Chapter 778: I'm Not a Hero
The white knife marks that were cut through the air by Uemura Okazawa and left behind were frozen in the air, as if the air had been cut in half, and it could not be closed, and the reverse flow of true qi made a whistling sound.
The people around him had long been shocked by all this, and Kunochi was even more uncertain in his heart, not knowing if Uemura Gangzawa could defeat Zhuo Bufan and Shijian.
At this moment, the sword sword's wrist flicked, and the last lotus flower of the purple and green sword combination froze in the sky, and now there were a total of three purple and green sword combination lotus flowers condensed around her.
At the same time, Uemura Gangzawa let out a loud shout, and the original messy knife marks suddenly gathered together, turning into a dragon composed of countless swords, with the aura of annihilation and slaughter, as if a dragon roar sounded, rushing forward.
Everywhere he passed, the stone slabs on the street were lifted up by the violent aura one after another, and some of the members of the triangular group who did not rush to avoid them were hit by the stone slabs one after another and fell to the ground.
Zhuo Bufan narrowed his eyes slightly, this kendo master seemed to be a little worse than the mountain and wild sword. The surging sword mark qi dragon swept the street, and the three purple and cyan sword mangs that were frozen in the sky swooped down and crashed into the air dragon, first the first sword manghua hit the air dragon, and it was instantly destroyed, and the air wave that spread out lifted the stone slabs on the street, and then
and was squeezed into powder by the furious energy.
The second sword manglian rushed forward again, and this time although the lotus flower was reloaded again, the qi dragon was also impacted, and both the speed and size became a little weaker.
"Qinglian Sword Song. ”
The sword snorted lightly, and the purple-green sword in his hand and the last sword lotus in the air converged together, turning into a sword about three meters long, flying towards the qi dragon head-on, and the purple light on the sword appeared, and a cyan and a purple air flow flowed backwards, which was extremely gorgeous.
The sword rushed into the mouth of the air dragon, and then collided with the sword in the belly of the air dragon, one sword and one sword, the air flow flowed backwards, but the silent collision was extremely intense, and in the end, the air dragon also dissipated, leaving only a sword and a sword to collide together.
The purple and blue sword is refined by Zhuo Bufan's purple and blue stone found in the new Soviet country, this kind of purple and blue stone can be ranked as a mid-to-high-grade refining material even if it is placed in the cultivation realm, and then smelted by the hands of refining masters like Zhuo Bufan, how can it be compared to the tip of an ordinary knife. Sure enough, a thin crack has begun to appear on the sword, constantly extending towards the hilt, and at the same time, a phantom on the purple and green sword suddenly transforms, although the faint phantom is not clear, but on the whole, it is the vicious appearance of a black wolf, and it bites towards the knife fiercely
。
"Click!"
The knife finally couldn't withstand the strong pressure, and it broke inch by inch and turned into iron filings.
That black wolf was also the soul of the black wolf captured by Zhuo Bufan in the new Soviet Union, which was originally sealed in the purple and green sword as a tool spirit, probably because the fierce battle woke up the sleeping black wolf.
"How is this possible?" said Uemura with a shocked expression on his face.
The remaining purple and blue sword kept rotating in mid-air, and with a move of the sword's little hand, it fell back into her palm, and at the same time, a purple and cyan sword qi pierced straight out, piercing through Uemura Gangzawa's chest.
"Master!"
"Gang Zejun!"
The students of Uemura Okazawa were shocked when they saw Uemura Okazawa being killed, this kendo master who was famous in Tokyo, Japan, was actually killed.
Not only them, but Kunoike also had fear in his heart, Uemura Okazawa was his last hope, and now this last hope has been extinguished.
"There's one more. Zhuo Bufan's expression was indifferent, his five fingers fell from his chest together, and a wind blade crossed dozens of meters away, cutting off Kunochi's head.
The whole Chinatown was dead silent.
Long Hao, Long Jianfeng, Jiang Wei, Nie Ping and others had already chilled all over their bodies, and they didn't dare to speak with their mouths closed.
Zhuo Bufan and Shi Jian walked to the door of the restaurant, looked at Liu Yanlan and Liu Jing and said, "I have a few pills here, boss, you can take them to your husband, it should be useful." ”
"Thank you...... Thank you. Liu Yanlan took the pill and looked at Zhuo Bufan with a somewhat complicated look.
Kunochi died, and the other merchants were naturally happy, so they didn't have to be squeezed by Kunoike, but at the same time, everyone was a little worried, Zhuo Bufan killed so many people, and the people from the Japanese Metropolitan Police Department estimated that they would find him soon.
At this time, the siren sounded, and more than a dozen police cars directly surrounded the entire Chinatown, and the police kept coming down, and when they looked at the tragic situation on the street, many people were directly shocked, and some even vomited.
As the director of the National Police Agency, Yuta Mitsui looked at the scene in front of him anxiously, although the deaths were all gang members, but after all, they were all human lives, and besides, there were so many cases of human life in the territory under his jurisdiction, I am afraid that when the news spreads, even the cabinet will be shaken.
"What now, Director?" a police officer asked, looking at him.
"Block the news, don't leak it out. Yuta Mitsui frowned and strode towards Zhuo Bufan.
"I'm sorry for bothering you?" Liu Yanlan looked at Zhuo Bufan with red eyes. Zhuo Bufan killed so many people, it must have alarmed the Metropolitan Police Department, even if Zhuo Bufan was strong, he would not dare to openly fight against the official, after all, although Japan was defeated in World War II, it was not allowed to have an army, but the self-defense forces formed still have many super weapons, and human beings cannot resist this
Some weapons.
"Boss Liu, don't worry, it's a big deal, I'll just kill it. The corners of Zhuo Bufan's mouth hooked up a sneer.
Yuta Mitsui walked to Zhuo Bufan's side, and said with a slightly respectful gesture: "Are you Zhuo Sang?"
"Oh?" Zhuo Bufan looked at him suspiciously, not only did the other party arrest him, but also knew him, which seemed a little strange.
"Master Watanabe, please come to Sensoji Temple for a meeting. ”
Yuta Mitsui said in a low voice, "I will take care of the matter here." ”
Sensoji Temple is located in Taito-ku, Tokyo, with a very Edo period style building, becoming a place for people to gather and visit during Japanese festivals, and is also one of the most famous temples in Japan.
On the red lantern is written 'Kaminarimon' in black letters.
In the quiet room, Zhuo Bufan met the future heir of the Watanabe family, Watanabe Saki.
"Zhuo Sang is worthy of being the martial arts master of the Dragon Kingdom, and he is also a great hero. Watanabe Saki knelt on the futon, clapped his palms and said.
Zhuo Bufan shook his head, "I'm not a hero. ”
"But it's unparalleled. Saki Watanabe said with a smile. The relationship between the Dragon Kingdom and the Japanese Kingdom is very responsible and special, and Watanabe Saki knows the most about the culture of the Dragon Kingdom, which means that I am not a hero, but looking at it, I can't find a second character who can compare with me.