"clang!"

The collision of swords and sparks flash.

The two separated turned around again, but did not move again immediately.

Tang Yi's left shoulder was splattering blood. If the other party's knife was nearly half a minute, it would hurt the bone.

Holding the knife in his right hand, Tang Yi's breathing was a little disordered, and there was also a knife in his clothes on the opposite side.

However, the blade only cut through his clothes and did not touch his body.

It is obvious that Tang Yi was weaker in this confrontation.

Seeing the blood flowing from his arm, Miyahira Yoshira felt extremely comfortable.

"Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily. I will let you suffer and then ravage your woman!"

He had to return the humiliation that day ten times, and the famous blade in his hand was even more shattered as iron as mud.

Tang Yi didn't reply, just looked at him coldly, but he knew in his heart that he was not as good as the other party now.

Running all the way and not sleeping has caused a lot of damage to his physical fitness, and he has to take care of Yang Han, which has wasted more physical fitness.

And the ambushed himself, Yoshira Miyahei, got enough rest, which was like a man who had just finished a marathon participated in another race.

However, this game is not as simple as winning or losing. You must retain your physical strength and be prepared to fight back.

Not only that, there is also the cooperation of Shuriken among the opponent's swords. It has to be said that this guy who is hard to see in a century has real skills.

This thing is a double-edged sword. If you become a bad person with all your skills, it will be quite troublesome.

Tang Yi's flying knife was always tolerant and did not let it go because he would not let the other party notice it.

Only when he truly wins, will he let the other party know the pain of death.

"Don't speak? Do you have no strength anymore? It seems that your woman has squeezed you out. Don't worry, I will satisfy her and make her live and die!"

With a trembling wrist, I drew out the sword flowers. When the two of them were fighting just now, all the trees that were cut down were cut to the ground.

Including the thick back and wide knife in Tang Yi's hand, all the blades had collapsed, but the sword body of the Mingbian was not at all marked.

With this sharp blade that cuts iron like mud in his hand, coupled with his excellent physical strength, even though Tang Yi has seen through his moves, he still cannot defend himself.

With the deterioration of the five senses, he still did not find a fatal opportunity for one blow. Instead, Miyahei Yoshira became more and more unscrupulous.

With his thorough knowledge of martial arts alone, Tang Yi is far superior to the other party, but as the saying goes, killing the master's tutor by random punches, Tang Yi is now obviously losing in physical fitness.

The swelling and pain in the chest became more and more obvious, but Tang Yi also saw a chance to win.

"You little Japanese, you defeated general, come on, your grandfather, I'm waiting for you here!"

Tang Yi held the thick back and wide knife in his hand, spitted and hooked his fingers at Miyahira Yoshira.

He speaks with powerlessness, but still has endless contempt.

This attitude is definitely the most fatal, especially the defeated general, which stimulates Miyahei Yoshira's nerves.

"Since you want to die so soon, I will fulfill your wish, and I will seize the time to play with your woman. I will let her wail and scream under me, and I will let her shake her tail and beg for mercy!"

He kept trying to stimulate Tang Yi's nerves with dirty words, but Yoshira Miyasu did not notice. Tang Yi, who he originally wanted to anger, was not angry at all.

Years of battle have given Tang Yi a sense of tolerance that he has been shattered before. This low-end trick will only make him impetuous.

He waved the knife forward, pulled his right hand and a cold light slashed Tang Yi directly.

Tang Yi hurriedly waved his sword and raised it. Although the other party's famous blade was sharp, he could not cut off the more than ten pounds of machete in Tang Yi's hand.

As sparks flew everywhere, Miyahei Yoshira took a step forward, drew a knife and swept across, directly tangenting towards Tang Yi's abdomen.

Tang Yi took a slight step back, held the knife in his hand and protected it in his chest, and then took the other party's sword and headed towards the left.

Seeing Tang Yi trying to distance himself, Miyahira Yoshira naturally would not miss this opportunity.

He took out two shurikens from his waist with his left hand and shot directly at Tang Yi.

Shuriken, like a windmill, is a hidden weapon that ninjas can use well.

It has four blades in black, and the consequences of being hit are unimaginable.

But he didn't expect that Tang Yi's move was just a false move, and his body rotated quickly like a top, and his whole person shot to the left.

Taking advantage of the moment when the opponent shot out the hidden weapon, Tang Yi held a knife in both hands and slashed from above with a big opening and closing slash.

To avoid it, Miyahei Yoshiraki had no choice but to fight hard.

"clang!"

Once again, the golden sings intersected, sparks flew everywhere, and Miyahei Yoshira suffered a secret loss.

Tang Yi took the initiative and made a big opening and closing from top to bottom, completely making Miyahira Yoshira unable to escape, and only had a strong rival.

The famous blade in his hand was slender, and he could only resist the back of the sword on his shoulders.

Even though Tang Yi's knife did not slash his body, it left a blood groove on his back on his shoulder.

He refused to suffer losses, and while Tang Yi was not yet firm in his foothold, he kicked Tang Yi in the chest.

The kick was very strong and he kicked Tang Yi out five or six meters.

After four steps in a row, Tang Yi stood firm. Miyahira Yoshira took advantage of this opportunity to pounce again.

"Three swords flow!"

Learn sword first and then boxing. Almost when he was able to leave, Miyahei Yoshira dragged the wooden sword around and played around.

Therefore, his sword skills are far higher than his boxing skills, otherwise he would not have received the famous blade created by the sword master himself.

With his roar, sword blades swept across the sky again.

The blade hit him, and his eyes were covered with bloodshot as he took the initiative. Everything that blocked him would be cut off by his sharp blade.

The trees in this forest are not thick, so as the trees collapsed, he chased them all the way.

He was unscrupulous, with an arrogant smile on his lips, and the blade of his right hand combined with the hidden weapon on his left hand. Over the years, many famous masters fell under his hands.

He wanted to use Tang Yi's blood to consecrate his famous blade, and he wanted to use this knife to become a famous martial arts master who has been passed down from history.

The sword light flashed, the rhythm was completely controlled by Miyahei Yoshira. The trees were overturned, and the murderous intention was even better.

The advantage of swords can cut life at any time. In the fierce battle, life and death are only between the front lines.

Just as Miyahei Yoshira was invincible and attacking Tang Yi wildly, she suddenly tripped under her feet and staggered.

The weeds in the woods made him unaware of the weight, and Miyahei Yoshira's knife was suddenly slowed down a little.

Tang Yi naturally would not let go of such an opportunity. He was at a disadvantage and immediately pinched his sword and rushed forward.

A sharp, thick back and wide knife slashed the opponent's Yoshira Miyahira, and at this moment of life and death, a strange smile suddenly flashed across the corner of Miyahira's mouth.

"You've been trapped!"

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