Yuan Yizheng never believes that anyone can avoid such a quick knife, and no one can avoid it!

No...it's impossible...

But... he found a trace of pity flashed through Ye Chunqiu's eyes.

It's mercy.

Yuan Yimasatsu's body shook and suddenly felt something was wrong.

But...how did this young man escape his own knife?

Ye Chunqiu did not give him a chance to think. The faster the knife, the more flaws there were. It was just that this quickness covered the flaws. Ye Chunqiu was in a posture that ordinary people could not understand. Yuan Yizheng only felt a flash in front of him. Then he saw that, just in the flash, when he failed to succeed in one blow, his body leaned forward slightly, and his neck was exposed to Ye Chunqiu on one side, Ye Chunqiu's movement actually turned into an executioner's posture.

Holding a sword in both hands, the sword light is raised high.

Next, he only heard Ye Chunqiu's whispering voice: "Do you think I can't escape? Do you think that your Yuanyi family's sword technique has no flaws? Yes, soon, you are indeed almost at the extreme..."

In fact, at this time, Ye Chunqiu's Blade Sword had been cut off, and the blade was gone without Yuan Yizheng's back neck, just like cutting a melon, Yuan Yizheng's head had already rolled to the ground.

So Yuan Yi couldn't hear what happened later. Ye Chunqiu's eyes were red, and he let the splashed blood spray on his body. He still murmured: "Even if I am fully alert, with your strength, I will avoid it, and I don't even have 30% sure. But if I know all the details of your Yuan Yi's swordsmanship, if I can see the direction of your attack from your starting move? So... you will definitely lose this battle. I just want to kill you with one move. Do you know why? Because only in this way can I win!"

This thin sound was accompanied by the rolling of the head, the splattering of blood, and the astonishment of countless people.

In everyone's eyes, they only saw Yuan Yizheng's sword passing by Ye Chunqiu. Everyone thought Ye Chunqiu would die. The lightning that was almost as fast as lightning was almost enough to make Ye Chunqiu despair.

Even Zhu Houzhao couldn't help trembling. He thought he had missed a confidant, so there was anger, hatred, and despair in his eyes, so his eyes were red and a wet oozing out, but then... he was stunned.

No one expected that Ye Chunqiu would avoid this fatal blow and would return a more fatal blow at the fastest speed.

The hand rises, the sword falls.

Yuan Yizheng's body was cut off with one knife.

Ye Chunqiu of course knew that Yuan Yizheng's failure was that there was a fatal flaw in their swordsmanship. In the light brain, this flaw was because it was almost at the extreme, so it was difficult to change the direction of the knife on the way. This means that once someone knew this secret, he could guard against Yu Weiran. When he rushed over, others could not see the lightning-fast knife, but Ye Chunqiu had already learned his trajectory. He had too much time to dodge and too much time to fight back.

The first kendo master in Kanto, but Err.

After being shocked, a huge roar broke out from the crowd. Those fellow villagers in Ningbo, those spectators who were originally holding good things, all shouted loudly at this moment.

Then the eunuchs and guards around Zhu Houzhao were also infected by this atmosphere. Some people were so worried that they raised their arms and said, "Ye Xiu's swordsmanship is unparalleled!"

More people yelled, and the atmosphere would be infected. When you are in it, you can't curb your emotions.

Ye Chunqiu stirred up this atmosphere, and Zhu Houzhao's blue veins swelled up, and he raised his arms high and shouted in a very tacky manner: "Kill him, kill them!"

"kill!"

Ye Chunqiu's long sword fell slightly, and blood lay down from the blood trough of the long sword. He knew... Next... the game just started.

The killing of Yuan Yizheng is just the first step. This step is just a dangerous move by Ye Chunqiu. These Japanese warriors are all extraordinary and have been trained in swordsmanship since childhood. With Ye Chunqiu's strength, he wanted to face the siege of more than 30 people alone, and Ye Chunqiu died.

So he expected that Yuan Yizheng, as the number one sword in Kanto, would have the capital to be proud, so he provoked him first and asked him to attack. Ye Chunqiu had known his flaws and killed the so-called first sword with one blow.

Then what……

Ye Chunqiu's mouth curled up an evil smile, and then...

If these Japanese rush over in anger, they will become meat sauce.

But Ye Chunqiu knew that these people had been shocked.

They never expected that Yuan Yimao would lose. This samurai who created the undefeated myth in Japan actually died like this. If he had negligent and finally died in battle for three hundred rounds, it might be understandable, but... he was actually killed by Ye Chunqiu!

What kind of person is this person in front of you!

How scary and powerful is he?

"Kill, kill, kill, kill!" Countless people cheered for it.

And more than thirty Japanese people were actually trembling and staggering and dared not move forward.

Ye Chunqiu stepped forward, and he stepped step by step, as if he was walking in the garden.

He even smiled as usual, his eyes swept over every Japanese face very comfortably, and the smile made every Japanese feel as if he was facing a demon.

He is getting closer...

The Japanese people were even more confused. In their hearts, Yuan Yizheng was like a god of war. They were confident that they could not stop a sword in front of Yuan Yizheng, but now, Yuan Yizheng could not stop Ye Chunqiu's sword.

Go forward...it means to die.

Although the Japanese are brave, it does not mean that they completely see through life and death. Anyone knows that they will take a step forward will be hell. Not to mention humans, even jackals or animals, they will only be trembling at this time.

The sounds of shouting and shouting for Ye Chunqiu have become louder and louder, soaring into the sky.

Ye Chunqiu continues to move forward...

Finally, a warrior collapsed. His eyes suddenly turned red and he shouted: "Yora, kill him..." He roared hysterically, raised his sword in both hands, and rushed towards Ye Chunqiu.

He shouted in Japanese, and Ye Chunqiu just understood what he meant: "Bastard, kill me."

This Japanese man seemed to feel that his samurai's self-esteem had been violated, so he decided to fight to the death.

But his clumsy and crazy look was full of flaws in Ye Chunqiu's eyes.

If these warriors rushed forward, Ye Chunqiu would never be spared. It was a pity that only one of them rushed up, and they were full of flaws.

The sword light flashed, and it was still far from Ye Chunqiu. Ye Chunqiu drew his sword. The dark sword light flashed. The Japanese warrior was still holding the sword in both hands, but his body suddenly stopped. Because the Polu Sword had pierced his throat, he was still holding the sword high, but the sword had passed through his throat...
Chapter completed!