Seeing Ye Xingchen shooting out the flying knife again, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of Taro Yamamoto's mouth. He was prepared and tightly grasped the samurai sword in his hand, held a knife flower, blocked Ye Xingchen's flying knife, and was about to attack Ye Xingchen proudly, but the second flying knife had arrived in front of him. His heart trembled and he slashed horizontally with the samurai sword in his hand again.

"Dang!", and the flying knife fell to the ground, but before he could even rejoice, the third flying knife had already shot again. Yamamoto Taro was so scared that he was sweating coldly. Why was this guy so fast? And each knife was so accurate and so fast, wouldn't he need to aim?

While retreating, the samurai sword in his hand continued to block forward. There was a crisp sound. Although it blocked the flying knife, the hands were numb. The power of this sword was even more powerful than the two swords just now. However, the fourth flying knife shot again. Taro Yamamoto had the urge to cry. This was not the flying knife shot by a person, it was just like shooting a machine gun!

As he had no choice, he still crossed his sword and his chest and blocked the flying knife again, but his steps were completely messy.

At this time, the powerful fifth flying knife shot in. Taro Yamamoto had no way to avoid it. He could only force his body to move to the left and avoid the vital points, but the flying knife shot into his shoulder.

Taro Yamamoto snorted in pain. Just as he was about to kill Ye Xingchen with his own injuries, he found that the sixth flying knife had rushed over again.

Still come? Yamamoto Taro cursed in his heart, is this really a human? In such a short time, so many flying knives were released, each of which was on the same straight line, and he didn't give himself a chance to react. This is incredible, right?

After all, in addition to the feel of the flying knife, the most important thing is the concentration of mental power. Especially for this kind of continuous shooting, the flying knife requires high-intensity mental power to hit. If there is a slight mistake, all previous efforts may be wasted.

Generally speaking, for a master who plays a flying knife, it is very simple to hit the target in the first blade, and many people can do it in the second blade. There are very few people who can hit the target in the third blade. When it comes to the fourth blade, it is simply rare. As for the fifth blade and the sixth blade, Taro Yamamoto has not seen it yet, but this kid actually shot six consecutively. Can his mental power still withstand it?

Taro Yamamoto shouted wildly, but turned his body to the left, finally avoiding the deadly sixth sword. Although it was also inserted into his shoulder, it was at least not fatal. Moreover, he believed that after shooting six consecutive shots, Ye Xingchen's mental power was definitely the most exhausted time, and his physical strength would definitely be overdrawn. This is the best time to kill him.

However, just when Taro Yamamoto thought Ye Xingchen would die and was about to endure the pain and drew the knife, he felt a severe pain in his neck. He wanted to look down, but a cold hilt blocked his chin.

Seven Stars Continuous Pearl? This terrifying number flashed in Taro Yamamoto's mind, but his consciousness gradually blurred. His eyes looked at Ye Xingchen in front of him incredibly, and his body slowly fell down.

"Huh!" Ye Xingchen took a heavy breath, but his whole person fell down. Generally speaking, he was able to shoot five consecutively, but five consecutively was his limit. By the time of the sixth sword, his whole person's spirit was about to collapse, and his wrists were even numb. After all, the most important thing in shooting a flying knife was wrist power. But he was avoided by Taro Yamamoto. He had to continue completing the seven-star beads and shot the last sword with his powerful willpower.

This sword was the most powerful sword in his life. This sword was also the one he had concentrated all his strength to shoot. His wrists were already numb, and his head was even more painful. Finally, after seeing Taro Yamamoto was shot to death, his tense nerves completely relaxed, and naturally he could no longer support him and fainted.

"Master!" Honglian, who was closest to Ye Xingchen, saw Ye Xingchen fainting on the ground. Regardless of the danger of his injury, rushed towards Ye Xingchen and hugged Ye Xingchen, but behind him a long blood mark was cut by a ninja's samurai sword, and he also groaned.

"Star!" Ouyang Jun, Luo Yin, Delinkaf and others saw Ye Xingchen fainting, and gathered towards this side. When the ninjas saw that the other party actually killed Taro Yamamoto, their eyes were full of surprise. After all, Taro Yamamoto was definitely one of the best masters in the entire chrysanthemum, but now they were killed, this...

If Ye Xingchen hadn't fainted, these ninjas might have been scared, but because Ye Xingchen fainted, they would go forward and kill Ye Xingchen regardless of their lives. After all, Taro Yamamoto is the son of Nishi Yamamoto. If the culprit is not killed, then after they go back, they will become victims of Nishi Yamamoto's anger.

As a result, these ninjas who had already defended immortality were even more desperate, and their efforts were getting faster and heavier. The people of the Xingyao Society were unable to resist for a while.

"Fuck, why are these guys so crazy? Why haven't they come yet?" Ouyang Jun and others protected Ye Xingchen. Seeing the increasingly crazy ninjas, they cursed one by one.

In fact, their grudges with the Chrysanthemum Society were not too deep. At the beginning, they just killed a Liu Dinglong. But they never thought that the Chrysanthemum Society would never forget it. They have been provoking them all the time. This time, they have even dispatched so many elite soldiers. Although they were prepared, they were not prepared enough. After all, no one would have thought that the Chrysanthemum would be dispatched in full swing.

"Chi!" Another sound, Ouyang Jun's left arm was also cut, and even Delinkaf and others were forced to retreat repeatedly. This is enough to illustrate the horror of these ninjas. They are simply a group of brainwashed killing machines.

"I originally thought I was here to fight, but it seemed that this would not work!" Li Wei's family snorted coldly, but took out two small pistols from their waists and pulled the trigger so casually. With the sound of guns, one after another fell into a pool of blood...

"**, why don't you use it earlier if you bring a gun?" Jack the Ripper next to him grabbed a ninja's wrist and directly crushed it, then punched it out, which made the man's head crack, and then spoke.

"I haven't tried it for a long time, I just want to try it!" Li Wei's family said indifferently, but he shot several times in a row, and several lives dissipated between heaven and earth...
Chapter completed!