Chapter 1208 One man, one sword overwhelms all heroes!
Mr. Jing looked at the three women standing in front of Qianli and smiled helplessly: "How could I kill her?"
Qianli's eyes were red. She looked at her three apprentices, especially Kaoru Aoi. She didn't hate herself for treating her like this. However, after all, it was the storm that came over, and she quickly controlled herself.
Emotion: "You three get out of the way, this is a matter between me and him."
"Master..."
"Step aside."
"yes."
Famiko and the other three stood aside, but they were still very worried and kept their eyes on Mr. Jing, fearing that he would do something strange.
"Qianli, you have three good disciples." Mr. Jing looked at Famiko and the others and said to Qianli.
He glanced at Xiao Feng with a thousand-mile gaze: "You also have a good grandson."
"Oh, yes, he has always been my pride." Mr. Jing smiled and nodded.
Old Jing's words made Xiao Feng's nose sore. This was the first time he heard the old guy say this for such a big man. Was he really proud of him?
"Qianli, our matter will be settled later, and I will give you a satisfactory answer." Mr. Jing finished speaking slowly, the tenderness on his face disappeared and became grim: "Just now, who said you wanted to kill me?
grandson?"
"Yes..." Watanabe was about to dare to say something, but as soon as he said a word, he felt a 'bang' in his head, and then his face turned pale. He recognized the person in front of him, and the person in his mind.
One of the figures overlapped.
"Is it you? Watanabe!" Mr. Jing looked at Watanabe, his voice was cold: "Did you also say that no one can stop you from killing him, right? The Watanabe family is so powerful!
Now, I'm going to stop you, come on, tell me, what do you want to do?"
"I...I..." Watanabe's body was shaking. He tried hard to control his fear, but the big beads of sweat were still falling down.
"You are not as skilled as others, and you will die if you die, but you still want to avenge him and bully the young, do you still need your old face?" Mr. Jing's voice was so cold that you could hear a needle drop in the huge venue.
Only his voice.
"And you, the older generation, actually want to attack a younger one in a group. Do you think I, Jing Moxian's grandson, am easy to bully?!" Mr. Jing shouted coldly, like thunder, exploding in everyone's ears.
ring.
"Yes, it's him..."
"He, he's back again..."
"Jing, Jing Moxian, he, it's really him..."
Finally, the older generation of Japanese martial arts masters finally came to their senses. Even those who had never met Jing Moxian had heard of his name. For a moment, many people were shaking uncontrollably! This was not them.
Timid, but Jing Moxian’s reputation was too great!
"It's over, it's over, we, we actually bullied his grandson..."
"Is it difficult to say that what happened decades ago will happen again?" someone asked tremblingly.
"No, it can't be..."
"Tell me, why are all of them mute now? Didn't they all attack my grandson just now?" Mr. Jing is famous for his protection against shortcomings. Especially when facing these little devils, he can no longer suppress his temper.
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"Damn, he's so handsome. Mr. Jing is simply my idol. He alone has shocked a whole country's martial arts masters!" Wu Huan's eyes gleamed.
"Yes, if I were a woman, I would definitely marry him." Zhang Yu also nodded fiercely.
"Come on, Mr. Jing is so charming that he would want you?" Sun Mo said, throwing cold water.
"..."
‘Buzz’, just when a low-pitched discussion was heard at the scene, a voice as clear as a dragon’s roar was heard, and a sword as thin as a cicada’s wings appeared in Elder Jing’s hand.
"Seven Star Sword." Qianli saw the sword and said three words softly.
"The Sword of Judgment!" Many people also recognized this sword that was stained with the blood of many Japanese martial arts masters and cut off many Japanese magic soldiers.
Watanabe and other martial arts masters looked at the sword in Lao Jing's hand, their faces turned pale, they stepped back in fright, and then sat down on the ground. It can be seen that this sword left a terrifying shadow in their hearts.
!
"A Feng, tell your people to put down their firearms! Since you are a martial artist, you should have the duel that a martial artist should have!" Mr. Jing said in a deep voice.
Xiao Feng rolled his eyes. If he had your strength, he would have killed a bunch of little devils by chopping melons and vegetables. Why should he do this so nervously?
"Old Zhou, tell brothers to put away their guns."
"good."
"Brother Feng." Wu Huan and others also came over.
In front of so many people, Xiao Feng still saved face for Mr. Jing and did not call him old guy. After all, in the eyes of these little devils, he was like a god!
"He slapped you before, right?" Mr. Jing pointed at Watanabe: "Go and hit you back!"
"Um?"
"I, a Chinese man, must avenge myself! Moreover, I, Jing Moxian, have always felt that it is never too late for a gentleman to seek revenge after ten years. That's bullshit. If you have a grudge, you must avenge it on the spot!" Mr. Jing said loudly.
"Yes!" Xiao Feng's blood boiled when he heard it. Damn it, with such a big backer, he is awesome.
Xiao Feng stepped towards Watanabe, who was sitting on the ground with weak legs and full of fear.
Xiao Feng looked at him condescendingly and showed a mocking smile: "Old Bangzi, I have said before that you Japanese have a servile nature! Look, you were showing your teeth and claws at me just now, why are you so cowardly now?"
"you you……"
"What am I? I also said that I will definitely return the slap to you today!" After Xiao Feng finished speaking, he bent down, raised his hand, and slapped Watanabe Ye hard on the old face, with a clear slap in the face.
Then it sounded.
Watanabe was so stunned that he couldn't even feel the burning pain on his face. He just couldn't believe that this Chinese young man dared to slap him in the face! You know, he was from the Watanabe family, and
He has a high reputation in Japanese martial arts. Who dares to do this to him?
This slap will shatter his dignity, his face, and his prestige!
"Don't you want to maintain the dignity of your Japanese martial arts? Humph, you can't even maintain your own dignity now!" Xiao Feng said, and slapped Watanabe on the face again: "That slap just now was yours.
What you owe me, this slap, is interest!"
"Ah, I'm going to kill you!" Watanabe finally reacted, with burning pain on his face and indescribable humiliation in his heart. He had always looked down on Chinese people, but now he was slapped by a Chinese, and it was still...
How could he bear it in front of so many martial arts comrades?
"Humph." Mr. Jing snorted coldly, causing Watanabe to stop abruptly, not daring to move again.
‘Pah’, Xiao Feng was not used to this old girl’s faults, so he slapped her in the face again. He didn’t want to slap someone in the face, but he just liked to slap her in the face. This was the most satisfying!
He just wants to base his happiness on the pain of this old devil!
Because, in that war, the little devils often did this. When they were bored, they would engage in killing competitions, and all the young, old, women and children died under their bayonets!
Compared to their cruelty, Xiao Feng's slaps in the face mean nothing?
Humiliation? Yes, Watanabe came to humiliation, but the infant babies who died under the bayonet didn't even have the chance to feel humiliation! There were also those women who died when the bayonet penetrated their private parts.
, do they feel humiliated again?
Watanabe's face turned red and swollen, but he never dared to move because he didn't want to die!
At this time, Xiao Feng was like a child with the support of adults, trying his best to torture Watanabe. Although he wanted to rely on his own strength to solve the problem, I have to say that this feeling of having a backer was really satisfying.
So thorough!
"Do you want to kill me but don't dare? Haha, are you very angry?" Xiao Feng mocked: "Where is the bastard spirit from before? Show it again and let me see!"
"Young man, you have to be spared..." Next to him, a friend of Watanabe could not stand it anymore and wanted to say a word for him.
‘Pah’, Xiao Feng slapped him in the face with his backhand: “Do you need to talk nonsense? You have to be merciful and merciful? Why were you so unforgiving to me just now?”
"You...you..." The old man was beaten and became angry and wanted to take action.
‘Poof’, a bloody light flashed, a blood hole appeared in the old man’s chest, and Mr. Jing slowly lowered his right hand.
"Ah..." The old man let out a scream and fell to the ground. In the bloody hole in his chest, there was an irregular-shaped stone embedded in it.
A stone, shot by Mr. Jing, is no less powerful than a sniper bullet!
The crowd was shocked again, and Jing Moxian killed another master in the blink of an eye. This powerful strength made all the masters present feel despair!
Watanabe's body also trembled, and he didn't dare to move even more. He had no doubt that if he moved, he would be the one who died!
"It's so refreshing!" Huo Tian and others shouted in their hearts. One person and one sword frightened the Japanese people so much that they didn't dare to say a word. More than just one 'awesome' person!
Xiao Feng slapped Lao Bangzi. The previous few slaps were quite satisfying, but it was obvious that he didn't respond, so he lost interest. He returned to Mr. Jing and asked in a low voice: "Old guy, why are you here?"
"I have been investigating things in Japan recently."
"Uh, okay."
Mr. Jing ignored Xiao Feng and walked towards Watanabe step by step. The latter didn't even have the courage to retreat and just stood there trembling! Every time Mr. Jing took a step closer, his heart beat hard and he felt like the god of death.
It's close!
"Back then, I didn't even bother to kill you, but I didn't expect that you would become a traitor!" Mr. Jing's eyes were cold: "Do you still think that China is easy to bully?"
"No, I don't dare..."
"Give you a chance, survive my three attacks, and I will spare your life!" Mr. Jing said slowly.
"No, I don't dare..."
"The Watanabe family is really in decline, and their courage is getting weaker and weaker. You are not as courageous as your uncle." Mr. Jing said mockingly.
Old Watanabe's face turned blue and white, and he wanted to take action, but he didn't dare, because he had seen with his own eyes how old Jing showed his power and killed everyone!
"Jing Moxian, do you really want to massacre our Japanese martial arts again?" Qianli asked.
"He wants to kill my grandson, so what if I kill him?" Mr. Jing replied: "Besides, I also gave him a chance. If he survives my three attacks, I will spare him!"