What's the expression on Sema Famafa's face? I'm very pushy, I just pull, come and bite me!
Semafa's attitude is very arrogant. He was not like this before. When people see it, they have to sigh. Those who are close to red are really red and those who are close to ink are black. Following Shi Zhong, he has not learned other skills. He is pretending to be cool.
His ability has reached the pinnacle of proficiency. Well, of course, Shi Zhong doesn't have many advantages in the first place, and he can't blame Semafa...
"choke!"
The proud Semafa suddenly felt a cold breath coming from behind him. It was almost a subconscious reaction. He moved his body sideways and caught a glimpse of it from the corner of his eye.
The light of a sword pierced the night sky, tearing apart the space like lightning, and the blade was like lightning, slashing across Semafa's waist!
This sword seems to have gathered all the strength of the opponent. The power of the sword is extremely fierce. Even before the blade reaches it from a distance, the stinging murderous aura has already hit his face!
Although this person has not cultivated sword energy, he is not far from this realm. In time, he will definitely be a master-level figure.
Seeing a white streak of light slashing towards him, Semafa moved back, and then moved back, not daring to capture its sharp edge. After all, he didn't have a weapon in his hand, and he wasn't used to using weapons. Fights were better settled with fists.
His body quickly made two strange twisting movements, avoiding the blade. You can clearly see that the blade will hit his body the next moment. However, the next second you will feel that it is just your illusion, Sema.
Fa's body retreated against the blade, not taking one step more, but not taking one step less, but his movement was extremely weird!
On the side, Shi Zhong was also surprised. He had always known that Semafa was simply very powerful, but he didn't expect that his fighting skills were so weird and surprising. This sharp and shocking sword actually killed everyone!
Semafa's body almost brushed against the tip of the knife, and he took a strange step forward with a "chi" sound. The tip of the knife even cut a crack in Semafa's clothes.
It looks so weird, but Semafa did dodge the very close blade tip, and his body also bullied the knife holder. His steps were staggered, and his body had already crossed the knife and came to the side of the knife holder.
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This is a middle-aged man, wearing a gray-white warrior uniform, with broad shoulders and long arms. He has a square face and facial lines like a knife, showing that he is a man of great perseverance.
He was shocked when he saw the person approaching him. The best way for a samurai to fight is to slit the enemy's throat between the blades. However, this person actually dodged the attack that he had just prepared.
A full blow.
These thoughts were just sparks of calcium carbide, almost subconscious reactions developed over the years. His wrist holding the handle of the knife magically turned at an angle that ordinary people could not do. After twisting and turning, the blade of the knife instantly hit Semafa.
Semafa originally wanted to use close combat to deal with the enemy, but he didn't expect the Japanese to react so quickly that he couldn't stop him.
The palm of his hand, the size of a cattail leaf fan, slapped the blade with a "whoosh" sound. With a "clang" sound, the middle-aged man's body quickly retreated, his feet slid on the cement floor, the samurai sword trembled continuously, and the middle-aged man felt that the tiger's mouth was shaking.
He was numb, as if he had been torn apart by life. When he lowered his head, he saw blood stains.
How much strength is this!
The middle-aged man boasts that he has been trained since childhood and has power that ordinary people cannot match, but in front of this Arab, he is no different from a little witch or a big witch.
In fact, Semafa also felt a little uncomfortable. There was already a trace of blood flowing out of his palm, and a slight knife mark spanned the palm. If his palm hadn't changed so quickly just now, maybe this palm would have been scrapped.
Suddenly, the opponent actually changed the direction of the knife and almost hit the blade.
"Semafa is a bit weak!" Shi Zhong said dissatisfied. Semafa's strength was not fully utilized.
"Yamazaki, don't embarrass Kamechatsuryu!" At the same time, a group of people walked out of the door, led by a somewhat coquettish-looking young man with a smile on his face. On both sides of him, followed by several people, each
He had an extraordinary aura, especially the old man on his right who was wearing a purple samurai uniform. Shi Zhong could faintly feel the same aura as that of the wilderness in him, but the aura of the wilderness was more obscure than that of the old man, while this old man was vaguely
Revealing some edge.
"Sakura!" Shi Zhong spotted Sakura's figure in the crowd, wearing a black samurai uniform. Hearing Shi Zhong's shout, Sakura looked over here, but immediately glanced away, but it was a person in front of her.
The middle-aged man kept staring at Shi Zhong, and Shi Zhong muttered to himself: "I'm not a pretty boy, I don't have that kind of hobby!"
"Sakura, is he the Chinese you met in China?" Yagyumiya's voice was filled with a touch of majesty. After all, he is also the head of the family, although he did not maintain his usual behavior when facing the charming Sato just now.
The style of a householder.
"yes!"
Sakura's answer was very calm. She was surprised that Shi Zhong came to her and had some inexplicable mood swings. Sakura, who had been trained as a boy since she was a child and only knew bushido, was very confused. Why was Shi Zhong so good to her?
"That Chinese?" Sato's eyes drifted towards Shi Zhong. Although he wanted to break Shi Zhong into pieces, he had to resist this impulse. Impulse is the devil. He still knew this, and besides this time
The trip to China has a special mission. How can one abandon public service for personal reasons? If the mission fails because of this, even in his own capacity, he will be criticized by the Presbyterian Council. = Sato has always looked down on those in the Presbyterian Council.
, In addition to interests, what else do they see in their eyes? Most of them have lost the spirit they should have as a samurai. Although many of the Presbyterians are no longer samurai and have joined many so-called consortiums and politicians. Sato is not opposed to the increase in the strength of the consortium.
But he believed that these should be within the control of the aristocracy. However, this was not the case.
Sato is also helpless at this point. Japan's ancient major families are no longer able to control the situation and can no longer be like before. This is also the result of the progress of the times. The Sato family must accept all this and keep up.
With the trend of the times, even the oldest families will decline. The Fujiwara family, which was once prosperous for a while, is an example. You must know that it was a terrifying family that once controlled the power of Japan.
What is the most important thing for a samurai? It's reputation! Kamitatsu-ryu's reputation cannot be lost in his own hands. This is Yamazaki's most determined thought at this time.
I saw him letting out a roar. His body "tranquished" and he took strange steps to the left. Then he suddenly turned around, holding a katana in both hands, and struck Semafa hard!
If someone were to stare at his footsteps, they would definitely be dazzled. They looked very messy but there were mysterious patterns to be found.
"Buzz!!"
A few faint energies swept out immediately!
Swallowing on the edge of the knife, but not firing!
Seeing Yamazaki's sword, Sato couldn't help but smile. Yamazaki is the most loyal follower of the family. His strength is among the top in the entire family. He understands the essence of Kamitatsu-ryu's swordsmanship very well. Even though
Even I dare not say that I can withstand Yamazaki's sword.
However, they seemed to have forgotten that this world is not all about Bushido, and people do not have to take your strongest blow. Semafa's body suddenly stopped, and then he ran towards Yamazaki in small steps.
Go. This kind of pace is a bit like Taekwondo moves, but it is a little different. The most effective effect is that Yamazaki can no longer lock the specific figure of the enemy who is constantly approaching him.
Outsiders saw Semafa jumping up and down, one to the left and one to the right. But in Yamazaki's eyes, two Semafa figures appeared at the same time, sometimes overlapping and sometimes separated, which was very confusing.
As the distance between the two people got closer, the arrow was already on the string and had to be fired. With a roar, Yamazaki's katana slashed down diagonally, and then there was only a "click" sound, and a dent appeared on the ground, more than one meter long.
The knife marks were followed by a broken bluestone slab more than one meter long.
The moment the katana came into close contact with the ground, Yamazaki knew he was in trouble. His attack failed, but it was too late to defend himself. Semafa's already prepared fists were blasted out like cannonballs.
"Crack..."
The sound of cracking bones was so harsh that it cut through the somewhat calm night sky, suppressing the chirping of insects in the mountains. Then there was a "bang", and a black shadow flew out in a beautiful parabola and landed heavily. Yamazaki's katana was first
He fell to the ground with one step, vomiting thick blood from his mouth, rolled his eyes, and fainted decisively when he saw Master Sato's gloomy murderous eyes.
You've already fainted, so you can't make trouble for me again, right?
"Oops, I was a little excited, but I didn't hold back my strength!" When Semafa's congested head calmed down, he had returned to his usual bodyguard state. He regretted that he had caused such a big trouble for the boss. He had just been cleaning up a group of people.
Most of the time, I had bruises and temporary pain, but this time, I was beaten to the point of vomiting blood, and it would never be cured without a few months of careful care.
There were some samurai nearby who saw Master Yamazaki perform such an astonishing sword, and almost blocked the killing god. Some wanted to cheer him up, but just after they shouted, they suddenly saw a black shadow flying in front of them, and then Master Yamazaki vomited blood and fainted.
They were so shocked by the scene. At the same time, they secretly glanced at Master Sato's face. Sure enough, he was so gloomy that he was about to shed tears. They knew that Master Sato was completely angry. Although this was in China, they could handle killing a few people even if they wanted to.
of the past.
"Okay, as expected, your Excellency broke into my manor for no reason, and then even injured my men without permission. What does this mean?" Sato stared at Shi Zhong with a sinister look, and the coldness in his eyes seemed to be like that.
Like a cold-blooded animal, a snake!
"I was protecting myself from beginning to end. I was the victim. You saw it too. If your men hadn't stabbed someone randomly with a kitchen knife just now, he wouldn't have been hurt. You can't let me stand here.
Let him chop it? Don't worry, I'm a big-hearted person and I won't send you to the police station or anything like that!" Shi Zhong had an expression on his face that said, "I think I'm satisfied", completely ignoring the impulse of the people around him to strangle him, "
But you’d better call 120 and send him to the hospital for treatment first. If you want to sue me, I don’t mind!”
"Thank you for your kindness. So, we brought all this on ourselves?" Sato said, resisting the urge to chop this shameless guy.
"I didn't say that!" Shi Zhong shrugged, looked at Ying, and greeted her like no one else was around, "Ying, so you are here. Are these all your friends?"
Everyone present was sweating on their foreheads and had black lines on their faces!
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