Urban Tianyi Daddy

Chapter 1632 Vomiting Blood Vigorously
All of them displayed their life skills and turned into rainbows soaring into the sky, holding sharp samurai swords in both hands.

Although this kind of samurai sword is far inferior to Onimaru Kunisuna, one of the top ten demon swords in the Wa Kingdom, it still has a very fierce and sharp lethality.

In the air, there was even the sound of wind and thunder, striking at Shen Zhou fiercely.

With Shen Zhou as the center, there are such fierce and sharp rainbows in all directions, cutting towards him, the speed is very fast, it is amazing.

Shen Zhou just had a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, he didn't care.

He said slowly: "Since you are all attacking me with samurai swords, let me also use samurai swords to learn. I remember that 1000 years ago, samurai swords were not called samurai swords..."

"It's called the Fusang knife."

"There is a Fusang sword technique, let me think about it."

Speaking of this, more than a dozen ninja killers with half-step Grandmaster energy have already approached.

They raised their sharp samurai swords, and the nearest one was less than half a meter away from the sinking boat!
The people on the surrounding ground, no matter those on Shen Zhou's side or those on Satsuma Liu's side, all stopped fighting at the same time and turned their heads to look over.

Hashimoto Ai's heart suddenly rose to her throat, and she shouted: "Master, be careful!!"

She jumped up suddenly, waving the devil's whip and was about to rush over to help the master resist, but the distance was too far, four to five hundred meters, even if she was fast enough, it was no match for a dozen or so half-step masters who slashed at Shen Zhou's blade .

At this moment, Shen Zhou suddenly drew a knife.

He didn't have a sword at first, but with a flick of his hand, a gleaming golden samurai sword appeared, which was transformed by the ancient three needles.

Turning around abruptly, he swung the golden samurai sword.

Immediately, it turned into streaks of golden lightning in the air, cutting all the samurai swords that had been cut to pieces.

In an instant, there seemed to be extremely beautiful fireworks blooming in the dark sky.

And every firework carries a strong breath of death.

A dozen super ninjas of the Satsuma style who are half-step masters suddenly widened their eyes, and couldn't believe the samurai sword they were holding. In the blink of an eye, only the handle remained.

Then, they heard a word, which was also the last word in this life.

"die!!"

Shen Zhou turned around and swung the knife again, the golden light of the knife turned into criss-cross branches that spread in all directions, like a big tree, growing in an extremely fast way.

In an instant, it jumped more than ten or 20 meters.

Those are actually extremely sharp knife lights, which penetrated in an instant——

Surround the chest or waist of every half-step grand master around the sunken boat!

Cut their bodies to pieces.

In the next second, blood splattered all over the sky.

Shen Zhou retracted his knife, still standing in the air calmly, but there was a lot of crashing around, and many broken limbs fell down.

In just a few seconds, none of the half-step grandmasters was still alive, and no half-step grandmaster could keep the whole body after death.

Every half-step grandmaster was cut into pieces by the knife light that burst out like branches.

With a crash, it fell to the ground. The ground was covered with blood and corpses, and it fell to the ground.

But the dying Samoyed, who hadn't died anyway, looked up and saw this scene, feeling unbelievable.

Originally, when he saw more than a dozen ninja killers rushing towards Shen Zhou, and they were all half-step masters, he still had infinite hope in his heart.

More than a dozen half-step great masters, even as the suzerain, I'm afraid they can't beat them.

What's more, now that Shen Zhou has been forging weapons for so long, his strength must be exhausted.

Surrounded by more than a dozen people, it is definitely possible to chop him into pieces, so my heart is full of hope.

Next up!

These dozen or so half-step masters were chopped into pieces by Shen Zhou with a golden katana that suddenly swung out.

He looked at the fragments that fell to the ground, even around him, and he couldn't believe it, and his heart ached.

These half-step masters are the backbone of his Satsuma style, and several of them are quite young, only 40 to [-] years old.

In another five years or ten years, it is very likely that he will become a master of Xiaocheng, or even become a master of Dacheng.

The future development of Satsuma Stream depends on them.

But now, they were chopped into pieces by Shen Zhou with a single blow.

At this moment, the Samoyed dog fully realized the feeling of being so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

Just a few seconds ago, he was very happy when a dozen half-step masters suddenly launched a surprise attack on Shen Zhou, but now he is so angry that he just wants to curse.

He shouted hysterically: "It's so stupid, it's so stupid! That person, he's not a human, he's a demon. You're all dead, so what to do with the Samoru, it's half destroyed!"

In the sky, came Shen Zhou's calm voice: "Is it only half destroyed? It seems not, more than half, but even if only half is destroyed, I will destroy the other half."

These words are also full of ridicule.

All of a sudden, the Samoyed was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Indeed, more than half of it was destroyed, at least one-third of the Ghost Temple was destroyed.

Although it is just a dead thing, it is the spiritual symbol of Satsuma style.

By the way, there is also Onimaru Kunizun.

Thinking of this, the Samoyed dog spat out a second mouthful of blood.

He already felt that he had no blood to vomit, and suddenly thought of something, and shouted heartbreakingly: "Fusang sword technique, you know Fusang sword technique! Fusang sword technique is the first knife in our Japanese country, how did you know it? "

"It was lost more than 500 years ago. How did you learn how to do it, and you are so proficient that you killed more than a dozen half-step masters!"

Shen Zhou sighed, and said thoughtfully: "Was it lost 500 years ago? But I knew it more than 1000 years ago."

Even though the Samoyed dog felt that there was no more blood to vomit, he couldn't help but spit out the third mouthful of blood, almost vomiting out all the internal organs.

He shouted hysterically: "Baga, you are so good at farting! What happened more than 1000 years ago, you are only under 30 years old, are you still a ghost? Only ghosts and gods can stay young forever!"

Shouting, and whispering: "Fusang sword technique, if you know Fusang sword technique, who else in the entire Japanese kingdom can deal with you, maybe only...only..."

He closed his mouth suddenly, as if afraid to utter the name.

Although Shen Zhou heard what he was saying, he didn't mind, nor was he curious, but looked down at his surroundings.

He searched carefully for everything on Xiangli Island again, but he still didn't find the biochemical base.

This is so weird, Hashimoto Ai's grandma must be locked up in the biochemical base.

Not only her, but many others were locked there.

Then why this small island, which is actually not that big, can't find her anywhere? Could it be——

Shen Zhou looked thoughtfully into the depths of the lake.

Originally, he could clearly see the bottom of the lake with his 5000-year-old divine doctor's gaze.

It's just that this Xiangli Lake is really weird, filled with black air, and there are many ghost fishes swaying and jumping there.

These ghost-headed fish look quite scary, really like ghosts.

Obviously, they are not all transformed by Satsuma-style demons, nor are they purely ghosts that have existed for thousands of years.

Their appearance is quite deformed, but it is almost as if they have been biochemically polluted.

Shen Zhou's heart moved, and he just wanted to jump into the lake to have a closer look.

at this time! !
(End of this chapter)