Chapter 825 Dont hide, Dutliang! (Please vote for me!)
Seeing Tang Dao striding out, the door to the box was blocked by Leng Feng who followed closely, while Erya, holding a shell gun, was guarding the window inside the box.
Fujiwara Senzuo showed his white teeth and said solemnly: "Tang Jun, let me remind you that if the two masters of Suigetsu Ryu Yagyu Shizuun attack together regardless of their status, even I can only temporarily avoid their attack.
Do you know how many times your noble family can block their swords? They will not show any mercy to women."
Before the fight even started, the little devil made another move, using the safety of Tantai Mingyue and the others to disturb Tang Dao's mind again. Of course, Tang Dao would not be moved by it, with a smile on his face: "I said
, the so-called martial arts path is just a competition to see who can kill."
Before he finished speaking, his feet paused slightly and his body twisted violently towards a swordsman five meters behind him, using his broad and thick shoulders.
If the iron mountain support of Bajiquan is hit by Tang Dao, even a brick wall will be knocked out with a big hole, let alone the human body?
Previously at the 20th Army Corps, Tang Dao had some reservations, and he still knocked out the infantry squad leader who was strong enough with one blow. This time, he attacked with all his strength, and the power was naturally not the same as last time.
Tang Dao must admit that the Japanese samurai in front of him is very powerful. He is also one of the strongest enemies he has encountered in his past and present lives. Although he has been showing off all kinds of pretense since he first appeared, in fact he is using various language traps to...
It sapped Tang Dao's fighting spirit, even including his initiative to move the battlefield, which seemed to help solve Tang Dao's future troubles. In fact, he was just using his two men to pose a huge threat to three women to tie down Tang Dao.
attention.
Even if Tang Dao's heart is as hard as iron and he doesn't care about the lives of other companions and just wants to escape by himself, he will still fall into his trap. In this kind of battle between masters, as long as he relaxes his mental will, he will immediately fall into a disadvantage in terms of fighting spirit.
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If it were anyone else, Fujiwara Senio would have lost half of his fighting spirit just by using the atmosphere he created with his words, casting an invincible shadow over his soul.
A warrior who cannot move forward to win will only face failure, and facing such a powerful enemy, failure will only lead to death.
Just like playing a game, a character has the super defense of a human shield, the agile attack of an assassin, and the psychic attack of a mage. How can it not be scary?
Faced with such a terrifying enemy, Tang Dao took action.
Everyone was caught off guard and took action.
His target was not his archenemy Fujiwara Senzuo who was chattering away, but the Suigetsu-ryu master who was five meters away from him.
That iron mountain support is very fierce!
However, he seemed to have forgotten that the shoulder he bumped into was just a mortal body no matter how powerful it was, and the swordsman was holding a samurai sword that could cut gold and jade.
Since the Tang Dynasty, the casting skills of the Bailian Hengdao have been lost in the land of China. However, the Japanese samurai sword training skills secretly learned from the casting skills of the Tang Dynasty in China have been passed down. It may not be tough enough, but in terms of sharpness, it is definitely the best.
Currently No. 1 in Asia.
The swordsman doesn't even need to make any movements, he just needs to keep his posture unchanged, and the Tang Dao will actively hit the shimmering blade, giving him a chill.
The Suiyueleu swordsman, who was stunned at first and then had a ferocious flash in his eyes, apparently thought so too. He held the knife in both hands and pointed the blade directly at the Tang Dao that hit him at high speed.
Fujiwara Senio obviously didn't think so. His expression changed and he shouted in a low voice: "Yue Zong, get out of the way."
"Flash?" A trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the Japanese master of Suigetsu Ryu, known as Tsukisect. This was an excellent opportunity to stab someone with a knife and make him feel heartbroken! Even though it was far less satisfying than cutting him off in two.
So soon, the black spot that appeared in Suigetsu-ryu master Tong Renli made him understand why Fujiwara Senyu asked him to dodge. Tang Dao's shoulder was still one meter away from his straight blade, but as he raised his arm
With a sudden swipe back, a murderous weapon came first and appeared in Tongren, the horrified Suigetsu-ryu master.
Baga, Chinese people are very cunning.
This should be the last thought that came to the mind of this master of Suigetsu Ryu.
The next moment, Teacher Xiao He spent several days remaking the triangular military thorn from gun barrel steel, piercing between his eyebrows effortlessly like breaking through tofu, and passed through his skull.
The top swordsman of Shuiyue Liu hadn't swung his sword yet, but he stood there like a piece of wood.
The light of horror in his eyes disappeared!
die!
The three huge blood grooves that penetrated the swordsman's head more than ten centimeters from the three-edged thorn were not only red blood, but also mixed with yellow and white substances. Surgeons who are proficient in the brain should know that this is the brain marrow, commonly known as brain juice.
Before another Suiyue Liu master roared and rushed forward with a sword, Tang Dao twisted his waist slightly again, like a super giant butterfly landing beside the dead swordsman with eyes wide open in anger.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, he pulled out the three-edged military thorn from his head, bringing out a fountain of blood. At the same time, his eyes showed a blood color, and he smiled brightly: "Mr. Zhan Xiong, this way, I won't be so worried."
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Leng Feng might not be able to handle two of them by himself, but he can handle the remaining one for at least two minutes, no matter he wins or loses.
And two minutes were enough for Tang Dao and Fujiwara Senio to decide whether they were alive or dead.
If Tang Dao wins, the fate of the remaining Shuiyue Liu master will naturally go without saying; if he loses, then everyone will definitely die together, and they will become real mandarin ducks with the same fate.
However, Tang Dao has a self-confidence that is difficult for ordinary people to understand. He has never thought about losing. This is not because God has given him the halo of the protagonist in this era, but because he has been on the edge of life and death countless times for more than ten years.
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In those years, Tang Dao encountered too many opponents. An old man who was nearly two meters tall could break a tree stump as thick as an adult's thigh with one kick; a South American killer who was proficient in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu and could strangle a puma with a naked choke;
The king of Muay Thai who has practiced for 20 years, has a pair of iron knees that have kicked a bull to death; a special soldier who is proficient in Krav Maga, the military art of the Jewish Kingdom, beats his younger brother, pokes his eyes, and stabs his throat in all kinds of evil ways.
Practical tricks that are hard to guard against
But in the end, it was Tang Dao who survived to the end.
And now Tang Dao is more terrifying than before. His younger and stronger body and his unique tactical command that he has gradually developed over the past few months have made his personal strength even higher.
Therefore, from the moment he walked out of the box door, before Fujiwara Senzuo started talking, Tang Dao had already set his sights on the unlucky guy named Tsukimune.
If Yuezong is still alive, he will definitely want to ask why Mao is targeting me. Is there a big word "weak" written on my face?
That's not the cliff. Suigetsu and Yagyu Shizumo's generation have trained a total of three gatekeeper masters. The three of them gave up their real names and were named after the most famous sword in Japanese history, the Mikazuki Sect.
, Yuezong, near.
It can only be said that the Japanese are also able to save trouble and use local materials without using up brain cells. Fortunately, most Japanese swords have long names. The names of "Doji Kiri Yasutsuna" and "Daidian Taiguangse" are weird and lengthy.
How can we rectify the Chinese "ganjiang", "moye", "longquan" and "yuuchang"?
The higher the rank, the weaker the strength. Tsutsuzong is ranked second, which means that he is the second master among the Suigetsu-ryu gatekeepers. The one named 'Kami' hasn't come yet. Here, Tsukizong is the only one except Fujiwara.
The strongest master besides the warrior.
Unexpectedly, Tang Dao was killed in one unexpected attack.
The dead man may not know the answer, but Tang Dao can answer it for him, mainly because he speaks too few words.
Fujiwara Senio's small mouth kept shaking people's minds. It looked broken, but it was actually an extremely clever tactic. But the master standing on his right kept saying "Baga" and his words were pale.
He hasn't even used the ball at all, which fully shows that he has an impetuous mentality. He may be able to become a first-rate master by practicing hard, but he has no chance of becoming a top master.
But the silent one is different. There is an old saying in China: A dog that doesn’t bark will bite!
In order to help Leng Feng reduce his burden as much as possible, he became the target that Tang Dao must hunt.
"Haha, Mr. Tang has indeed lived up to the expectations of my Fujiwara warrior." Fujiwara warrior laughed loudly with a flash of blue on his face, his face gradually turned cold and he shouted coldly to his subordinates: "Three days,
Kill everyone in the room in the shortest possible time, and I want their blood to become the flowers to send Tang Jun off, and he will definitely die in tears."
After saying that, he slowly pulled out the sword from his waist and pointed it at the Tang Dao five meters away.
From the moment Senio Fujiwara pulled out the sword, the man who had always had a calm look in his eyes disappeared. There seemed to be a kind of magic in his eyes that made people slide away after looking at him, feeling bored and vomiting in their hearts.
It was like a pair of eyes from hell!
The sharp samurai sword he is holding has a chrysanthemum-like cloud pattern on the blade. The sharp blade gives people the feeling that you don’t need to touch it, it will bleed just by looking at it! You can see how sharp the blade is.
The speed of alternating movement of both feet did not seem to be very fast, but the distance of five meters was as long as a foot. Just when I saw the sword being drawn, the next moment I saw the light of the sword rising in front of Tang Dao.
The tip of the knife was straight, and the wrist vibrated and moved without making any sound of breaking the air! It stabbed directly in front of the Tang Dao, and the whole knife suddenly exploded!
What does it mean that the sword is as bright as lightning? What does it mean to be as graceful as a frightening dragon and graceful as a wandering dragon?
This is it! Or maybe it’s not!
There are almost no adjectives that can fully describe the power of this sword.
The Japanese samurai, who had been showing off for a long time, only used one knife, which proved that he was fully capable of showing off.
At that moment, as a bystander, Leng Feng was not the one being attacked, but the power of the sword, which was several meters away from him, still made the hairs on his body stand up, like a cat that had stepped on a switch.
From Leng Feng's perspective, a bright sword light almost enveloped Tang Dao's chest and throat.
If it were him, other than trying his best to hide back, he would have no power to parry against this shocking and terrifying knife.
Tang Dao, on the other hand, did not dodge or block, and did not move, as if he had been stunned.
"Team up!" Leng Feng roared.
However, other than roaring, he could not take a step forward. The other Japanese Suigetsu-ryu master was already charging towards him with blood-red eyes...
To an outsider, the lightning-like sword light had shrouded the vital points on Tang Dao's chest.
But in Tang Dao's opinion, it's far from that simple.
The light of the sword is like lightning, but it is not scary. No matter how strong the light of the sword is, you have to rely on the knife to kill people, not the light, which is just dazzling.
It is not scary even if it is as fast as a dragon. No matter how fast the knife is, it will stagnate after piercing the human body. In the end, it is just a knife.
Yes, everything is a means to hinder the purpose.
Only Tang Dao, who was shrouded in the sword's light, knew that Fujiwara Senio's sword skills seemed complicated but actually simple, but in fact all the sword's light was just a disguise. His sword was actually the same as most Japanese samurai who advocated the one-sword style. , is a knife, a knife drawn to the chest.
In particular, the sword intent and killing intent contained in this sword were completely radiated out in this cracking brocade-like explosion. Coupled with his almost demonic eyes, it made people feel like they were suddenly all over the body. Cold and completely shrouded in terrifying murderous intent.
Fujiwara Senio's sword skill perfectly combines sound, color, light, energy, spirit, and power! Coupled with his murderous intention, determination, and the explosion of mental and physical strength accumulated for many years, this sword can be called a The strongest sword he has practiced for thirteen years!
If it were an ordinary person, under such power, his liver and gallbladder would have ruptured before the knife penetrated his heart, and he would have been frightened to death!
Regardless of whether it is due to the emphasis on Tang swords or not, the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength. Fujiwara Senzuo has vividly interpreted the word "master".
Tang Dao naturally felt a shock in his mind. Even he, or Ming Xin, faced such a fierce, sharp, soul-stealing sword, they could only do what Leng Feng thought, Only retreat!
But as soon as he retreats, the opportunity will be lost! He will face the continuous attacks of Fujiwara Senzuo. In front of such a master, there is no possibility of evading the first move, but there is no possibility of evading ten moves, even if he is as confident as Tang Even the knife dare not do this.
Therefore, Tang Dao will not retreat!
When the sword's light was gone and the sword was no more than thirty centimeters away from his chest, he waved his arm.
Together with the black triangular military thorn that has been painted with protective color in his hand, move forward and stab!
No hiding or blocking!
It's just a simple front stab.
Facing the knife that was about to pierce into his body, he waved his military thorn and stabbed fiercely, regardless of it, and moved forward indomitably.
The Tang sword itself was very powerful, and with this full-strength thrust, the triangular sword and the air actually rubbed against each other, making a soft sound of "Hugh!"
It is like the clear whistle of the golden leaves flying on the top of the snow-capped mountains.
The meaning is obvious, your sword can kill me, but my sword will kill you as well.
Yes, Tang Dao's practice of Tai Chi and Bajiquan may not be as good as Uncle Han who has been immersed in this way for decades, but it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a master of Chinese martial arts.
But that is not the real Tang Sword. The real Tang Sword, even if he has been in two lives, is a warrior, a warrior who fights in a hail of bullets.
Warriors never care about the level of martial arts, they only care about life and death.
Either you die or I die, or we die together.
When the muzzles of the guns are facing each other, the competition is not to see who can hide faster, but to face the opponent's muzzle, shoot, and then shoot again, until the kinetic energy of the enemy's bullet carries you away.
When it comes to the choice between life and death, who can be a battle-hardened warrior who understands better?
Fujiwara Senio is undoubtedly a martial arts genius. Thirteen years of martial arts training has brought him halfway up the mountain of martial arts, leaving most martial artists far behind. Given time, he may really be qualified to reach the pinnacle of martial arts and become the number one in Japan.
A master, even in the land of China where dragons and crouching tigers are hidden, it is not known how many people can compete with him.
It's a pity that he has not yet reached the point where he is worthy of life and death.
Therefore, when he swung his strongest sword and was about to kill the enemy, the enemy actually gave him such a move that could kill the enemy. Moreover, he had to admit that when his sword was used,
The moment it pierces the opponent's chest, that frightening weapon will surely pierce your own heart as well.
He didn't want to die, he didn't want to die in this small town, and he didn't want his name to be published in newspapers by the Chinese and bring shame to the family. Even though it was a family he had abandoned like worn shoes, after all, he had the blood of the Fujiwara family in his blood.
In the midst of the lightning and flint, Fujiwara Sentio's wrist shook slightly, and the lightning-like sword light struck the military thorn tightly in Tang Dao's hand.
He didn't even dare to stab Tang Dao's arm. The force of Tang Dao's stab even gave Fujiwara Sen.
into one's own chest.
This fatal stab from the Tang Sword severely paralyzed the Japanese master, who had no limits to his pretentiousness.
In other words, even my scalp is numb.
I am afraid that it was not until this moment that Fujiwara Senio understood the deeper meaning of what Tang Dao just said about the so-called martial arts, which is just to see who can kill more powerfully.
No matter if your sword shines like lightning or if it is as graceful as a thunderous dragon, I will stab you.
If you have the ability, don’t hide from anyone who is outstanding!
