unscrupulous veterinarian

Unscrupulous Veterinarian Chapter 240 Yagyu Ten Soldiers

Yagyu Juhei

"Baga, our ninja clan will rule the world one day. You are the stepping stone for me to become famous all over the world. Anyone who insults our Miyamoto family will be killed by Miyamoto." Miyamoto Yilang felt good about himself, abnormal Arrogant, the Taidao in his hand is a top-grade spiritual weapon, faintly flickering with a strange light, and the sharp light of the sword carries a cold chill.

The black air flow wrapped around the blade, and Miyamoto Ichiro's body instantly turned into a stream of light, which went directly towards Murong Feng's throat. Murong Feng's mouth had a slight sneer, and he waited for the blade light to reach the third part of his throat. At that time, the iron rod suddenly blocked the attack of the knife light.

With the sound of "Dang", the sound of metal and iron clanging, Miyamoto Yilang's body was forced to retreat tens of meters by Murong Feng's powerful force. Murong Feng said with a strong contempt in his eyes: "Little devil!" , Let’s see how you die, sir, I’m going to make a move.”

The mixed iron rod was thrown out in an instant, and the strength of 80 jin in the whole body burst out violently. When the rod was hit, a crack in the void appeared, and the friction with the air made the rod body flash with red flames. With incomparable speed, Miyamoto Yilang has no way to dodge under Murong Feng's stick.

"Feng Dun!" Miyamoto Ichiro Taidao backhanded, squeezed Yinjue, his figure instantly melted into the void, turned into a ray of breeze, dodged the blow, and at the same time Murong Feng's blow missed, he felt a wave of wind coming from behind him. With a cold killing intent, the strange black gas rushed straight to Murong Feng's head.

Murong Feng swiped with a backhand stick, the black air flow was abruptly scattered, Miyamoto Ichiro's body dodged again, and Murong Feng had already fired a real fire. It's just an assassination technique, it's not challenging at all, and killing him is just a matter of waving your hands.

"Little devil, I'm too lazy to play with you, sir, I'm going to die for you!" After saying that, Murong Feng raised his eyebrows, and a violent murderous intent appeared. The distance between his body and himself was shortened by a hundred meters, and thousands of legs were shot out in an instant. The wind of the legs was like waves, and the shadows of the legs collapsed into the void.

The shadows of legs all over the sky, the berserk power, and the domineering combat skills completely took Miyamoto Ichiro as a meat target. Thousands of legs all hit his chest, and the blue armor protected his chest. Under the attack, the armor, which was comparable to a top-grade spiritual weapon, collapsed deeply, and the cracks were clearly visible.

Miyamoto Ichiro's face was pale, he vomited blood, the bones in his chest caved in deeply, his eyes revealed an inconceivable expression: "You... who are you? Why do you know the characteristics of my ninja? How do you know the characteristics of your chest? It's my deathbed."

Murong Feng laughed wildly up to the sky, and said with the pleasure of revenge in his heart: "You little devils, no matter how you change, you will never change your humbleness. My uncle said that you will definitely slaughter your little devils in this life, so you didn't If you need to know, let me die!"

The star-absorbing gun was cast out, violent suction emerged, and the two purple vortexes in front of him completely absorbed the cultivated endurance of Miyamoto Ichiro, the essence of life, the humble soul, the essence of flesh and blood, completely Being absorbed by Murong, in an instant, [-]% of his power has been absorbed, Miyamoto Ichiro turned into shriveled flesh and blood, gray hair, not far away.

"Stop hurting the young patriarch, Yagyu Shibingwei came to learn your master's tricks." In front of him appeared a burly man wearing a death tyrant outfit, but he was one-eyed, with two swords hanging from his waist, one long and one short. , faintly showing a shocking killing intent all over his body.

"Yagyu Jubei, what the heck, is another little devil, isn't this person an extremely powerful swordsman in Japanese legends? Now that he has come to this world, hehe! Today he must be beheaded and cultivated into a master who is comparable to a fit If it devours you, the small world will definitely be able to replenish a lot of nutrients." Murong Feng simply put away the mixed iron rod, which is fine against ordinary people, and a weapon that is not in hand will affect his combat power.

"Liu Sheng Shibingwei, you are also a dignified swordsman, but you are called someone else's lackey, little devil, see how I will deal with you, if you are sensible, kill yourself quickly, and leave a whole body behind, otherwise, I will kill you!" If you shoot, you can't even keep the whole body." Murong Feng's eyes were full of sarcasm, without a trace of respect.

"Young patriarch, why did you become like this? The guards are not strong enough. Please punish the young patriarch. Take me to kill this person. I am pleading guilty to the young patriarch." full of meaning.

"Your Excellency, please use your sword! My Liusheng Jubei will never die without a sword, so I will give you a chance to use your sword." Liusheng Jubingwei held the handle of the Taidao with his backhand, ready to give Murong Feng a fatal blow at any time hit.

And Murong Feng didn't dare to push him too hard, he used his true essence to transform into a true essence sword, "I want to test the strength of a famous swordsman among devils like you, hmph!"

With a sound of swipe, Murongfeng's purple true essence sword suddenly slashed out an incomparably sharp sword energy, Liu Sheng Shibingwei's one eye was deeply closed, his body flickered slightly, and he directly avoided Murongfeng's attack, with a "swoosh", Liu Sheng Shibingwei's body moved, almost instantaneously he was in front of Murong Feng, and he slashed at Murong Feng's head with an incomparably fierce blow.

Murong Feng felt a chill in his heart, instinctively tilted his head, and a strand of hair fell gently. Murong Feng put away his contempt, and his eyes became extremely solemn. The opening ceremony has already started, and there is a light circle drawn in the air, the movement is light and floating, just like a real sword fairy.

Yagyu Jubingwei opened his single eye and roared: "Yagyu Killing God Zhan." The sword was like wind, and the black air flow swayed thousands of shadows of the sword. The powerful force cut the void into gaps. The murderous intent of Bingwei, a thousand sword shadows enveloped Murong Feng's body, and Murong Feng was facing a world of swords.

The way of Taiji swordsmanship is incomparably rigid and soft. As the shadow of the thousand-fold sword fell, a huge purple shadow of Taiji appeared under Murongfeng's sword, covering Murongfeng's head with a phantom. There was a loud "boom", and the shadow of the thousand-fold sword It turned into a blow and collided violently with the Tai Chi Diagram, terrifying energy shot out indiscriminately, the surrounding space collapsed, and an invisible and terrifying shock wave was formed within a radius of [-] meters of the ring. Thousands of ordinary people died under the blow.

Murong Feng watched thousands of civilians die unexpectedly, the murderous intent in his heart was strong, his eyes were slightly red, and he shouted: "Little devil, I have robbed your ancestors for eighteen generations, and I will never die with you forever."