Because Ye Hao's meaning is in his words, he doesn't like them at all.
This is not only despising them, but also despising the Shui Yumen family and even despising the entire island country.
How can this make the islanders who have always regarded honor as more important than their own lives?
At this moment, Yamamoto Suktor sneered and stared at Ye Hao and said, "Miss, I originally thought that we could give this kid a chance."
"But now it seems that there is no need for this."
Jiang Ningzi's eyes also returned to their coldness, and he slowly said: "It's really not necessary. Only death can make him clear about his weight for such a person."
Ye Hao said lightly: "I know very well my weight."
"But, you probably don't know how much portion you have?"
"Don't mention you, even if the so-called emperor of your island country is here."
"He has to kneel in front of me!"
"What's more, you guys?"
Hearing Ye Hao's words, Jiang Ningzi and Yamamoto Sukki shivered in anger.
Insulting the island emperor?
Who do this little boy from Daxia thinks he is?
Is it the President of the United States?
Otherwise, why do you say such things?
"I have always heard that the people of Daxia are gentle and polite."
"Now it seems that I was wrong!"
"The people of Daxia are all stupider than the other, and the other is more conceited!"
"But there is only one ending of stupidity and conceit, that is death!"
Yamamoto Suktor sneered, and waved his hand at the place where Ye Hao was the next moment, and said coldly: "Go!"
With his order, he saw more than a dozen island killers pounced over with the island sword in his hand.
The island nation sword created by Seiko shines with a dazzling luster at this moment.
For the islanders, fighting with this ancestral sword represents supreme glory.
Although Jiang Ningzi did not take action, she locked in where Ye Hao was in a cold expression.
Although she is just a fake Japanese devil, if she has the chance, she doesn't mind killing Ye Hao at all, which is also considered a contribution.
Soon, more than a dozen island swordsmen rushed to Ye Hao's front. The island sword in their hands changed its posture and slashed towards Ye Hao's place.
Swift, cold, unstoppable.
Ye Hao narrowed his eyes and looked at the sword lights, and suddenly smiled and said, "Ajizuki flows!"
"It seems that the island people will never die in my heart for Daxia!"
"For Jinling, the Wuyumen came one family, and the six major schools also came one family."
"interesting!"
After the words came, Ye Hao took a step forward and his body sank into a sword shadow.
"Clang—"
A long sword of the island country that was first to slash was bounced away by Ye Hao's fingers.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Hao pulled out the island swordsman in front of him with a cut short knife from his waist and slashed out to the side casually.
"Clang clang clang—"
A series of sounds came out, and these swordsmen from the island countries all felt their mouths numb, and the long sword in their hands instantly came out.
The weaker ones even had their mouths exploded and the pain was unbearable.
This scene made these dozen swordsmen with Abigalith all look unwilling.
No matter what, they would never have imagined that they would not even be a single enemy in front of Ye Hao.
Ignoring these island swordsmen who had lost their combat power, Ye Hao shook his right hand, and the island sword in his hand turned into pieces and roared towards the ceiling.