I'm just a big Luo Jinxian

Zhong Yuting attached herself to Zhong Tianya's back and looked back, but couldn't recover for a long time.

She couldn't help swallowing, and suddenly felt that Zhong Tianya at this moment... was very handsome.

It's just so handsome!

If the two security guards saw this scene, they would be scared out of their wits.It's really hard to believe that this expert who killed a group of Japanese powerhouses in an instant was almost thrown aside by two ordinary people with his arms crossed by them...

However, in the next moment, this kind of masterful demeanor was completely destroyed by Zhong Tianya, leaving nothing left.

He directly raised his brows, and said with an appearance of "Praise me, praise me", "How about it, how much does Dad force you to give by pretending?"

Zhong Yuting didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and immediately pinched his arm: "Negative points, please leave our stage, please invite the next contestant!"

Zhong Tianya didn't take it seriously, and said triumphantly: "The dead girl is duplicity, textbook-level arrogant. Admit it, in fact, I think your father is handsome, right?"

He held two beautiful sword flowers in his hands, retracted the edge of the wind into the scabbard with a "clang", and suppressed every inch of clear cold light.

"Zhong Er, if you lose your nerve again, believe it or not, I'll bite you to death?" Zhong Yuting threatened, and even gritted her teeth seriously.

"Presumptuous, don't be rude to me!" Zhong Tianya pretended to be majestic and deep, but greeted Zhong Yuting with a bite on the shoulder.

She was afraid of those menacing Japanese warriors.

But he is not afraid of Zhong Er who can instantly kill those Japanese warriors.

"Damn girl, look at me if I don't deal with you—" Zhong Tianya's anger came and went quickly.

As if he had noticed something in his spiritual consciousness, he immediately put away the unreliable image when he was fighting with Zhong Yuting, his face became more solemn than ever, and he looked towards Yuankong.

Almost the moment he raised his head, there was a stream of light rushing towards him.

It was a Japanese warrior shrouded in blazing white light, but his clothes were obviously more luxurious than those of the previous group.

"It's still a step late." Chaoxiang Gong Wentai frowned, and looked at the corpse on the ground, as well as the body that had been shattered into powder and pieces.

"As expected of the Sword God of the Wind, such methods are really amazing." He used the rather proficient Chinese language, without concealing his admiration and exclamation in words.

"Since you know the prestige of this swordsman, then retreat quickly, I don't want to make unnecessary killings." Zhong Tianya's face was stern, and his eyes were serious.

However, different from the calm and calm master demeanor on the surface, he was panicked to death in his heart.

What should I do?

These years, Zhong Tianya's life has been extremely decadent and depraved. He has never practiced at all, and even neglected actual combat. He has long forgotten all kinds of experiences against the enemy.

But the enemy in front of him is the contemporary Dongying Sword Master, and the two swords on his waist are more obviously "Sakura Dream" and "Mura Masa".

It is extremely difficult for him to deal with this great enemy in front of him alone, and the outcome is unknown.Now that there is another Zhong Yuting to take care of, the situation becomes extremely difficult.

It seems to be as stable as an old dog, but in fact it panics.

"Sword God of Wind, since you are so confident, why are you sweating on your forehead?" Chaoxiang Gong Wentai sarcastically said.

"What cold sweat? This is water from the Huangpu River." Zhong Tianya said nonsense in a serious manner.

"Oh? Really? Then why are you shaking? Are you nervous?" Chaoxiang Gong Wentai asked with a half-smile.

"You don't understand, this is my excitement when I meet a recognized opponent. The almost crazy excitement and fighting spirit-do you understand the fighting spirit?" Zhong Tianya held his head high, with an appearance of "I'm not afraid of anything".

Chaoxiang Gong Wentai laughed out loud, obviously seeing through his poor excuse.

Zhong Yuting's heart turned cold, and she immediately said madly: "Zhong Er, don't you say that you are too strong? Why can't you be handsome for three seconds?"

Zhong Tianya gritted his teeth, he was in no mood to argue with her anymore.

He held his breath and concentrated, letting the body-protecting qi envelop himself and Zhong Yuting together.

Zhong Tianya retreated half a step with his left foot, slightly bent his right foot, and leaned forward and squatted slightly.He held down the scabbard with his left hand, and tightly clenched the handle with his right hand. His spiritual consciousness was highly concentrated, and he stared at Chaoxiang Gong Wentai in front of him.

China's sword drawing technique.

And Chaoxiang Gong Wentai, who was facing him, also made the same movement almost at the same time.

Iaido in Japan.

In fact, different routes lead to the same goal. In the final analysis, they are all one thing.

At the moment of drawing the knife, it bursts out the strongest lethality, and strives to kill with one blow.

"You have already lost." Chaoxiang Gong Wentai said in a deep voice, and gave Zhong Yuting a sneering look.

The most important point of the sword drawing technique is the high concentration of energy and spirit to perform one's peak strike.

But it was impossible for Zhong Tianya to do it.

Chaoxiang Gong Wentai didn't even need to attack him, he just needed to target Zhong Yuting.

If you don't attack yourself, how can you win?

"This is your bushido spirit?" Zhong Tianya's heart sank slightly, trying to restrain the enemy in front of him with rules and regulations.

"No, this is not Bushido, but my own way." Asaka Palace was unmoved, and smiled coldly, "It is better to be infamous as a traitor than to be a hero with a short life!"

In the field where the two confront each other, the sword intent is awe-inspiring, and the killing intent makes the vegetation wither.

"die!"

As soon as the words fell, Chaoxiang Gong Wentai had already attacked Zhong Tianya like a thunderbolt.

"Chong!"

Amidst the sound of the sword screaming like a dragon chant, Yaodao Cunzheng had already unsheathed it.

Bloody light instantly enveloped this space, and a bloody sword light in full bloom passed by like lightning.

Zhong Yuting couldn't even see what happened at all, and her visual capture ability couldn't keep up at all.

But in just a short moment, her pupils shrank sharply, and her heart beat violently.

Because Zhong Tianya firmly grasped the edge of wind that was entangled with the vortex-shaped wind attribute sword energy with both hands, blocking the violent blow of Muramasa's demon sword that struck Zhong Yuting from the oblique side.

But the price was to fly back suddenly, spitting out a mouthful of blood.From the palm to the crook of the arm, they were all torn apart under the destructive force, a bloody mess, and even white bones could be seen.

Zhong Tianya's arms trembled, and he spat out a big mouthful of blood again.The destructive force transmitted from the trembling arm to the internal organs, even if it was blocked, would seriously injure him on the spot.

"You could have drawn your sword and split life and death with me in an instant," Chaoxiang Gong Wentai said sarcastically, "but you are afraid. How did you win against Chaoxiang Gong Yingwu back then?"

Zhong Tianya showed a bloody smile, shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter if we live or die, but how can I fight you with my precious daughter's life?"

Zhong Yuting grabbed his clothes tightly in an instant, hot tears came out of her eyes, and fell on his clothes, blurring: "Dad..."