Free Soldier King Mixed Country

"Although I don't know what plans you have, if you want to take that woman away, you need to pass my level first."

"Hehe, listening to your tone, young people seem to be very confident. You need to be low-key and don't overestimate your abilities."

Miyamoto admitted here that the young man in front of him did have some abilities to solve the other people in the boat quietly.

It is a pity that the sneak attack has failed, and the most advantageous opportunity has been lost. The katana in Miyamoto's hand, holding both hands, presents an angle to Xiao Yi.

"Your reaction speed is indeed very fast, so I will give it a try. Have you cultivated your sword technique at home? Compared with the original Asura, who is stronger?"

"What! Asura... you actually know him!"

Mentioned the three words Asura, and Miyamoto's eyes lit up at this moment, and Xiao Yi was right. From the same country, there must be some connection between the two.

Miyamoto didn't know Ashura, but one can know that Ashura used to learn sword techniques with Yamamoto teacher. He had a good understanding of sword techniques. Later, after leaving Yamamoto, he moved around the world.

In the most recent news, I learned that this person has become a member of Shadow, but unfortunately the person has died, and died in the hands of a Chinese man. Since this person in front of him knows so clearly, then...

"You killed him. Are you the killer named Leng Jian in the Dawn Breaking Organization?"

"Congratulations on your correct answer. There is a saying that an inch is strong and an inch is strong. I would like to see what is so special about your sword technique."

"It's a big tone. Although I have no direct contact with this Asura, we are all out of the same school. I will personally collect his account today."

One side is a katana, and the other side is a military stab. The katana has a wide range of attacks and is flexible. The katana in Miyamoto's hand played a real role.

At first, Xiao Yi could not have a slight advantage, and Miyamoto saw through his offensive intentions. Miyamoto was worthy of being a master of swordsmanship. He had both offensive and defensive moves, constantly suppressing Xiao Yi's retreat.

Xiao Yi couldn't get the upper hand, and while resolving Miyamoto's attack, thinking about how to turn the situation around, and the contest with Miyamoto, Xiao Yi didn't want to use Dao Qi, relying solely on physical strength to restrain the long knife with military stabs.

"Isn't your tone very arrogant just now? Why can't you say something now? Some words come out at a price!"

Strong arms, the samurai sword in his hand, even if it is steel, will leave traces when cut down, let alone a human being with a mortal body, every attack contains Miyamoto's domineering.

Gradually adapting to Miyamoto's attack method and strength control, Xiao Yi had an idea in his heart. Every time he attacked Miyamoto, 70% of his strength was used. If this strength fell, his arms would not be able to withstand it.

One move and one move are all towards the vital position of the body. You only need to occupy the first-line advantage to determine the final outcome. Miyamoto understands this very well, and also knows that this person code-named Lengjian is unusual.

"Sure enough, I have some ability. Now I will not underestimate you. Every time I attack, you can easily resolve it. There are no multiple moves. Now I believe that you have the strength to kill Ashura. ."

"The gesture of your move, plus the attacking technique, although I don't know who you learned from it, but there is a shadow of Huaxia martial arts in it. Don't you feel embarrassed to use our Chinese martial arts?"

"You don't need to irritate me in this way. This is what I learned from my teacher. If you insult me, you are insulting him. Today I want you to die by my teacher's knife!"

Miyamoto has followed Yamamoto Kazuki and has been learning swordsmanship for more than ten years. During these ten years, many of his fellow teachers were not his opponents.

At the same time, he was also Yamamoto's most proud student, and he was directly recommended to the Black Dragon Club and became one of its important members. This is the capital that Miyamoto is proud of.

The Huaxia people standing in front of him was the murderer who killed Ashura back then. Today Miyamoto will use a knife that the teacher once used to get rid of this trouble.

"Since your teacher didn't tell you that the sword technique is to steal the essence of our Chinese martial arts, then I will teach you for free today. The sword is not played like this!"

A murderous aura surged from Xiao Yi. Compared with the aura of the palace itself, this murderous aura was inferior to that of the palace itself. The aura was actually suppressed by Miyamoto.

Vaguely, Miyamoto saw that behind Xiao Yi, a huge black shadow appeared. This shadow appeared from time to time, with a cold chill and a pair of scarlet eyes, waiting for the opportunity.

It is like the legendary **** of death in Western mythology, holding a sickle in his hand to harvest life. No matter where he appears, he only represents death.

"Success!"

Miyamoto swelled up his momentum and threw away this illusion of seeing in his mind, but from this moment on, Miyamoto had already lost.

The tricks between the masters, as long as the opponent seized a little opportunity, the ending has already been settled. At this moment, Miyamoto's momentum has already been defeated.

"Come well, let you see the essence of the real Chinese martial arts, a few lone stars, and dare to compete with Haoyue!"

Holding a military stab Xiao Yi had no fear at all, although Miyamoto had a samurai sword in his hand, he had to occupy an absolute advantage in the range of attack.

"Stupid...A mere army thorn, dare to enter the range of my killer move, looking for death!"

Miyamoto smiled triumphantly, his aura became bitter, and the long knife suddenly fell, facing Xiao Yi's chest. Even if the military stab in Xiao Yi's hand could be blocked, his fingers would inevitably be injured.

"Quickly cut!"

Xiao Yi's eyes widened. Although he found a way to win, he didn't dare to carelessly fight against such a person.

Seeing the cold light of the blade, getting closer and closer to the body, General Xiao Yi stabbed over and blocked the move, Miyamoto smiled evilly.

"I knew you would do this, you are already in the game!"

The long knife suddenly changed the direction of its strength, and the blade was attached to the blade of the stab, sliding on it, bursting out sparks, and it was about to cut at Xiao Yi's finger.

Miyamoto's intention was not the position of Xiao Yi's chest. How could such a move not be discovered? The real intention was to abolish one of Xiao Yi's hands, so that he would have an advantage.

"Hehe, you think too much, Dou Zhuan Xing Yi..."

Suddenly, Xiao Yi sank, his right hand released the military spike, the military spike came out, and his left hand grabbed suddenly, and the military spike directly hit the long knife.

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