At this time when Ye Junlang was slightly delayed by Aoyamame, those Shinto-ryu warriors had already attacked and killed again, and a sharp * with a sharp handle or slashed or stabbed, besieging Ye Junlang from all angles.

With the sharpness of the Oriental*, as long as you are killed, it is extremely deadly.

However, this seemingly fierce offensive is full of flaws in Ye Junlang's eyes, and there is nothing to be afraid of at all.

A fierce killing intent flashed in his eyes, and Ye Junlang's own killing aura completely permeated out, his body flashed rapidly, avoiding the * from the side assassination, and at the same time, the saber in his hand had already slashed forward.

The Mad Dog Tactical Assault Knife made a series of snowy sharp edges and roared forward, and in that series of "bells" sounds, the * that slashed down in front of it was completely sealed.

Sou!

Ye Junlang's body moved, and the whole person rushed forward, and the saber in his hand raised a slash, instantly slashing through the throat of an Oriental samurai, and a puddle of blood immediately shot out.

The saber continued to unabated, and it stabbed forward, sinking into the heart of an Oriental samurai on the right.

Ye Junlang pulled out the saber and flashed to the right, and a snowy * slashed down from his side, but it fell into the air.

Ye Junlang's body turned, his waist twisted, and his left hand swept out with an elbow.

Bang!

This elbow struck the neck of the attacking Oriental samurai, and the neck of the Oriental samurai was directly discounted, and the whole person fell to the ground limply, dying of exhaustion.

At the same moment, the saber in Ye Junlang's hand slammed forward, and with a bang, he resisted a * that slashed down head-on.

Ye Junlang's own extremely strong force burst out along the saber, and in an instant, he gave the * to Zhen Fei out of his hand, and the Oriental samurai was still in shock, and a heavy punch slammed into his face.

For a moment, blood splattered, and one of the faces of this Oriental samurai was blown to pieces, and his body fell straight to the ground.

Sou!

Ye Junlang's figure flashed again, and the saber in his hand stabbed forward, and with one blow, he pierced the throat of an Oriental samurai.

He didn't stop for the slightest, and rushed forward again.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Oriental samurai who surrounded and killed had already been killed, and one by one the corpses fell to the ground, and the red blood flowed all over the ground, which was extremely shocking.

Ye Junlang fought all the way, no one could stop him along the way, he killed one person in one step, he was stained with blood alone, and no one could stop him!

The momentum of iron-blooded killing permeated the air, like a Satan who dominates life and death, controlling the life and death of others in the palm of his hand.

Laugh at!

At this moment, suddenly, a sharp and endless killing intent sword appeared out of thin air, flashed away in the void, and stabbed towards Ye Junlang's right side at an extremely tricky and strange angle.

This sword is too fast, and the angle from which it is stabbed is extremely tricky and ruthless, making people unguardable, once stabbed by such a tricky sword, it will inevitably be killed on the spot!

Ye Junlang was fighting against the three Oriental warriors on the left side, but this tricky sword came from the right side, and he had already calculated that Ye Junlang had no time to clone himself, and he couldn't take into account the attack of his sword.

A cold glint flashed in Ye Junlang's eyes, he knew that Sato Tsuda had made a move, and the other party had waited for a long time, and finally found this opportunity and began to assassinate.

In fact, it was Sato Tsuda who struck this sword.

He hadn't joined the battle before, and even when he watched Aoyamame and the Oriental samurai being killed, he was indifferent.

He was always waiting, waiting for an opportunity to kill with one blow.

When he saw Ye Junlang facing the siege of the three Oriental samurai on his left, he thought that this opportunity had come. There was a gap on the right side of Ye Junlang, and what this gap meant to him was a flaw!

Sato Tsuda did not hesitate, he held the sword in his left hand, flashed rapidly, and then poured his life's strength to assassinate this sword, straight to Ye Junlang's right side of the vital point!

Sato Tsuda's calculations and strategies were not wrong, what was wrong was that he seriously underestimated Ye Junlang's strength.

When Sato Tsuda attacked and killed, Ye Junlang had already noticed it.

A sneer emerged from the corner of his mouth, Ye Junlang's eyes suddenly swelled with murderous intent, and endless violent power surged out, converging on his right arm and pouring on the mad dog tactical assault knife in his hand.

Laugh at!

Ye Junlang waved his saber violently, drawing a semicircular sharp trajectory from left to right.

The three Oriental samurai* on the left had just slashed over, and the sharp edge of the saber was to attack and kill, and when this sharp edge like thunder crossed the sky, it was forced to retreat from the three slashes.

The edge continued unabated, and it was drawn to the right side along the arc of the semicircle.

At this moment, the * in Sato Tsuda's hand just happened to attack, and the blade of this saber struck the blade of this *, making a light crisp sound.

Clang!

At that moment, Sato Tsuda only felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and a terrifying huge force was transmitted along the blade of *, which shocked his mouth numb, and the angle of the * that stabbed straight forward was also shifted, and this time the attack was naturally missed.

Sato Tsuda immediately retreated backwards, his eyes full of shock.

In the confrontation just now, he was already clearly aware of the gap in strength between him and Ye Junlang, and it was difficult to make up for the gap in strength alone.

The killing move he made with all his strength was actually defused by Ye Junlang so lightly, which inevitably made him feel shocked and angry.

Ye Junlang's body folded and attacked the three Oriental warriors.

Bang!

The saber in Ye Junlang's hand blocked the * that these Oriental warriors had slashed and stabbed one after another, and then he stepped forward, and with the raising of his right arm, a murderous cold glow rose out of thin air.

The cold light of the Dao Dao flashed away, as if it was a life-seeking ghost from hell, and everywhere it passed, blood splattered, and one by one the Oriental samurai fell to the ground one after another.

"Rush up, rush all for me!"

After seeing this scene, Sato Tsuda panicked and couldn't help but shout loudly.

In the end, even Kazuo Honda and Mieko, the two injured assassins, surrounded and killed forward, using all their strength, and performing the most powerful killing moves, and besieged Ye Junlang together.

Ye Junlang was unmoved, his face was as heavy as a lake, expressionless, he used the most powerful killing method, which was a one-hit killing technique honed in the battlefield of life and death.

There are no fancy and complicated moves, and one blow and one move often seems extremely simple, simple but brutal, effective and deadly.

Whew!

Dao Dao blood splashed, Ye Junlang killed one person in one step, stained with blood alone, invincible, a corpse lay under his feet, red blood flowed all over the ground, permeating a thick and pungent smell of blood.

Thump!

In the end, the last Oriental samurai in the field was also killed and fell to the ground, and throughout the audience, except for Sato Tsuda, there was no one alive, and all of them were killed on the spot!

Ye Junlang raised his eyes, looked at Sato Tsuda with an indifferent gaze, and said-

"Now, it's your turn!"