Chapter 1261

As Yang Chen guessed, the primary target of these ninjas is the imprisoned Fujita XIONGCHUN and Nakamoto Dajiang and others.

A large number of people poured into the detention room.

The rest is outside, attracting attention.

In the blink of an eye, night fire and Yang Cao fight together with these ninjas.

The whereabouts and attack methods of these ninjas are extremely strange, which makes people unable to defend.

The soldiers led by Yang Cao and yehuo are not from the Dragon teeth or Shura hall. They are just soldiers sent by special forces. Facing these Japanese ninjas, they don't have an advantage.

They're gun experts, master fighters. However, in the face of Japanese ninjas who are good at assassination and close combat, they are still hard to resist, and some even lie in a pool of blood.

Of course, no matter how fast the Japanese ninja is, it's hard to avoid being hit by bullets.

The battle continued, with each side winning or losing.

Ye Xin has already rushed out, valiant and valiant, dressed in white, just like a fighting fairy in heaven, rushing into the Japanese ninja hidden in the night, grabbing the knife with both hands and using it at the same time, reaping life by life!

In the dark, a figure stood still.

Yang Chen looks at him like a mountain.

All around them, the war was raging, but it did not affect them at all.

The man laughed, "Dragon King! My master once told me that you may be the strongest person in China! And I, the best of my master's disciples, am honored to compete with the Dragon King

Yang Chen cold voice way: "I have no nobody under the knife!"

The man sneered and took out the sword in his hand. The cold light came out from the blade, which made people feel goose bumps!

It's a good knife, which can be seen only from the pressing cold.

"I am... Pendaoyilang, because the knife in my hand is as fast as a horse! No one can stop my sword. In Japan, my name is Ben Dao Ichiro. This is the name given to me by my master, and it's also the name I came out with! Dragon King! Draw the sword Ben Dao Yi Lang's eyes are full of fighting spirit.

Ben Dao Ichiro?

Yang Chen sneered and drew out a dagger with his backhand.

This dagger is often used by special forces. It's made of special alloy. It's extremely sharp and hard. It's the best choice for close combat.

Ben Dao Ichiro saw the dagger in Yang Chen's hand and couldn't help getting angry, "Dragon King! Don't deceive people too much! "

Yang Chen doesn't know this words thus rise, a burst of frown, stare at to rush knife a Lang.

Ben Dao Yi Lang angrily put the Dao back into the scabbard and said angrily, "what I cultivate is to run to the first class. The Dao in my hand is made by the Japanese master of Dao casting with painstaking efforts. It's called Ben Dao. I created my own school. These disciples are all my disciples! I have the strongest record. I once cut off 376 heads with a knife. Over the years, I have a total of 5376 people, and I have decapitated 3112 people! My achievements are extremely brilliant. Compared with those of the Dragon King, they are no worse! You are insulting me to fight with a dagger

Yang Chen listened to, feel to rush knife one Lang brain problem, cold hum a way: "a dagger is enough, you want to fight then fight, don't so much nonsense!"

It's ridiculous that Ben Dao Ichiro compares his achievements with Yang Chen!

Yang Chen just doesn't say, satisfied the arrogance of this Japanese.

"Baga road!" Ben Dao Yilang scolded angrily. He couldn't keep his politeness and gentleness any longer. He pulled out his knife and said in a cold voice: "Dragon King! Today I'll let you have a taste of the power of Japanese tolerance! "

Yang Chen clenched the dagger and stared at Ben Dao Yilang: "sorry! I've never heard of the name of bendaoyilang! "

"I'll show you what I'm good at today! Baga Ben Dao Yilang roared and rushed up.

Because it's a ninja, Ben Dao Ichiro is dark all over. He only shows the position of his eyes. He flashes in the dark and rushes to Yang Chen in an instant.

At the moment of his hands, he hid the flashing cold sword behind him. At the moment when he rushed to Yang Chen, he got it in front of him. With a flash of cold light, he slashed at Yang Chen.

Yang Chen doesn't fear at all, and rushes towards Ben Dao Ichiro.

Ding!

instant.

The light of the knife flickered.

One point set.

The positions of the two men were reversed.

Ben Dao Ichiro also held the knife and made a posture after chopping.

And Yang Chen, the body stands upright, just like a strong pine.

At this moment, as if all the fighting around had disappeared, there were only two of them left in the world.

The silence is terrible.

"Hum!"

I don't know who snorted and broke the terrible silence.

Tick!

The sound of water falling on the stone slab is particularly harsh.

Yang Chen turns around slowly and looks at Ben Dao Yilang.

Ben Dao Yi Lang's body shakes, supports his body with a knife, and looks at Yang Chen in disbelief.

"This... This is impossible!" Ben Dao Ichiro said in horror.

Tick!

Tick!

Blood flows down from pendao Ichiro and falls on the stone slab, as if the hourglass of his life is counting down.

Yang Chen shakes his arm, throws off the blood on the dagger and says: "nothing is impossible. Your knife... Is too slow!"

"Poof!" Ben Dao Yilang spat out a mouthful of blood.

His name is Ben Dao Yilang. He is the first-class man of Ben Dao. What he is most proud of is fast Dao, just like thunder!

Now, it's said that it's too slow!

This... Is hard for him to accept.

But that's what happened.

Yeah!

Blood gushed out from his neck, chest, arms and so on.

It can be seen that at the moment just now, Yang Chen not only blocked the attack of Ben Dao Ichiro, but also caused fatal damage to him at the moment when he was close.

The most lethal is the artery in the neck.

Chest just scratch, Yang Chen didn't have time to stab into the heart of Ben Dao Ichiro.

Ben Dao Yi Lang covers his neck hard to prevent the blood from flowing out. However, with his excitement and intense exercise, his heart is like a pump, constantly gushing the blood from the wound.

Ben Dao Yilang wanted to support himself with a knife, but he couldn't support himself at all. He suddenly fell to the ground.

"Cough!" Ben Dao Ichiro stares at Yang Chen and wants to say something, but his mouth is full of blood foam and he coughs.

In his mouth and nose, it's all blood!

Yang Chen went to the front, picked up the sword, looked up and down carefully, nodded and said: "the sword is good, but it's a pity that people's skills are not good!"

"Poof!"

When he heard this, he was angry. Another mouthful of blood came out, and he was almost killed on the spot.

Yang Chen sees to rush knife Yi Lang vomit blood, sneer a, shake head a way: "even if you don't die here today, lifetime also have no qualification to become my opponent! I don't know who your master is. In my opinion, only one person in the whole Japanese nation is qualified to be my opponent! That's beiliuchuan Yimu! "

Hearing this name, Ben Dao's eyes widened and his face was not willing to... Breath, completely cut off!