Extraordinary: Start with owning the system

Both Haruyuki Ichimonji and Yaodao Muramasa are famous swords that are rarely seen in the world, so the current competition between swordsmen is often determined on the basis of strength and speed.

Honda and Ma no longer hesitated, the samurai sword in their hands trembled slightly and let out a long cry, and then hacked and stabbed continuously like lightning, their feet turned around Wang Luo quickly, and the rolled-up Sen Leng blade was like layers of peaks, Wang Luo was completely wrapped in it, continuous, as if it would never stop.

Jingle!The sound of samurai swords colliding was like pouring rain, but it couldn't break through Wang Luo's defense at all.

The cold light was like snow, Wang Luo didn't move much, just like a willow tree that was indomitable, the demon sword village in his hand was forming layers of waves, like a perfect work of art .

If Honda and Ma's katana wield a storm of blades, then what Wang Luo wields is a huge wave. The storm can destroy a huge wave, but it cannot destroy the sea. horrible.

"Huh? Could this be the Sword Master Shangquan's inheritance of swordsmanship? It's really scary."

Shinpei Kouji frowned subconsciously. He was different from others. Others only saw "Umizumi Himura" being beaten passively on the field, but in fact it was Honda and Ma who were consuming his physical strength.

There is a saying in the art of war that one declines and then exhausts. Now Honda and Ma are at the peak before they are about to fail. If the battle cannot be resolved as soon as possible, I am afraid that they will definitely lose.

The eyes of several instructors and kendo masters not far away from Shinpei Xingji had complex emotions, and some of them looked at each other, seeming to point.

Honda and Ma in the field were slashing frantically, and vaguely felt that he had seized a chance to break through. He seemed to have forgotten the tricks in his hand, and he didn't remember how many times he slashed, but he just relied on instinct to swing .

Haruyuki's words seemed to be integrated with his arm, so that the pores of his body stood up in joy.

However, at the moment when Honda and Ma were about to break through, he suddenly lost the enemy, so that he swiped the katana in his hand twice blindly. flushed.

"Damn it!" Shinpei Xingji stood up abruptly, his face extremely ugly. Wang Luo's actions completely broke Honda and Ma's chance of epiphany, and it will be twice as difficult for Honda and Ma to break through the existing realm next time. .

He suspected that "Shangquan Feicun" was intentional, and at the same time, a cold feeling suddenly rose in his heart. If it was really intentional, it proved that the strength of "Shangquan Feicun" was far higher than Honda and Ma. The battle just now was purely A tease.

Relying on the explosive power added by the thunder breathing method, Wang Luo came to the side of Shinpei Kouji, and then shouted loudly, the samurai sword was raised straight above his head, the light of the sword was like a falling meteor, carrying a terrifying wave of air, and fell It's coming.

Honda and Ma didn't care about their frustration, their scalps were numb, their hearts were beating wildly under the crisis of life and death, they put the word Haruyuki across their shoulders, and then lifted them up obliquely.

As long as he blocks this slash, the horizontal slash is an ultimate move that can kill the enemy. It is extremely vicious, and hundreds if not thousands of swordsmen died under the secret killing technique of Xinyinliu.

Honda and Ma recklessly activated the secret martial arts, and their own energy and blood surged, but the increase in physique was not great, but the momentum was extremely fierce, and the veins stood out on their faces.

However, a piercing saber sound was heard, and the Haruyuki word in Honda and Ma's hands was cut in two. Wang Luo appeared behind Honda and Ma, his hands still in the downward chopping position, and the demon sword village in his hand. There was a trace of blood on the sharp edge of the blade, which gradually converged on the tip of the blade.

Shinpei Xingji stood up in an instant, his eyes were wide open, bloodshot in the eyeballs, staring at Wang Luo with resentment and gloomy eyes, holding the handle of the knife firmly in his right hand, his remaining reason prevented him from drawing the knife come out.

"Good... so fast sword!" Honda Kazuma said in an unusually hoarse voice, and then knelt on the ground with a plop on his knees. As the last dignity of the swordsman, the samurai sword in his hand supported his body and did not fall down.

laugh!A bloodstain appeared on the right side of Honda and Ma's neck, and then the bloodstain gradually spread, spraying out blood like a fountain.

"Master! Kill him!" Several kendo students roared loudly with their eyes red, and then drew out their samurai swords and rushed towards Wang Luo.

Shinpei Xingji, who was supposed to stop him at this time, unexpectedly didn't make a sound. The 50-year-old swordsman Uemura Kumamoto next to him frowned and said, "It's a bit inappropriate. Death in a fair contest, as a It is understandable for disciples to take revenge, but this method should not be used."

Shinpei Kouji turned his head, eyes like a ghost, and said coldly: "Out of righteous indignation, this is revenge that can be allowed, this is the spirit of a samurai."

"After a fair duel, it's the spirit of a samurai to bully the few with the more?" Uemura Kumamoto asked rhetorically.

While the two were talking, the situation on the field had changed abruptly.

Buzz!Buzz!The blade of the Yaodao village made a scream, and in the eyes of others, Wang Luo's body was spinning like a top, and the extremely bright blade light whizzed out, making people avoid this dazzling brilliance.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely terrifying scene appeared. Remnants of limbs and arms and a large amount of blood were scattered all over the sky. All swordsmen within ten steps of Wang Luo died instantly, and there was no room for fighting back. arrive.

Shinpei Xingji pointed at Wang Luo and roared, "Stop it, do you know what you are doing? Do you want to fight against Xin Yinliu alone? You want to court death!"

No wonder Shinpei Xingci lost his composure, mainly because the dead swordsmen are all the best of the next generation of Xinyinliu, the third generation of disciples, and also the most backbone force. Whether a school is strong or not depends not only on the strength of the top, The most important thing is inheritance.

It can be said that Wang Luo's killing of Honda Hema and a dozen disciples today is equivalent to ruining the future of Xinyinliu.

"It's very interesting. You were the one who declared war first. Tell Kimura Mietang that I will wait for him to come." Wang Luo smiled, flicked the blood off the knife, and then slowly put the knife back into its sheath.

"What did you say? You are not qualified to challenge Kimura." Shinpei Kouji gasped heavily, his face flushed red, and in the midst of his rage, he still retained a sliver of reason, knowing that he would never be an opponent.

"Whether you are qualified or not, it doesn't matter if you say it. You have stayed in this position for too long, so long that you have forgotten the true meaning of swordsmanship. The real swordsmanship is for killing!" Wang Luo said lightly, striding away went out, no one dared to stop them, they all retreated to the side