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Chapter 13 Fighting

"Have your companion finally appeared? I thought he would watch you die."

The black-clothed priest, Yagyu Kobayashi sneered, his black robe swelled, and the fragments of the explosion of the bluestone wall did not hurt him at all.

"companion?"

On the contrary, the young girl was stunned for a moment. She clearly came out alone, where did she get her companions?

The black-clothed priest was so old that his eyes were so vicious. He saw the girl's doubt at first glance and immediately realized that this person was not her companion, but since the other party came to the door, he was his enemy.

"Okay, today I'm on my birthday, so you all stay here as a gift!"

Yagyu Kobayashi shouted loudly, and a branch in his hand suddenly broke, as if it was tightened by an invisible string, roaring out, the surface was washed by air, and the shape of a sharp knife was faintly revealed.

"Hey, be careful!"

The girl couldn't help but say a warning, but the branch was extremely fast and almost in the blink of an eye came to the figure. Then, in the girl's exclamation and the sneer of the black-clothed priest, the branch hit the figure's chest hard.

"It's over." The girl's face was a little pale. She knew very well the sharpness of the sword aura of the black-clothed priest. Yagyu Kobayashi had just shown a satisfied look, as if she was very satisfied with her attack, but her face suddenly changed the next moment.

"No, this guy is not dead yet!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a tall white man walking out of the dust, holding a dead snake-like branch in his hand, and sneered and threw it on the ground.

"Who are you!"

Yagyu Kobayashi frowned at the strange white man. Due to the pro-US relationship, when encountering white people, the Japanese side will always subconsciously be careful.

"I'm here to make soy sauce (in Japanese)."

The other party spoke a fluent Japanese and a genuine Tokyo accent, which made Yagyu Kobayashi a little unstable.

"So you soy sauce? Then I'll give you a bottle!"

Yagyu Kobayashi felt a little confused. So what about foreigners? They trespassed into the Meiji Shrine. Not to mention Americans, even the US president must obediently abide by the rules of the shrine. "Look at the knife!"

As the eldest elder of the Yagyu family, Yagyu Kobayashi is best at Yagyu's swordsmanship. Unlike that young girl, this white man and the girl are not in the same way, and there are no traces of practicing martial arts on them, which makes Yagyu Kobayashi a little confused about the other party's routine.

Although there was a dead branch in his hand, it was like a really sharp long sword. The branches in his hand were waving repeatedly, waving countless invisible sword auras. It made a sharp sound of breaking through the air, directly attacking the white man. As a result, the other party seemed to have not realized it, and was still standing in the distance. The sword auras were around the white man's body, as if they had encountered an invisible barrier. They all broke and disappeared one after another.

No matter how much knife energy he emits, the knife energy that can easily cut open the human skin was blocked by the man, and even directly crushed by the man out of thin air.

"No wonder it can stop my sword energy. You are a psychic!"

Yagyu Kobayashi suddenly turned dark. The other party's strange combat methods and that special aura made his face darker.

"Yes, so what."

The white man seemed to have no idea what fear was, and shrugged casually, blocking the young girl intentionally or unintentionally.

"As human beings, acquired practice is orthodox, and all abilities are aliens!"

Yagyu Kobayashi's voice was a faint chill, obviously not liked the psychics. Then his feet were silently staggered back and forth, with the branches behind him, and the sword was drawn. The man in white suddenly became serious.

Swish!

A clear metal clash came from Yagyu Kobayashi's hand. The dead branch was like a real treasure knife, slowly unsheathed, making a sound of rubbing against the metal. At the same time, the figure flashed and turned into a black light, which instantly rushed to the man!

"Since it's an alien, then you deserve to die!"

Yagyu Kobayashi's speed surprised the girl. If the other party had shown such strength just now, he might have been dead. Obviously, in steel, the other party was playing with him slowly like a mouse.

"Yao Sheng's sword flows!"

Although there is no real sword, a cold light appears in front of everyone, with a sharp murderous intent and sharpness, as if it is about to pierce the skin. This is one of the mystery of Willow Sword Technique, a kind of sword drawing flow.

Yagyu Kobayashi has practiced sword skills for decades and has already understood the secrets and entered a profound stage. As long as he is willing, he can emit sword energy at will. He rarely needs to use his body to fight against people. This is not suitable for his body to fight attrition.

However, facing the psychics is the enemy that Yagyu Kobayashi is the least willing to encounter, because the psychics have too many methods and too many targeted methods, and it is difficult for ordinary sword techniques to achieve the original effect.

Swish!

Accompanied by the cold light, a blast that pierced the air sounded, and Yagyu Kobayashi's sure-killing knife came to the white man. The white man did not dare to be careless. He originally planned to flash by, but suddenly remembered that there was the girl behind him and he could not retreat!

Yagyu Kobayashi was very experienced and instantly made the policy of splitting and breaking. The white man wanted to hide, and the woman behind him would die. If he didn't hide, he would not be able to take advantage of his own sword.

"This old fox!"

This white man is nothing but Zhang Yang in disguise.

After leaving the hotel, Zhang Yang used the invisible armor to easily get into the Meiji Shrine. In this chaotic situation, the induction efficiency of the Torii barrier also became low, and there were active clergy and white-clothed priests everywhere, Zhang Yang easily got into it.

There are scarab beetles distributed all over the temple, and they have already figured out the general route inside. One of the beetles that followed the invader happened to see the true face of the invader, and Zhang Yang's heart suddenly stopped for a moment.

Light rain!

The face that was exactly the same as Xiaoyu made Zhang Yang exclaim, but then Zhang Yang immediately denied the result, and the other party was not Xiaoyu.

Judging from the opponent's fight with the black-clothed priest, it seems to belong to the category of martial arts practice, especially the sword in his hand, which is obviously in Chinese style. If it were Xiaoyu, Zhang Yang would not have noticed it at all.

"Who is this girl? Why do she look exactly the same as Xiaoyu?"

Zhang Yang realized that the girl could not bear the pressure exerted by the black-clad priest, and was likely to be caught. Without thinking too much, he directly took off the armor from the hidden corner, and then let the armor directly fire a micro missile.

The micro-anti-tank missile is still very powerful, especially for ordinary buildings. The bluestone walls were instantly collapsed, and his appearance was disguised as Westerners. No matter how the black-clothed priest scanned, he could not detect his true face.

Zhang Yang looked at the girl. The girl had many wounds on her Ye Xingyi. Although it was not deep, it was numerous. If she continued to bleed like this, she would fall into coma and shock even if she didn't die. She didn't leave much time for him. The black-clothed priest in front of him was obviously a powerful man who had practiced martial arts, breaking the view that Zhang Yang had only psychics in the world.

"If it were an ordinary psychic, I'm afraid this guy would be killed by a knife."

Zhang Yang gritted his teeth secretly, and all his mental power emerged in front of him, blocking the seemingly invisible but extremely sharp sword aura, especially the ghostly figure of the black-clothed priest, which made Zhang Yang feel more alert. Especially during the battle, he had to distract himself to protect the girl, which made Zhang Yang highly concentrated.

Drink it!

The figure of the black-clothed priest disappeared from Zhang Yang and appeared on his left side the next moment. He clasped his palm into a fist and punched him down. Zhang Yang had the protection of his mental power, but he canceled out the sword energy on the black-clothed priest's body and punched him up without showing any weakness.

Zhang Yang may not be a regular fighting style, but he has the protection of mental power. Unless he breaks the upper limit of mental power at one time, he can cause harm to him. Even so, the power transmitted from the fist of the black-clothed priest made Zhang Yang secretly startled. This old man who claimed to be 79 years old but was actually 80 years old, the power bursting out from his fist was almost the same as Zhang Yang!

Tengteng, Zhang Yang and the black-clothed priest retreated several steps at the same time. Zhang Yang took three steps and the black-clothed priest retreated four steps. Obviously, Zhang Yang still had a slight advantage in terms of strength.

In the real world, Zhang Yang rarely fights with others, and the black-clothed priest he met at this moment is Yagyu Kobayashi, who has extremely rich combat experience. In addition to his secret practice in the Meiji Temple, Yagyu Kobayashi's strength is definitely not as simple as it appears on the surface.

"It's interesting, come again!"

A trace of fear flashed in Yagyu Kobayashi's eyes. The opponent was invulnerable to swords and guns, and his strength gained the upper hand. However, it seemed that the opponent did not have any formed fighting style, which was also a common problem for most psychics. They rely on superpowers to fight. Without martial arts, they were all done as they pleased and figured out by themselves.

A black shadow flashed and appeared in front of Zhang Yang again, stabbed out with a knife. It seemed like a deep quagmire in front of him, and he could never break through any point. When Yagyu Kobayashi targeted the girl, the man would also take action, and it seemed that he regarded the girl as his own.

"I'll help you!"

The girl rested for a while and stood up, and joined the battle circle with a sword. Although her kung fu was not as exquisite and skillful as Yasuo Kobayashi, the green ancient sword in the girl's hand was cut like mud. Yasuo Kobayashi was also a little afraid. As the two of them fought side by side, they dragged Yasuo Kobayashi's figure.

Zhang Yang divided a bunch of mental power to protect the girl around her, and then stopped being passive, but took the initiative to attack Yagyu Kobayashi. Zhang Yang found that Yagyu Kobayashi's physical fitness was not always changing like this, but gradually decreasing, which was obviously a secret technique similar to a brief outbreak.

This method is similar in all countries and shoots, so it is not uncommon.
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