Extraordinary: Start with owning the system

Clang!The two knives collided with each other, making a piercing sound, and then Wang Luo and Mucun Mietang retreated a few steps at the same time. On the surface, it seemed that they were evenly matched, but in fact, Wang Luo was faintly at a disadvantage.

Wang Luo's strength surpassed that of Kimura Mietou, but Yaodao Village was pulled to one side by an invisible force at the moment of impact. If Wang Luo himself hadn't forcibly corrected the angle of the samurai sword's straight stab, I am afraid that Kimura Mietou would Tang will take advantage of the opportunity to chop off his head.

Kimura Mietou's expression remained unchanged, he released his right hand and held it again, offsetting the numbness of his wrist joints, then took a deep breath, suddenly blocked the words Qiu Ju in front of him, and then his lumbar spine drove his body to rotate and draw out.

This knife was like a storm of blades, and Qiu Ju's words brought a cold wind, making him feel as if he was surrounded by the light of the knife.

Wang Luo frowned slightly, moved forward with his left foot, and rushed forward with his right foot, holding the Yaodao with both hands, and slashed out in a cassock-like way. The purely violent blow made the ordinary straight slash as terrifying as possessing a demon god power.

clang!After the crisp collision, the words Qiu Juyi in Kimura Mietang's hand fell lightly like fallen leaves, bypassed his body, drew a huge arc in the air, and cut Wang Luo's clothes in reverse.

Wang Luo drew back seven or eight meters, but Kimura Mietang did not pursue, and repositioned himself to wait.

"Okay, very good swordsmanship." Wang Luo gently touched his chest, with some blood on his fingers. Although he didn't touch it directly, his skin was still cut by the sword energy.

"Hehe... Now you know how powerful the sword master Kimura is? This guy really doesn't know how to write the word "death." An Eastern Japanese martial artist couldn't help but sneer.

The others also gloated, but then they all shut their mouths again, because they all felt their scalps were numb and their throats were cold, as if someone was holding a knife to tear them apart at any time.

"Damn guy!" The taunting martial artist moved his body unconsciously, his heart pounding, fearing that he would become the target of Wang Luo's venting his anger, and he still had some vague regrets.

Wang Luo also regained his posture. After he became serious, his whole body burst out with terrifying killing intent. In everyone's perception, he seemed to have turned into a primitive monster, and the wild and ferocious aura spread wantonly.

"It's very abnormal. You are not an orthodox swordsman. You rely on your strong physical fitness to forcibly use the sword. You can't defeat me like this. You will never understand the power of the sword." Kimura Mietou said slowly.

Facing Wang Luo's oppression, he also burst out his sword intent not to be outdone, as if he had turned into a human-shaped katana sword, exuding a cold and murderous aura like a gold and iron horse.

"Hehe..." Wang Luo smiled dismissively, and his momentum increased again.

The two invisible murderous auras collided, and the air seemed to become extremely sticky in an instant. Everyone felt chest tightness and almost couldn't breathe.

Kimura Mietou slashed out again, the same kind of slash like a spinning top, but faster than before, one after another, just like swallows chasing each other in the spring rain, the light of the knife continued to flit across the air and let out a chi-chi sound.

"Feiyan Zhan, I didn't expect to be able to see it in my lifetime." Someone said in a low voice.

Wang Luo twisted his body, the joints in his body crackled, and the distance between the joints stretched to the extreme. At the same time, the high-end [Sharingan] in the right eye was suddenly activated, and Gouyu spun rapidly.

Although the opponent's sword technique was terrifying, it still did not break away from the realm of mortals.

He stood with his feet one in front of the other, his body half arched, he retracted the knife into its sheath like lightning, and held the handle with his backhand. At the moment when the opponent's blade was about to slash his throat, his forearm muscles almost doubled in an instant , Yaodao Village is suddenly unsheathed.

The bright sword glow accompanied by the ear-piercing whistling sound blocked Kimura Mietang's blow, because the speed was so fast that it was as if Wang Luo was holding a ball of air in his hand.

Clank!Two consecutive beeps, at the moment when Mucun Mietang's knife path was blocked, Wang Luo's third knife came first. Without warning, he stabbed Kimura Mietou in the back.

"Secret martial arts-two-headed dragon!" Mietang Kimura turned his body [-] degrees as if he had eyes on the back of his head, using the scabbard in his left hand to cooperate with Qiu Ju in his right hand, dancing continuously.

crackle!Yaodao Village was caught and bounced away, Wang Luo raised his brows, his eyes showed a fanatical fighting spirit, he really didn't think that the samurai sword could be used like this.

This "two-headed dragon" is actually not the secret martial arts of the orthodox Dongwa swordsmanship, but has been passed down from the battlefield. I am afraid that no one will believe that Kimura Mietang, who has always regarded himself as orthodox, would do this. It is obviously a threat from Wang Luo. It is too big.

"Interesting, very interesting!" Wang Luo narrowed his eyes and said slowly, at the same time sheathed the sword again, and placed the samurai sword in front of him.

Kimura Mietang's face was solemn, and he said slowly: "Ancient secret style Yanhui! I take back what I just said, you are indeed a warrior, but it's a pity that you were born in the wrong era."

The next second, his figure suddenly disappeared, and Qiu Ju let go of the word, as if being pulled by an invisible force, the light of the knife shot out instantly.

call!The sky is full of sword lights, dazzling and full of murderous intent.

"Have you heard the soft chant of kamikaze?" Wang Luo smiled slightly, the afterimage disappeared, and then the whole person appeared behind Mucun Mietang as if teleporting.

Snapped!The sound of unsheathing and sheathing merged into one, as if it had the ability to shock the soul, making people shudder.

Kimura Mietou stopped, he closed his eyes and felt the wind blowing by him, subconsciously lowered his head.

puff!puff!puff!There were seven consecutive crisp sounds of tearing clothes, followed by blood sprayed from Kimura Mietou's body like a fountain.

"Your knife didn't stab me, but controlled my brain through the knife intention, making my body mistakenly think that I was hurt, and then the blood turned into a knife blade, broke the skin and sprayed out.

This is no longer a realm that human beings can reach, this is the highest profound meaning of the true ignorance of the gods, the transcendental realm!
you win! "After saying this, his strong body fell to the ground, perhaps because of his dignity as a sword master, he barely supported his body with a knife and did not lie down, but knelt on the ground on one knee.

Blood flowed from the wound and pooled under his feet, looking very tragic.

Kimura Mietou has been invincible for more than ten years. He once maintained the dignity of Towa Budo at the King of Fighters Conference and defeated the warriors of the Rebecca Federation. His current defeat is unacceptable to everyone, as if his faith has broken.