Miyamoto stood in front of him, his whole body seemed to be connected to the earth. The sword seemed to be part of his arm, which was completely impeccable and had no flaws at all. Han Gang, who was known as the Grand Master level, looked at it for a long time and was helpless.

In fact, the reason is very simple, because he is not a master level, he is a bragging level. At most, his skills are just about just entering the master level. Although he is also considered a stunning and amazing person among the younger generation, it is pure nonsense to say how invincible he is.

He was so awesome the previous second, but now his mouth was tighter than anyone else. He had to kill the master of Sakura Club a second, but now a minute has passed, and he is still in a daze.

Everyone, except Zhang Dabiao, had a look of panic in their eyes. Even Chu Kuangren and Bai Shan, who were never afraid of killing, had a numb scalp. It was so bloody and gloomy. This guy was full of gloomy.

Why does it seem like I just walked out of hell?

It was cold, so cold, and the wind was whizzing from the palace itself, making people feel trembling!

"We are never afraid of death in the Killing Legion. The first god legs of the young generation, the great master, I can only slaughter women and children, and things." Zhang Dabiao spat at Han Gang, then pulled out a big knife from behind and walked forward with big strides.

"The people who kill God's Legion will never be scared to death only by death in battle, because we are warriors in Yanxia!"

But Miyamoto suddenly laughed: "You lowly Yanxia man, why do you deliberately pretend to be very backbone? I know you are all cowardly. So, since you can pretend so well, I will give you a chance to pretend. I will kill you the last one. I want you to kneel at my feet and admit your Yanxia man's incompetence. So the person I want to kill now is him."

"Just you said you wanted to kill me in seconds, right? You, Yanxia people, stand up?" Miyamoto suddenly smiled gloomyly and pointed at Han Gang and said.

"I, I, I am not from Yanxia, ​​I am from Kimchi. The matter here has nothing to do with me. I have no grudges with you. I hope you can let me go." At this time, Han Gang suddenly fell to the ground: "I admire the strong very much, so I am willing to be loyal to you in the future and kill all the Yanxia waste. They are all weak and I will solve it if you don't need to take action."

"Hahahahaha. OK, it's very good. However, you just said that your legs are the first divine leg of the younger generation. Then, I think you don't need an arm and can still be loyal to me. Haha." As Miyamoto spoke, everyone suddenly felt the boundless death aura that hit. Two sword lights flashed and went straight to Han Gang.

Although Han Gang was afraid and kneeling down, he was not a fool, so he was naturally prepared for it. So when Miyamoto took action, his legs suddenly moved, and his body suddenly turned into countless afterimages, escaping outside the villa.

But suddenly, a figure flashed in front of him. Miyamoto was already holding his elbow and blocking his face, lowering his head and smiling coldly: "A coward like you deserves to be my subordinate and even kill me in seconds. It is simply the biggest joke in the world. The cowardly Yanxia people treat you as a talisman, which is even more incompetent."

Miyamoto suddenly looked at Chu Kuangren and said, "I tell you, I'm here to give you a letter of war this time, and by the way, I'll give you some color!"

As he said that, he threw a black war letter into Chu Kuangren's hand. Chu Kuangren opened it and gritted his teeth: "Sasuke Ito, you are the young master of the Sakura Club, okay, you are cruel enough, but we Yanxia people don't have a coward. You said that we will take everyone to fight in three days and fight to the death. That's great, we promise you. You go."

"You told another joke just now, do you know?" Miyamoto sighed: "You can easily see our Young Master Ito, just by you. I am just a small leader under his command. You can already destroy you in the blink of an eye. Do you really want to fight? Are you heartbroken?"

"Like this idiot from the kimchi country, is his head broken?"

"What, you are not Ito Sasuke, you are just his subordinate?" Chu Kuangren was even more surprised and immediately said, "Ito said he wanted to make a bet with us and bet on the entire Hangzhou underground world?"

"In fact, our young master wants to bring you all together and catch up with you, not to leave one, once and for all, because you are too weak and he doesn't want to continue playing anymore. But if you want to bet, it's OK. If you lose, our Cherry Blossom Club will take over the underground world of Hangzhou in the future. Do you dare to agree?"

Before Chu Kuangren could speak, Miyamoto suddenly said: "Whether you agree or not is a dead end. If you don't believe it, I can let you see the consequences of your umbrella."

"Go to die!"

Because he discovered that Han Gang had an attempt to escape again, and he jumped up with his light skills, as if he had condensed all his skills, Miyamoto suddenly soared into the sky. After his body flashed in the air, it seemed to disappear out of thin air. Then, he appeared behind Han Gang again.

"I will always be behind you!"

While the two bodies were falling in mid-air, Chu Kuangren and others saw that Miyamoto seemed to be slow, but in fact they only held the hilt of the knife in one tenth of a second, and then cut it directly into the middle of Han Gang's head.

Han Gang knew that he could not run away, so he could only fight to the death and exert his skills to the limit. His true energy surged all over his body and turned four or five times in a row, hoping to fight the enemy head-on, and he had kicked more than a hundred legs in a row, but he could not even touch the corner of his clothes.

But it was useless. Miyamoto was always faster than him, just like the shadow behind him, and he would always be behind him, and like a possessed soul, and he could never get rid of it.

When it was about to land, the sword light in Miyamoto's hand suddenly burst out like a brilliant firework. After a dazzling light, Chu Kuangren and others saw that Han Gang's head was finally cut from the middle, like a watermelon, and separated with his body and formed two parts.

The knife was silent, like cutting tofu.

"Clang!"

When the sword returned to the scabbard, Miyamoto fell to the ground and said calmly: "I actually only need one knife to kill him. I just used the 'Injustice Soul-bearing Divine Sword Technique' to shock you. How about it? Now, everyone kneel down and beg me for mercy. My sword can sweep across the world of your summer. It is impossible for anyone here to be my opponent?"

"You--" Zhang Dabiao gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go!"

"What did you say just now? Who do you want to shock? How powerful is your sword technique? Where do you want to sweep? I didn't even hear it clearly, tell me again?"

And at this moment, a voice that was even more gloomy than Miyamoto suddenly rang behind Miyamoto!

Miyamoto's face suddenly changed drastically!

No, this is impossible. Someone appeared behind me silently, and I felt nothing!

At this time, Chu Kuangren and others were extremely excited!

The prince has finally arrived!
Chapter completed!