Tokugawa Takuma’s body rotates for a week, but his face hasn’t turned back yet. The blade has hit twice, and there is almost no gap. This village is like a round knife in his hand. After the semicircle is attacked, it will continue to attack.
The blade is almost stuck to Nangong Language Lun, which makes her breathless. The first knife has broken most of her defenses, and the second knife can be hard to resist so quickly.
Nangong Yulun is very aware of her physical condition. In Gregory I, the green flame hurt her foundation. The healer can heal the flesh, but this kind of injury is difficult to recover without half a year’s rest. Every time I exercise my soul, I will feel hot and illusion, which is even more difficult to greatly weaken my strength.
Before the game, she agreed that it was actually her intention. It is very difficult for her to defeat Tokugawa Tuoxiang by frontal attack. If it is a protracted war, it will be even worse for her.
Letting the other side attack itself sounds like it’s a loss? However, Nangong Yulun knows very well in his heart that his body is tough, which is the characteristic of Tu nationality’s martial arts. Everything is unbreakable, and he can win if he survives his opponent’s strongest move, which is simply very beneficial to himself.
However, even in the face of Tokugawa Takuyama’s attack, his strength still exceeded Nangong Yulun’s prediction.
This second knife was thunderous, but it was still fierce. Nangong Yulun was knocked down and flew out to blink and hit the shield.
Qi and blood are tumbling, and the insides are trembling. Nangong Language Lun can’t stop spitting blood, but he still doesn’t check the injury. The last type of Tokugawa Tuoxiang strikes again.
After the second knife was chopped, Tokugawa Tuoxiang’s body spun at a high speed, which made the gas have a little buoyancy for him, such as a helicopter ascending to heaven. His village was a propeller, and he followed Nangong Yulun to the edge of the shield.
Eventually, the body rolled together, and the blade of the village was like a galaxy falling for nine days, and it was unstoppable and split to the top of Nangong Yulun’s head.
There is no doubt that this knife will split itself in half if it cuts itself.
It is most appropriate for Nangong Language Lun to think of Japanese knife method and Japanese defense moves to crack.
In the shocking scene, Nangong Yulun put his hands above his head and patted them together. He tried his best to adjust his strength and wanted to capture Tokugawa’s village. This move of "hand in hand with a white blade" is exactly what the Japanese used to do. It is so dangerous that few people would choose to do it.
"Hoo!"
It was the blade that split the breath sound, but when the sound came to an abrupt end, it seemed to stop. Tokugawa Tuo Township rolled into a ball and relied on a Tatsu Yamashiro to support itself. The Nangong Language Lun’s hands were folded with the blade in their palms, and the exposed tip was less than an inch away from her forehead.
Blood flowed from her palm, and her body kept shaking. Every few shakes, she would spit out one mouthful blood.
"oh! ! ！”
The off-site audience gasped and didn’t guess that Nangong Yulun would block the thunder like this.
Applause Tokugawa Takuyama finally relaxed and stood on the ground again. He slowly withdrew his village and opened his hands. They were a knife away.
"You blocked my’ Demon Knife Three Style’ and you won!" Tokugawa takuya looks as usual and can’t see any loss.
"You are strong, and you have won my respect."
Tokugawa Takuma laughed at himself. "If you don’t comfort me, my strongest move can’t break your defense, not to mention that you are still seriously injured. If you are in a prosperous state, my village will probably be broken."
Nangong Language Lun shook his head. "You underestimate your village. It already has a soul. How can it be so easily broken?"
"Soul? My Chiba village was cast by a group of ordinary craftsmen in Aichi Prefecture, Japan. Let’s talk about it again? "
"This soul is given to it by you. If you think it is alive, you give it life. Although I am nine secluded places, I have also heard the story of your family’s village. Your family called this kind of knife’ demon knife’ and’ demon’ is also life. You and your ancestors made the village alive, but you didn’t hear its thirst for blood and thirst."
"Bloodthirsty desire? My village is stained with many people’s blood and I have never seen it different. "
Say that finish Tokugawa extension township also deliberately looked at his blade Nangong language Aaron left blood.
"It is not longing for the blood of others, but for the blood of its master. I can perceive the desire of living beings and I feel it. It is your blood that longs for it."
Tokugawa Tuoxiang shook his wrist and looked at the village in front of his eyes carefully. "The village is hurting many ancestors of my family, but my village has never hurt me for so many years. Does it really want my blood?"
Nangong Yulun went on to say, "Only you, your blood sacrifice knife, can be called a demon knife and show its true face."
Tokugawa Takuya took a glance at Nangong Language Lun, and then did not hesitate to cut his wrist. Blood flowed slowly along the blade. In a short time, the whole blade with cold light was dyed red.
Suddenly, a strange smell spread, and even the audience outside felt it.
The blood no longer flows, and the blade seems to be devouring Tokugawa Takuma’s blood. The blood red has been printed on the blade.
"Bang!"
A light sound, the village is burning, but it is not a flame, but more like blood. The scene is really strange.
Tokugawa Takuma’s eyes are full of splendor, which once again lifts Chiba Murakami. He just said "You win" to Nangong Yulun, but did not say "throw in the towel". According to the rules, the game is not over yet …
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Tokugawa Takuma stabbed him again, and the Nangong Language Lun was very close, and the Nangong Language Lun was backed by the protective cover, so the knife could be retreated.
"Zi, zi, zi …"
The stream kept coming to Nangong Language Lun without dodging and Cunzheng didn’t stab her.
Chiba village is going through Nangong Yulun’s shoulder and stabbing the shield. Suddenly, the shield wall is stained with a piece of red blood, such as a drop of red ink on the water surface. The red color spreads from the tip of the knife, and most of the shields become rare and ferocious red.
At this time, the field workers looked at the shield equipment and felt nervous. They found that the energy of the shield was being swallowed up by the demon knife through brain data.
"Zizi" is not only the unstable sound of the shield.
Just as the referee was about to stop the game, Tokugawa Takuya took back his knife. He put the bright red knife flat in his hand as if he had seen it for the first time. He carefully looked at every part of the blade.
"When I was young, my father gave me this Chiba village. He told me not to forget the shame and glory of the family. The decline of the family made this Chiba village just to commemorate the Tokugawa family era that belonged to me, and it was also a wake-up call for me.
My family, I was persecuted when I was a child and left me. This village has been growing with me. When I saw it, I thought it was not that it hurt many ancestors of Tokugawa family, but that it represented the blood will of my people.
Thank you, Miss Nangong, for giving me a new understanding of the soul of the sword. The ranking of the winning game is not important to me. Even if I win the championship, I won’t make the reward artifact. I want to experience myself and make myself stronger, and you make me stronger! Come to me if you need help later. "