Chapter 299: Toyo Kendo, average trash

The magic weapon of the space category is almost one or even a few in the realm of cultivation.
But on earth, it can be described as an invaluable treasure, which has not appeared in modern times. One is the lack of refining resources, which is very rare, and the other is that even if you find the materials, few people can make them.
This magic weapon is so eye-catching that it can be said to be a big cheat.
For example, if an ordinary person meets a master of the realm, the master must be slack when he looks at the other person's body. At this time, the ordinary person has to pull a large assault weapon from the storage ring, and the master must also fart.
Chiba Masao was looking for the so-called chalcedony, and he wanted to refine this magic weapon. He knew how good it was to own a storage ring like this. It can be said that with the cultivation of his Kendo master, it can be used almost everywhere in the world. Go sideways.
"Mr. Jiang, give this baby to Mr. Chiba, otherwise you will die terribly!"
Seeing Chiba's imminent temptation, Li Jinzhu's eyes hinted that he should not shoot, but persuaded with a smile.
Chiba Masao forced the desire to kill and rob the treasure at the bottom of his heart, and the killing power of his eyes was like a flame beating, staring at Jiang Tian.
After all, it's in Huaxia, and it's a downtown area with cameras all around.
Even if you kill someone, you can retreat from your whole body, but if you want to play in Huaxia in the future, you may be caught by others.
"Really? Why can't I see how great he is? One old man!" Jiang Tian took a sip of shochu and said quietly.
"Well, he is a master of swordsmanship in Beichen's sword, and a master of Dachengjing. In one stroke, he can split rivers and rivers, and the waterfall stagnates. Is your neck so stiff? Afraid of the" Juyewen Maru "in his hands?
Li Jinzhu raised his jade white jaw, exposing his slender neck, looking at Jiang Tian like a fool.
"Ha ha, is it? As far as I know, Toyo's best kendo master is called Master Fan. It is worthwhile for me to have a few master fans. As for his old waste, it is not worth my shot at all!" Jiang Tian dismissed him. tunnel.
"I'm really a kid who doesn't know how to live or die. He didn't know the reason for not showing his wealth. He snatched Chiba's baby and dared to reveal it in front of his brother. At this time, he was so guilty of madness.
Li Jinzhu heard the words, her heart was full of contempt, her face suddenly sinking, but she smiled immediately, Yu Bai's little hand was playing with the glass, looking at Jiang Tian with a mockery, disdainfully.
Yes, Chiba Masao is much more powerful than Chiba Masaichi. He is a jealous kendo master in Damasaki, which is equivalent to the martial arts master in Huaxia. How many people in the old master can stop him?
What's more, Jiang Tian, ​​it seems that he is just a rich second generation with no chickens in his hands?
"give me!"
Chiba Masao said nothing, grabbed his big hand like a tiger's claw, and shot it directly to snatch.
"roll!"
Jiang Tian was a little handy, pointing at Mang hitting the air, and a majestic air machine shocked back like a rolling thunder.
boom!
Chiba Masao was as if he was hit by the shell with a heavy chest.
In the miserable cry, he flew away like a rag doll, smashed the door, and flew out more than ten meters away, falling like a dead dog on the snow in the yard.
And Jiang Tian's finger scent remained unabated, as if the cannonball bombarded the past, destroying it and spreading it.
Boom—the floor burst open, forming a large opening more than ten meters long, which directly spread to the doorway. All the windows were broken in a split second, confetti fluttered, and Mizuki burst.
"What? He is a master of martial arts!"
Li Jinzhu's mouth was round, her clear eyes filled with astonishment, her body trembling slightly.
Chiba Masao is ranked No. 1 in Toyo Kendo. He is the autobiographical disciple of Kendo master Fan Chiba Eijiro. He is the mainstay of Beichen's swordsmanship. He can hold him down in Toyo, but he is one of the five or six Kendo masters That's all, but at this moment, Jiang Tian flew a little.
Jiang Tian picked up the shochu and took a sip of wine. He slammed the cup on the table, shook his head disdainfully, and said, "Your South Korean bamboo charcoal shochu is too bad, so you want to mix the water with Erguotou!"
"Baga! Who spreads wild in our Yamaguchi formation!"
"Asshole! Kill him!"
In the courtyard, Masahiro Chiba flew out, and five or six samurai-dressed Toyo Kendo masters stumbled on, and there were some members of the Yamaguchi group wearing black and black trousers.
Some of them had pistols and long knives, glaring at Jiang Tian with stunned eyes, and were drinking angrily.
With the help of a disciple, Masao Chiba struggled to stand up, shook his head, clenched the handle of the samurai sword with both hands, stared at Jiang Tian angrily, and exclaimed: "Baga, you put a storage ring Hand it over with chalcedony, or I will kill you! "
"Oh, you little Dongyang devils are really arrogant and don't know the heights."
Jiang Tian sank and sneered:
"Is Huaxia still poor and weak during the Republic of China? How dare you come to China to kill and win treasures? I think it is Huaxia who is too friendly to you, and you are used to it!"
He stood there rock-solid, sneering: "Very well, come here to grab, I will let you understand today what is the real Chinese martial arts, what is the real strong!"
Jiang Tian is a native of Jinling. His grandfather was killed by more than a dozen people in the generation by the invaders.
He listened to his ears and listened to the story of the devil in the Jinling massacre and the ancestors' resistance to Japan to save the country.
It can be said that even if he returns to practice for thousands of years, he still has a deep hatred for the Dongyang people.
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At this moment, he had already killed himself, and all the Toyo people who appeared in the club today were wiped out, and none remained.
"Looting, I'm very good at it! My ancestor once served as the sword instructor of the Eastern Army. I was burned and robbed in Jinling that year, so please! OK, I'll grab you today!"
Chiba Masao drank in his mouth, his eyes flashed, his momentum was rising, his hands gripped the handle, and he seemed to pull out slowly.
The knife was dappled with patent leather, and the handle was soaked with oil and sweat and blood.
But in the world of Toyo Kendo, no one dared to underestimate this knife.
This knife is called Juyewenmaru, and it's from the hand of Toyo Sword Master Koito, and has a history of over a hundred years.
At that time, the ancestor of the Chiba family once held this knife and pushed Kyushu across the island, killing more than ten Kendo masters, creating a magnificent name of Beichen.
It is the Western power master of Huaxia's Master of Transmigration. When he heard the name of the knife, he must be terrified and avoid three points.
laugh! The ground rang loudly.
Chiba Masao jumped up, and the bright chrysanthemum pattern pills fell off like a galaxy for nine days.
"Beichen swept across the country, thousands of snow!"
This sword was beheaded, and the blade of light stretched, like a thousand winds rolled up by a raging wind, a white light, over five meters long.
The blades are densely packed. If Chiba's cuts are regarded as overlapping shadows, Chiba's cuts can be said to be like a real sword screen.
Even Hong Tianzhao's "Angry Sword Technique" Tianjian Sword Formation does not have such terrible strength.
A horrendous murderous blaze, which suddenly covered a large area, caused the temperature in the Korean house to plummet.
Li Jinzhu only felt that his whole body was chilling like falling in an ice cellar, and there was a surging pressure. The tender cheeks seemed to be cut by a sharp knife, and breathing became difficult.
"So strong!"
"It is indeed a master fan of Toyo Kendo!"
"This trick is a thousand piles of snow, I'm afraid that even boulder can be split!"
"The Chinese boy who knows nothing about heaven and earth is dead!"
Many Toyo Kendo masters and Yamaguchi team members were horrified. They looked at the sword with admiration, cheering with emotion and emotion!
Thousands of snow swords flashed down, bang! With a loud noise, the roof was cleaved with a large opening.
Snowflakes drifted down, cold wind poured into the straw and dust, and the sharp blade was like a thunderbolt, cutting down toward Jiang Tian with an indomitable momentum.
"Oh, is this your Toyo's Supreme Kendo? Beichen is a sword-knife? Just trash!"
Jiang Tian carefully perceived the opponent's knife with his sense of consciousness, and then a scornful ridicule appeared in the corner of his mouth.
Toyo Kendo, as well as Ninjutsu and Yin-Yang divisions, advocate that the spirit, breath, and flesh go hand in hand, but each has its own emphasis.
But in the final analysis, these Dongyang peerless studies were just the year when Xu Fu, Jianzhen Dongdu, and the Tang Dynasty Dongyang students came to Huaxia to study, and the martial arts methods passed down from Huaxia were improved according to local conditions.
Their breath is not called true qi, but chakra, which translates to "energy".
In Jiang Tian's opinion, the sword Qicha that he cut out was nothing but a weaker figure than the Huaxia Martial Arts sword sword, and it was incomparable with Xiu Zhenyuan.
As soon as Dao Mang was about to land on his chest, Jiang Tian suddenly shook his fingers like a pipa, and stunned, dozens of white wind blades swept out.
The wind blades are connected end to end. They are more than ten meters long and tumbling, just like an angry dragon flying into the sky. They easily shattered thousands of snow swords.
Then Dadao Fengfeng volleyed in a volley, as if spiritually, and slaughtered towards Chiba Masao.
"not good!"
At this moment, Chiba Zhengxiong's heart was full of warning signs and his face turned wild. He never expected Jiang Tian to be so powerful.
Moreover, he didn't even see whether it was magic or martial arts.
There are so many wind blades that they can break their thousands of snow, and they seem to be living.
"Thousands of snow!"
"Breaking waterfall!"
"Whirlpool Wheel!"
"Wei Lan's Blade!"
Faced with the wind-edged dragon of Zhangyawu's claws, Chiba Masao became more dignified than ever.
He was like practicing kendo under a waterfall, sitting on a horse with his waist down, crushing ice and green bars with his two feet, his two ring-shaped legs like iron tongs, his mouth sizzling and drinking, the strongest four he split Knife.
He poured in every blade with all his strength, and without exaggeration, he was confident that even an armored car could split.