Urban Tianyi Daddy

Chapter 1773 Such a fierce way of begging for mercy

Large swaths of flames flashed across Mashan Tang itself, frightening the surrounding soldiers to scramble and scramble, hugging their heads, and rushing to the side.

I saw a large cloud of black smoke rushing past, slowly revealing the appearance of Mashan Tangben.

He stood there blankly, his whole body, almost completely shattered, was scorched black by the blast.

Naturally, all the clothes were blown off, and even the hair was blown up like a chicken coop, with every hair standing on end.

He stared at the white light curtain in front of him in disbelief, and black blood flowed from his eyes.

Finally, he opened his mouth.

Puffs of white smoke came out from the mouth and nostrils, like a stove in a country house.

He raised a scorched black finger that was constantly trembling, and pointed at the silvery white light: "What the hell have you turned into? Baga, Aoki Iori, what the hell have you become? Is it a joke?"

"You're not human, you're definitely not human anymore."

As soon as the words fell, the silver-white light curtain suddenly shrank, and changed into the human form of Aoki Iori, and quickly returned to her original state.

On an extremely delicate face, with raging ridicule and disdain, she walked slowly towards Mashan Tangben.

She smiled and said, "Hey, Mr. Mashan, you are actually quite powerful. You really deserve to be a figure who has reached the level of a master. If you were replaced by an ordinary soldier, you would be blown up by these grenades of yours—"

"It was blown to pieces, but you are still fine, with a whole body."

"It didn't have an arm or a broken leg. I really admire it."

As he spoke, he clapped his hands.

Mashan Tangben let out an extremely shrill cry, feeling deeply humiliated.

I was blown up like this, almost like a piece of coke in the shape of a human, but you still said such mocking words.

Don't you think I can't hear it, this is completely mocking me.

Although Ma Shan Tangben was only a Dacheng Grandmaster, and he was facing someone at the level of a Dacheng Grandmaster, he was also proud.

His pride did not allow him to accept this humiliation, so he had to return it.

So, he roared, raised his hand suddenly, and touched his back.

All of a sudden, a very sharp and hard samurai sword was shaken out.

Wielding a samurai sword with both hands, he rushed towards Aoki Iori and shouted loudly: "Aoki Iori, I declare war on you with the spirit of a samurai. I want to fight you. Please use your normal skills to fight me!"

"I want you to know that I, Mashan Tangben, am not an incompetent person, and I can cut you under the knife!"

When he shouted these words, he had already swung dozens of knives.

And these dozens of knives turned into extremely sharp knife aura, which lasted for a long time, criss-crossing and slashing towards Aoki Yizhi fiercely.

It was like a knife net formed by the light of sharp knives, sprinting towards the Goddess of War, trying to cut her into countless pieces.

The Goddess of War shook her head: "It's such a small skill. Don't you feel ashamed to show off in front of me?"

She waved her little hand lightly, and easily smashed those sharp blades into pieces.

Immediately, no matter Mashan Tangben or the surrounding soldiers, their faces were stunned with fright, and their internal organs were about to shatter.

Everyone knows how sharp the dozens of sword lights that Mashan Tangben fired.

Even a steel plate several meters thick can be shredded.

After all, this is not only the skill of being a Dacheng master, but also the powerful energy brought by the very exquisite and fierce sword technique.

However, they were all easily destroyed by Aoki Iori.

Ma Shan Tangben roared, grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands, and swung it to the side of his body.

Then, he stopped there, and the sharp point of the knife stabbed fiercely at Aoki Iori.

He yelled: "I want to die with you!!"

Aoki Iori shook his head and said calmly: "You don't have the qualifications!"

Looking at the point of the stabbing knife, she smiled slightly, just raised a finger, and poked forward.

Soon, the sharp point of the knife pierced her finger.

The people around exclaimed again!
A soldier who knew the situation better shouted!

"Ma Shanjun's sword ranks No. 70 among the monster swords in Japan, and it is indestructible! Aoki God of War is too careless, even the strongest king of war, God of War, can't be like this..."

Before he finished speaking, he couldn't continue.

It seemed that a huge slap slapped him hard on the face.

He staggered from the beating, and all his words were beaten back.

He even coughed so much that he was slapped hard in the face.

Including all the little friends around him, they all saw an incredible scene.

I saw the tip of the so-called No. 70 eight-ranked demon sword in the Japanese country pierced Aoki Iori's finger, and immediately shattered.

Not only the tip of the knife shattered, but even the blade began to have countless cracks, which continued to crack and turned into countless fragments.

With a crash, it fell to the ground.

But Aoki Iori's finger was unscathed, and kept pressing the blade forward.

Wherever it went, the long blade kept turning into pieces.

In just a few seconds, Aoki Iori's miraculous finger was already pressing on Mashan Karamoto's bare handle.

The entire blade was completely crushed by one of her fingers.

This is more than just glass, it is simply tofu.

Aoki Iori's fingers were still intact, if there was anything abnormal, there was a faint red mark on the finger.

Mashan Tangben saw that the proud demon knife was completely destroyed by the goddess of war with one finger, leaving only the handle of the knife, and he couldn't believe it.

No more, the No. 70 No. [-] Yaodao just disappeared...

of course.

If he wants, he can also take it back as a souvenir.

At this moment, he was so angry that he couldn't speak, and he was so frightened that he was about to shit.

He quickly withdrew his hand, looked at the handle of the knife, and shouted in panic and shock: "Aoki Yizhi, when did your skill become so strong? It can't be so strong. My demon knife has a history of more than 500 years, and I still use it. It has been tempered with the power of ghosts and gods!"

"It's very strong, even the Great Master Dacheng couldn't destroy it like this, you... how did you do it?"

While shouting, he also showed a look of hell on his face.

Aoki Iori shook his head lightly, showing a bit of complacency.

"I got the powerful help of my master, not to mention your demon knife, even if I get ten or twenty more, I will still crush it. By the way, I heard that the demon knife..."

"Actually, the hilt is the strongest part, right?"

"Then I'll let you take a look now, no matter how tough the handle is, it's like tofu in my hand."

As soon as she split her hands, she snatched the handle of the knife, which was about [-] centimeters long, from Mashan Tangben's hand.

The handle of this knife is indeed very hard, like a hundred-refined vajra, but under the ravages of Aoki Iori, it was twisted into twists in an instant.

Soon, it was cut into sections.

With a bang, it fell to the ground.

Looking down at the handle of the knife that had turned into a dozen small iron lumps, Ma Shan Tangben wanted to cry but had no tears.

He shouted: "You...you are too much, you don't even leave me the handle of the knife, how can you go so much! My ancestral treasure knife!!"

With a plop, he knelt on the ground and picked up those small iron lumps with a broken face.

Then, raised an angry face!
"Now you have destroyed my treasured sword like this, and it has become nothing. My family's ancestral motto is that when the sword is with the people, the sword is dead, and you have destroyed my sword. What else do you want? ?”

Aoki Iori smiled and said, "Shall I lend you a samurai sword to make you commit suicide by disemboweling yourself, so as to fulfill your ancestral teachings?"

She also glanced left and right, saw a soldier with a samurai sword on his back, and gave him a tick.

Subconsciously, the warrior quickly drew out his katana, strode forward, and raised his katana respectfully with both hands.

He looked at Aoki Iori, with infinite admiration and awe in his eyes.

He said respectfully: "God of War please!"

Aso Karamoto: "..."

The style is wrong!
This style of painting is too wrong! !

In his heart, tens of millions of grass-mud horses stepped on him fiercely.

Aoki Iori casually took the samurai sword, handed it to Asayama Karamoto, and said with a smile: "Come on, use it to commit seppuku suicide, the ancestor's instruction is very important, and it is not only the ancestor's instruction, but also our Bushido spirit, right?"

Mashan Tangben's face turned blue and white, looking very ugly.

Suddenly, he howled dryly! !
"Aoki God of War, I won't take you to play like this! You ruined my sword and my people, how cruel and terrible you are doing, you can't do this!!"

"You should accept my begging for mercy, and then forgive me magnanimously, ordering me to treat you in the same way in the future! I will attack you! I will do anything! I think I will agree!!"

He yelled so fiercely just now, full of ferocity, that all the soldiers around him looked at him with admiration.

They thought that he would definitely take over the samurai sword from Aoki War God and commit seppuku suicide.

Unexpectedly, this fierce voice shouted such words.

Suddenly, there was a crackling sound!
The eyeballs and jaws of hundreds of soldiers present all fell to the ground!
There is such a vicious way of begging for mercy in the world? !

Aoki Iori sneered, did not take his words, but looked up at the soldiers.

Her face was charming and charming, but her eyes were extremely cold, as if they were icebergs thousands of years old.

If anyone dares to refuse, he will be frozen to death.

At the beginning, the soldier who presented a samurai sword fell to his knees with a plop, and his two big palms were still pressed on the ground.

He said loudly: "Aoki God of War is one of the eight strongest war gods in our country, and the only female God of War! I have always admired and worshiped Aoki God of War, now!"

"Since the warden died at your hands, and the deputy warden also knelt down to you and begged for mercy, then I am willing to accept all your arrangements!"

At the end, he added a few words.

"Of course, because Aoki God of War is the strongest king of our country, and also a brigadier general, so in the desert prison, she has the highest position now, so I should naturally accept her arrangements and orders!"

"Did you say so?"

(End of this chapter)