A group of special police raised the submachine guns in their hands and put them on the car. Since the other party was a terrorist, there was no need to shout. The leader directly issued an order to kill them.
Submachine guns spit out a short tongue of flames. Tokugawa Totaro snorted coldly, quickly slashed dozens of swords towards the other party, opened a sword, and cut all the bullets into pieces in the air. He was now angry and couldn't find a place to vent his anger. A sword light slashed over, a row of police cars exploded, and dozens of police officers flew out.
Toyotomi Waxun shouted, "Don't delay, go quickly, more police will come here later, we have become the target of the Japanese government." He hated him, Oda Yuri, a little beast, actually landed in such a field by himself. Fortunately, his family has always been hidden deep. After destroying the Oda family, he needs to set up a few more barriers around the house to prevent being tracked by the government.
He called out, "Kawaji, retreat." After a long time, he found that there was no reaction behind him. When he turned around, he was stunned. The hidden ninjas were all lying on the street. With the death of their master, the summoned phantom beasts also disappeared. People wearing black suits and swaying swords in their hands walked out from all corners, alleys, and stores. They were the samurai of the Oda family. The same was true for the ninjas of the Fengmo family. In the chaos just now, no one noticed the actions of these samurais. Who would have thought that they would concentrate their efforts to deal with their ninjas.
Toyotomi Waxaki held his breath in his chest and couldn't come up, so he almost went crazy on the spot. Tokugawa Toyogawa felt distressed and hurriedly said, "Senior Toyotomi, don't be confused. Now we still have the advantage. Our number is still twice theirs. We will win the head-on battle."
A cold voice rang out from the air, "Is that right? Then I want to see how you are going to win this battle."
The two of them hurriedly looked up, Yu Liu floating in the air, and had taken off the suit, and put on a bright red warrior suit, looking at them coldly.
Tokugawa Totaro laughed angrily, and the two of them slowly rose up and floated in the air. Toyotomi Waxaki cursed, "Yuliu, you despicable beast! You have used such shameless and obscene methods. You have defiled the reputation of your Oda family for hundreds of years. Are you worthy of being a samurai?"
Yu Liu sneered, "Is that so? You can always find a good excuse for your failure. After I kill you, I will tell people in the future that I have destroyed your family with dignity. Who would doubt it? At least now, let's face off to the samurai. Two of you, bet on the honor of the warriors and have a real competition."
Tokugawa Totaro sneered, "Is it up to you to kill us? Yuri-kun, you seem to be overestimating your strength."
Toyotomi Waxaki was afraid that Tokugawa Totaro was young and energetic, so he was hit by the other party's trick again, and hurriedly said, "Don't dream, do you think we will face off with you one by one? We will cut off your head, kill all your samurai, and then destroy your Oda family."
Yu Liu shook her head, "You two seem to have misunderstood. What I mean by facing the head-on battle means that I am alone to meet the challenge of you two. Come on, I don't have this strength, just try it out."
The two of them were stunned for a moment, and then laughed at the same time. Toyotomi Waxi smiled gloomyly, "Okay, young man, the courage is commendable, then let's see your strength." After saying that, a black Bushido, almost exactly the same, was summoned out of his chest. The last of the four demon swords of Muramasa, "Sad" was held by him.
A gust of cold wind blew, and the three of them stood still in the air. Yu Liu slowly raised his resentment. A stream of sad, miserable, strong resentment floated up from the bloody street below and was quickly sucked in by the sword in his hand. The range of resentment gradually expanded and extended to more than a dozen blocks away. A larger and dense resentment condensed towards Yu Liu from all directions, forming a purple-black fog around him, and painful faces appeared in the mist, as if countless souls were about to cry and struggle to come out, looking extremely terrifying.
Tokugawa Totaro and Toyotomi Waxaki also absorbed the energy of fear and sadness in the surrounding space. The negative energy generated by the dark emotions in human hearts, or the resentment, fear and sadness that never dissipated after death were all absorbed in by different "Muramasa" demon swords as spiritual food. Gradually, a powerful dark aura appeared on the three of them, and the entire space was shrouded in a gray yin energy.
Lin Chen was on the rooftop of a building hundreds of meters away and was quite surprised to see it. He didn't expect that there was such a treasure on Yu Liu, but he was not optimistic about the appearance of this treasure. Well, absorbing the darkest emotions in people's hearts as the source of energy, and the dark side power produced in it was indeed extraordinary. Lin Chen stood here and felt a chilling feeling on his body, as if someone was whispering something in his ear from time to time. The dark energy produced in people's hearts was actually stronger than the dark energy in the world. No wonder Edward hit the other party's sword. He was a dark attribute, but he was still eroded by this darkness and could not be lifted for a long time.
The black swords in the hands of the two old guys should be from the same lineage as Yu Liu's, but the attributes of the dark energy absorbed seemed slightly different. Lin Chen saw it completely from the purple-black clouds that were shrouded around the people. The faces that appeared in the clouds of three people were different. The faces that Yu Liu Huan were born were full of resentment, the young man was deeply afraid, while the faces that the old man Huan were born were all crying expressions.
The dark energy in the space was constantly diverting and gathering, and finally stopped at a critical point. At this moment, the purple-black mist around the three people began to gather into heads with resentful faces, and a string of thick fog under their necks hovering around them. The Muramasa in his hand emitted a strong purple light due to absorbing too much dark energy.
Yuliu took the lead in slashing a sword. A purple sword energy that was more than ten meters long gathered in the space. With a miserable howling, black smoke rolled towards the other side. Tokugawa Totaro and Toyotomi Waxaki also used a sword. Three sword lights collided and exploded silently in the air, turning into a circle of wave-like smoke spreading around. The streets and houses on the ground were all destroyed, the surface of the ground was rolled up layer by layer, and the houses and plants shattered and shattered. The world-famous Shibuya Street in Japan disappeared, leaving only a shallow pit of gravel with a diameter of hundreds of meters.