The other people around were all stunned in place, and even the timid people sat on the ground with weak legs, some screamed, and some vomited directly.

The remaining dozen or so members of the Triangular Group who were not injured stepped back one after another, looking at Zhuo Bufan with horror and fear in their eyes, in their eyes, this young man from the Dragon Kingdom was like a god of death from hell.

When the net was closed, Xiao Yuan was also standing in it, but his throat had been cut by the True Qi Silk and he fell to the ground. Kunochi's face was pale, looking at Zhuo Bufan's whole body trembling slightly, the leader of the underground organization felt deep fear for the first time, especially the indifference in Zhuo Bufan's eyes, as if he was a great demon king who regarded human life like a mustard, this kind of look didn't know how much blood had been stained in his hands

Will have.

The blood on the ground and the wailing people who fell to the ground made the scene even more shocking.

Liu Yanlan covered Liu Jing's eyes, and she was also trembling with fright.

This is modern society, Zhuo Bufan actually killed so many people in anger, which is enough to alarm the Japanese officials.

Long Hao, Long Jianfeng, Jiang Wei, Nie Ping and others felt even more frightened at all times, and killed dozens of people with their hands, this is simply the devil.

"You...... How dare you kill so many people?"

While Kunoike was angry, he was more afraid and shocked, daring to slaughter so many people in Japan, the official would definitely be furious.

"I forgot that there was still you. Zhuo Bufan turned his head and looked at Kuno Pond indifferently.

Just as he was about to make a move, a loud shout rang out, "Baga Press!"

With this voice, the crowd on the left moved out of the way, only to see a middle-aged man wearing a loose samurai uniform and stepping on clogs walked out, with a sword hanging from his waist, followed by several men who were also wearing samurai uniforms.

When they came out of the crowd and saw a group of people who had fallen to the ground, missing arms and legs, or had been cut in two, their faces changed.

And the black-haired boy and the delicate girl standing in the crowd on the ground stood together, which was particularly eye-catching.

"Uemura-kun. When Kunoike saw the visitor, a hint of joy suddenly appeared on his face.

The man who was wearing a black samurai suit, with a sword at his waist, and the head of the ancient moon dynasty of the Japanese kingdom, frowned slightly, there was hidden anger in his eyes, and a powerful killing intent suddenly rose on his body.

"Is that person's hairstyle so strange?" said the sword, looking at Uemura with his eyes open, a little strange.

Zhuo Bufan said lightly: "That is the hairstyle of a Japanese samurai in the Edo period, and the other party should be a grandmaster-level master." ”

As Zhuo Bufan guessed, the samurai of that month was none other than Uemura Okazawa, a famous kendo master in Tokyo, who opened more than a dozen martial arts halls in Tokyo.

And there is also an inextricable relationship between Uemura Okazawa and Kunoike's trirangulation group, Kunoike listened to Ohara's report yesterday and knew that Zhuo Bufan and others might be the martial arts masters of the Dragon Kingdom, so Kunoike notified Uemura Okazawa to come over to help, but the other party seemed to be a little late.

The sharp gaze in Uemura Okazawa's eyes seemed to turn into a sword, directly hitting Zhuo Bu's spirit.

"Humph!"

Zhuo Bufan snorted coldly, his divine consciousness cultivation is the Demon God Thunder Technique, the ancient divine cultivation secret technique, how can it be an existence that mortals can challenge, it can be said that Zhuo Bufan's current divine consciousness cultivation is enough to be comparable to the existence of an innate cultivator.

"Huh!"

Uemura Gangzawa's face changed slightly, and he felt that his spiritual power seemed to hit the iron plate, and he couldn't help but show a dignified look on his face.

Japanese warriors pay the most attention to cultivating their own spiritual power, that is, the bushido spirit that Japanese people often talk about, compared to the warriors of other countries, their spiritual power is more staring and strong, but Uemura Gangze didn't expect that Zhuo Bufan's spiritual power seemed to be stronger than him.

"Baga, you dare to slaughter so many people in my country, I have to kill you today. Uemura Okazawa said, already pulling out the sword at his waist.

The knife is slender and thin, slightly showing a crescent-like curved arc, and a cold light flashes at the moment it is pulled out, if you look carefully, you will find that there are dense, complex and ancient patterns on the steel knife body.

Ordinary people may regard these intricate patterns as the decoration of the Taidao, but Zhuo Bufan knows that it is something similar to the inscription of the talisman, which can bless the Taidao or hold the power of the Taidao people.

"Childe, let me fight. Shi Jian raised his head, and looked at Zhuo Bufan with a pair of eyes with anticipation.

Zhuo Bufan nodded.

The sword stretched out the wrist of the deceitful Saixue, shook slightly, and the bell between her fingers made a clear sound, and then a green and a purple light intersected, and a three-foot-long purple and cyan sword was already held in the palm of her hand.

When everyone saw this scene, their eyes were bigger than light bulbs.

"This girl can't be a fairy, right?"

"It must be a fairy descending to earth, otherwise how can it be a spell?"

"It can't be the reincarnation of the Zixia Fairy, right?" While everyone was surprised, Uemura Gangze was the green tendons on his arms that shook like a dragon, and a sharp cold light burst out from his eyes, he didn't care about the little spell, but Zhuo Bufan actually sent a woman to fight him, and he didn't put him in his eyes at all, which was a great shame for him

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Uemura Okazawa clenched the sword with both hands and rushed forward, and the sword cut a cold light like a yin line, cutting through the air, and emitting a screaming sound.

"Qinglian Sword Song!"

The sword swinging in his hand was holding the purple and green sword, and the sword with his wrist shaking in his footsteps advanced, the clear mang and the purple mang on the purple and green sword danced like a converging dragon, and countless sword flowers flew in the air, like a splendid pear blossom, so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

Between the collision of swords, Uemura Okazawa couldn't help but be shocked by the powerful force from the sword, and his arm was numb, and the sword in his hand almost dragged out.

The sword was still wielding the sword, and the blue-purple lotus flowers composed of swords and rays were frozen in the air.

Zhuo Bufan stood aside, like a teacher looking at his students, accepting the learning results, he couldn't help nodding slightly, and a gratifying smile lifted on the corner of his mouth.

This set of swordsmanship is Zhuo Bufan taught to the sword, it is the famous swordsmanship of the Nine Heavens Fairy in the fairy world, the subtlety is unmatched, the little girl is now using it smoothly, obviously secretly put a lot of effort.

"Dragon Knife Technique. "Uemura Okazawa is also after the impact, after pulling out two white marks on the ground, his face is solemn, waving the Tai Knife in his hand, the French on this Tai Knife exudes a little bit of gold, the French of the Tai Knife is Uemura Okazawa asked Sensoji Master Yunshen to inscribe it in it, which can increase the use of Tai

The speed and strength of the knife can almost reach a 10% increase effect.

With Uemura Okazawa's recovery of the sword, white knife marks appeared in the air, and these knife marks seemed to be substantial, condensed but not dispersed.

"It's been a long time since the teacher used this trick, right?"

"The teacher took out all the mastery at the bottom of the box, and the other party must be dead. "I remember five years ago, when a Brazilian jiu-jitsu master tried to challenge his master, and he was chopped to pieces. ”