Yang Lin insisted that Sato write a life and death letter.

No other reason.

Actually, it's because this guy is not simple.

Experts will know if there is any one.

He didn't know what kind of skills Akutagawa Ryuichi had, but the swordsman in front of him who was a swordsman who was a swordsman in Beichen was definitely a rare genius.

Its captures fighter jets and interprets battles have unique spirituality.

Especially that murderous aura is very amazing.

It is definitely an immortal Xiaoqiang who grew up from killing.

In this regard, it is far from comparable to some Chinese boxers who rarely compete for life and death on weekdays.

The most important thing is that this person is still young and has a lot of room to grow...

In the future, it is not impossible to become a great swordsman who has a headache for everyone.

The predictable future.

This person is likely to join the army that invaded Shenzhou, killing generals and catching flags, and conspiring to assassinate.

I don't know how many Chinese children would be killed under his knife.

Both sides have different positions, the heroes of the other and my enemies.

So, the stronger Sato is, the more damn it is.

As for Watanabe, it is not worth mentioning.

As long as he gets used to his karate's omnipotent attack method.

This person is even smaller than the threat of blood-handed Buchen.

You can kill it with your fingers.

Can be ignored.

"please!"

"please……"

The two stood opposite each other.

One person presses the knife to act.

One person reached out to invite the guests.

There was silence around and no one made any sound.

Even the little princess Marilyn, who quietly sneaked into the door, was just hiding behind the door, and her breathing became extremely light.

She covered her lips and watched the scene without blinking.

Sato Shiichiro held the knife in his hand, and his breath seemed to be cut off...

His face was solemn, without sorrow or joy.

Suddenly, he raised his head and kept his upper body leaning forward and rushing rapidly. He didn't even change his posture of holding the knife, but his feet were rushing rapidly.

The faster and faster it is, it looks like a straight line, but it is actually an arc. The feet are like thunder and thrust under the ground, clang...

A sharp sound of shock.

It sounds in everyone's hearts.

I saw a crescent moon like a hook in front of me, piercing my eyes.

Draw your sword and slash it, the new moon in the North Star.

The blade was so fast that it was not only without a sharp whistle, but also silent.

When the eyes see and the ears hear, the sword light has actually passed through the opponent's head.

This sword is so fast and fierce that it is better than ten or hundreds of swords.

Everyone watched helplessly, and their hearts hopped into their throats.

The blade is facing the right and the person is facing the left.

Sato slashed out with a knife, and without looking back, his body was like a weightless bird, almost soaring into the air, without touching the ground, and rushed out five feet away.

His eyebrows were already showing joy, and he was about to look back at the other party's flying head.

Suddenly, his body shook violently, his body stiffened, and he stayed there.

I looked down at my right hand and found that the cold moon knife that had been with me for eight years in my hand was gone.

All that can be held in my hand is air, only nothingness.

The next moment, a hint of relief flashed in his eyes and sighed: "What a quick knife."

His head fell from his neck with a bang.

Like a waterfall, blood is shot.

His body stood there and settled, and after a while, he fell to the ground and splashed a cloud of dust.

"good……"

There were colorful sounds around the sky.

Although hundreds of disciples of the Jingwu Sect did not see clearly, they could only see figures intertwined and swords were as bright as snow.

However, they saw clearly that Yang Lin stood there without any harm.

And that fierce and powerful Japanese swordsman even lost his head.

Does anyone win or lose?

I couldn't help but fill my chest with blood and yelled to the sky.

At this moment, no one thought about the consequences.

No one paid attention to whether Yang Lin was the new coach of Jingwu Sect.

They only know that if Jingwumen wins, that's fine.

Sweep away the previous cowardice and be proud.

"Missing Phantom, swallow the weather in one bite." Huo Tingen stood there, shouting loudly, and as soon as he reached his mouth, he could no longer scream.

In the hands of outsiders, I saw the mysterious fist I saw since I was a child, and it seemed to be real but not empty, without a fixed hand shadow.

For a while, my heart seemed to be overturned by Wuwei Bottle and I couldn't speak for a while.

‘I learned it so quickly, and it was not much worse than my father used it. It even had a little more relaxed freehand painting.

I have been unable to understand it for so many years, and I can't use it...'

Thinking of this, Huo Tingen had no choice but to remain silent. Is the Mitsuko Fist he hit called Mitsuko Fist?

If you lose that breath, you will be far away from the mountains and rivers.

"Shadowless Hand, Plum Blossom Knife..." Chen Zizheng's hands trembled slightly, his lips stammered, and suddenly sighed, "Young people are terrifying."

At present, except for Huo Tingen who was familiar with his own boxing skills, he recognized what Yang Lin used at a glance. After breaking Sato Shiichiro's sword-drawing, only Chen Zizheng looked at it the most carefully.

He also saw clearly.

When the two of them intertwined and Sato cut Yang Lin's neck with a knife, Yang Lin began to move.

His chest was slightly bulging abnormally, and there was a hint of blood in his eyes.

One right hand showed many phantoms, and his five fingers were like pulling out a string of a piano.

From the head of the knife to the body of the knife, and then to the handle of the knife, they flicked and twisted all the way, directly breaking the shock cutting force on the blade. With a slight slight lift of the tail finger, they lifted the Leng Yue knife and held it in their own hands.

Then, the body rotates.

A bright sword light shone out from the knife light in his hand.

Like a plum blossom in full bloom.

The flowers bloom five petals, which are breathtaking.

When you put out the knife and put it away, it is like the softest spring breeze passing through the field, without wrinkling a wave of clear water.

Even Sato didn't feel that the knife in his hand had been lost and the neck had been stabbed.

When I ran to the end, my head fell and fell to the ground.

This is a long time to talk about, but in fact it is only a tenth of the blink of an eye.

Yang Lin's performance was simply thrilling when the two fought each other.

Receive the knife, grab the knife, draw the knife, and close the knife.

He completed it in an instant.

Take into account strength and speed...
To be continued...