Rise of the Wasteland

There are more than 300 people in Ishii's main dojo, and not all of them are Yakuza. About two hundred of them are actually hired by various service personnel to specialize in setting the stage. The real Yakuza is also a hundred people.

Usually, some people come to visit Ishii Ishii, most of them are other senior officials of Sumiyoshi society, or politicians. The family of three Hashimotos was ordered to come here the night before, because the video event of the beautiful girl was too loud, and Ishii had to find a way to suppress it.

In short, if you don't have any identity, you can't enter this manor of representative status and respect. Therefore, the people who work in the manor generally see that the visitors are well-dressed and etiquette. The one who came here today opened their eyes.

Wearing a samurai suit and a black gauze hat, this suit immediately increased Zhou Qingfeng's force by ten times. Everyone saw that he appeared to be a master.

Zhou Qingfeng is really a master. He has no other specialties, but he is fast! As long as any action is fast, that strength and refreshment come out immediately. Since he split the two guards at one stroke, the other Yakuzas in the manor have rushed out to try to subdue the neurosis.

"Baga, stand still, don't go!"

Several weeding workers in the manor were so embarrassed. They looked at Zhou Qingfeng who came in from the gate and saw several Yakuza members in charge of patrolling. Everyone felt weird, but they even believed that the neurosis that broke in wearing a 'costume' would be quickly subdued.

until…….

Zhou Qingfeng pulled out with a single stroke, and suddenly stepped forward, and the speed suddenly increased to the limit. As soon as he walked over the top three Yakuzas, he attacked the little leader who was shouting and drinking.

This little boss was reaching out to Zhou Qingfeng and screaming, who knew that a black wooden knife appeared in front of him from seven or eight meters away. The moment he pulled the knife, there was no threat at all, but the cut was severely chopped on his arm.

Oh ... the weeders around exclaimed suddenly, and opened their mouths one by one to close them. The black knife fell, and the seemingly fluttering blow contained the power of crit. He heard a click, and the small head's arm cracked in response, followed by a terrifying scream.

what……!

Hurry, hurry ..., don't say anything, just one word-hurry!

People are visual animals, and the sense of speed can just give people a huge visual impact. The sharp and sharp knife seemed to cut off the air and made everyone feel like it was the blade and the body. As the black knife fell, all weeders followed with an exclamation!

However, Zhou Qingfeng did not keep his hand at all. He didn't understand any sword technique at all, but how to get it right. He slashed eastward and slashed westward. He was in the middle of five Yakuzas. Each time he attacked a different person, each of his swords fell like clouds, and someone would be hit hard.

After the five knives passed, the first group of Yakuzas who came up all fell to the ground, but this was just a moment of breathing. Several drones perfectly captured all this, and the bear children who were still surprised and cheering were all excited about the entrance, but the scene of this stunt in front of them fell into silence.

It's amazing, it's terrible!

"This is a master-class sword technique. It is a mystery of the gods and the unity of heaven and man. This is the ultimate mysticism of martial arts that ordinary people can never see. It is rare in the world! It is a lifetime of luck.

It turns out that the samurai in the legend really exists. This must be a hermit who can't stand the end of the world and can't stand the darkness of the current society. They are finally willing to take action to rescue us. "

It was Li Xiang's father who spoke. The middle-aged man was still embarrassed, thinking whether he would bring the bear-bearded children who were full of cars home immediately. But now he is changing his mind instantly, and he can't help but follow.

At the scene, Zhou Qingfeng's action was a sharp blade, killing intentions, attacking the enemy in an instant. After he succeeded, he was still and had a different body. Only the breeze blew his black gauze and floated slowly.

Handsome!

The black wooden knife returned to the sheath, and Zhou Qingfeng started slowly. The lively weeder had looked at him as a heavenly man, and he dared not resist. Even because of his enthusiasm for this master, the workers even took the initiative to retreat, bowing at 90 degrees to pay tribute.

Waiting for Zhou Qingfeng to leave, the workers' hearts were already struck by lightning, the roar rang, and the entire worldview was destroyed and needed to be reshaped.

"This must be the inside story of Liu Sheng's new underworld, which is really great."

"Nonsense, this should be Beichen's invincible secret record."

"Both of you are blind. This is clearly the lost method of exaggeration and is the national treasure of our Great Japan."

For Zhou Qingfeng's chaotic cloak knife, the workers are a serious nonsense. Although I don't know who this is? They all admired the mysterious warriors who could come to their door. In their opinion, the use of the legendary sword technique is enough to make people crazy.

While Zhou Qingfeng continued to move forward steadily, the drone behind him followed closely and did not dare to relax at all. Soon new enemies appeared in front of him, and dozens of Yakuza thugs held equipment in front of a tea house.

There are several maids and servants in the tea house. They have all been informed that someone has invaded the dojo, and they are even more surprised who can break into such long-tan tiger caves so boldly. Now they saw a samurai completely out of the age.

Japan is actually a very conservative society. Looking at various anime and Ogawa dramas, they know that they have an unfavorable preference for their own culture and history. Samurai culture is a big excitement that can arouse the Japanese people's great popularity.

Watching the tall warrior with a black veil step in came not only to surprise Zhou Qingfeng's Yakuza beater, but the maid in hiding wanted to shout, `` Good and handsome. ''

"Her Excellency, who are you?" Yakuza, the leader, calmed his heart and shouted at Zhou Qingfeng, who was striding forward. What gives him the most confidence is a 3.8 caliber revolver held in his hand ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ But Zhou Qingfeng has walked within ten meters of the pistol, which is almost useless for any firearm to him. He said coldly, "You ... are not qualified to know my name."

"Haha ..." Yakuza, who was holding the gun, all laughed, and aimed at Zhou Qingfeng's thigh, he was going to shoot, thinking: When I knock you down, what can't I ask?

However, Yakuza, who had a gun, had no chance to shoot. Before he pulled the trigger, Zhou Qingfeng's figure suddenly spooked from ten meters away and appeared directly in front of him.

what……!

This scene is really amazing, Yakuza with a gun is really guilty. It is no different from encountering ghosts in the daytime. Others are so horrified that they can't add more, and his first bearer is definitely a smashing soul.

If the previous Chaos Cloak Sword is understandable, the flashing skills in front of you can only be regarded as hex. The people who saw it all felt that their hearts were tight, and their hearts had to stop beating.

"In front of me, you only have to retreat." Zhou Qingfeng pulled out his knife for the third time, and the black blade glowed with black light. In order to make the visual effect look better, he used a 'know-how' to launch an assault, then swept across, and twice 'know-how' in succession.

In the eyes of others, this is just a seemingly ordinary cross-cutting knife. It has no refreshing speed, nor is it exciting. But this simple and unsophisticated stroke crossed, and a few meters away, more than a dozen Yakuzas standing in different positions were severely hit and all fell silently.

The first draw is amazing, the second draw is magical, and the third draw is weird. When the third time came back into the sheath, the scene was silent, and the maids hiding behind the tea house were all sifted and had no soul.

This is the generation of the legend in the sword!