When the enemy fights, the attacker naturally has the upper hand, and Yoshihiro Gen, who has already poured all his attention into the blade, believes that it is impossible for that tough enemy to do the trick of ending together.

No matter how he fights for his life, this knife Yuan Yoshihiro has just been chopped, and a person who is divided in half has no chance to kill anyone again.

If he wanted to dodge this killer move, Liu Lang could only block or retreat.

And that's exactly what Yuan Yoshihiro just wanted, he believed that Liu Lang, who had lost the opportunity, could only be defeated in his subsequent continuous attacks.

Just as he imagined, Liu Lang did not fight for his life this time, but raised his arm and slammed it up.

Using the body of the flesh to block the enemy's sharp long knife, is Liu Lang crazy?

"Liu, don't 。。。。。" The voice of the little foreign girl came from afar.

Yes, although Tyson was fighting desperately with two Oriental samurai at the door, the three girls with their respective weapons did not only pay attention to their own safety, but their eyes were actually mostly at Liu Lang's place, and at this time, they were naturally shocked when they saw Liu Lang using his arm to block other people's knives.

Of course, this is not to say that Lieutenant Tyson is so unpopular, as a guardian and a person, he desperately doesn't even look at the beauties, but instead goes to see Liu Lang over there. Instead, everyone knows that Liu Lang's side is the main battlefield, and only if Liu Lang wins, everyone here is qualified to survive.

Yoshihiro Gen, who pretended to be too coercive, had just planted the concept of a super master in the hearts of everyone here. In this sense, he was obviously successful before, if it weren't for Liu Lang, a mind as strong as Tyson would have been taken away by him.

But Ji Yanxue gritted her teeth and said nothing, her trust in Liu Lang is obviously incomparable to that of the little foreign girl, Liu Lang naturally has his reasons for doing this. His strength is not something that others can know.

Ji Yanxue is difficult to describe in words When she first saw Liu Lang, Liu Lang killed three people in one breath, and the three heavily armed Japanese soldiers didn't even have time to make a miserable cry, they were killed by Liu Langge, that kind of prestige like a demon god is far from being comparable to the Japanese master who likes mouth cannons.

Well, if Yoshihiro Gen had just known that his spiritual path that he had practiced for many years was regarded as a mouth cannon by a weak Chinese woman, and his lover had always been dissatisfied and went straight to work and became an invincible super master, he would have stumbled and slashed crookedly.

The kind of guy who only uses physical strength to do it is a reckless man, right? Martial arts is a dual practice of body and mind.

There was a hint of cruelty in Yuan Yihong's bewitching eyes, of course he knew Liu Lang's intentions, but unfortunately, if he thought that the steel thorn that was across his arm by holding his palm could block his blade, then he would be wrong.

The knife in his hand was a famous knife that his grandfather handed over to him before his departure and was rarely used for hundreds of years. The blade is 80 cm long, shaped like an ancient knife, with a straight blade, a blade of 2.9 cm, and a tip of 1.9 cm. It was built by An Gang, a swordsmith from the ancient Boqi country. Legend has it that the ancestor of the Genji clan, Yorimitsu Minamoto, used this knife to kill the ghost god named the Wine Swallowing Boy in the Great River Mountain, hence the name.

But Yoshihiro Gen knew very well that no matter whether this knife had really slashed ghosts or not, this knife was really sharp, and the steel with the thickness of his thumb was broken ten times by him, and the blade was not damaged.

He believed that this time would still be no exception, and with the blessing of his full seventy percent strength, the enemy's stabs and arms would definitely be cut off.

The facts are the same as Yuan Yihong just thought, Liu Lang's arm was split and broken under the light of the knife like electricity.

The little foreign girl's blue eyes were full of tears, and that magical Colonel Liu, like a knight guarding the princess, faced a powerful enemy and charged bravely.

Tyson..... Am I the knight who guards you? It is I who stand before you, and Colonel Lang who stands in front of me.

Seeing that Liu Lang's arm was cut off, a sad cry came out of his mouth, but he smashed the wooden block in his hand towards the head of a Japanese swordsman who slashed at Tyson.

Of course, this kind of attack was too pediatric for the master of the water moon stream who was proficient in sword skills, and with a flash of the sword, the wood was chopped into pieces, and it was useless.

Ji Yanxue was unmoved, even though the hand holding the three-edged army thorn burst out with green tendons.

Among all the people who saw this scene, I am afraid that only Yuan Yihonggang, who cut off Liu Lang's arm, knew it best.

Break? Break a bird.

With a single slash, he didn't cut the imaginary steel thorns and flesh at all, his knife, what he cut off, was just a sleeve.

Yuan Yihonggang's eyes did not look at the knife, but through the feeling from the knife, he knew very well that the moment his knife was cut just now, Liu Lang's arm suddenly disappeared in the sleeve, and the power of the sleeve was wrapped around the knife instead.

Without pause, Yuan Yihong's wrist shook violently, and the powerless knife was stirred, stirring up a knife flower, and the entire sleeve was twisted into pieces, flying all over the sky, like a flying butterfly.

??? In Chinese Tai Chi, there is a way to overcome rigidity with softness, and sleeves made of cloth are the best weapons to restrain the blade, but if Genyoshi Honggang's knife is restrained so simply, then he can't be called the first person of the young generation in Japan, let alone the sleeve, his wrist is full of strength, and the sharp blade can be twisted into pieces with a steel cable, and the fact is that Liu Lang's sleeve was crushed! There was little fetters to his knife.

But, after all, he was so twisted, his knife light stopped, although it was only the short 0.5 seconds.

And what Liu Lang wants is just 0.5 seconds.

In the face of Yuan Yihong's sharp knife, Liu Lang not only did not dodge, nor dodge, but stabbed the three-edged army with his arm horizontally to resist! When the opponent slashed down, his arm suddenly retracted from his sleeve, and at the same time, he used his sleeve to twist the opponent's knife, stopping the opponent's lightning-like knife light.

At the moment when Yuan Yihonggang's sword light paused, Liu Lang's round and white and tender bare arm stretched out out of thin air! The whole arm was like a big python, pressed against the blade, and the muscles on the arm were even attached to the edge of the blade, but the spinning blade could not cut through his flesh.

Losing the power of a split, how can you cut the three-edged military thorn made of stainless steel just by the advantage of the agitated blade? A spark erupted from where the blade and the thorn met.

It's like Liu Lang's arm is wrapped with fireworks.

The sudden weirdness made the eyes of the three women widen.

Liu Fatzi's hand is simply not too awesome.

And there are people who go to grab knives like this?

Hold the spur with two fingers, and claw three fingers into a claw shape and grasp it fiercely forward.

Seeing Liu Lang's gesture of reaching out and grabbing the wrist of Yoshihiro Yuan, who was holding the knife with one hand, everyone knew his intentions.