Ye Chunqiu raised his eyes and met the sharp gaze fearlessly.

I saw that the master with his eyes was a thin warrior. Unlike other Japanese people, his Japanese sword was not pulled out at this time, but from the coat of arms on the Japanese sword, Ye Chunqiu already knew who this person was.

This person comes from the Yuanyi family. The ancestor of the Yuanyi family once created the kendo of Japan and created unique skills. This person is the thirteenth generation grandson of his ancestor Yuanyijing. He is Yuanyizheng, one of the best masters in Japan.

This man looks ordinary, but he gives people the feeling that it is not simple. He just holds a sword and stands there, but it is like a javelin.

He was obviously looking at Ye Chunqiu, but this kind of gaze was completely different from the ordinary gaze. Ye Chunqiu smiled meaningfully at him, and then took a few steps back.

here we go.

Zhu Houzhao was already nervous. On one side was Ye Chunqiu, who was alone on one side. At this moment, he had slowly drawn out his long sword, while on the other side were the solemn Japanese people, thirty-two, surrounded Ashikaga Yiwen in a fan-shaped formation.

Yuan Yizheng was the leader, full of power. He slowly drew his sword and the sharp blade slowly came out. At this moment, Yuan Yizheng, who had a plain appearance, seemed to be full of brilliance.

Everyone looked at Gen Yoshimasa with breath, and heard Ashikaga Yoshimoto, who was behind Gen Yoshimasa, shouting angrily: "Kill him."

As the voice fell, Zhu Houzhao and everyone couldn't help but feel worried. These Japanese people were even stronger than they thought, especially Yuan Yizheng. He seemed like a Jaguar. Just by watching from a distance, you could see the terrible power emitted by his whole body.

In the crowd, someone whispered: "Which writer Ye is indeed powerful, there may be a glimmer of hope when he fights ten, but now..."

The person who spoke was an involuntary guard. Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but look at him sideways, but he recognized this person. This was a hundred households in the palace vanguard. This person was from a martial arts scholar and a martial arts Jinshi during the Hongzhi period. It is said that his family has a very strong academic background. His family was a famous martial arts master in Fujian. Zhu Houzhao once asked him to perform martial arts, and more than a dozen powerful imperial guards of Kong Wu were not his opponents.

Therefore, Zhu Houzhao valued him quite well and asked him to listen to him in the forefront of the palace. Not to mention how his strength was compared with others, Zhu Houzhao had no doubt about him.

Zhu Houzhao frowned and struggled to stop the duel.

I heard the Baihu say again: "Who is that warrior? This person must be the master among the masters..."

His eyes were naturally looking at Yuan Yizheng.

At this time, the crowd was already boiling, and the vassal envoys watched coldly. One of the vassal envoys muttered in a low voice: "This wizard Ye is probably going to be torn into pieces."

It was said in one sentence that many people deeply agree with it. They had heard of the power of the Japanese warriors for a long time, not to mention that Yuan Yizheng stayed at the Honglu Temple and practiced swords in the Honglu Temple every day. His sword skills were so fast that he could be said to be extraordinary and saint.

Many envoys smiled without any concerns.

Unlike Yuan Yizheng's way of drawing his sword, Ye Chunqiu held the sword in his hand, and without waiting for these Japanese warriors to rush forward, he looked at Yuan Yizheng with a smile.

Then, he stretched out his hand and made a contemptuous move towards Genyoshima.

He stretched out his thumb and lowered a little, his face full of disdain.

Perhaps this contemptuous action is unintelligible in this era, but Ye Chunqiu's facial expression cannot deceive people.

Ye Chunqiu only expressed one meaning: "You are... a slag..."

Na Yuan Yizheng seemed to understand what Ye Chunqiu meant.

He even felt that this contempt was for him. He had a high status in Japan and was known to be familiar with the essence of swordsmanship. He was the number one swordsman in Kanto. Now he was despised by a Ming Dynasty composer and was immediately furious.

At this time, his whole body was like a knife, with the long sword being unsheathed and his sharpness was revealed.

His hands suddenly raised the knife, jumped up, and let out a roar, leaving the Japanese team and rushing towards Ye Chunqiu like lightning.

Seeing this, Ye Chunqiu smiled knowingly, because he knew that his plan had been successful.

This is the first step in the planning.

Yuan Yimasato was famous for a long time. Even though Ye Chunqiu fought against the entire mission alone, for a warrior like Yuan Yima, he could not tolerate himself rushing forward like others.

Ye Chunqiu had only one chance of winning against so many samurai, and now, he had to face Yuan Yoshimasa, who was known as the number one samurai in Kanto.

This lightning-fast source is getting closer and closer.

Even in Ye Chunqiu's eyes, no matter how fast he was, he was just like the camera was slow to be displayed. However, Yuan Yizheng was still astonishingly fast. Ye Chunqiu suddenly realized that this person's strength... was even beyond his imagination.

Ye Chunqiu's eyes narrowed and he also raised his sword.

The lightning-like speed immediately made everyone exclaim. Some people felt dazzled, as if they felt that their eyes could not capture Yuan Yizheng's figure. They were amazed at Yuan Yizheng's strength, and some people couldn't help but worry about Ye Chunqiu, because at this moment, they only saw Yuan Yizheng jumping, and in an instant, they found that this figure that was so fast that it could not be faster had appeared in front of Ye Chunqiu.

Yuan Yizheng swung his sword. His sword was not fancy, but it was still as fast as lightning. This explosive power seemed to have broken through the limits of human beings. The Japanese sword cut a shocking ray, and a cold light flashed. A hint of joy flashed across Yuan Yizheng's hideous face.

The sword is dead, and this is his sword.

The reason why the Yuanyi family became famous in Japan was because of this lightning-fast sword. As the later generations said that only the martial arts in the world were fast and fast was not broken. Yuanyi knew very well that with just one sword, the person in front of him would become a dead person.

As always, he had a triumphant smile on his face.

Behind him, the Japanese samurai called out, they knew too well, too well, that his sword was as fast as lightning.

Yoshimoto Ashikaga, who was guarded by someone on the chair, showed ecstasy. He actually forgot the pain all over his body, and his one-eyed eyes could not hide his joy.

Yuan Yi was turning around, waiting for the knife to be put away, just waiting for the long hole in Ye Chunqiu's body to splash out blood, afraid that when he put the knife back into the sheath, the person in front of him should have fallen in a pool of blood.

But when he looked back, he found that Ye Chunqiu was actually smiling at him.

"Nani..." Yuan Yizheng was stunned. His sword skills were extremely fast, even so fast that he didn't even know whether his knife had cut Ye Chunqiu's part. Ye Chunqiu could never smile at him unless... (To be continued.)
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