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Chu Tian's eyes were very aggressive and slipped into Prince Jinggong's legs.

Prince Jinggong was not ashamed and angry, but unbuttoned a button and showed half of the snow-white spots. Then he hooked his finger to Chu Tian and said, "If you can stand in front of me, it means that my final killing move will fail, and it also means that I will be a waste in the future. I don't mind you occupying me."

"After all, the loser has no conditions to say."

Chu Tian agreed with her words, but just looked at her seductive body, a hint of thrillingly rose from his heart, and wanted to press Jinggong under his body to tactfully carry on. He took a deep breath before suppressing his desire, and then said lightly: "Remember your words, I will want you."

Keimamiya Masako pinched her chin: "Come on."

The words fell gently, and before Chu Tian could make any moves, four men in black flashed out quickly behind him. The sword techniques were sharp and tidy. They all showed fierce lights of their eyes, transforming their entire body skills into a blow, and at the same time, they made a killing sound like a crack in their mouths, attacking Chu Tian.

Chu Tian turned around and the umbrella opened instantly.

The black umbrella with rain and blood bloomed like mushrooms. The sudden swelling vision made them cut their swords on the umbrella. The black umbrella suddenly fell to the ground like a rag. When the black umbrella escaped from their sight, a light flashed faintly, and the four of them instantly covered their throats and fell to the ground.

Chu Tian stood beside him, holding the Hongming sword in his hand and sighed: "What a pity, this good umbrella,,,,"

Masako Keiguchi kept smiling and waved her slender fingers.

At this moment, a tall black figure on the left suddenly flashed out, and a samurai sword hit Chu Tian's head and waist. The sword was so powerful that it was so strong that it made a whistling sound like an angry dragon soaring into the sky. Chu Tian was energetic, and the long sword suddenly raised, and the two swords fought fiercely.

The sound of gold and iron clashing is clear and loud.

With Chu Tian's skills, he couldn't help but take a step back. The sword in his hand made a buzzing sound. He felt a numb feeling of electric shock when his right finger was also electrocuted. His arm couldn't help but sink slightly, and the attacker staggered back. Seeing him vomiting blood step by step, he was clearly suffering severe internal injuries.

Damn! Why is this guy so strong?

At this time, Masako Keiguchi was nodding slightly, her seductive red lips opened: "Young Marshal, you are indeed strong enough. The best sumo wrestler in Japan was also seriously injured by you with a knife. It seems that you will commit a lot of blood tonight, but I am not worried, I still have two hundred people."

Words boosted morale, but Jinggong Masako was secretly shocked. She felt that Chu Tian was much more diligent. The sumo wrestler just now was a guy who could even kill a cow, but was easily defeated by Chu Tian's knife. It seemed that many brothers were probably going to die tonight.

"Two hundred people? Two thousand people will be killed?"

Chu Tian, ​​who was ridiculed, took a sword and took two steps back, leaning against the wall on the left to prevent him from being attacked from being attacked from all sides. At this moment, the enemy had already filled the entire side hall. Chu Tian was surrounded by murderous warriors in black in front and left, with swords and guns standing in front, and the shaking cold light was enough to intimidate anyone.

Ants bite the elephant to death, let alone black ants?

Chu Tian smiled bitterly across his face, and after he slashed the two of them, he looked at Yui Duanshui's spiritual position. The beautiful woman with Qingshui Furong was as beautiful as water. She couldn't tell whether she was expecting Chu Tian to be killed by a random knife or hoped that she could escape. Even Muxiang in front of the tablet could not see the tendency to burn.

The smoke was floating, filling the side hall.

After more than a dozen consecutive attacks, such huge waves were surging. Compared to the crazy attacks of these people like these people struggling to death, Chu Tian showed a stronger and more powerful side. His sword was extremely dangerous and powerful. Facing the enemy attacked, Chu Tian often counterattacked with more fierce moves.

Every time the sword passes, an enemy must have screamed and fell down. He either died at Chu Tian's feet or screamed and fell out. The splashed blood dyed the marble floor aurora, but the enemy was fierce enough that someone immediately made up for the position when dragging away the corpse of his companion.

Chu Tian could see that this group was really loyal.

However, it is also true that ignoring Master Tianzang's announcement and the royal family's detention of Jinggong is enough to show their loyalty. Chu Tian has to admire Jinggong Masako. It is much more difficult to have two hundred loyalists these days than two hundred masters. Masters may retreat in times of crisis, but loyalists will not.

The sword light was fierce, and there was another cruel battle.

Chu Tian once tried to kill outside the door, but soon found that it was a stupid way of playing. Two hundred elite soldiers gathered within twenty meters. The difficulties and fierceness caused by the enemy on all sides were almost hugged by a sumo wrestler. That was a life-threatening attack method.

Thinking about the scene of being held by a big man and falling to the ground and then slashing in random swords, Chu Tian couldn't help but shivered. The reality told him that there were at least ten sumo wrestlers with a tonnage, holding machetes and eyeing him. What's even more, six or seven red dots swaying at the door, which were sniper rifles.

"Prince, you are so cruel."

Chu Tian knew that Japan was a country with very strict gun management. It only allowed the Self-Defense Forces, police, security departments and other institutions to use guns. The civilians never allowed to possess guns, and even the official management was very strict. However, the prince transferred a lot of guns tonight and was determined to kill.

Looking at the sharp lines of defense and the narrow space, Chu Tian knew that even if he reached the door, he might be shot by a sniper because he was exhausted. So he fought hard and could only return to his original position, still leaning against the wall, but his strength was exhausted a lot.

During this period, he kicked seven or eight machetes and shot four guys with guns.

I'm afraid Master Tianzang will have a headache in this situation.

Chu Tian muttered slightly, secretly teasing to cushion his emotions.

Jinggong Masako sat more than ten meters behind Chu Tian, ​​and her long skirt was also stained with splashed blood, like red plum blossoms. She could hear Chu Tian’s breathing sounds, so she chuckled softly: "Young Marshal, if you killed forty or fifty of us, you must be very tired, right?"

Chu Tian looked calm and did not respond, but a ripples appeared in his heart. I don’t know what happened tonight, but his body became lazy and tired. He couldn’t get much interest in fighting and killing. He wanted to have fun and find a woman or two to hire on the battlefield on the bed.

After feeling his mind rippling, Chu Tian immediately bit his lip.

The pain restored him to the clear light. He tried to find the reason for his laziness, but the enemy did not give him any time. He rushed forward while he was distracted. Chu Tian's eyes stormed, and the sword slashed forward, instantly slashing two powerful warriors, but a scar was also cut from his arm with the knife.

Bloody!

Chu Tian ignored it and still waved his sword to kill the enemy like lightning. In a blink of an eye, more than ten people fell down at his feet, but the speed and number of attacks by the enemy continued to increase, giving people a feeling of endless killing. Chu Tian's long sword was still flashing like a splendid light, without any sign of ruthlessness.

This manifestation of viciousness of treating life like grass made all those who participated in the attack feel scared. They are not afraid of charge or death, but they die like this but are unwilling to die. Just when Chu Tian killed an enemy again, a delicate figure shot out from behind.

The samurai sword in her hand sealed the Hongming sword, and her left sleeves were flying.

She pressed Chu Tian hard to the heart. Chu Tian looked up and his body was shocked: "Yui?"

The person who came here was fragile and fragile, his long hair was half scattered on his face to cover his intoxicating face, his body was filled with all the fragrance of Yui Chuan, and even his figure was as soft as boneless. At first glance, it was easy to recognize Yui Chuan, but Chu Tian quickly found that he had made a wrong judgment.

This is a woman in a similar shape.

"Play this trick again!!!"

Although Chu Tian recognized the other party one or two seconds apart, the fake Yui used this gap to put his left hand close to Chu Tian's heart. Of course, Chu Tian could not let the other party attack. He flipped his palm and made a deafening sound of wind, pressing towards the woman's palm to meet him.

The force on Chu Tian's palm was like a huge wave, and immediately blew away the other party's sleeves, like a sail, showing the slender jade hand of a woman in white. She saw a slightly silvery flesh-colored glove on her left hand, holding her palm into a fist, with a sharp force, like a gun or a sword.

"The moves are not afraid of getting old, as long as they are effective."

Prince Jinggong said lightly: "Who told you to recite Yui?"!~!


Chapter completed!