"Canopy—"

When Toyotomi Yui and the others called to monitor the screen, they saw the four people at the entrance broke in two and fell. "what--"

In the open door, on the stone path leading to here, a young man walked.

With a knife in his hand, he walked slowly and calmly, but he was unable to contain it.

More than a dozen emperor swords will besiege the past subconsciously, but they didn't even touch the other party's clothes, and they splashed blood on the ground in the bright light of the sword.

"Ye Tianlong?"

When the tea was poured in Toyotomi Yui's cup, most of it poured on his calf, and his white and tender ankle turned red.

She ignored the pain of hot water, just watched Ye Tianlong approach, who could not resist.

Qianxue and the others did not answer, their eyes all fell on each other, and they all smelled great danger.

The smell of blood and killing was flowing in the air, and the cold wind seemed to be dimmed by this terrible scene.

"what--"

Three more screams rang out, and the three imperial swords that swung their swords would make a secret whistle, quietly fluttering from the rockery, trying to sneak attack from behind.

Just as the blade was on the way, Ye Tianlong slashed backhand, slashing their swords in a shocking manner and slashed into his chest.

The knife broke, the person fell, and there was no sound after two twitches.

In the rain of blood, Toyotomi Yui clearly saw all the men who charged with a knife, and were slashed by Ye Tianlong as easily as cutting grass.

Ye Tianlong's gestures all carried the powerful force of wind and thunder.

And every time Ye Tianlong dropped the sword, the sword seemed to laugh wildly.

It is harsh.

Toyotomi Yui stared at the knife.

The blade shoots people, the blade is red, and when seen from a distance, it is very enchanting and photogenic, and the eyes are always attracted by its red beauty.

Even across the screen, Qianxue and other leaders of the Royal Sword Association could feel the sharpness, strangeness, and discomfort brought by the samurai sword.

"Demon Blade Village Masaru?"

Toyotomi Yui stood up from the chair completely after recognizing it for a while, his pretty face shouted with unconcealed shock:

"This is Hades's Knife."

Toyotomi Yui knew very well that this Demon Sword Muramamasa was not only a century-old weapon, it was naturally bloodthirsty and crazy, and its power was a hundred times that of an ordinary samurai sword.

The power of the Demon Sword is amazing, but its backlash ability is also quite terrifying. If you don't have the strength to control it, the person with it will eventually become a bloodthirsty madman.

This sword has only been worshipped by Hades principals for a hundred years. Apart from the life and death of a demon sword to help out, more time is lying in the sword box.

Being used by Ye Tianlong to chop vegetables is something that Demon Sword has never happened before.

Now that the swords of the guard are in the hands of Luo Ye Tianlong, it shows that Hades was really trampled by Ye Tianlong, otherwise, how could the principal let it fall into the hands of outsiders?

In today's battle, Toyotomi Yui smelled danger.

Qianxue and the others were also stunned. Obviously they didn't expect that Hades was really washed by Ye Tianlong's blood. You know, there are martial artists gathering there.

"Gui Maru, the order continues, whoever kills Ye Tianlong, I will give him 100 million, and then I will reward the hall master!"

Toyotomi Yui bit his teeth and said: "Qianxue, inform the nearby hall, immediately send reinforcements, and kill Ye Tianlong at any cost."

Under the reward, there must be a brave husband. Toyotomi Yui believes this. Although Ye Tianlong can endure more than she expected, she also believes that two fists are hard to beat four hands.

"Hi!"

Qianxue and the others replied in unison, and then moved quickly to deal with the matter.

Their attention only fell on Ye Tianlong, ignoring that many cameras quietly changed their angles, allowing eight "bad dogs" with similar costumes to sneak in.

"Stop! Stop!"

Ye Tianlong, who killed five more people, slowly stepped on the road leading to the main building, and three Toyo warriors carried katana to besiege.

They yelled at Ye Tianlong to stop, and rushed towards him with their samurai swords.

Kill Ye Tianlong, 100 million, who doesn't want to give it a go?

Ye Tianlong lightly joked: "I can't help myself."

The demon knife waved.

"flutter!"

The three Toyo warriors had just cut out the samurai sword, and saw a red light flashing like a rainbow, and then their samurai swords broke in two.

Their heads are also like ripe grapefruits in autumn, tearing off branches and falling down, rolling on the ground.

On the necks of the three people, there was a fracture that was extremely smooth, as if it were cut by a supreme sword.

Ye Tianlong didn't stop, with another stab in his backhand, and two people moved their heads.

Bloody, shocking.

Although there were many dead people, no one saw Ye Tianlong's move at all. He was like an invincible God of War, advancing unhurriedly in the cold wind.

The other Orientals stared at the heads of their companions on the ground, their faces pale uncontrollably:

"what--"

Five heads rolled to the side, bringing out a blood red, Ye Tianlong marched inward like a rainbow.

"Kill him!"

The six diehard loyalists of the Royal Sword Association roared and charged together, but unfortunately the katana only had time to be lifted, and a red light flashed away.

In the next second, their heads flew out.

"Pump pound!"

The blood poured out like splashing ink, reddening the surprise in the eyes of the others.

I don't know when, Ye Tianlong has already set foot on the cobblestone road, slowly walking towards the depths of the main building.

"kill!"

Seeing that Ye Tianlong was so fierce and arrogant, the Emperor Sword would react sharply and be inspired to rush forward.

Ye Tianlong looked calm, holding the demon knife Cunzheng, stepping forward with blood step by step.

A few biting blade lights, bursting into bloom, carrying a few warm blood.

"Boom boom!"

The enemies that rushed up hit the hard rock like waves, and fell apart. A dozen people were chopped into two pieces by a demon knife that shaved iron like mud.

Too overbearing, too sharp, no matter whether it is Ye Tianlong or Demon Sword, they are irresistible, cutting iron like mud.

The hands of dozens of emperor swordsmen were trembling more and more, and their faces became paler, because they saw more and more blood.

Qianxue bit her red lips and whispered: "President, Ye Tianlong seems to have entered the 9th rank."

The other comrades also nodded similarly, and being able to smoothly chop over a hundred experts of the Emperor Sword Society was no longer something that an 8-Rank expert could do.

"Stop the quasi-ninth product."

Toyotomi Yui's eyelids twitched, and then he yelled, "If he really broke through the 9th rank early, how could he attack us tonight?"

"He should have killed Qiu Xiaozi in the decisive battle."

"If you don't do things that are both fame and fortune, come and attack us with three bad things, where can your strength be stronger?"

Toyotomi Yui's pretty face showed a touch of disdain, and his eyes were clear and contempt, to embolden himself and to encourage Asakusa and the others to fight.

Qianxue and the others thought about it, Ye Tianlong is so powerful, how could he come to sneak attack?

"Come here, go get my'Ghost Che' out."

When necessary, she will kill Ye Tianlong by herself.