Even in the face of an invincible opponent, Feng Mu quickly adjusted his mentality, he may die in this battle, but An Miaoxin and Hu Erya must live.

Turning his head to look at the two red faces, Feng Mu said to the Japanese Sword Saint Akita Shinno without humility or arrogance: "As a Japanese Sword Saint, I must be true to my words, and I know that this battle is more auspicious than lucky." But I have a reluctant plea, and I beg my subordinates to spare my two friends after killing me, they are women, and it would be dishonorable for my subordinates to indulge in their attacks on them. ”

The blind old man's expression did not change in the slightest, just like a clay sculpture and wood carving, and he said slowly: "I agree to this request, and I dare not guarantee others, but my disciples are strictly obedient to my orders and will not mess around." ”

Hearing Akita Nobuno's assurance, Feng Mu smiled bitterly in his heart, and said secretly in his heart: "You are blind in your eyes, are you also blind in your heart, don't you know that those disciples of yours are doing all kinds of evil behind your backs, burning, killing and looting?"

Although he thought this in his heart, Feng Mu didn't say it, such words would inevitably provoke public anger, these warriors from Dongying, many people could understand the official language of the Ming Dynasty, so when he said it, he must be responsible for the two women. Even if they get Akita Nobuno's assurance, it doesn't mean that they are safe, and the best thing to do is to let Akita Nobuno give the order, so that those outlaws can be regulated.

Feng Mu thought so, and did so, at his request, Akita Nobuno asked his disciples not to embarrass the two women in front of everyone. Their battle was agreed upon for twenty years, Xu Ze died at his hands because of the lack of internal force on Meizhou Island, and Akita Shinno won that kind of battle, but it became a lifelong regret.

Before he died, Xu Ze told him that he had already found someone to inherit his will, and twenty years later, when they came to the Central Plains again, they would definitely suffer an unprecedented defeat. Akita Nobuno was curious about how talented the child who could make Zhao Sanshui put all his heart and soul into it was, and he had also found a disciple who was also highly talented.

The four disciples slowly put down the bamboo chair, Akita Nobuno walked down from it, he held the famous knife "Weeping Moon", and said slowly: "This sword is two feet and four inches long, weighs three catties and four taels, it was built by a Japanese sword-casting master a hundred years ago with all his life's energy, what is the weapon you use?"

Feng Mu untied the "Night Sword" from his back, held it in his hand, and said to Akita Shinno: "To be honest, I don't know anything except that this sword is called 'Night Set', but this sword is the sword that Wudang thinks is a master of swordsmanship, and if you want to use it to fight against your feet, it will not be an insult to you." ”

Akita Nobuno nodded slightly, and slowly pulled out the famous knife in his hand, his movements were very slow, as if he was completing a unique ritual, Feng Mu stared at his hand deadly, although the other party drew the sword very slowly, but when he really used the move, he would definitely be caught off guard.

With a "sonorous", Feng Mu pulled out the long sword in his hand, different from the cold and cold killing of "Weeping Moon", "Evening Night" was even more majestic in the cold breath. Feng Mu flew away first, stood on top of a small mound, and looked at the Akita Nobuno who was ready to attack at any time.

Feng Mu didn't want the two women to be implicated in this way, although the battle between the two of them implicated those Fusang ronins could greatly reduce the strength of the other party and take the opportunity to get rid of many scourges, but deep in Feng Mu's heart, he didn't want to sacrifice the two women in exchange for that result.

Akita Nobuno naturally wouldn't let him do that, Feng Mu flew to the top of the small mound, which was exactly what he wanted, only to see him fly up and rush towards Feng Mu quickly. Feng Mu saw that this person's figure was like a ghost, his expression was awe-inspiring, and he slashed down with a sword.

Akita Nobuno swung his long knife and slashed at Feng Mu with a fierce slash, the two of them collided, Feng Mu's moves were bounced off, the top of the mound was cut off a large piece of adobe, and those trees also fell to the ground with a bang because of broken roots.

Everyone below was shocked, Hu Erya watched the fierce battle between the two, couldn't help but clench her fists, looking at the old man's attack, she was frightened, several times Feng Mu was hovering on the edge of life and death, she thought that Feng Mu was about to be killed by the other party, but Feng Mu reacted sensitively and saved the day several times, but Hu Erya was already confused, and kept thinking in her mind, how to help Feng Mu.

An Miaoxin's face was calm, not as nervous as Hu Erya, of course she also knew that Feng Mu was in a death match, but she was helping him unconsciously. As the descendant of a family of divine doctors, An Miaoxin has detoxified countless people, and she is naturally familiar with poison, so invisibly, she has released countless poisonous gases. These gases are colorless and odorless, and even if the other party is poisoned, it is difficult to detect them for a while.

The battle between Feng Mu and Akita Nobuno has entered the white heat, and the figures of the two of them are like lightning in the sky, dazzling, and it is impossible to tell his specific location at all. The small mound could not withstand the fierce fighting, and a large chunk had been bulldozed at the top, and the greenery on it had turned to powder, revealing an unsightly brown soil.

Feng Mu gradually felt struggling, although he was in his prime, he continued to exert all his strength, and the consumption of his spirit was huge, and the other party did not give him a chance to breathe at all. Feng Mu has gotten out of danger several times, and he will envy the other party's cultivation in his heart, martial arts have reached this point, it is already an innate realm, attracting the true qi between heaven and earth into the body, and it is endless, so if you want to defeat the other party, unless a miracle happens.

Under the mound, those Fusang ronins suddenly fainted to the ground, and without making any sound in their mouths, they became weak, An Miaoxin looked coldly at those evil-doer ronins, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer. Do these people also have today, really when no one in the Ming Dynasty stops them, they attack the Ming Dynasty, as if they are in a no-man's land?

An Miaoxin squatted down and fed the antidote into Hu Erya's mouth, Lingbao had followed her for many years, and had eaten countless medicines, and her body was already the same as her, and she was invulnerable. An Miaoxin watched the battle between the two on the uphill slope, and couldn't help but show a hint of relief.

At this time, Akita Nobuno slashed over, Feng Mu was no longer powerless to dodge, and he was about to be beheaded by the other party, but at that moment, Feng Mu's figure suddenly disappeared out of thin air. Instead, a wooden stake, Nobuno Akita's knife slashed at the stake, cutting it in two.

"There are also people in Middle-earth who know ninjutsu?" Akita Shinno muttered, and then felt a pain in his heart, in fact, with his martial arts cultivation, he would not be poisoned, but he had fought countless people before, leaving hidden wounds, and this time it was completely triggered, so he could no longer suppress it.

"Let him also see the strange magic of the Central Plains. Hu Erya said firmly, her forehead was already sweating profusely, to perform such a spell, she had consumed too much energy, and she could only use it once in a short period of time. But she still succeeded after all, and saved Feng Mu's life when he was on the line of life and death.

At the moment before Hu Erya fainted, the Great White Ape Lingbao held her up, and An Miaoxin asked it to carry her on her back and quickly fled from here. Feng Mu on the hillside, taking advantage of the moment when Akita Nobuno was holding his chest, used the most critical move - "Rain hates clouds and sorrows".

The overwhelming sword intent wrapped Akita Shinno, this Japanese sword master spanned his life, and finally died under Feng Mu's sword. Looking at Akita Shinno, who had lost his breath and was still standing in place, Feng Mu sighed: "Such an opponent, although I killed him, I did not defeat him. ”

The remnant sun in the sky was like blood, and there were three or two ink crows flying by, and the wailing sound seemed to sigh for the world. (To be continued.) )