urban evil king

"It's in vain to kill evil!" Seeing Mitsui Junichi's back, Wang Zheng shook his head and sighed.

Xiao Chenyu glanced at Wang Zheng, and said, "It's hypocritical."

Junichi Mitsui has already practiced the fifth level of the Crazy Saber Kung Fu, these young disciples who have not even reached the fourth level are not one of the generals at all, each of them was chopped to the ground after meeting each other.

In just a few minutes, more than [-] people lay down on this mountain road, and scarlet blood trickled down the steps, forming a small stream.

At this time, only Miyano Qikan was left in front of Junichi Mitsui.

Of course, with such a bloody path, Mitsui Junichi's body was also cut several times. Although it was very shallow, blood continued to ooze out.However, this kind of injury is really normal for them who practice martial arts all the year round and get injured like a regular occurrence.

"I really don't understand. All these people can be dealt with with a single bullet, but this idiot just wants to chop them one by one with a knife. Isn't he tired?" Wang Zheng looked at Mitsui Junichi's figure. He was joking, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"You took in a good subordinate." Xiao Chenyu said suddenly.

"Yes, I never doubted my vision."

"One day, we will kill Lixin Manor like this." Li Minghao held a bright flying knife in his hand, and there was infinite fighting intent in his eyes.

"It will." Wang Zheng's tone has unquestionable firmness: "It will definitely."

"Why?" Xiao Chenyu turned his face, with a hint of puzzlement on his face. Now he should be regarded as Su Tianran's person, and he is also standing on the standpoint of the Su family.

However, there was no inextricable hatred between Xiao Chenyu and Wang Zheng, and if given a chance, the two of them might turn their fights into friendships.

"You will know later, I'm not interested in explaining to you now." Wang Zheng doesn't want to explain anything to Xiao Chenyu now.

"If you can't give me a convincing reason, then I will still stand on the opposite side of you." Xiao Chenyu said seriously: "Su Tianran is my friend."

Wang Zheng shook his head and smiled: "When we leave the island country, we can really compete. You almost killed me twice. Of course, I have to find this place."

"Okay, let's talk about the matter between us later." Xiao Chenyu is also considered a man of chivalry, and he readily agreed: "Our priority now is to trample on the island country."

At this time, the red-eyed Mitsui Junichi had joined forces with the dizzy Miyano Qijing.

Behind Miyano Qikan, there are a few middle-aged people who are about the same age as him, and they seem to be Mitsui Junichi's uncles, but Miyano Qikan is considered to be the person with the highest cultivation level in this generation, and his skills are also very strong. It has broken through the fifth floor for many years, and compared with Mitsui Junichi, a rising star, he should have a little chance of winning.

"You bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

Miyano swung his knife, from top to bottom, the wind was fierce, but Mitsui just took a step back, the tip of the knife brushed his nose and passed by, dangerous and dangerous!

Contrary to Miyano's expectations, Mitsui did not take a big step back, which also made his next move fail. The young genius did not retreat but advanced, with a backhand flick, the knife flashed, and Miyano's spectacle A corner of the samurai uniform was cut off!

No one expected that in the first round, Miyano Miracle, who had been famous for many years, was defeated!

"Bastard!" Miyano Qiguan yelled angrily.

"You're too weak." Junichi Mitsui ignored Miyano's cursing, but said sarcastically, "You're much weaker than I thought."

"Then you go to die!" Miyano Qiguan didn't have the demeanor of a generation of masters at all, raised his samurai sword with both hands, and slashed straight down!

"Humph!"

Mitsui let out a cold snort, and stepped forward, his figure entangled with Miyano Miki!

"I didn't expect Mitsui Junichi to be so strong, should we go up and help senior brother?"

"We're going up to add to the chaos. Fighting in groups is worse than fighting alone. Let's wait for Master Shanmu to come."

"Why is Uncle Shanmu still unwilling to come out?"

"I don't know, maybe the uncle has his own ideas." A few juniors from Miyano Qiguan watched the battle from the sidelines, extremely anxious, but they couldn't intervene.

Mitsui and Miyano were entangled together, the dazzling light of the knife had completely enveloped the figures of the two of them, and the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong kept coming!It looks very intense!

After 5 minutes, a dazzling blood spattered, Miyano Miki's arm was cut off by Junichi Mitsui, and he flew high, so he had to hit the plaque of Kuang Dao Liu, which had been battered by Li Minghao !

The plaque, which was already on the verge of falling, was hit by such a blow, shook twice, and fell straight down!It fell on the steps with a bang and turned into pieces!

Everyone was dumbfounded!

The Kuang Dao Liu plaque, which had been passed down for hundreds of years, was smashed to pieces?

As a big brother, Miyano Miki had his arm cut off?

Mitsui Junichi stood up with the knife back, sneered, his eyes were full of disdain, and the aura of arrogance burst out again.

He also had quite a few wounds on his body, especially on his back, where Miyano Miki had drawn a long gash of blood. The blood had already stained his clothes, which looked a bit shocking. If the tip of the knife grew an inch longer, then Mitsui His heart will also be ripped open!

However, doing so is risky and more effective. Mitsui risked his own serious injury, and unexpectedly used the Kuangdao Style's Gale Slash, which directly crippled one of Miyano Miki's arms!

At this moment, Miyano Qijing fell to the ground, clutching his bleeding wound, with an expression of disbelief: "I didn't expect, I didn't expect you to see the doorway of the sixth floor...the sixth floor..."

"For the first time, I have nothing to be proud of." Mitsui Junichi also lost a lot of blood, but he was still full of energy, and the arrogance on his face did not decrease at all.

"The sixth floor?" The rest of the disciples of the Kuang Dao style were also full of unconcealable shock when they heard this word!

The sixth floor, a level that only a few veterans in the sect can reach!Junichi Mitsui, who looks less than 30 years old, has found the way?

If this is true, then compared with him, Inamoto Ida, who was highly praised in the sect before, is not even a scumbag at all!

Genius, this is absolute genius!Among the younger generation, there is absolutely no one who can surpass him!

"It's a genius, but it's a pity." At this time, a low voice came from the mountain road, and when everyone looked up, they saw an old man in a kimono and holding a long sword walking down slowly.

"Uncle Yamaki!" Seeing that Shunsuke Yamaki finally appeared, everyone in Kuang Daoliu was extremely excited as if they had found a backbone.

In front of Mitsui Junichi who has already reached the threshold of the sixth floor, even if all these people unite, they have no chance of winning!

However, at this time, Mitsui was already injured and bleeding profusely. If he really fought head-on with an old man like Shunsuke Yamagi who could be called a peak existence in terms of Kuang Saber cultivation, he would definitely not be an opponent.

Yamaki Shunsuke walked down from the top of the mountain like this, step by step, very calm, very masterful.

"Today, you will die." Yamaki Shunsuke said: "I don't want to kill such a mad sword genius with my own hands, but I have to."

"I'm in trouble."

Yamaki Shunsuke walked down step by step, and every step he took, the aura on his body continued to condense and became stronger and stronger.This is the aura only masters have, invisible but very depressing.

Staring at Shunsuke Yamaki, Li Minghao said truthfully: "If I don't have a gun, I can't beat this old man."

"What if there is a gun?" Wang Zheng asked back with a smile.

"[-]% sure." Li Minghao was still a little uncertain.

"Give me a gun, and I can draw with this old man." Wang Zheng's words made Li Minghao very surprised.

"Is he so powerful?" Xiao Chenyu's eyes began to burst out with a fighting spirit: "How about I challenge it."

"It's really that powerful." Wang Zheng nodded.

At this time, the aura of Yamaki Shunsuke was close to condensed to the peak, Mitsui Junichi was still standing opposite him with a long knife, facing this famous master uncle, there was no fear in his eyes, yes, Even in the face of death at this time, Mitsui Junichi is not afraid.

After defeating Miyano Spectacle and smashing the century-old plaque, what Mitsui Junichi wanted to achieve has almost been achieved.However, if he died at this time, he would still feel a little regretful—because he would not be able to follow Wang Zheng to do any more exciting things.

It was Wang Zheng who accompanied him in sparring every day, helping him analyze the connotation of the Frenzied Saber Kung Fu, and it was he who allowed him to successfully touch the threshold of the sixth floor.If it is said that Mitsui surrendered to Wang Zheng because the other party had terrifying strength, then until now, Mitsui Junichi has convinced Wang Zheng, and he has also put away his rebellious character. Realizing his ideals, Mitsui Junichi can face up to his own heart. This Chinese person is really good to himself.

Just when Yamaki Shunsuke raised his long knife and was about to swing it out, Wang Zheng suddenly spoke, interrupting his aura immediately.

"I'm talking about old man Shanmu. When he saw his old friend coming, he didn't even say hello. As soon as he came up, he wanted to use a knife?"

Shunsuke Yamaki's momentum was interrupted, and he fixed his eyes on the person who was standing far away talking, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Wang Zheng?"

"Yes, I'm here again." Wang Zheng said indifferently.

"Every time you come, nothing good happens." Shan Mu Shunsuke said coldly: "This time, I think it's because of you that I made my pie like this."

"So what?" Wang Zheng smiled and said, "I want to dismantle your Frenzied Saber, is that okay?"

Looking at the broken plaque on the ground, looking at the disorganized disciples lying on the ground, even Shunsuke Yamaki, who has been famous for many years and has a detached state of mind, can't help being angry at this moment: "Wang Zheng, what exactly do you want?"

Wang Zheng pulled out the pistol from his waist, turned around, and said carelessly: "I didn't think about it, I just wanted to demolish this place."