the shape was also rampant, piercing the two of them like black thorns.