Chapter: 1988
However, their cheers have just begun.
Chen Ning has already made a move!
Chen Ning waved his hand and slapped the blade of the samurai sword.
Click!
The samurai sword broke on the spot, half of the blade flew out obliquely, and stabbed against the wall with a snatching sound.
Xiyuan Temple's pupils suddenly dilated, his face was shocked, and even fearful.
Chen Ning didn't wait for Xiyuan Temple to recover, he had already stepped forward, his elbow was like a knife, and slammed Xiyuan Temple's face and door fiercely.
Snapped!
Xiyuansi's face and door bones were directly smashed to pieces, blood spattered, he couldn't even scream, he flew out, fell heavily on the ground, and passed out from serious injuries on the spot.
What?
The closed disciple of Sword Saint Watanabe, Xiyuan Temple, known as a new generation of young geniuses, was defeated by Chen Ning with a single move.
Ju Qingming and his subordinates gasped in unison.
Chen Ning looked at Ju Qingming coldly: "Now, do you still want to kill me and bully my wife?"
Ju Qingming was terrified, and while retreating, he ordered the warriors around him: "Why are you still standing still, let's all go together and take this guy down."
"kill!"
The warriors drew their swords one after another, and then rushed towards Chen Ning like a pack of wolves.
Dian Chu and Qin Fenghuang roared angrily, and both rushed out first.
The two sides met hand-to-hand in the not-so-spacious corridor, and a battle broke out.
The group of warriors brought by Tachibana Seimei, although all of them are Bushido masters, are proficient in swordsmanship.
It's just a pity that they met Dian Chu and Qin Fenghuang!
Dian Chu, in particular, is the king of soldiers and guns in the northern army, and his fighting skills in the army have already reached the point of proficiency.
How could these aristocratic warriors living in the capital of Japan be the opponents of a soldier king who has been fighting for a long time on the battlefield.
I saw Dian Chu holding a military dagger in his hand, shuttling through the enemy, perfectly interpreting the shortness of an inch and the danger of an inch, and the opponent not only screamed but fell under his dagger.
Soon, dozens of warriors all fell down.
Ju Qingming didn't expect that he brought so many men here, and they were not the opponents of Chen Ning and the others.
He wanted to run away at this time, but he was too frightened to move his legs.
Chen Ning looked at Ju Qingming indifferently, and said coldly: "This is the second time, what do you think should be done?"
thump!
This time, Ju Qingming knelt down directly, kowtowed for a while until his forehead was bleeding, and said tremblingly: "Sir, I was wrong, I was wrong again."
"Please, don't kill me, give me another chance." JrNovels.com
Chen Ning has already made a move!
Chen Ning waved his hand and slapped the blade of the samurai sword.
Click!
The samurai sword broke on the spot, half of the blade flew out obliquely, and stabbed against the wall with a snatching sound.
Xiyuan Temple's pupils suddenly dilated, his face was shocked, and even fearful.
Chen Ning didn't wait for Xiyuan Temple to recover, he had already stepped forward, his elbow was like a knife, and slammed Xiyuan Temple's face and door fiercely.
Snapped!
Xiyuansi's face and door bones were directly smashed to pieces, blood spattered, he couldn't even scream, he flew out, fell heavily on the ground, and passed out from serious injuries on the spot.
What?
The closed disciple of Sword Saint Watanabe, Xiyuan Temple, known as a new generation of young geniuses, was defeated by Chen Ning with a single move.
Ju Qingming and his subordinates gasped in unison.
Chen Ning looked at Ju Qingming coldly: "Now, do you still want to kill me and bully my wife?"
Ju Qingming was terrified, and while retreating, he ordered the warriors around him: "Why are you still standing still, let's all go together and take this guy down."
"kill!"
The warriors drew their swords one after another, and then rushed towards Chen Ning like a pack of wolves.
Dian Chu and Qin Fenghuang roared angrily, and both rushed out first.
The two sides met hand-to-hand in the not-so-spacious corridor, and a battle broke out.
The group of warriors brought by Tachibana Seimei, although all of them are Bushido masters, are proficient in swordsmanship.
It's just a pity that they met Dian Chu and Qin Fenghuang!
Dian Chu, in particular, is the king of soldiers and guns in the northern army, and his fighting skills in the army have already reached the point of proficiency.
How could these aristocratic warriors living in the capital of Japan be the opponents of a soldier king who has been fighting for a long time on the battlefield.
I saw Dian Chu holding a military dagger in his hand, shuttling through the enemy, perfectly interpreting the shortness of an inch and the danger of an inch, and the opponent not only screamed but fell under his dagger.
Soon, dozens of warriors all fell down.
Ju Qingming didn't expect that he brought so many men here, and they were not the opponents of Chen Ning and the others.
He wanted to run away at this time, but he was too frightened to move his legs.
Chen Ning looked at Ju Qingming indifferently, and said coldly: "This is the second time, what do you think should be done?"
thump!
This time, Ju Qingming knelt down directly, kowtowed for a while until his forehead was bleeding, and said tremblingly: "Sir, I was wrong, I was wrong again."
"Please, don't kill me, give me another chance." JrNovels.com
~ LEAVE A COMMENT ~