Miyamoto Mifune was not calm and a trace of cold sweat oozed out of his forehead, because Chu Lang's speed was really too fast, and he was almost at a level that he could not react at all. This was definitely not a sneak attack.

"Chu Lang!!! Get back! Who allowed you to do it?

It’s simply throwing away the face of our Xia Kingdom Martial Alliance and even the entire Xia Kingdom!”

"You are still a warrior. You don't even have the righteousness of a warrior. You know how to attack! I am a man from Xia and feel ashamed of you!"

Before Miyamoto Mifune could speak, Deacon Chiang jumped out and said.

This time, Miyamoto Mifuri could slap two big in the face, Damn it! Can I stop fighting?

Do you still want Chu Lang to do something?

"Sanchuan, I think you should have seen something, right?

I don't want to kill you, but some people insist on pushing you into the fire pit and insisting that I kill you."

Chu Lang withdrew his hand and shrugged.

"Thank you Chusang for showing mercy, thank you Chusang for your reminder!"

Miyamoto Mifuri suddenly realized his mind, hugged his arms and performed the rituals to Chu Lang according to the standard etiquette of Bushido in Yangguo.

Chu Lang then showed a satisfied smile and glanced at Deacon Jiang lightly.

Next, someone is in trouble.

"Chu Sang, there is another thing. Although I thank you for your grace of not killing, one code will be the same. My master will not let you go!"

Miyamoto Mifuridae.

"Well! Let Shen Meng bring the horse over with a knife! It is indeed necessary for me to fight him."

Chu Lang nodded and said.

Chu Lang was not a bloodthirsty person. When he was fighting with Miyamoto Sanfu, Chu Lang looked at Miyamoto Sanfu's arm without the blood-red eye pattern. This was not the person he was looking for. Otherwise, Chu Lang would never let Miyamoto Sanfu.

Moreover, Chu Lang had a feeling that Shenmeng Yidao was likely a member of the mysterious organization. Even if Shenmeng Yidao didn't come to find Chu Lang, Chu Lang would still look for Shenmeng Yidao.

"Deacon Jiang, I want to challenge you on behalf of Yangguo Bushido! Only the winner is determined, not life is determined!"

Miyamoto Mifuri's face turned cold and said to Deacon Chiang.

"Mr. Sanchuan, listen to my explanation... I really didn't mean to cheat you. I really didn't think about harming you. This is Chu Lang's conspiracy. Don't listen to Chu Lang's nonsense..." Deacon Jiang waved his hand in a panic, and he still glared at Chu Lang fiercely.

I originally wanted to cheat Chu Lang, but I didn't expect that Chu Lang, a bastard, would actually make a move on his own.

"Chu Lang! You bastard! I will order you as the deacon of the headquarters of the Xia Guo Martial Alliance and help me defeat Miyamoto Mifune immediately!"

Deacon Jiang's face turned pale and he said to Chu Lang anxiously.

"Deacon Chiang, don't you like to communicate with Miyamoto Mifune Bushido so much?

People are communicating with you. We are the local buns who only know the martial arts of Xia Kingdom, but we really don’t know the Bushido of Yang Kingdom.”

Chu Lang shrugged.

The communication between Miyamoto Mifune and Deacon Chiang was completely defeated. With just one move, Deacon Chiang's arm that had been interrupted by Chu Lang flew out.

But Chu Lang suddenly frowned, because Chu Lang could feel that his condition was very bad, and the spiritual power in his body was actually losing contact with him, as if something was constantly sealing his spiritual power.
Chapter completed!