Burst!

Burst!

Burst!

Flashes of blood. Bayi Chinese ≠≥≥.≥8≠1≠Z=≈.≥C≥O≈M

The samurai of the island nation fell one by one.

Zhang Xiaoqiang rose up.

In just a few minutes, more than half of the warriors of more than 100 island countries were killed by Zhang Xiaoqiang.

There were twenty or thirty samurai of the island nation left.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's decisive killing did not make the remaining twenty or thirty island country warriors timid.

These twenty or thirty island country warriors became even more insane, brandishing samurai long knives and slashing towards Zhang Xiaoqiang.

"Let's all die......"

Zhang Xiaoqiang held the sword of separation, weaving between the warriors of the island country like a butterfly, and the sword of detachment flashed and killed with lightning.

Just like chopping melons and vegetables, the heads of the samurai of the island country fell with a slurp.

Zhang Xiaoqiang killed all the warriors of the island country in one go.

The corpses, heads, stumps, and severed arms of hundreds of island warriors were scattered all over the ground.

Skull Island, a slump of slaughter, turned into a killing field.

"Yaga ......"

The cries of the island devils came.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was stunned.

And the surviving island devils?

A sword aura with murderous intent rushed towards Zhang Xiaoqiang.

This sword qi was powerful, sweeping through the wind and sand.

Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his wrist and slashed out with a sword.

A powerful sword aura rushed out from the Death Sword.

"Bang ......"

Two sword qi collided in the air.

There was a violent explosion, exploding a vortex of air.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's body took three steps back.

When the explosion vortex disappeared, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw an island warrior standing in front of him.

This island nation samurai wears a samurai uniform from the island country's Sengoku period, steps on a pair of clogs, and holds a long samurai sword.

The samurai of the island country is dressed as a swordsman in ancient times.

The samurai of this island country is 1.6 meters tall, with a rickety figure, a wrinkled face, a sallow complexion, and a slight squint of his eyes, looking very casual, like an old man who is about to be twilight.

It's just that such an image of an island country warrior has an endless killing danger aura on his body, like a fierce beast that chooses people and devours them.

This island country warrior is the highest cultivation among the island country warriors Zhang Xiaoqiang has encountered.

This dangerous killing aura on his body enveloped heaven and earth, the same as heaven and earth, with an endless and perfect artistic conception.

Zhang Xiaoqiang remembered the Tokugawa family's great swordsman Tokugawa Jielong who was killed by him at the Yanbei Wang's house not long ago.

Compared with the sturdy island warrior in front of him, the aura on his body is too far behind.

The samurai of the island nation holds the samurai sword and opens his eyelids.

His eyes shone like beasts.

In the next moment, he swung his samurai sword.

"Whoa......

A sword aura that seized heaven and earth rushed out of the katana, exploded the air, and killed Zhang Xiaoqiang.

This is the master, he doesn't speak, he only moves, and his breath is as calm as water.

Zhang Xiaoqiang also swung the sword of separation.

The bright sword qi Changhong rushed towards the island warriors.

"Bang ......"

The two sword qi collided, exploding the qi wave again.

Zhang Xiaoqiang and the samurai of the island nation both retreated in the aftermath of the explosion.

"Kill ......"

Zhang Xiaoqiang swung his sword and killed the warriors of the island country.

The samurai of the island nation also wielded samurai swords.

Neither of them spoke, but only used their most powerful killing moves to kill each other, from the beach, all the way to the sea level.

The beach was carved out of deep holes.

The sea surface was swept by the sword qi, exploding into a whirlpool of water currents, flooding countless dead sea fish.

It is purely a competition of swordsmanship, and it is a tragic and happy killing.

The sword path of the samurai of the island country, killing for no reason, is the traditional swordsmanship handed down from the Warring States period of the island country, and the samurai of this island country has practiced for dozens of hundreds of years, and his swordsmanship has long been cultivated to the Mahayana realm.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's swordsmanship is strange and changeable, one moment to perform the pure consummation swordsmanship, the other time to perform the Four Seasons swordsmanship, and the other time to perform the three-life swordsmanship.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's weirdness and unpredictability happens to be the nemesis of the swordsman of the island country.

The two fought inseparably, the island country warrior had a steady breath, and Zhang Xiaoqiang, as an immortal cultivator, had no disorder in his breath.

"Huaxia boy, I didn't expect your swordsmanship to be so exquisite......"

The samurai of the island nation opened his mouth and spoke.

Zhang Xiaoqiang said lightly: "Of course, my Huaxia martial arts are broad and profound, how can I compare with your island country!"

The samurai of the island country said: "The vertical son is arrogant, the martial arts of my island country have been inherited for thousands of years, how can you understand the heritage of the martial arts of the island country?"

"Is it? The warriors of the island country, in my opinion, are similar to stick dogs, they are all a group of guys who have no ability and are arrogant, what is the purple clan Qingyue, or the great swordsman of Shikoku Island, he was still killed by the master in seconds, and there is a Tokugawa family's worship of Tokugawa Jielong, speaking of which, Niu X turned the sky upside down, and was also killed by the master, and the island country martial arts are vulnerable to ......"

Zhang Xiaoqiang shrugged his shoulders and said lightly.

"Purple Clan Kiyotsuki, Tokugawa Suktoryu, hahaha, of course they are vulnerable, how can they compare to me Kato Yoro?"

The island warrior grinned.

"Yoro Kato, are you a cowherd?" asked Zhang Xiaoqiang with a smile.

"Yaga ......"

Zhang Xiaoqiang's words can make Kato Yelang crazy.

Kato Yelang flew frantically towards Zhang Xiaoqiang, and the samurai long knife slashed out.

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, crossing the void and cutting through the air.

"Insect Carving Trick ......"

Zhang Xiaoqiang killed with a sword.

At the same time, a silk sword light burst out from Zhang Xiaoqiang's chest, which was his flying sword.

Kato Yelang is a big swordsman, Zhang Xiaoqiang used kendo to compete with him, and he has been fighting him with the sword of death, without using a flying sword, let alone a magic weapon.

After learning about Kato Yoro's powerful swordsmanship, Zhang Xiaoqiang understood that if he competed in pure swordsmanship, it would be difficult to distinguish the winner from Kato Yoro for several hours.

He came to Skull Island to save Dr. Chu Fei, not to learn martial arts from the swordsmen of the island country.

Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to fight and prepare for the rescue of Dr. Chu Fei, so he simply used the flying sword and used the flying sword and the death sword to supply Kato Yelang.

Sou!

The flying sword rushed towards Yoro Kato with a golden light.

Seeing the flying sword attacking, Yoro Kato slashed out with a sword, the sword light blocked the flying sword, and his body flew out taking advantage of the situation.

"Flying Sword? Is this Huaxia Flying Sword?" Are you a Sword Immortal?"

Yoro Kato had an expression of disbelief on his face.

It is rumored that there is a sword in Huaxia.

If it was really a sword immortal, it would be more than twice as difficult for him to deal with.

"Kato Cowherd, do you know how powerful the master is, and understand the gap between your island country martial arts and my Huaxia martial arts?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled faintly.

The flying sword hovers and attacks Yoro Kato at any time.

"Yaga!"

Yoro Kato was furious, his eyes widened.

"Boom ......"

Yoro Kato's eyes burst out with two hot dark black lights.

These two dark black rays of light broke through the void, and rushed towards Zhang Xiaoqiang with the momentum of burning everything and destroying the world.

This is the power of a powerful divine soul.

"Onmyoji?Shrine Master?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang was stunned.

The island country is the onmyoji and the master of the shrine to cultivate the divine soul.

(End of chapter)