Chapter 228 It's right for me to kill people like this

Chapter 228 It's right for me to kill like this

The two Japanese masters are extremely fierce, and Duomen Erlang's long-handled machete of more than one meter is extremely heavy. A weight is a strength. Duomen Erlang raised the machete above his head and chopped at Lin Daba. The Japanese knife in Lin Daba's hand is about two meters long and one inch long and one inch strong. Lin Daba seems to be stupid. In fact, he can practice good at it, but he can't have any scheming. He knows that the slender Japanese knife must not collide with Duomen Erlang's machete. His eyes are cunning. He withdrew one step back. Duomen Erlang's machete is empty and is waiting to wave his knife again. Lin Daba used a Japanese knife in the morning and stabbed it in front of the door. Lin Daba was fat and strong, but he didn't expect the knife to be so skillful. The Japanese knife was empty in front of his chest and was about to pierce into the front chest of many doors.

Duomen Erlang sneered, reversed the body of the machete in his hand, and increased his hand to block it at Lin Daba's Japanese knife. Hearing a crisp sound in the air, Lin Daba took a step back and looked at the Japanese knife in his hand lovingly, with stronger hatred in his eyes.

Duomen sneered, raised a machete to the top of his head, shouted, and rushed again.

Lin Daba snorted coldly. Raise a Japanese knife high, and a wisp of tragic moon reflects the Japanese knife extremely cold. When Lin Daba saw Duomen rushing, he waited for Duomen to get close, and jumped a step to the right. He flashed too many doors. The Japanese knife in his hand used a knife flower and pushed it to Duomen's neck. It was too late for Duomen to turn around again. He had to quickly stand a machete on the right and rowed out, trying to block Lin Daba Japanese knife. Lin Daba laughed miserably, and the Japanese knife suddenly changed its direction in the air and stuck to it from the side of the multi-door machete. The tip of the knife pierced the neck of many doors and took a step forward. With the power of his body shape, the Japanese knife crossed the neck of many doors with one knife. Duomen's head, which used to grow well on his shoulder, fell to the ground with a "coo" sound. This is exactly the way Lin Daba used to become famous.

The headless body spewed out a blood column more than two meters high, and the "boosed" blood foam sprayed into the air, making this originally extremely cold courtyard more gloomy and strange.

Lin Daba laughed wildly, raised the bloody Japanese knife and motioned to the brothers of the Yamaguchi group behind him. The brothers of the Yamaguchi Group saw that Lin Da's eight blades were strong enemies, and their morale was strong. A group of Black Dragon Club people were regarded as dead people. At this time, they were instructed by the team leader to scream, waved Japanese knives, and rushed into the crowd of the Black Dragon Club crazily. Under the pale moonlight, a round of human tragedy began with a wailing in the courtyard that should have been quiet and peaceful Asakusa Temple.

With the death of Duomen Erlang, the members of the Black Dragon Club have been bold, and Lin Daba's prestige is not overshadowed. If a team has no fighting spirit, the only thing waiting for them is death.

There are only ten brothers in the Yamaguchi group, and the black dragon will have about 50 people, five times that of the Yamaguchi group, but sometimes the battle does not depend on the number of people. Morale and confidence can often make a seemingly weak team burst out with great energy. Ten masters of the Yamaguchi group killed the crowd of the Black Dragon Society, like ten evil tigers entering the sheep. The Japanese sword was cold, and each knife took away a life. In a moment, more than 50 people of the Black Dragon Society fell to the ground. A group of evil tigers in the Yamaguchi group added a few more knives in front of each person's chest, so that the black dragons who were not dead could not die again.

Lin Daba and Zhou Tian have been standing on the edge of the courtyard wall without taking action. Masters are used to kill masters, otherwise they will lose their identity. Wait for the masters of the Yamaguchi group to slaughter a group of Black Dragon Club personnel. Lin Daba smiled strangely and said to Zhou Tian complacently, "Brother Zhou, what do you think of my brothers in the first group?"

They helped you kill a group of compatriots, and you have to express what you say. Zhou Tian held his fist and said to Lin Daba, "A master is a master. You can't accept it. Brothers, have good skills"

Lin Daba listened and laughed.

Zhou Tian originally thought that such a big movement in the Asakusa temple might lead to the master. But everyone was killed, and they didn't see the shadow of the master. This disappointed Sunday. It seems that we still need to search carefully.

The red gate of the hall was slightly shaken by a breeze. Sunday couldn't help looking at the door of the hall, and a dangerous breath came from the hall. Zhou's body suddenly tightened, and his skin suddenly rose, as if there were extremely powerful figures hidden in the hall. Lin Daba also realized the danger and held the Japanese knife tightly on his chest and looked at the door of the palace with a pair of round eyes.

The fifth floor of the five-fold tower. A small window opened slightly, and a Chinese old man's eyes were shining, smiling, and staring intently at the door. The old man looked forward to it, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

The door was shaken by the wind, making a "pop" sound. There was no movement in the whole courtyard except for this sound. Everyone looked closely at the temple gate.

Like a ghost, a figure flew out of the hall. Zhou Tian and Lin Daba retreated at the same time. This figure brings too much pressure.

A Japanese old man in his 60s, dressed in a light gray kimono, stepped on wooden clegs, and stood steadily in the Asakusa temple. Two faint lights came out of their eyes and looked at Zhou Tian, Lin Daba and others. This man's eyes seemed to penetrate the human body, making Zhou Tian's whole body cold. This is a master, and this is a top master.

Lin Da's eyes showed surprise. Maybe the Japanese are really a people who like to learn. Lin Daba saw that this person who was discharged from the hospital must be a master among the masters. With an attitude of learning, he wanted to move forward.

However, he saw this man raise his big hand and a cold light attack Lin Daba. Lin Daba realized the danger and raised the Japanese knife to block his chest. However, he saw a purple gas hit the back of the Japanese knife. He only heard a "dang" sound. Lin Daba's extremely cherished Japanese knife broke, and the purple gas continued to move forward and went straight into Lin Daba's body. Lin Daba only felt that Zhou had no strength under his body, as if he had been fixed. He stood there and could not move.

This man raised his voice to Zhou Tian again and whispered, "You are the boy from China."

Zhou Tian sneered. Sunday is smarter than Lin Daba. Sunday has felt that the man opposite has reached the peak of the world. Although his own killing has reached eight levels, it seems to be like a child's play in front of this person. Hearing this man say this, Zhou Tian secretly said that he had already taken a good step and waited for his master to vote. You must have run past others, and you can't beat them. What should I do? Surrender? Admit defeat? Kneel down and beg for mercy? Ah, ah. Even if I know death, how can I be afraid? A big man is not afraid of life. Is he still afraid of death?

Zhou Tian secretly lucked the true spirit in his body, and then he did it again. He only hated that he usually only cared about ** and slowed down the speed of practice. Zhou Tianzhou's body was full of gold and stone, and his palms were even more solemn, especially two gold stones in his hand.

The man in the courtyard saw the change in Zhou Tian's body and showed a trace of surprise. His eyes raised slightly, he smiled and said, "Kid, your skills are good. Unfortunately, there is still a gap."

Zhou Tian said wildly, "Can I have something to do with you? Send your old boy to the west first." Zhou Tian is not a gentleman. Except for acting like a man in **, when fighting against the enemy, Zhou Tian believes that as long as he can defeat the other party, any means are right. I don't know how high the skill of the person opposite is. If you make a comparison, you will die quickly and miserable. I don't want to die on Sunday, and I want to live a few more years. Why are you alive? Naturally, it is for the pleasure of **.

Zhou Tian came out as soon as he said, and his body jumped up long ago. A pair of big palms rushed to the people in the courtyard with the color of gold and stone. Sunday's sudden action did not make the people in the courtyard fluctuate at all. However, seeing that the man was motionless, he waited for Zhou Tian's palms to come and slowly raised his hands to meet Zhou Tian's palms.

Zhou Tian saw that Gu Bo was not surprised. How dared to fight with him? His body suddenly flipped in the air. From the man's head, his heels fell to the ground, and a pair of big palms hit the man's back. This is also a good step on Sunday. Before Sunday's palms came to him, the man turned around strangely like a flip card. Sunday didn't even see how people acted. But seeing a ferocious smile on the man's face, his hands greeted Sunday.

If Sunday wants to stop, there is no chance. His palms are already heavy with this man's hands. On Sunday, he only felt a huge force coming from his palm, shaking his body and retreating repeatedly. A blood surged between the tongues. He scolded secretly, what a powerful old man. The silver teeth clenched and the tiger's eyes were about to crack. The mountain-to-sea crazy operation of the true qi in the body will stabilize the Qingming.

This man saw that Zhou Tian retreated repeatedly and was still standing in the middle of the courtyard, with a trace of surprise in his eyes. This man is very clear about his strength. Zhou Tian received such a strong blow and can still stand firm, which makes this person secretly admire him. Unfortunately, you are a Chinese. If I have such a good hand and accept it as an apprentice, Japan will be better than China in the future. The man sighed secretly and whispered, "It's a pity that your master won't come out, so take your boy's life first." After saying that, he raised his two big hands and took a selfie to the chest of Zhou Tian.

At this time, Zhou Tian is already the end of a strong crossbow. A mouthful of blood is contained in his mouth, and his abdomen is like a knife. There is no strength to counter it. But I saw this man rushing with his big hand. Zhou Tian smiled secretly. Even if I die, I will disgust you first. When the man rushed to him, Zhou Tian suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed out a mouthful of blood foam in front of the man.

This person saw a fishy hot thing spewing out of Zhou Tian's mouth. He didn't know what it was. The more master he was, the more afraid he was of death. The man didn't know what treasure spewed out of Zhou Tian's mouth. He was worried about poison, so he wanted to dodge. Unfortunately, the two were too close. On Sunday, a mouthful of blood foam mixed with thick phlegm sprayed on the man's face. Blood flowed, and a thick white phlegm hung on both sides of the nose.

This man was sprayed with blood foam by Zhou Tian, raised his big hand and wiped it randomly. Put it in the nose, smelled it, and his face was ferocious. He said angrily, "Kid, take your life." After saying that, he was about to jump over.

However, he saw a figure jumping down like lightning from the five floors of the five-storey tower and stopped them in front of them. Zhou Tianhu opened his eyes slightly, looked at the man, and whispered: "Master"

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