Click!

The result of the hard collision was that sparks flew and fireflies splashed, and the billowing knife qi splashed in the air, and the two world-famous knives, one black and one white, were strangled in one place, shocking the earth.

The figures touched and separated, and then collided quickly, and the big water splash was like ripples on the surface of the lake, with a circle of ripples, and sneered and annihilated in mid-air.

Rumble!

A cherry blossom tree was swept away by the sword qi of the two men, and the central crown was torn apart, cut in half along the trunk, and tilted crookedly in the wind and rain.

With the Shura Sword against the enemy, the strength of the two sides seems to be equal!

Sensing the panicked footsteps in the villa, Ye Fan suddenly became nervous in his heart, and Li Mo and Yasuda Yoshiko heard the movement and were rushing over.

This kind of level of battle must not let them get involved, the strength of this old guy Miyamoto Nobunaga is enough to kill any of them in seconds, Xiao Wushuang is already uncertain about life and death, and he can't afford to make any mistakes.

A different color shone in his eyes, and Ye Fan swung his knife and immediately pounced.

Crazy fighting, pure power competition, savage and terrifying, the figures of the two people tossed and turned in the wind and rain, shattering countless treetops, under Ye Fan's deliberate actions, the battlefield quickly approached the beach behind the villa!

Miyamoto Nobunaga is not unaware of his deep meaning of fearing harm to the pond fish, but at this moment the battle is stalemate, and he can't take care of others, and the strength level of both sides has aroused Miyamoto Nobunaga's infinite fighting spirit and pride.

The two moved to the beach, Ye Fan dodged and missed Miyamoto Nobunaga's move, escaped into his rear, and slashed down like a whale swallowing the waves!

Rumble!

With tremendous strength and terrifying knife energy, a knife split the sand dunes on the beach, and thousands of gravel burst out like a goddess scattering flowers, overwhelming the sky, very tragic and spectacular!

Even though he teleported extremely fast, Miyamoto Nobunaga was still covered in sand, and the cracks in his hat were covered in wet sand.

Before he could shake these nasty things away, a black glow pierced through the rain and the sand curtain and came straight to his head.

With the twin knives in one place, Miyamoto Nobunaga stepped on the sand and retreated, wading into the shallow water.

Disheveled!

The cloak exploded, and the cloak flew up, revealing a gray samurai suit!

Elder Miyamoto Nobunaga's face was intertwined with cruelty, fervor and fighting spirit. He knew that a few months ago, it was this young man who caught his eye in the dark. From that moment on, he had already had a premonition in his heart that sooner or later he would fight Ye Fan, and now, the premonition had become a reality.

Miyamoto Nobunaga, who represents Japanese Shinto, and the innate master of Xiuzhen Taoism from China, fight to the death in this typhoon and rain!

Miyamoto Nobunaga's attack moves are unusually old and spicy, both offensive and defensive, and airtight!

He is not only a legend of the Japanese ninja world, but also an outstanding hermit of Shintoism, and a living fossil of war who has experienced all wars and crawled among countless corpses, creating one miracle after another!

He is cunning, ruthless, ruthless, and ruthless!

The only people and organizations he is loyal to are the dead Showa Emperor Hirohito and the Shinto religion of Japan!

He never blinks when he kills, his heart is harder and indestructible than granite, and what flows in his bones is the blood of the coldest strong man!

Stepping on the sea, the head-on is the crazy rain, the huge waves crash on the shore, the wind and rain, the two monster-like powerhouses are tireless, regardless of the terrifying power of nature, one after another, crazy slashing, knife light, vertical and horizontal, in the dark seashore, set off a gorgeous and dazzling knife.

"Who is he? How can there be such a kendo powerhouse in Japan?" Standing in the storm, Li Mo barely held a crumbling flower umbrella in both hands, and her face was very shocked.

"You really don't know him?" Kiyosa Yumi frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "He's Miyamoto Nobunaga!"

"Miyamoto Nobunaga......" Rimo's cherry mouth opened into an "O" shape, she grew up in Miyamoto's family, how could she not know Miyamoto Nobunaga's name!

That legendary figure who has crossed most of the Eastern world, he is still alive!

The waves shook, blowing up a splash several meters high, and the decisive fight between Ye Fan and Miyamoto Nobunaga intensified, and every knife and style condensed twelve points of caution and poured all the strength. The slightest negligence is a situation from which there is no return.

In the blink of an eye, he was soaking wet, seawater, rain, sweat, from head to toe, all water, and he couldn't tell what it was.

The blood is burning, the battle spirit is boiling, and the moves are ruthless to the extreme!

The most terrifying thing is the terrifying strength of the other party, the old monster of more than a hundred years old, is tireless, dancing wildly, like a wolf, stabbing one knife after another, without breathing, he is completely crazy, outright neurotic.

In fact, Miyamoto Nobunaga couldn't help but be frightened. The shock in my heart is no less than that of my opponent.

From the Far East, Siberia, the Korean Peninsula, to Burma, Thailand, Malaysia, and the Pacific Theater, no one has ever been able to stop his progress, and his hands are stained with the blood of more than 10,000 lives, which is only human beings.

However, this time, he has already stabbed forty-one times in a row!

Even if the fighting spirit is undiminished, Miyamoto Nobunaga's heart is also filled with fear.

The sword skills, eyesight, strength, and even speed of the two are comparable, and they are indistinguishable!

With this level of fighting, the outcome is extremely unpredictable.

What ordinary people saw was just a burst of swords and a chaotic figure.

The huge waves roared, the wind became more violent, and the typhoon that landed in Japan tonight has extended its claws to Tokyo Bay, and the waves several meters high have smashed into the face, but they have been divided into countless parts by the sword qi!

Two fanatical swordsmen stepped on the crest of the waves, dancing the two streamers, one white and one black, as if the legendary surfers, chasing the sea tribe, loomed in the raging typhoon waves, but the sword light that burst out never stopped for a moment.

The night gives people a reason to go crazy, and the battle is like thunder and lightning!

Seventy dollars! It's already seventy dollars!

Miyamoto Nobunaga silently counted every move since the confrontation between the two sides, a habit he had developed over the past hundred years.

The battle is still high, no matter who wins or loses!

The clothes of the two were cut to pieces by the knife qi, and they looked like beggars, and the wet rags hung haphazardly on their bodies.

Ye Fan's body was steaming, the white smoke was like mist, and his breath was getting faster and faster.

Miyamoto Nobunaga was no better, his clogs were lost in the sea, his hair was scattered, and with that one-eyed man, his expression was extremely hideous!

Call...... Whoosh......

In the mouth of the salty sea, the wind and rain cut their cheeks mercilessly, they gasped, danced with knives, and still fought to the death!

Victory, eager for victory, one old and one young, both faces are eager to drink the blood of the murderous knife in their hands and win the victory, because such a victory has weight, such a battle is the pinnacle of battle, and it is difficult to find a battle for the poor!

Life and death, the result must be separated.

Boom! A terrifying wave slammed down on the two of them!

A low, whimpering roar shook the two unsupported figures.

Miyamoto Nobunaga's eyes were fierce, flashing a desperate madness, the sword light in his hand took advantage of the situation, his left hand shook out layers of black mangs, roared angrily, and surrounded Ye Fan head-on after the huge waves!

Hidden weapon! It's the kind of six-edged hidden weapon with a blood groove! Like a night owl howling, like a vampire bat startled out of an ancient tomb, it attacks and kills with a wicked smile.

Die!" Miyamoto Nobunaga roared in his heart, even if he didn't die, this maple leaf feather would be enough to hit the enemy hard.

The battle is white-hot, and the sneak attack is the easiest to succeed.

Suddenly, his one-eyed eyelid jumped!

A brilliant spark appeared in the field of vision, it was ......

The golden-white light bloomed like divine light, enveloping Ye Fan's body, and the broken clothes exploded into powder.

Tiangang is upright!

The dense and piercing impact sounded almost at the same second, and Miyamoto Nobunaga's cruel one-eyed suddenly contracted into a needle!

This strange and mysterious scene completely subverted his common sense, and he almost couldn't believe his eyes, and his constricted pupils were instantly buried into a sea by sharp black light!

Burst!

The dark color of blood completely severed his connection with the world.

The only one-eyed eye was cut in half diagonally from top to bottom!

The hideous scar turned flesh up, and a red streamed down his face.