Chapter 178: The power of sword skills

Chu Xiangxiang closed his eyes in despair, as if waiting for death to come...

Just as the scimitar was about to penetrate Chu Xiangxiang's chest, suddenly, a strong wind blew up, with a snapping sound, and the breeze lifted her hair...

She slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw was a figure with a sense of security from behind.

The next moment, she saw an extra belt in Zhang Yi's hand.

"Do you want to die?" Zhang Yi turned around and glared at her.

"I……"

Chu Xiangxiang felt a little aggrieved, but she felt that she was reckless this time and did not talk back to the man.

The next moment, a fierce light appeared in Zhang Yi's eyes, murderous intent emerged, and Cang smiled: "I didn't expect that in such a short period of time, you could actually reach the state of using the sword with your mind. Well, I want to see what other abilities you have?"

"God of Death, back then you killed hundreds of people from my tribe, let's put an end to it today!" The Igagawa people's murderous intention has also arisen and they cannot be restrained.

"bring it on!"

The laughter fell and the sound of breaking wind sounded. Zhang Yi had already rushed forward. With a flick of the belt in his hand, he jumped up like a flexible black snake...

"Little tricks!"

The Igagawa people looked at his offensive indifferently, with disdain in their eyes. With a thought, the scimitar that had fallen on the ground instantly floated up again, and stabbed Zhang Yi quickly in the back...

Zhang Yi looked back and was horrified. His body spun around as he ran forward, and his scimitar pierced the air.

Immediately afterwards, his body landed firmly on the ground, but he felt a lingering fear.

If his reaction had been any slower, he would have been stabbed with a machete!

The thought of wielding the knife is truly terrifying!

You can control the scimitar anytime and anywhere, and you never know when it will attack you.

At this moment, Zhang Yi's expression turned serious. He turned around and looked at the stunned Chu Xiangxiang: "Why are you still standing there? Are you waiting here to die? Get out of here quickly!"

Briefly surprised, Chu Xiangxiang came back to his senses immediately, but looked at him worriedly: "What about you?"

"Don't worry about me! If you are here, you will only hold me back!" Zhang Yi did not look back, his eyes were fixed on Iga Mumen.

"you!"

Hearing the man's words, Chu Xiangxiang was so angry that she stomped her feet depressedly on the spot, then reluctantly got into the police car and roared away...

The Igagawa man didn't even look at Chu Xiangxiang who was leaving. For him, his goal tonight was to kill the God of Death!

Seeing Chu Xiangxiang leaving, Zhang Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief. As long as she was not here, he could go on a big fight without any scruples!

The next moment, he seemed to have changed into a different person, his aura became quite domineering, and his eyes were extremely sharp!

"I really want to know, how on earth did you achieve such a level of cultivation in such a short period of time?" Zhang Yi squinted his eyes, murderous intention gradually rising.

Hearing this, Igagawa smiled faintly: "It is said that China is a place full of miracles. I'm sorry, but I have been inherited by one of your Chinese masters, so I can achieve the level of cultivation I have today...

…”

Hearing his words, Zhang Yi had the urge to spit out blood.

Damn it! Why can't he encounter such a good thing?

But this kind of adventure happened to an island native!

Depend on!

"God of Death, stop talking nonsense! We have a real chapter in our hands. Either you die today or I die!"

As soon as the voice fell, the scimitars surrounding him roared out, carrying a terrifying aura, and surged towards him...

Zhang Yi's eyes were focused, and he flicked the belt, intersecting with it, and instantly wrapped the scimitar around him. With a slight exertion of his palm, he threw the scimitar to the ground.

call out!

Almost at the same time, his figure suddenly jumped out, the Dao Mysterious Sutra in his body started to circulate, and he slapped it with his right palm, and his internal energy flowed out like a torrent...

"Youlong Bagua Palm Technique!"

The Igagawa native's eyes were focused, and he crossed his palms, and his strong inner strength matched the strength of his palms to meet him...

The next second...

The two palms intertwined together, and the strong internal energy of both parties surged out of their bodies, fighting with their internal energy!

"Hehe... Compete with me in terms of internal strength? I've never been afraid of anyone before!"

The corner of Zhang Yi's mouth curled up in a dangerous arc, and then, his strength continued, faintly, with a few dragon roars...

"This is……"

Igagawa's pupils shrank slightly and he quickly withdrew his palm...

call……

The moment he withdrew his palm power, five silver dragons flashed out, and with a hiss, they hit the Igagawa man's chest head-on...

puff……

The Igagawa man vomited blood and retreated, with a deep look of horror in his eyes.

"Hehe, you're not that good either..." Zhang Yi breathed out and smiled faintly.

"It turned out to be the Youlong Bagua Palm Technique!" Igagawa wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and within a few breaths, he regained his strength.

"Oh? Not bad! You can actually see what palm technique I used!" Zhang Yi said in surprise.

Although the Wandering Dragon Bagua Palm Technique is a very common Taoist palm technique, its power is extraordinary. Even he has little understanding of this palm technique and can only exert the power of five dragons.

Igagawa's face was gloomy and uncertain. He grabbed his right hand behind his back, and the katana appeared in his hand. Then, he sneered at him and said: "Next, I'll show you the power of the sword technique!"

Huhu...

The next moment, a whirlwind swept around the Igagawa people, and violent internal energy surged out, converging on the katana within a few seconds.

"Cangtian Thirteen Swordsmen!"

As soon as the voice fell, a violent wave of knives swept out, roaring towards Zhang Yi as fast as lightning...

Depend on!

Seeing this huge wave of swords, even Zhang Yi felt an extremely dangerous feeling.

He did not dare to neglect, the Dao Mysterious Sutra started to circulate, and he rushed forward. At the same time, he stretched his hands forward, and an irresistible suction force suddenly appeared...

The wave of knives came, but stopped half a meter in front of Zhang Yi.

"How is that possible?"

The people of Igagawa were in disbelief when they saw the scene in front of them.

"Suck it for me!"

Zhang Yi's face turned red, and he activated the Dao Xuan Jing to the extreme, using the mysterious ability of the Dao Xuan Jing to forcibly absorb the power of the wave of swords.

How can the people of Igagawa watch helplessly?

He shouted loudly, his body flashed over, and the katana in his right hand was sent forward, and the intricate sword energy rose up and swept over...

puff……

Zhang Yi was completely unprepared and was shocked by the sword energy so much that he vomited blood and retreated. The energy and blood in his body surged.

Before he had a chance to breathe, the Igagawa people had already rushed over, and the katana stabbed into his chest mercilessly...

Well……

Even though Zhang Yi reacted, he was still half a beat too late. The tip of the samurai sword had already pierced his chest, and scarlet blood infected the clothes on his chest.

Zhang Yi looked extremely ferocious, holding the blade of the knife tightly with his right hand. The sharp edge of the knife pierced his palm, and the blood soaked the entire palm red!

Seeing Zhang Yi holding the blade of the sword tightly, Igagawa's eyes showed a hint of surprise. He tried hard to draw the sword, but he couldn't pull it out at all...
Chapter completed!