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The fighting on the paddy field has become white hot, with broken limbs and arms, and blood like a river!
Nagano's flag and finger were trampled by countless feet in the mud in the paddy field. The sound of knives and swords, sometimes accompanied by shouts, filled the paddy field with the smell of blood and soil, which makes people sick.
Drink! Drink!
Nagano Yegu gasped fiercely and his chest fluctuated. In the fierce battle just now, his head pocket had just been hit by a warrior of Takeda family. Nagano Yegu's hair bun was scattered, and the clear scalp in front of his forehead was left and right, and his hair hung like messy grass.
"I'm uncle Nagano Yegu of Nagano family. Who wants to die!"
Nagano Yegu held Taidao in his hands, his eyes were red, half of his face was stained with blood, and he still shouted. Although he looks very embarrassed, he just asked for a Takeda warrior, and now he is in full momentum. With his bravery alone, it is still difficult to turn back the war.
The Nagano army around him was light enough and the Vietnam War was less and less. Except for those who died in the war, many people had fled to the paddy field, and there were still few who were resisting.
At present, there are more than a dozen people around Nagano Yegu. Just as he was about to kill the foot light of Takeda army, a feather arrow came coldly and penetrated the armor in his chest.
"My Lord!"
Several football players shouted softly and gathered around Nagano Yegu. Nagano firmly clenched his teeth, broke the arrow shaft in his chest and said loudly, "what are you afraid of? I can fight again!"
When Nagano Yegu stood up again, the warriors said one after another, "Sir, it's not good for the war to fight again. Let's go!"
At this time, the shouts of the Takeda army sounded everywhere, and more than a dozen foot soldiers were rushing towards the dry land.
"You go first! I'll stop you for a while!" then the white haired old man stood up and said.
At this time, the feet of more than a dozen Takeda troops rushed up the dry land and saw a white haired old man with his back to them.
"Is that old man crazy?"
"Get out of the way. My sword doesn't have eyes."
The foot lighters of Takeda army shouted one after another.
The old man turned around and said coldly, "you are not my opponent. Don't come and die!"
After hearing such arrogant words, the foot lighters of Takeda army immediately stopped, raised their heads and laughed wildly.
"The poor old man is crazy."
"Send him to hell."
Immediately, five or six long guns poked at the white haired old man, but the other party didn't pull out his sword and scabbard. He was still one person with empty hands and dodged the assassination of five or six bamboo guns at the same time.
"Die!"
Takeda soldiers turned their wrists one after another, raised the bamboo gun and killed the old man.
At this time, for Sergeant Takeda, an incredible scene appeared. As soon as the old man turned and the angle changed, all the stabbed bamboo guns seemed to be delivered to the other party on his own initiative and easily won by the other party.
The old man dodged and rushed into the more than a dozen players. He didn't touch each other's lace, whether it was a spear, a razor or a Taidao.
When the old man shuttled through the gaps between the more than a dozen foot lights, a Takeda army foot light was soaked in cold sweat behind his back, his legs were soft and sat down in the dry ground. He didn't know when the razor originally held in his hand had been lost. Not only him, but also the weapons in the hands of the other dozen Takeda family foot lights were all unloaded by the other party.
The white haired old man grabbed the dozen knives and guns with both hands and suddenly threw his hands down to the ground. The tip of the gun and the tip of the knife are all vertically upward and inserted into the ground at both feet.
The old man looked at the feet of the dozen Takeda family and shouted, "don't get out!"
When the white haired old man drank, the more than a dozen Takeda family who saved their lives knew that the other party was a peerless swordsman and fled in fear on the spot.
Nagano Yegu and his men were shocked when they saw the scene in front of them.
Similarly, Shigang Yiyu also saw the scene of the old man seizing the weapons of more than a dozen people with empty hands.
"Take it without a knife!" Shigang Yiyu couldn't help but burst out these three words.
When the old man heard the speech, he just glanced at Shigang Yiyu standing in the paddy field, but he still stood in place in silence.
Shigang Yiyu stopped and said in a deep voice, "taking without a sword is a secret skill in the new Yin stream. He is good at taking other people's weapons with empty hands. He specializes in winning without killing people. You can take more than a dozen people's weapons with one person. I Shigang Yiyu and Shengping saw such a sword for the first time. Who are you?"
"Shigang Yiyu? I've heard of you," the old man said calmly, stood with his hands down and said, "well, let me see your knife drawing skill."
Hearing that the other party knew his details and took the initiative to challenge himself, it was obvious that Shigang Yiyu was confident. Shigang Yiyu suppressed a trace of fear in his heart. As a veteran Kendo master, the stronger the master challenge, the more he could stimulate all his potential and fighting spirit.
Shigang Yiyu straightened up, pulled out his body, took a deep breath, flashed his fine light in his eyes, raised the scabbard in his hand, pointed to each other, and said loudly, "OK, let me see if your Wudao is the highest sword in the rumors."
Shigang Yiyu closed his eyes. He knew that the white haired old man in front of him was the strongest enemy he had ever met in his life. On him, he vaguely saw the shadow of his master zuhara Bu Chuan, a temperament of peerless Kendo experts. It seems that they all came to the world to pursue the highest mystery of kendo.
Shigang Yiyu breathed three times, suddenly handed the scabbard to his left hand, immediately fell on the ground and walked forward quickly. Shigang Yiyu held his arms flat and his big sleeves floated like a big bird. He saw the grass sandals on his feet stepping out water flowers in the paddy field. The distance between each step was equal!
Not more than an inch, not less than an inch.
Facing Shigang Yiyu's speed as fast as lightning, the old man's face finally showed some positive color at this moment. Shigang Yiyu had rushed to the place at a distance of 20 or 30 meters.
Seeing Shigang Yiyu's duel with the white haired old man, Bao Ke Zhengjun has also led more than 30 people around the earth slope.
"Father, is the old man really so powerful?" Baoke asked aloud.
Baoke Zhengjun stared at the white haired old man, nodded and said, "yes, this old man is by no means something we can resist? Transfer the iron artillery team here! Only this weapon can kill him."
"But we have more than 30 people here? And Lord Shigang is here. What else do you want iron guns for?"
"Go quickly!" Bao Ke's regular words were interrupted by his father and could only obey his orders: "yes."
At that moment, more than a dozen Takeda family iron cannons followed lightly. After filling the bullets and gunpowder and lighting the fire rope, they raised the iron cannons in their hands and aimed at the old man.
At this time, Shigang Yiyu was less than five meters away from the white haired old man.
Shigang Yiyu kept walking at a very fast speed, but his shoulders were motionless and unaffected by the footsteps.
The white haired old man opposite was not affected by Shigang Yiyu from beginning to end. His hands hung on the sides of his legs and his back bent slightly. When Shigang Yiyu attacked, his left foot took a step forward slightly.
At this time, Shigang yiyuji drank. The momentum was like thunder for a long time. He picked his left thumb lightly, held the handle of the sword with his right thumb and index finger, and the other three fingers spread out steadily and unhappily. Suddenly, the dazzling blade like frost and autumn water slipped out of the scabbard at this moment!
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The fighting on the paddy field has become white hot, with broken limbs and arms, and blood like a river!
Nagano's flag and finger were trampled by countless feet in the mud in the paddy field. The sound of knives and swords, sometimes accompanied by shouts, filled the paddy field with the smell of blood and soil, which makes people sick.
Drink! Drink!
Nagano Yegu gasped fiercely and his chest fluctuated. In the fierce battle just now, his head pocket had just been hit by a warrior of Takeda family. Nagano Yegu's hair bun was scattered, and the clear scalp in front of his forehead was left and right, and his hair hung like messy grass.
"I'm uncle Nagano Yegu of Nagano family. Who wants to die!"
Nagano Yegu held Taidao in his hands, his eyes were red, half of his face was stained with blood, and he still shouted. Although he looks very embarrassed, he just asked for a Takeda warrior, and now he is in full momentum. With his bravery alone, it is still difficult to turn back the war.
The Nagano army around him was light enough and the Vietnam War was less and less. Except for those who died in the war, many people had fled to the paddy field, and there were still few who were resisting.
At present, there are more than a dozen people around Nagano Yegu. Just as he was about to kill the foot light of Takeda army, a feather arrow came coldly and penetrated the armor in his chest.
"My Lord!"
Several football players shouted softly and gathered around Nagano Yegu. Nagano firmly clenched his teeth, broke the arrow shaft in his chest and said loudly, "what are you afraid of? I can fight again!"
When Nagano Yegu stood up again, the warriors said one after another, "Sir, it's not good for the war to fight again. Let's go!"
At this time, the shouts of the Takeda army sounded everywhere, and more than a dozen foot soldiers were rushing towards the dry land.
"You go first! I'll stop you for a while!" then the white haired old man stood up and said.
At this time, the feet of more than a dozen Takeda troops rushed up the dry land and saw a white haired old man with his back to them.
"Is that old man crazy?"
"Get out of the way. My sword doesn't have eyes."
The foot lighters of Takeda army shouted one after another.
The old man turned around and said coldly, "you are not my opponent. Don't come and die!"
After hearing such arrogant words, the foot lighters of Takeda army immediately stopped, raised their heads and laughed wildly.
"The poor old man is crazy."
"Send him to hell."
Immediately, five or six long guns poked at the white haired old man, but the other party didn't pull out his sword and scabbard. He was still one person with empty hands and dodged the assassination of five or six bamboo guns at the same time.
"Die!"
Takeda soldiers turned their wrists one after another, raised the bamboo gun and killed the old man.
At this time, for Sergeant Takeda, an incredible scene appeared. As soon as the old man turned and the angle changed, all the stabbed bamboo guns seemed to be delivered to the other party on his own initiative and easily won by the other party.
The old man dodged and rushed into the more than a dozen players. He didn't touch each other's lace, whether it was a spear, a razor or a Taidao.
When the old man shuttled through the gaps between the more than a dozen foot lights, a Takeda army foot light was soaked in cold sweat behind his back, his legs were soft and sat down in the dry ground. He didn't know when the razor originally held in his hand had been lost. Not only him, but also the weapons in the hands of the other dozen Takeda family foot lights were all unloaded by the other party.
The white haired old man grabbed the dozen knives and guns with both hands and suddenly threw his hands down to the ground. The tip of the gun and the tip of the knife are all vertically upward and inserted into the ground at both feet.
The old man looked at the feet of the dozen Takeda family and shouted, "don't get out!"
When the white haired old man drank, the more than a dozen Takeda family who saved their lives knew that the other party was a peerless swordsman and fled in fear on the spot.
Nagano Yegu and his men were shocked when they saw the scene in front of them.
Similarly, Shigang Yiyu also saw the scene of the old man seizing the weapons of more than a dozen people with empty hands.
"Take it without a knife!" Shigang Yiyu couldn't help but burst out these three words.
When the old man heard the speech, he just glanced at Shigang Yiyu standing in the paddy field, but he still stood in place in silence.
Shigang Yiyu stopped and said in a deep voice, "taking without a sword is a secret skill in the new Yin stream. He is good at taking other people's weapons with empty hands. He specializes in winning without killing people. You can take more than a dozen people's weapons with one person. I Shigang Yiyu and Shengping saw such a sword for the first time. Who are you?"
"Shigang Yiyu? I've heard of you," the old man said calmly, stood with his hands down and said, "well, let me see your knife drawing skill."
Hearing that the other party knew his details and took the initiative to challenge himself, it was obvious that Shigang Yiyu was confident. Shigang Yiyu suppressed a trace of fear in his heart. As a veteran Kendo master, the stronger the master challenge, the more he could stimulate all his potential and fighting spirit.
Shigang Yiyu straightened up, pulled out his body, took a deep breath, flashed his fine light in his eyes, raised the scabbard in his hand, pointed to each other, and said loudly, "OK, let me see if your Wudao is the highest sword in the rumors."
Shigang Yiyu closed his eyes. He knew that the white haired old man in front of him was the strongest enemy he had ever met in his life. On him, he vaguely saw the shadow of his master zuhara Bu Chuan, a temperament of peerless Kendo experts. It seems that they all came to the world to pursue the highest mystery of kendo.
Shigang Yiyu breathed three times, suddenly handed the scabbard to his left hand, immediately fell on the ground and walked forward quickly. Shigang Yiyu held his arms flat and his big sleeves floated like a big bird. He saw the grass sandals on his feet stepping out water flowers in the paddy field. The distance between each step was equal!
Not more than an inch, not less than an inch.
Facing Shigang Yiyu's speed as fast as lightning, the old man's face finally showed some positive color at this moment. Shigang Yiyu had rushed to the place at a distance of 20 or 30 meters.
Seeing Shigang Yiyu's duel with the white haired old man, Bao Ke Zhengjun has also led more than 30 people around the earth slope.
"Father, is the old man really so powerful?" Baoke asked aloud.
Baoke Zhengjun stared at the white haired old man, nodded and said, "yes, this old man is by no means something we can resist? Transfer the iron artillery team here! Only this weapon can kill him."
"But we have more than 30 people here? And Lord Shigang is here. What else do you want iron guns for?"
"Go quickly!" Bao Ke's regular words were interrupted by his father and could only obey his orders: "yes."
At that moment, more than a dozen Takeda family iron cannons followed lightly. After filling the bullets and gunpowder and lighting the fire rope, they raised the iron cannons in their hands and aimed at the old man.
At this time, Shigang Yiyu was less than five meters away from the white haired old man.
Shigang Yiyu kept walking at a very fast speed, but his shoulders were motionless and unaffected by the footsteps.
The white haired old man opposite was not affected by Shigang Yiyu from beginning to end. His hands hung on the sides of his legs and his back bent slightly. When Shigang Yiyu attacked, his left foot took a step forward slightly.
At this time, Shigang yiyuji drank. The momentum was like thunder for a long time. He picked his left thumb lightly, held the handle of the sword with his right thumb and index finger, and the other three fingers spread out steadily and unhappily. Suddenly, the dazzling blade like frost and autumn water slipped out of the scabbard at this moment!
The fighting on the paddy field has become white hot, with broken limbs and arms, and blood like a river!Nagano's flag and finger were trampled by countless feet in the mud in the paddy field. The sound of knives and swords, sometimes accompanied by shouts, filled the paddy field with the smell of blood and soil, which makes people sick.Drink! Drink!Nagano Yegu gasped fiercely and his chest fluctuated. In the fierce battle just now, his head pocket had just been hit by a warrior of Takeda family. Nagano Yegu's hair bun was scattered, and the clear scalp in front of his forehead was left and right, and his hair hung like messy grass."I'm uncle Nagano Yegu of Nagano family. Who wants to die!"Nagano Yegu held Taidao in his hands, his eyes were red, half of his face was stained with blood, and he still shouted. Although he looks very embarrassed, he just asked for a Takeda warrior, and now he is in full momentum. With his bravery alone, it is still difficult to turn back the war.The Nagano army around him was light enough and the Vietnam War was less and less. Except for those who died in the war, many people had fled to the paddy field, and there were still few who were resisting.At present, there are more than a dozen people around Nagano Yegu. Just as he was about to kill the foot light of Takeda army, a feather arrow came coldly and penetrated the armor in his chest."My Lord!"Several football players shouted softly and gathered around Nagano Yegu. Nagano firmly clenched his teeth, broke the arrow shaft in his chest and said loudly, "what are you afraid of? I can fight again!"When Nagano Yegu stood up again, the warriors said one after another, "Sir, it's not good for the war to fight again. Let's go!"At this time, the shouts of the Takeda army sounded everywhere, and more than a dozen foot soldiers were rushing towards the dry land."You go first! I'll stop you for a while!" then the white haired old man stood up and said.At this time, the feet of more than a dozen Takeda troops rushed up the dry land and saw a white haired old man with his back to them."Is that old man crazy?""Get out of the way. My sword doesn't have eyes."The foot lighters of Takeda army shouted one after another.The old man turned around and said coldly, "you are not my opponent. Don't come and die!"After hearing such arrogant words, the foot lighters of Takeda army immediately stopped, raised their heads and laughed wildly."The poor old man is crazy.""Send him to hell."Immediately, five or six long guns poked at the white haired old man, but the other party didn't pull out his sword and scabbard. He was still one person with empty hands and dodged the assassination of five or six bamboo guns at the same time."Die!"Takeda soldiers turned their wrists one after another, raised the bamboo gun and killed the old man.At this time, for Sergeant Takeda, an incredible scene appeared. As soon as the old man turned and the angle changed, all the stabbed bamboo guns seemed to be delivered to the other party on his own initiative and easily won by the other party.The old man dodged and rushed into the more than a dozen players. He didn't touch each other's lace, whether it was a spear, a razor or a Taidao.When the old man shuttled through the gaps between the more than a dozen foot lights, a Takeda army foot light was soaked in cold sweat behind his back, his legs were soft and sat down in the dry ground. He didn't know when the razor originally held in his hand had been lost. Not only him, but also the weapons in the hands of the other dozen Takeda family foot lights were all unloaded by the other party.The white haired old man grabbed the dozen knives and guns with both hands and suddenly threw his hands down to the ground. The tip of the gun and the tip of the knife are all vertically upward and inserted into the ground at both feet.The old man looked at the feet of the dozen Takeda family and shouted, "don't get out!"When the white haired old man drank, the more than a dozen Takeda family who saved their lives knew that the other party was a peerless swordsman and fled in fear on the spot.Nagano Yegu and his men were shocked when they saw the scene in front of them.Similarly, Shigang Yiyu also saw the scene of the old man seizing the weapons of more than a dozen people with empty hands."Take it without a knife!" Shigang Yiyu couldn't help but burst out these three words.When the old man heard the speech, he just glanced at Shigang Yiyu standing in the paddy field, but he still stood in place in silence.Shigang Yiyu stopped and said in a deep voice, "taking without a sword is a secret skill in the new Yin stream. He is good at taking other people's weapons with empty hands. He specializes in winning without killing people. You can take more than a dozen people's weapons with one person. I Shigang Yiyu and Shengping saw such a sword for the first time. Who are you?""Shigang Yiyu? I've heard of you," the old man said calmly, stood with his hands down and said, "well, let me see your knife drawing skill."Hearing that the other party knew his details and took the initiative to challenge himself, it was obvious that Shigang Yiyu was confident. Shigang Yiyu suppressed a trace of fear in his heart. As a veteran Kendo master, the stronger the master challenge, the more he could stimulate all his potential and fighting spirit.Shigang Yiyu straightened up, pulled out his body, took a deep breath, flashed his fine light in his eyes, raised the scabbard in his hand, pointed to each other, and said loudly, "OK, let me see if your Wudao is the highest sword in the rumors."Shigang Yiyu closed his eyes. He knew that the white haired old man in front of him was the strongest enemy he had ever met in his life. On him, he vaguely saw the shadow of his master zuhara Bu Chuan, a temperament of peerless Kendo experts. It seems that they all came to the world to pursue the highest mystery of kendo.Shigang Yiyu breathed three times, suddenly handed the scabbard to his left hand, immediately fell on the ground and walked forward quickly. Shigang Yiyu held his arms flat and his big sleeves floated like a big bird. He saw the grass sandals on his feet stepping out water flowers in the paddy field. The distance between each step was equal!Not more than an inch, not less than an inch.Facing Shigang Yiyu's speed as fast as lightning, the old man's face finally showed some positive color at this moment. Shigang Yiyu had rushed to the place at a distance of 20 or 30 meters.Seeing Shigang Yiyu's duel with the white haired old man, Bao Ke Zhengjun has also led more than 30 people around the earth slope."Father, is the old man really so powerful?" Baoke asked aloud.Baoke Zhengjun stared at the white haired old man, nodded and said, "yes, this old man is by no means something we can resist? Transfer the iron artillery team here! Only this weapon can kill him.""But we have more than 30 people here? And Lord Shigang is here. What else do you want iron guns for?""Go quickly!" Bao Ke's regular words were interrupted by his father and could only obey his orders: "yes."At that moment, more than a dozen Takeda family iron cannons followed lightly. After filling the bullets and gunpowder and lighting the fire rope, they raised the iron cannons in their hands and aimed at the old man.At this time, Shigang Yiyu was less than five meters away from the white haired old man.Shigang Yiyu kept walking at a very fast speed, but his shoulders were motionless and unaffected by the footsteps.The white haired old man opposite was not affected by Shigang Yiyu from beginning to end. His hands hung on the sides of his legs and his back bent slightly. When Shigang Yiyu attacked, his left foot took a step forward slightly.At this time, Shigang yiyuji drank. The momentum was like thunder for a long time. He picked his left thumb lightly, held the handle of the sword with his right thumb and index finger, and the other three fingers spread out steadily and unhappily. Suddenly, the dazzling blade like frost and autumn water slipped out of the scabbard at this moment!
