Thunderclap!

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After this knife, Ye Fan didn't make any moves.

The brightness of the lightning stirred up a bright red in the field of vision, but it was only this light sensitivity, and Miyamoto Nobunaga raised his miserable face, and the pupils of his eyes silently flowed bloody black lines.

He was defeated, and even if he didn't die, he couldn't get back the win.

If you are blind, how can you fight again?

Miyamoto Nobunaga stood with his head held high, as if he could still see the appearance and expression of his opponent.

The waves crashed against him, and no one knew what he was thinking.

He glanced down at the long light in his hand, but he could no longer see its glorious sun, and the knife in his hand was still the same knife, but it was blurred, and it seemed to be moving away from him.

I don't know why, countless memories and countless fragments of this life all come to mind at this moment.

Is it because of the attachment before death?

A smile tugged at the corner of Nobunaga's blood-dripping mouth.

Those ambitions, those ambitions, all disappeared with this wry smile.

The force that he had pursued all his life drew an end in front of this young opponent.

If you think about it, you have lived in this world for more than a century, and this life is worth it.

Peng-

The broken samurai clothes on his body all exploded, Miyamoto Nobunaga's frantic long hair was like magic like snow, and his strong muscles burst out with super strength, he was like a raging flame, burning remnant sun, waving the long light in his hand, and even people with knives rose into the air!

The waves are rushing and cheering at the feet, and the figure that jumps to the highest point falls wildly with a bright meteor!

Rumble!

Chopping waves, like a dragon in the sea!

It's just a pity that this dragon is blind.

The sharp pain in his back made his face full of pain and madness, and his muscles trembled wantonly!

In the waves of silver light, a touch of blood was sprinkled, and then it spurted endlessly.

"Ahh

The fountain of blood erupting from his back, like a candle burning to the end, piled up in a pool of red and trickled down his torso......

The one-eyed, blinded by blood, seemed to see the bombing of the full Mongolian train, the earth-shattering explosion of Pearl Harbor, and the killing in the jungles of India and Burma......

Bang - he fell on his back, submerged in the mud and sand.

There was no smoke or corpses in his field of vision, only his soldiers shouted long live to the east, and on his head there was only the emperor who would live forever......

A generation of legends is still buried in the mud and sand of history after all.

The guardian of Japan died under the knife of the Chinese man.

Standing on the tidal flat where the waves were lapping, Ye Fan stood silently against the wind, gasping for breath, letting the rain fall into his mouth, and the wind cut his skin and stabbed on the scratches left by the blades.

At this point, the Miyamoto family has completely come to an end, right?

The ambitions, the hubris, the killings and the conspiracy, have finally come to an end.

The long light falling into the sea heralds the end of an era.

Dragging two giant knives, Ye Fan moved away from the beach with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

After a few steps, his crumbling body fell into a pile of soaked sand.

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