Chapter 887: No one can fight

At this time, Su Yan and two had already entered the hall, and nearly a hundred guards all fell to the ground, howling and screaming ceaselessly.
Although Yu Wen Xiongba didn't want these people's lives, to stop them, they had to lie down on the ground obediently, with either broken arms or broken legs.
Entering the inner hall, several men in island costumes have already walked over, holding samurai swords in their hands, and their faces are green.
"stupid!"
A man roared, Feiyue slashed towards Su Yan, the light of the knife shone, making people dizzy.
But Su Yan was completely indifferent, didn't mean to hide or even resist, just watched the leaping man calmly.
This is not the light of this popularity, and the strength in his hand has increased a bit, obviously using all his strength.
"I will cut off your head!"
The man yelled, Qiqiao was so angry that he had never met such an arrogant person.
But when his knife was a few minutes away from Su Yan, the sword in Yuwen Xiongba's hand had already blocked Su Yan's front, and he made a clang, the sound was very ear-piercing.
But after the ear-piercing, the voice became extremely dull, because the man's samurai sword was broken.
Not only that, the broken blade was directly inserted into his neck, and his hands trembled at this time, and his eyes were full of incredible expressions.
Blood flowed out along the broken blade, dyed a piece of him in front of him, ticked on the ground, and splashed around.
In the end the man fell weakly, grasping the broken blade with both hands, but he didn't have the strength to pull it out.
This man was also in the middle stage of the master, and the people present had never expected to be so dead, so vulnerable.
The men who had originally clamored for anger were also full of jealousy at the moment, looking at each other, their eyes showed coldness.
With a roar, several people rushed to Yuwen Xiongba together, and the katana in his hand appeared cold, with violent spiritual power pressure.
Four or five samurai swords slashed towards Ufumi Xiongba, extremely fast and extremely tricky, all of them attacked Ufumi Xiongba's death hole.
Yuwen Xiongba's face became cold, but this group of people wanted to kill them first, so it's no wonder he was splashing blood here today.
The sword in his hand emits a blue light, and the tip of the sword has a dazzling color, which actually forms the meaning of kendo.
When Ufumi Yuba was within inches of these samurai swords, his sword was cut out. The bitter meaning was extremely powerful, and it was more terrifying than the pressure of these samurai swords.
Several men changed color on the spot and wanted to draw a knife to retreat, but it was too late.
Several figures of Yuwen Xiongba flashed past, and he reappeared behind a few men. A full-fledged ending announced the end of this time.
He retracted the sword and looked at these people coldly, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.
Several men froze there, as if they were acupointed all at once, stiffly unable to move.
But the katana in their hands was utterly shining at this moment, and the coldness was no longer, as if it were broken copper and iron, no more spiritual power.
However, these samurai swords made a cracking sound, and half of their blades fell to the ground.
At the same time, there was a bloodshot mark on the necks of these men. The blood was madly popping out and couldn't stop it.
The mouths, ears, eyes, and even noses of several men were bleeding out at this moment, and their faces looked miserable.
In the eyes of others who couldn't believe it, and even the screaming voices, several powerful mid-masters fell to the ground and died directly.
"My lord, let's go."
Yuwen Xiongba looked at Su Yan, bending slightly, showing respect.
Although he pretended to be handsome and handsome, he still had to treat Su Yan respectfully, because Su Yan was his master.
Su Yan stepped forward, not fast or slow, looking forward, without squinting, just like an elegant man.
Yuwen Xiongba is like Su Yan's bodyguard, with his hand on the sword at his waist, his face is cold, ready to guard.
Yuwen Xiongba beheaded several powerful mid-master masters, which naturally made other people extremely jealous. No one is a fool, knowing that he is defeated, dare to come up and die.
In this way, the two of them entered the nave directly, and inside was another scene, which was relatively simple and had island characteristics.
There were screens all around, all pictures of beautiful women, and a strange breath came out for a while.
Whoosh!
Several fans attacked Su Yan, but Yuwen Xiongba had already shot, and the sword was slashed, and several fans fell to the ground in pieces.
At this time, several beautiful women fell from the pavilion like fairies scattered flowers, but the eyes of these beautiful women were so fierce, not what they should have.
Yufumi Yuba said coldly: "Unexpectedly, Tokugawa Prefecture also trained female assassins."
In fact, in the island country, this should be called a female ninja, they wear different clothes today.
These beautiful women didn't have the time and time to talk to Yufumi Yuba, and broke into Tokugawa Prefecture without authorization. Then there is only one end, death!
Several women sprinkled a strange pollen, which was hypnotically poisonous, and most people would bleed to death from their seven orifices when they smell it.
But for Yuwen Xiongba and Su Yan, it is not worth mentioning.
Both use spiritual power to resist, so that pollen can't get on the body.
"killed."
Su Yan said calmly, without a trace of emotion.
He knew that Yuwen Xiongba still hesitated, after all, there are differences between men and women, and he couldn't attribute these female killers to the men in front.
But when he heard Su Yan's words, Yuwen Xiongba also nodded, the sword came out, and the cold light burst out, all of which flashed on the faces of several beautiful women, splashing blood.
Everyone's face was disfigured, and Yu Wen Xiongba wanted to scare them away with this, but he still didn't want to start.
"Women's benevolence!"
Su Yan was slightly angry, and with a casual move, several women all fell to the ground, silent again.
"How many men have died in their hands, have they hesitated?!"
Yu Wen Xiongba lowered his head with a look of regret.
After the death of several beautiful women, a bald man walked out, his muscles were extremely sturdy, especially his eyes were breathtaking.
"The first samurai of Tokugawa prefecture, master swordsman!"
The bald man registered himself and looked at Su Yan coldly, only killing intent in his eyes.
But Yuwen Xiongba didn't give this person the slightest chance, didn't speak at all, just leaped out, and the sword fell down.
The bald man was furious. How could he be a master master, a master-consummated brat so rude, he wanted to crush him into meat sauce.
The bald man threw a punch, intending to force Yu Wen Xiongba's sword, but the result was extremely sad.
puff!
A stream of blood dashed through the air, and at the same time one hand flew to the ground, the bald man's face was shocked.
But Yuwen Xiongba wouldn't give him the slightest chance. With a flash of sword light, the bald man's head left his body.
Yu Wen Xiongba looked around, his eyes full of disdain.
"There is not one you can fight in Tokugawa Prefecture!"