Wild Dragon

Seeing Toshiaki Oda attacking himself with the Kusanagi sword, the "sacred weapon" of the island nation, the bald old man laughed aloud, and continued, "I don't know whether it was the Yata mirror that broke the Kusanagi sword, or the Kusanagi sword that broke the eighth sword." Takagami, Oda ghost, have you thought about this? For a guy like you who is obsessed with this, don't make your mood 'short' because of it, hahaha!"

"Bastard, look at the knife!" Oda Toshiaki was furious.To him, what the bald old man said was like lifting a pot without opening it.In normal times, he would regard any artifact as a treasure, and he would entrust his belief in it.If one was really destroyed in front of his eyes, or even in his hands, it might really be like what the bald old man said-making his state of mind "poor".

The light of the sword reappeared, and the cold light swayed. At this time, Oda Toshiaki forced himself to calm down, and even deliberately stopped worrying about the Kusanagi sword and the Yata mirror.Currently, these are just two weapons.If there is any more distraction, I am afraid that I will fall.Facing an evenly matched enemy of life and death, half-heartedness can only lead to death.

Thus, the Kusanagi sword and the Yata mirror collided fiercely.With a bang, the Yata Mirror, which was already riddled with scars, was unexpectedly broken with a small gap.A piece of copper the size of a thumb was split and splashed out, and it hit a huge wooden pillar with a "ding".

In normal times, I don't know how such damage would make Oda Toshiaki crazy.But now, he can only choose to ignore it.

The bald old man smiled while fighting: "Very good! When you broke the Chuan Guoxie, were you very excited? I seem to be like this now, hahaha!"

"Shameless!" Oda Toshiaki yelled angrily and launched an offensive, surging like the tide of the sea.In fact, wasn't it the same when he successfully escaped from the pursuit of the bald old man at the cost of smashing the Chuan Guoxie?Shameless, this word seems to have become a neutral word at this time, it can be used regardless of enemy or friend.

The sword light was like a sea, even like a wall of light composed of sword lights, pushing towards the bald old man crazily.

The bald old man still maintained a calm attitude, flying up and down with the Yata mirror in his hand, either blocking or attacking, without losing the wind in the slightest.The two are only different in the style of moves, but it is undeniable that they are still similar in strength.

However, the bald old man is more confident.Because he knew that his two old buddies outside were very powerful, and sooner or later they would wipe out all the bastards outside.At that time, not to mention the equally powerful "third person" who rushed in, or even Kazekage who came in and harassed him non-stop, the bald old man would have the confidence to kill Oda Toshiaki quickly.

At this time, the fighting sound outside the hall had become weaker and weaker, but there were more and more screams erupting during the period.Oda Toshiaki knew that there were at most three subordinates left outside.And trying to entangle a Heavenly Dao master with only three people is tantamount to idiotic dreams.Therefore, Oda Toshiaki's time is running out.

As a result, Oda Toshiaki suddenly erupted with the strongest attack power, overwhelming the opponent with a frantic sword glow.Just when the bald old man felt a little strenuous, Oda Toshiaki swooped out - he wanted to escape!

Nonsense, if you don't escape now, when will you wait?Wait until another Heavenly Dao master comes in, forming a two-on-one situation?That is courting death.

However, just as Oda Toshiaki flew out at high speed, the bald old man moved quickly parallel to the main entrance of the main hall without slowing down at all.He was only half a step faster than Oda Toshiaki, and then he swung the Yata mirror with his hand horizontally, like swinging a giant axe, and roared: "Go back!"

Immediately, the Yata Mirror turned into a huge fan as if hallucinating, as if it wanted to cut Oda Toshiaki across the waist!Oda Toshiaki had no choice but to block it with the Kusanagi sword. After a crisp sound erupted, his body had to return to the center of the hall again.Of course, with this violent impact, the Yata Mirror seemed to be more fragile, and the biggest crack seemed to have expanded.

The bald old man suddenly broke out, as if he had switched from defense to offense, and laughed loudly: "I have been on guard against you, a bastard, fleeing, hahaha! Sorry, I will be one step ahead of you!"

As he said that, the bald old man continued to wave the Yata mirror like the wind, regardless of whether Oda Toshiaki was going to vomit blood in anger.This time, he was really going to turn from defense to offense, because the aura of the two had completely changed, Oda Toshiaki had already started to feel guilty, while the bald old man's confidence skyrocketed.

Oda Toshiaki retreated again and again, and at this moment, a huge momentum gushed out from the back door of the hall like a gust of wind, as if it was going to sweep everything.In the midst of this mighty momentum, the fat old man came over faster than expected.You know, there are three people outside!

But what about three people?Those three were almost exhausted, and one of them was even injured, and Kazekage was enough to take care of them.

Now, once this fat old man came in, the situation changed drastically in an instant.There is no longer any balance at all, it is completely one-sided suppression.

The chubby old man waved his big hand, and punched his face with a long fist.Oda Toshiaki, who was in the process of retreating, had to turn around in shock, slashed down fiercely, and tried his best to defuse the fat old man's punch.Because everyone knows that at their level, weapons are only a small support, even an iron fist can make opponents of the same level instantly hate.

The slightly chubby old man would not use his tough and extremely sharp Kusanagi sword, and immediately withdrew his fists and took half a step back.Just when Oda Toshiaki wanted to pursue him, but the bald old man behind him had already charged forward, and the Yata mirror in his hand turned into a giant ax again, slashing down obliquely from top to bottom, as if he was about to break the mountain.

How can Oda Toshiaki have more thoughts to take into account other things?Not to mention a backhand slash, barely blocking Yata Kyou's fierce slash.This time it was a matter of life and death, and the two masters of Heavenly Dao exerted all their strength, and their potential was stimulated to the limit.

boom!With a loud and crisp sound, the Yata Mirror suddenly broke and split into three pieces, two of which flew out and hit the wall, and even came out through the wall.Although the wooden wall is thick, it can't stop this force.

Yata mirror, the "artifact" of Shimawa country-collapse!

Oda Toshiaki couldn't help but lose his mind when he saw the Yata mirror that had been smashed by himself.The artifact, which symbolizes the spirit and luck of the island country, was chopped down by myself!

And just when he was a little distracted, the eight-handed mirror that was left in the bald old man's hand suddenly pushed.The fracture was like criss-crossed teeth and uneven. Under the sudden push of the bald old man with all his strength, it pierced Oda Toshiaki's chest with a "poof"!

Bleeding.

Immediately afterwards, the bald old man let go of his hand and took a big step back, narrowly dodging the knife that Oda Toshiaki swung vigorously.At this moment, Oda Toshiaki seemed to be in disbelief, looking down at his chest.There, fragments of the Yata Mirror pierced the lungs mercilessly, and blood gushed.