Ye Xingchen had no distracting thoughts in his mind at this time. His only thought was to kill all the people in front of him. The blood slash in his hand was horizontally cut, directly blocking the two women's samurai swords, and then he suddenly took a step forward and pulled the knife backhand.

With a light sound, another woman was killed. The bright red blood was sprayed on the blood slash, causing the blood slash to radiate a strange light.

"Destroy him..." Seeing Ye Xingchen's great power, Jiji Zhuo, Yamasaka, Fujiki, and Fujikawa were all in a hurry, and an instinctive fear actually appeared in his heart.

As one of the world's major organizations, no one can know how many masters there are, but they are already first-class strong men at the SS level and are definitely one of the best. Such beings are absolutely strong men everywhere they let go. Logically speaking, people like them cannot feel fear, but at this moment their hearts are full of fear.

The source of fear is Ye Xingchen in the killing. In order to eliminate the fear in his heart, they no longer care about the style of a master and rushed towards Ye Xingchen directly.

Ye Xingchen was not afraid. The blood slash in his hand was cut horizontally, and another sword blocked one of the women's samurai swords. Then he took a step to the left and avoided Gui Zhuo's slash. Then he shook his backhand and a sword light broke out into the air, forcing Yamasaka, who was about to go forward to fight, to flash back. Ye Xingchen took this opportunity to speed up again, almost only afterimages could be seen, and the remaining women were even more difficult to resist Ye Xingchen's blood slash. Blood scars appeared on their bodies. Although the swords were not fatal scars, the sharp blade of the blood slash turned into a long hole, and the blood flowed continuously. Their degrees also took advantage of this. Ye Xingchen would not be polite, and his figure continued to rush among the crowd, stolen by taking one life after another.

Soon, all the twelve women with a strength of AAA were killed by Ye Xingchen, and several others were killed under the cover of Gui Zhuo and others. Such eyesight and skills surprised everyone on the spot, and even Yuri Yamashima no longer had a joking look on her face.

Ma Junjie just stood quietly aside. He knew that under this situation, he had no way out. Even the secret passage that Cai Junzhang brought them up, if he guessed correctly, Cai Junzhang would have set up an ambush there. Even if he could escape from here, he would definitely not escape death. Now, his destiny is not in his own hands, but in the hands of this woman. If her people could kill Ye Xingchen, perhaps he could still escape. If he could not, facing the crazy Ye Xingchen, he knew that he would definitely die.

But strangely, Ma Junjie was very calm, as if all this had nothing to do with him. Why was he working hard for so long?

"Hmph..." At this time, Ye Xingchen suddenly heard a cry of pain, just because when Ye Xingchen killed the last woman, he was accidentally hit by Gui Zhuo with a knife, and a long hole was revealed behind him. However, except for that cry of pain, he turned around and rushed towards Gui Zhuo like nothing happened.

The blood slash in his hand was directly cut down, a very simple slash, a very plain slash. However, when this slash gathered extremely strong power, even Gui Zhuo could only keep retreating. However, Ye Xingchen's degree was too fast, and he had to block it with the samurai sword in his hand.

"Dang..." With a crisp sound, the samurai sword in Gui Zhuo's hand was cut by blood and two pieces. A thin red line appeared on Gui Zhuo's forehead. Then he saw the bright red blood flowing out of his face. This extremely powerful knife actually cut his skin.

Gui Zhuo's eyes were full of surprise. He really didn't expect that the samurai sword made of black iron could not withstand Ye Xingchen's sword, and his distance was so far away, he was still slashed. Of course, Gui Zhuo knew in his heart that it was not the sword body that slashed him. If it was really the sword body, then he would think about it again now. It was completely the sword energy scattered by the blood slash.

The sword energy, can this guy actually exert the hurting sword energy? This is too impossible? Apart from those masters who practice Qi, how can ordinary people exert the hurting sword energy? After all, things that can hurt people have almost become substantial.

He was extremely shocked, but Ye Xingchen's blood slash had fallen again. Faced with this surging sword, Gui Zhuo had lost his thoughts for a moment.

But he was not alone after all. Yamasaka's three-sharp sword had appeared in front of Gui Zhuo, and Fujikawa and Fujiki's long swords swept towards Ye Xingchen's back. If Ye Xingchen's good medicine continued to attack Gui Zhuo, not to mention whether he could kill him, at least he would definitely be unable to escape death.

Faced with this situation, most people would withdraw their swords and dodge them, but Ye Xingchen had no intention of withdrawing their swords at all. Instead, the swords were released faster.

"Dang..." With a sound, the blood slashed gently on the three sharp swords' blades. Yamasaka felt his arms trembling and trouble. Before he could come back to his senses, Ye Xingchen had turned around and directly met Fujikawa and Fujiki's sword with the blood slash.

"Dangdang" two crisp sounds, and Fujiki's attacks were miraculously blocked by Ye Xingchen, but Ye Xingchen's body stepped out again and went to Gui Zhuo with another sword. He had made up his mind to kill one person with all his strength first, and Gui Zhuo, who had no weapons, was undoubtedly the best candidate.

At this time, Gui Zhuo completely came back from his shock. He began to receive cruel training since he was three years old. As a qualified samurai, he was naturally also trained in samurai swords. In order to practice swords, he didn't know how many blood bubbles he had sharpened his palms, and he didn't know how many samurai swords he had cut. In his years of fighting career, in order to complete the organization's tasks, he didn't know how many people he had fought with? Of course, there were many swordsmen who used swords, and he didn't know how many swords he had cut off. Since he entered the Ss realm, he hadn't taken action for a long time, let alone defeated. But at this moment, his sword and his weapon were cut off. Is this all true? Is it because he hasn't taken action for too long? Or...

There is no decadence, no depression, no loss, and only strong fighting spirit. Although the name is not the number one swordsman in Japan, he firmly believes that even the number one swordsman in Japan is definitely not his opponent.hf();
Chapter completed!