Since the Japanese took the lead, Duba was not in a hurry to stop him!
It’s best to have him take the lead!
Even if you die, it won't hurt the overall situation! At least it won't hurt the overall situation of the three of you. As for whether it affects the overall situation of the Holy Lord, who can care?
Especially Lausanne is the happiest!
This time he actually didn't say a single sarcastic word. He was afraid that if he said too much, it wouldn't be nice for the Japanese to back down in anger!
Although the fog was thick, Feng Jiuxiao could still see clearly. The Japanese samurai, who was not tall but very powerful, was actually walking towards him.
Feng Jiuxiao watched quietly as the Japanese man was so arrogant, shaking his head and walking around with great displeasure.
What are you pretending to be?
The distance of ten feet is very close, and it shrinks to three feet in a few steps.
Three feet is the safe distance calculated by the Japanese. You can attack when you advance, and you can defend when you retreat.
Matsushita Shirou looked at Feng Jiuxiao carefully.
Feng Jiuxiao frowned, and he said helplessly: "Have you never seen a man or a handsome boy? If you haven't seen it, I can give you a portrait. I don't mind if you offer it, so that you can see it every day.
, how about watching it every month, every year?”
Matsushita Shirou's cheek couldn't help but twitch, but he hadn't seen clearly whether Feng Jiuxiao was holding her breath, so although he held the handle of the knife, he didn't attack. He saw that Feng Jiuxiao's chest did rise and fall, but the interval was long.
Long breathing naturally means deep internal strength, but his interval is several times that of the three Tibetan lamas. Could it be that his power will be several times that of theirs? This is absolutely impossible!
As long as a person works hard, he will indeed be rewarded. But martial arts training can only be done one step at a time. If you want to reach a certain level, you must make great efforts. The Holy Lord is over ninety years old this year. According to him, his breakthrough is very difficult.
Successfully, I reached the eighth realm at the age of thirty, freeing up more time to break through the ninth realm in the future! After ten years of hard work, I finally broke through the ninth realm! After the ninth realm, there were countless opportunities, and I finally broke through in the year of eighty-four.
Realm of heaven and man!
And some people have not yet broken through the Seventh Realm when they are fifty years old.
Comparing people with each other makes people angry.
Seeing that Feng Jiuxiao is only twenty years old, even if he is already a monster at the peak of the Nine Realms, if he is said to be more powerful than the Peak of the Nine Realms, Matsushita Shiburo really can't believe it. He doesn't want to believe it either.
He said in a deep voice with the unique Japanese speaking rhythm: "Is yours Feng Jiuxiao?"
Feng Jiuxiao had determined that there were only the four of them within a radius of tens of feet. His mind was racing, and he was deducing in his mind the order of action to kill the four people in one fell swoop and the possible reactions of the other party. He said calmly: "I have already done this to myself just now.
I've introduced you once, if you don't understand what I'm saying, go back and study hard, I don't have time to talk to you."
Matsushita Shiburo is much calmer now.
He suddenly discovered that Feng Jiuxiao had been breathing.
There is exhalation and there is inhalation.
There is no doubt that it is absolutely true.
Since Matsushita Shiburo knew that the other party was not afraid of being drugged at all, he naturally could no longer take it lightly.
He is ready to implement the second plan and take it!
It doesn't matter if the opponent is not afraid of being drugged, and it doesn't matter if he can stand up. The key is that the opponent's legs and feet are not flexible, so it is impossible to talk about light kung fu. Without the cooperation of footwork, no matter how exquisite the martial arts is, it will be greatly reduced!
Matsushita Shiburo held the sword tightly and suddenly took a step, just one step.
Five feet per step. Then stopped again.
He asked: "I heard that Otomo Laitai died in your hands."
Feng Jiuxiao frowned and said, "You are really weird. You talk nonsense when you talk. Who is Otomo Laitai?"
Matsushita Shirou chuckled, "Sure enough, noble people tend to forget things. I can remind you that there was a small village in northern Shaanxi in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Someone ambushed you at that time, and among them was a Japanese warrior who died in your hands. But
Are you impressed?"
Feng Jiuxiao finally had an impression.
A small village in northern Shaanxi, it should be Qiligao Village.
It was the time when it was freezing cold and snowing heavily.
At that time, the whole village was covered with snow.
I remember that I first killed a fat-headed Tuo who was hiding behind a tree with one arrow.
Natoutuo seemed to be using his identity as a priest of the Blood Sword Sect to hide his true identity as the Huwei killer.
At that time, one of the four peak masters under Liancheng, Murong Bai, who was holding the Li Zhen Sword and was known as the Poison Wolf, was besieging him!
There is Li Zixiong from the Li family in northern Shaanxi who holds a Xuanyuan bow!
When I saw the two enemies, I set the goal of "killing Li Zixiong first, then Murong Bai"!
Feng Jiuxiao remembered very clearly that at that time, she went straight to Li Zixiong with the Qinggong skill of shrinking to an inch. Just when she was about to strike down with the Qiushui long knife in her hand, suddenly a man in white appeared from behind a huge stone, holding a slender and narrow knife in his hands.
The knife struck at me like lightning!
That knife is really fast!
When I saw the samurai uniform, I thought that the sword was actually a Japanese sword!
Feng Jiuxiao quickly recalled in her mind that the Japanese warrior wearing a white warrior uniform had a steady footwork and a sword that he had never seen before!
When the Japanese sword struck down, Feng Jiuxiao used his Qiushui sword to hold it in place. Just as he was about to mobilize his inner strength to break the Japanese sword in one fell swoop, the samurai suddenly withdrew his left hand, pulled out the short sword from his waist, and suddenly stabbed himself in the lower abdomen!
Second knife! Short knife!
Feng Jiuxiao remembered very clearly that the second dagger of the Japanese warriors was usually used for self-inflicted suicide. This guy actually understood the Chinese principle of "a soldier never tires of deceit" and unexpectedly stabbed himself with the second dagger at lightning speed!
Fortunately, I noticed his second sword in advance and was mentally prepared. Fortunately, I reacted quickly and caught the Japanese samurai's second sword with my fingers in an instant!
Japanese people usually hold swords with both hands. Therefore, if one of them suddenly frees up a hand during a decisive battle, the other person will usually not be prepared!
However, the Japanese seem to have forgotten that Feng Jiuxiao originally held the sword with one hand!
My left hand is always free!
Feng Jiuxiao remembered clearly that the Japanese man's eyes were full of surprise at that time, so he cursed "Baga" and "Baga" several times in Japanese.
Later, Feng Jiuxiao realized that the Japanese people's anger was also fake!
At that time, there was a coldness and a strange smile in his Japanese eyes. Feng Jiuxiao was indeed a little careless at that time.
He didn't expect that the Japanese man's left hand holding the dagger would suddenly loosen his grip, and as if casting a magic spell, there would be another dagger instantly!
The third knife!
No one expected that he would actually hide this trick! Not even Feng Jiuxiao!
At that time, Qiu Shui and the Japanese sword were locked in a stalemate. Both of them had their hands. Feng Jiuxiao's left hand was holding the second short sword that the Japanese warrior held tightly in his left hand. Who would have expected that the Japanese warrior would withdraw his left hand and make a third sword?
Stab at Feng Jiuxiao!
Things start in a hurry and turn into elbows and armpits!
The third knife stabbed Feng Jiuxiao in the chest without any suspense!
Feng Jiuxiao remembered clearly that the Japanese warrior looked ferocious at that time, and said to himself with a cruel sneer: "It's a pity that you don't have a third hand!"
But similarly, the Japanese did not expect that they were wearing the black gold armor given to them by the young marquis!
When the third knife was stuck outside his body, the Japanese man's eyes were first surprised, because of the accident, then angry, because the assassination failed, and finally desperate, because he knew that his death was coming!
Feng Jiuxiao's thoughts returned to her eyes, "Are you related to Dayou Laitai?"
Matsushita Shiburo said: "I can tell you clearly that we are neither relatives nor friends!"
Feng Jiuxiao was startled, "Then you are here for those three knives!"
Matsushita Shirou was stunned! This boy really reacted quickly!
He took another step.
"I wonder if you can keep these three knives with you?"
"Tell me first, why are you looking for these three knives?"
"Tachi Kohomaru, short sword Dojiri, and the third sword Raizo, to us Japanese ninjas, they are the magic weapons you often call them! Just like the bloody sword of the boy in black just now, it is extremely powerful!
"
Feng Jiuxiao's eyes flashed, "It turns out that your target is the Blood Rain and Fragrance Sword!"
He glanced around and saw that Pang Shiwu and Big Wolf were lying together, seemingly very close to the three red-robed lamas.
Feng Jiuxiao clasped her hands behind her back, actually already holding a corner of the Sky-shattering Bow.
He is waiting.
As long as the lama dared to touch Pang Shiwu, he would immediately kill him with one arrow!
Gongsun Zhicheng was really good, and his leg injury obviously felt better.
He can be sure that if he exerts more force, the wound will never burst!