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The white clothes are dazzling, fluttering in the wind in the light. A handsome face with a smile all the time. Under everyone's attention, Chu Yao slowly floated down and landed beside the woman and stood still.

"Miss Yao, you go to the side to rest, just leave it to me here. By the way, would it be good to borrow your sword?" Saying that, Chu Yao didn't go through the unification of other girls, so he shamelessly reached out and hugged the waist of other people's little man, swept up in the air with a swish, and landed on the high platform where the fat man was just now. After letting go of the woman, she jumped up again and pulled out the sword from the capital.

With a volley in the air, Chu Yao floated back to the high platform. The whole process was like a cloud of peers, as chic as you wanted, and the audience was fascinated at once, including the fat man Hirota Maharaja.

Bite~~~

Chu Yao stretched out his finger and flicked it on the body of the long sword, making a crisp sound, and then nodded and praised: "Good sword!"

"Yaga!"

At this time, Hirota Dajun reacted that the person who came was not a performer, but a troublemaker. In other words, this guy who suddenly appeared is their enemy. Therefore, his eyes were full of anger, and he glared at Chu Yao and shouted, "Who are you!"

Chu Yao smiled faintly, waved the long sword in his hand and said coldly: "You guys are not worthy of knowing my name." ”

"Presumptuous!"

The Grand Monarch of Guangtian roared angrily and shouted, "Kill this person on the spot!"

"Kill!"

After receiving the order of the Grand Monarch of Guangtian, the mustaches on both sides pulled out their Oriental scimitars again one by one as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and pounced on Chu Yao with a shout. Today they felt so embarrassed, a woman sneaking in and assassinating Hirota Maharaja had already made them unbearable. Now there is a middle-aged beautiful man who has appeared, and I don't know when he lurked in.

Under the anger, these little devils lost their ability to think, if they thought about it carefully, it was estimated that they would not raise their knives so impulsively to fight Chu Yao. I don't even know how they came in, when they came in, and so on, but you can imagine how high the other party's realm must be to do it? Even Hirota Dajun, who has already reached the level of a first-class master, cannot do this.

It's a pity that they only thought about having no face, and they didn't think about whether they would have no life, so they pounced on them one by one with a oriental scimitar, and the momentum was very strong.

But these guys who can only be regarded as second-rate masters, where will Chu Yao see it in his eyes? There was still a smile on his face, as if these people had nothing to do with him, playing with the long sword in his hand.

"This hero, be careful!" The woman hurriedly opened her mouth to remind Chu Yao, whether it is useful or not, people are saving themselves, so it is good to remind them.

Chu Yao smiled faintly and said, "Don't worry, girl, these kittens and puppies can't make any waves." By the way, girl, a good sword is used to kill enemies, not to please others. As he spoke, Chu Yao raised his voice by several decibels: "Girl, watch me kill the enemy!"

Sou!

As soon as the words fell, Chu Yao unfolded Ling Bo's micro-steps, turning into a remnant of the Dao and rushing into the crowd. With a wave of his hand, the cold light of the long sword flashed, and at the same time, Chu Yao's voice sounded: "The first style of the wind sword - like light!"

Woohoo......

I only heard the sound of the long sword breaking through the air and kept coming into my ears, and I couldn't see how Chu Yao made a move, and I couldn't see where he was at this time. It seemed as if he was everywhere, and as if he had completely disappeared.

Especially the little devils who pounced, they all only felt a flower in front of them, and they lost their targets. When they were stunned, a few people felt a flash of cold light in front of them, and their necks hurt, and they saw a column of red blood spraying. And the source of the blood is his own neck.

Rumble!

The little devil who had his neck cut off didn't have time to say a word, so he covered the mouth on his neck that was spraying blood, fell to the ground, and in just a few breaths, he didn't have any more life and went to the Hades Mansion to report. And they didn't understand what was going on until they died, and they didn't blink their eyes one by one.

Whoa!

Three more cold lights appeared, and three fresh lives were taken away in an instant, and they fell to the ground with a bang, just like the devils who took the first step in front, whether it was the wound or their facial expressions, they all seemed to have undergone special training.

"Retreat!"

One of the devils hurriedly shouted, and at the same time jumped back and left the scene of the battle. Although they are samurai, and although they have the so-called bushido spirit, they are also human beings after all, and they are all afraid of death. Especially when the opponent's strength is too different, they will also be afraid and cowardly.

Whoosh!

Two more figures quickly withdrew, their faces undecided, and even the hand holding the knife couldn't help but tremble uncontrollably. It was the most formidable opponent they had ever seen, and even though they had been in battle, they were also intimidated. Terrible! These were the only two words they could think of at the moment.

Shout!

The cold glow returns.

Burst~

Blood column sprayed again.

Another devil fell in a pool of blood for himself and his colleagues, still clutching his sword-cut neck, his eyes wide open.

At this point, among the sixteen people who rushed up to fight, except for the three who quickly retreated, the remaining fifteen people were all killed in Chu Yao's sword light. Just after the last person fell, the uncatchable afterimage disappeared, and the white clothes appeared in everyone's eyes again. He stood with his sword in his hand, growing in a place that had not yet been contaminated by the blood of devils.

Tick!

With a soft sound, the blood on the long sword dripped to the ground, making the three people who escaped tremble all over. It seemed that this soft sound sounded like a bomb exploded in their hearts.

"Yes! That's what I want. Chu Yao smiled faintly and slowly spoke, looking at the white clothes that had not been stained by the enemy's blood, and nodded repeatedly. After realizing the Wind Sword, his speed was more than twice as fast as before. This not only allows him to be at ease in battle, but also allows him not to be stained by the blood of the opponent after killing the enemy.

"Yaga!"

The fat man Guangtian Dajun roared angrily: "Go on! Give it all to this king! Retreat, die!"

Hearing this order, the three little devils who were undecided couldn't help but tremble all over their bodies, even more than just now. However, it only took about ten seconds to calm down, and they all raised their Oriental scimitars and stared at Chu Yao approaching step by step.

War is death, not fighting is death, then, of course, they choose to fight. They are samurai, samurai of the Empire, and must fight until the last moment until death comes. Just now, it was because of the instinctive fear in my heart that I retreated, and I thought that I could have a glimmer of life. But now, the boss has given the order, and then there is only fighting.

With the mental preparation of death, these little devils have nothing to fear, holding a knife, urging all the internal forces to fight the last battle. One of them shouted, "Long live the Oshima Empire! Long live the God Emperor!"

"Long live the Empire!"

The other two were infected by this person, and they also opened their mouths to shout their death slogans.

"I'm going to fuck you up!"

With a burst of shouts, Chu Yao's wrist flicked, and the cold light of the long sword flashed again, attacking the three little devils like meteors.

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