Just when Yuan Siyu was fighting with Yamamoto Orochi and Yamamoto Taishun were hard to distinguish, a few erratic figures appeared in a small alley next to him. The leader was Leng Bing Shizong wearing a bronze mask, and next to him was Uncle Feng with a strange face.

While listening to the people who came, they ordered them to continue to detect.

But Shi Zong did not speak anymore, feeling this battle of the peak power of the king. He knew that if he attacked, there would be only a dead end. No matter it was Yamaguchi or Yuan Siyu, he was no match for him.

The strength of these people has exceeded the judge's expectations, so at this moment, he was just waiting quietly, waiting for the best moment to take action, and handing over all the decision to Uncle Feng beside him.

With the power of one person, Yuan Siyu was already unable to bear the burden, let alone the combination of two god-like masters. Yamamoto Orochi was aroused and roared violently, while Yamamoto Taishen was gloomy and cold. Every time he took action, he was a fatal rush of killing, and he wanted to separate Yuan Siyu's corpse without suppressing it.

There was no gap for a breath. Yuan Siyu's soul music Water and Fire Chapter was used continuously - the water dragon and the fire dragon, which had appeared in the air and had formed a blending. The elements in the air instantly became boiling, like boiling water rolling in soup, and the "chi chi" sounds stirred up, turning dozens of nearby warriors into corpses that rolled on the ground and screamed.

Even the two gods were beyond the reach of this kind of power. The original power that Yuan Siyu stimulated since childhood, coupled with the soul music of the body and veins, merged with each other at this moment, and the energy emitted was indeed a bit scary.

"Snake transformed—" His snake also transformed, and the snake became like paper, swimming in the air, entangled with the dragon transformed by Yuan Siyu. If you look up at this moment, you can see the most dazzling battle between dragons and snakes.

The black mist and the burning eyes were blazing here, like colorful clouds, blooming half of the sky. The Shi Zong, who was hiding beside him, clenching his fists with his hands tightly, as if he was also stimulated by this energy, and he was breathing deeply. Before the war began, he had already risen with an unparalleled fighting spirit.

Taking advantage of the moment when the dragon and snake were intertwined, Yamamoto Tajik's long sword slashed down, and he heard him shouting: "Flying Sky Slash--" Yes, this Flying Sky Slash is the evolutionary type of Flying Sky Slash, and he is the only one in the Yamamoto family who can use it. He reaches the realm of power and breaks through the air, and the powerful sword energy that breaks through the air fills the sky above Yokohama.

A dragon, a snake, a knife, fight into a ball.

Yuan Siyu was attacked on both sides. He was powerful and powerful. Facing the sword aura that was radiating in the sky, the five-clawed golden dragon's tail had already roared and flashed. The scales emitted a golden light, and the sword aura had been broken, making a "thunderous" sound on the illusory dragon, but it did not hurt him at all.

The slash had already failed, and Yamamoto's sword changed its stabbing force again. Ling Bi Feitian's stabbing industry had been using its energy for a hundred years, and it was suddenly rising.

This Lingbi Flying Sky Thorn is the essence of Yamamoto Taishen's lifelong life. It combines the samurai sword and ninja transformation. Twenty years ago, he had not yet mastered it. At this moment, he was full of hatred and flew towards Yuan Siyu's dragon body and rushed towards him.

The snake cannot fight with the dragon in the end. The descendants of the Heavenly Dynasty's dragons are not comparable to those of the snakes in the small island country. The Yamata Orochi is covered in blood and reborn, but he also retreats step by step. Yuan Siyu sensed the killing of this sword aura and turned around in anger. The claws have become fists and are moving forward in a hurry.

The knife and the fist collided with each other and made a few loud "pa" sounds. Yuan Siyu's clear voice had already sounded: "Go to die!"

The fist had already penetrated into the protection range of the knife energy and hit Yamamoto's chest firmly. Its ferocious face appeared with blood. It seemed that no matter how powerful the power of cultivation was, it could not block the power of the divine dragon.

But Yamamoto's Orochi had already rushed from behind, and its eight legs had turned into eight spears. At this moment, it pierced the dragon-shaped protective energy, and Yamamoto, who was injured but not dead, seemed to be aroused by the aura. The long sword swirled in his hand and had already flew up.

"Cyclone sword force - kill!"

They were killing each other, and if they were careless, they would kill each other with one move. Yuan Siyu's domineering body moved in the opposite direction and avoided the six-legged thorns, but the seventh and eighth thorns were barely blocked with their arms. A kind of pain spread to the heart and lungs, and the arms were covered with blood.

"Damn it—" This pain further stimulated the emergence of Yuan Siyu's extreme yang body power. Yuan Siyu forgot the world, time, and himself. In his heart, he was just angry and killed.

The dragon's shape changed and became himself. Yuan Siyu's arms were bloody, which made Yamamoto Tajiri and Yamamoto Taishen happy. They ignored the scars on their bodies. They were desperate to attack and did not give Yuan Siyu a chance to breathe.

Yuan Siyu knew that he had no way to win by being entangled by these two people. At this moment, the Ghost Guard had already opened his bloody path and slowly went further and further. Looking at Yamamoto's crazy appearance and venting his sword energy, he even killed his own samurai, and knew that there was no possibility of giving up today.

Blood was flowing, but the fighting spirit was rising. Faced with the super powerful existence of the two in the world, Yuan Siyu had put aside all his thoughts, and had only one belief, that is, fight, and fight.

"He can't support it immediately, kill him!" The six black beads bracelets were held in the hand of Yamamoto Taishen, and they were threatening coldly. Yamamoto Orochi gritted his teeth and looked at Yamamoto Taishen with a grudge and attacked him with a desperate attempt. This was his lifeline. The six black beads represent his destiny.

Uncle Feng was overjoyed. He looked at Yuan Siyu who was getting weaker and weaker, and his eyes were filled with gloomy and wildness. Faced with the encounter between the two masters in the world, he could still hold on to this level. This kind of power did make him see it, but the fear became stronger and stronger.

However, he will undoubtedly die today. Even if he can escape the attacks of Yamamoto Taishen and Yamata Orochi, there is a sharp and untamed Shizong here.

But there was something he neglected. Shi Zong was not his subordinate. Shi Zong was not ready to take action, but when he saw the black Yamamoto Taishen holding the black Yamamoto artifact, there was already a fire burning in his heart. This was his mission this time.

Yuan Siyu's power is a god-level one. Even Yamamoto's hundreds of years of practice cannot match. When he took advantage of the strong attack of Yamamoto's Orochi attacking Yuan Siyu, he was pulled out more than ten meters with one kick, hitting heavily on the stone wall, and then vomiting blood.

But before he stood up, a quiet figure flashed past his eyes.

Shi Zong finally couldn't stand this temptation. Without Uncle Feng's notice, he had already taken action to snatch the artifact. In his opinion, as long as the artifact is, as for whether these people are dead or alive, it has nothing to do with him.

"Bagata--" Although he was injured, Yamamoto Taisha's vigilance was not lost. With his hand moving and spinning, the artifact in his hand disappeared and asked at Shi Zong, "Who are you?"

Of course, this person would not be Yuan Siyu's person. He knew this in his heart without asking.

Shi Zong was shocked. He did not expect that such a sneak attack could not get the artifact. He thought that he had miscalculated the calculations, but at this moment he could no longer retreat. He had already killed him without saying a word. As long as he killed this old man, the artifact would be his.

Uncle Feng, who was hiding beside him, sighed heavily. This time, the Shizong ruined his major event. Because without the help of Yamamoto Taishen, the true body of Yamamoto Orochi could not fight against Yuan Siyu at all. If he snatched it at this time, wouldn’t it help this kid’s great favor? How could he retrieve the spirit stone?

But even though he thought about it, he was irreversible. The phone in his hand had been unplugged. Yamamoto Izuo was waiting for his news?

Without the help of Yamamoto Taishen, Yuan Siyu's pressure was greatly reduced when he fought against Yamamoto Orochi. Although he didn't know whether the person with the bronze mask was an enemy or a friend, he was still grateful.

Yamata Orochi immediately increased the pressure and screamed in anger, but the heart of the sword was rumbling endlessly. More wounds immediately appeared on the human-headed snake's body, and blood continued to flow.

Yamamoto was also very angry. The mysterious masked man suddenly appeared for the Yamamoto artifact in his hand. He couldn't help but be surprised, because the Yamamoto artifact was the biggest secret of the Yamamoto family in three hundred years. At this moment, it seems that someone has learned it, otherwise how could he come to grab the six-bead artifact?

He was already very injured, and his energy was extremely aggressive at this moment, and his body trembled. The knife in his hand had lost the sharp breath he had used to. However, the Master Sect was eager for a magic weapon, so he would not give him a chance. He had the same iron gloves on his hand and attacked rapidly. The power of thunder made Yamamoto retreat again and again.

A little accidentally, the finger force of the iron gloves had penetrated his chest, causing blood rain, which made his physical strength even worse.

"Take the Yaqi artifact and spare you all the time!"

"Dream—" Yamamoto Takami shouted coldly and shouted loudly: "Flying Sky Slash!"

If there is no physical decline, Shi Zong will not be able to take the Flying Sky Slash at all. Even if he barely takes it, he will be severely injured. Unfortunately, the strength of this sword is completely lost. Shi Zong has already grasped the blade with his iron fist gloves, and a heavy punch hits again. Yamamoto Taisha had already flew away and landed on the ground again.

He had no way to summon Yamao Orochi, because he could not have a clone when fighting with that young man at this moment.

"Master Father!" With a scream, several powerful samurai appeared beside him. Yamamoto Isho had already appeared behind him, helping Yamamoto Taishen with an angry look on his face, facing Shi Zong in front of him.

Yamamoto Takami was happy, but he never expected that the long sword moved in the opposite direction, and at this moment, he took advantage of the darkness to penetrate his chest silently and penetrated his body from behind.
Chapter completed!