"thorn--"

The momentum of Izumi is unabated, taking the chest of the king.

On this knife, there is a murderous intent that is overwhelming, as if it fails to reach the goal and swears to never give up.

The king's face was completely ugly, he could almost feel the breath of death, subconsciously waved the grass naginata sword, and at the same time retreated back.

But the lethality contained in Ye Tianlong's move was completely beyond the imagination of the king.

"thorn--"

Although the king used the Kusanaru sword to firmly suppress Izumi, his entire body also retreated.

But Ye Tianlong deceived him, peeked behind his left hand, and drew out the demon sword with a wave.

Red light flashed.

"Do not--"

The heavenly king trembled, roared, his whole body strength pressed on, trying to block Ye Tianlong's sword power.

It's just that he didn't have time to draw his sword back, and the demon sword struck his neck like a rainbow.

"flutter!"

With a sharp sound, all the movements of the king stopped.

The heavenly king did not shout, nor struggle, but suddenly, like a watermelon broken in half, falling to the ground shaking.

The head is different.

The king's eyes were full of aggrieved and angry, staring at Ye Tianlong, full of fear, doubt and unbelief...

He didn't seem to believe it, Ye Tianlong killed him like this.

The breath fell a thousand miles away, and the body was full of strength!

Ye Tianlong stepped forward to pick up the drafting Naginata sword, then picked up Izumi and waved it.

"flutter--"

The king fell to his head.

Heavenly king, die.

The king is defeated! The king is dead!

The first spiritual leader who had respected the East for 30 years and overlooked the East was ultimately defeated. In the end, he was chopped in two by Ye Tianlong and his head was cut off.

All the oriental people present were extremely sad, extremely sad, as if their spiritual support had been castrated.

Their gazes converged on Ye Tianlong, and in their eyes, there seemed to be a brighter sun rising under the big sunset.

The children of the royal family present are like bereaved concubines.

"Kill him to avenge the king!"

The royal guard couldn't help it, and surrounded him with a huff, trying to smash Ye Tianlong.

"when--"

Ye Tianlong has a long sword with a sharp killing intent: "You want to die, don't you?"

The blade light flashed, and directly cut down the two opponents in front.

Then the right foot kicked out again and again, and three samurai swords shot through the air, directly piercing the three gunmen.

The other enemies instinctively retreated, very angry and hostile, but did not dare to act rashly.

They are looking forward to the arrival of reinforcements, especially the police and the military, otherwise they will not be enough to stuff Ye Tianlong's teeth, let alone revenge.

"Boom boom boom!"

It's just that the Oriental abacus quickly fell, and there was a burst of explosions inexplicably around the palace, at least twenty places.

The flames skyrocketed and the smoke billowed.

The entire palace instantly became chaotic.

"Don't stand in my way, or you will die."

Ye Tianlong glanced at the oriental people surrounding him: "The king of heaven is not as good as humans, so don't lose his face anymore."

"Father, where is my father?"

At this moment, another Oriental youth rushed out of the hall and shouted to a group of Oriental people: "Where is my father."

When several Oriental women saw him, they all shed tears: "Prince Chuanwu..."

They wanted to tell him, but they were too sad to say it.

This guy is the prince.

Seeing no one answered, Ye Tianlong kindly said: "Your father has seen the great god."

"what--"

The young man of the East looked sideways when he saw the slain king, then looked at Ye Tianlong who was carrying his father's Kusanagi sword, and roared:

"You killed the father?"

Ye Tianlong was a Chinese man in the audience with his father's sword in his hand. No matter how stupid he was, he could tell.

"A fair fight."

Ye Tianlong got the edict from the lantern: "Life and death are in peace."

"stupid!"

The Dongyang Youth screamed and picked up a samurai sword from the ground, like Ye Tianlong killed it.

Ihe cut!

The blade light was like a horse training, the Milky Way fell straight down for nine days, and it slashed openly and attacked Ye Tianlong abruptly.

"court death."

Ye Tianlong's eyes were cold, and with a backhand, he collided with the opponent's katana.

With a crisp sound, the young Dongyang's body was shocked, and he fell out with a knife, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

The katana couldn't hold it, and fell from the palm of his hand.

"Too strong."

Dongyang Youth was shocked, only he knew how much strength he had exerted just now, but Ye Tianlong couldn't stop it with a single blow.

Several Orientals subconsciously shouted: "Prince Chuanwu!"

"Huh? Not dead?"

There was a touch of surprise on Ye Tianlong's face. He didn't expect Chuanwu to block him. Then, his wrist shook, and he slashed it.

If you don't die, let's take two.

The blade is sharp.

The prince Chuanwu looked desperate when he saw this. He was exhausted just now, and he hadn't buffered it. How could he resist Ye Tianlong's second attack?

"when--"

Just as the prince Chuanwu closed his eyes and waited for his death, a bright sword light flashed, and Ye Tianlong's knife was suddenly blocked.

Then, an indifferent figure fluttering in white appeared, still carrying a nice fragrance, she swung Ye Tianlong's demon knife back.

"Ye Tianlong, enough is enough!"

Qiu Xiaozi.

The most famous martial arts genius in the East, holding a long sword that resembles the moon in his hands, stood diagonally in front of Chuanwu.

Bai Yi Shengxue, with picturesque eyebrows, Gu Panjian is full of vigor.

Seeing Qiu Xiaozi appear, all the Oriental people around knelt down instantly: "Master."

Prince Chuanwu also yelled: "Master, this **** killed King Father and many people. Please kill him, kill him."

Ye Tianlong looked at the beauty and smiled: "Qiu Xiaozi, good evening, do you want to intervene?"

"But you have to be clear, he attacked me first."

"It not only makes me unhappy, but also goes against the will of the king."

Ye Tianlong patted the will of his body: "The king said, let me leave safely, whoever dares to offend will die."

"Ye Tianlong, you have won enough in the battle tonight, why bother with Prince Chuanwu?"

Qiu Xiaozi said faintly: "His father and son are deeply affectionate. Seeing the king died in battle, his heart will inevitably be sad, so for a while, hatred is over."

"when!"

Ye Tianlong lifted the demon sword with his right hand, and it was close to Qiu Xiaozi's pretty face. At the same time, with his left hand stretched out, Izumi let go and went straight into Chuanwu's throat.

Cut through.

Blood bursts.

Chuanwu, who had just stood up, shook his body, then fell to the ground with a scream, covering his throat with his hands, but he couldn't stop the blood at all.

All the oriental people changed their faces.

Qiu Xiaozi's eyes were also cold: "Ye Tianlong--"

No one thought that Ye Tianlong killed Prince Chuanwu.

"His father and son are deeply affectionate, it's my game?"

Ye Tianlong looked indifferent: "If you want revenge, on the 8th of next month."

After speaking, he pulled out Izumi and pointed it at Akashiko and the surrounding oriental samurai.

"Those who stand in my way, die!"

No one charged.

Ye Tianlong walked away.

On May 4th, at Haishi, Ye Tianlong slaughtered Hei Ren, broke the Liufu Guards, slayed Gong Xiong, destroyed Xingzi, stabbed the prince, and cut the heavenly king.

Shocked the world.