Chapter 1673

The sword God does not allow himself to make any mistakes.

If you can weaken Xiao Chen, he will try his best to weaken and will not give Xiao Chen any chance.

It would be better if we could win without fighting.

He is still the sword God and the invincible sword God.

After all, the sword God has been in the first position for a long time. He always worries that he may lose.

If you think too much, you should naturally care more about your perfection.

"I'm looking forward to it."

The big snake smiled: "the God of war of Yama resurrected and was killed again. The leader of Xiao Meng died in the Japanese daoshen city. From then on, the martial arts of Japan will shock the world."

He believed in the strength of Murakami.

Also believe in the strength of those warriors in sword city.

Even if Xiao Chen is very powerful and kills one by one, it is estimated that his hands will be soft at that time. How can he continue.

In the sword God City, twenty-five people including Xiao Chen have been surrounded.

Countless figures are moving around. There are countless people, but there should be tens of thousands.

"Do it."

Xiao Chen lit a cigarette and walked forward.

At the moment he ordered, the emperor moved, Jun moye moved, the lone wolf moved and the ghost knife moved.

Twenty people in Tiangang also moved.

Xiao Chen and Bai Qi didn't move.

The two men just walked forward at a leisurely pace.

The killing has begun.

After the sublimation of the last war, the strength of Huangtian and others soared.

Huangtian himself, in particular, has entered the king level.

Although it's far from those old guys.

But these sundries in front of him can't stop him at all.

He drove ahead alone.

Twenty people in Tiangang broke the back.

Ghost sword, Jun moye and lone wolf guard both sides.

Screams kept ringing.

The whine is constantly generating.

Xiao Chen's eyes are cold and heartless.

There can be no sympathy for the enemy.

He knows this very well.

Sympathy may be in exchange for your own destruction.

After he pretended to be dead, he saw a lot of things.

Also saw a lot of people.

"What's the matter? Why are these people so strong?"

The warriors were terrified.

I didn't expect that they had suffered heavy losses before Xiao Chen made a move.

Ghost knife is a black knife. You will see blood when you hand it. It has already been dyed red.

All the people who died by his knife were cut through their throats with one knife, without exception.

Jun moye is the best at boxing and feet, and learned the nine volume leg technique from Xiao Chen.

The leg technique is unparalleled.

Huangtian has a long sword in his hand. It uses the ancestral sword technique of the royal family. The long sword is snowy, natural and powerful.

The lone wolf is like a wolf, full of weapons.

Countless people were knocked to the ground.

Countless people fell in a pool of blood and screamed.

The remaining twenty people in Tiangang formed a battle array, just like a king, and their combat power was even stronger than the emperor.

As the arrow of this battle.

Zhang Qi's fighting style is very much like Xiao Chen.

It's no coincidence. This guy has been imitating Xiao Chen.

But in a moment, there were dead bodies on the road.

Xiao Chen and Bai Qi easily entered the inner city of daoshen city.

All the warriors were stunned.

The so-called bushido spirit is hardly worth mentioning in front of powerful and terrible opponents.

They're scared.

Because I can't see any hope.

I can't stop it!

I can't stop it!

Too strong. These people are not humans at all. They are monsters.

It's the devil!

When Xiao Chen finished smoking a cigarette, he looked behind him, leaving only despair and sadness.

He was indifferent and moved on.

He had given these people a chance and told them to leave.

But these people have to stay. If so, they can't blame them for their ruthlessness.

Lit a second cigarette.

The killing continues.

Xiao Chen walked forward as if taking a walk. He didn't shoot, not once, because the enemy couldn't reach him at all.

The enemy's attack could not reach him.

As for how many people were killed.

He's not interested in paying attention.

For him, he is just a number.

"When you're tired, take a break and let Bai get up."

There are too many enemies, and they are not simple people.

The worst is also a master.

Although such opponents will not be able to kill them, they can definitely drag them to death.

After all, fighting takes effort.

"Yes!"

They returned, opened the bottle and drank the nutrient solution prepared by Huaxian for them.

It's very hard to drink.

But it's really a big tonic.

It is estimated that you can fully recover in less than ten minutes.

For nothing.

The God killing King Baiqi is the real God killing.

He also uses a sword. Under his sword, human life is like grass mustard.

If it weren't for the support of bushido spirit, I'm afraid those warriors would have escaped long ago.

Baiqi is not only strong, but also has sufficient physical strength.

Seeing fewer and fewer enemies, seeing the pavilion at the core of daoshen city getting closer and closer.

He smiled grimly.

It feels like cutting grass.

Is there no decent opponent?

"You'd better come. It's too boring."

Bai Qi stopped.

Jun moye and others took over.

Huangtian didn't do it.

Because there are not many people, almost not enough for Tiangang to clean up.

As Huangtian and Baiqi, they rest and prepare for war in case of the past.

Since the sword God can be said to be unscrupulous, it is difficult to determine whether the sword God will have any tricks.

The whole daoshen city has a population of 300000.

About 50000 people really took part in the battle.

Today, death or injury.

The wounded also completely lost their combat effectiveness.

It's a shame.

Great shame.

He was killed and killed so many people.

This is more humiliating than the last time the king of Yutian Dao was killed by the God of war of Yama.

Because that time, Yutian was united with other countries.

And fighting outside.

But this time, it was in Japan, in daoshen city.

You know, daoshen city is the symbol of martial arts in Japan.

Isn't this equal to directly shining on the Japanese people's face?

If this war is to spread, it will certainly make Xiao Meng's reputation higher and make the deterrence of the God of war of Yama more terrible.

Japan was disgraced and the martial arts fell.

Was trampled on the ground.

Of course, Xiao Chen doesn't care about this. His reputation is big enough. He doesn't care at all.

All he wants is to wipe out these ambitious guys.

Of course, this is just the beginning.

Killing daoshen village is the key to the complete fall of Japanese martial arts.

Countless people stared at the direction of the sword city and prayed.

Pray that their gods can kill demons.

In the deepest attic of daoshen city.

The snake is watching the war.

There's no surveillance here, so I can't see it.

But you can hear reports from outside.

His face grew darker and darker.

The expression is getting more and more nervous.

"No way, he didn't do it? His men took care of all of us?

Fart, it's impossible. "

The snake became more and more frightened. Even daoshen Murakami couldn't calm him down completely.

I'm also a little nervous.

His eyes were cold: "Murakami, have you figured it out? Let's work together, otherwise, once you lose, your Japanese country will lose face."