In the hall, everyone's eyes were focused on the two people.

He kept calling out to his father, but Keikada Kenji's eyes were full of fierce light.

Holding the hilt of the sword in his right hand tightly, and holding the hilt with his left hand on the scabbard.

The thumb of the left hand pushed open a gap, revealing the sharp blade with the sudden cold light inside.

He was still, like a stone sculpture.

Seeing Tang Yi smashing the scabbard towards him, his right hand moved in a flash.

"Swoosh!"

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the cold light flashed for a moment, and it was accurately penetrated into the scabbard again.

The wooden scabbard that had just attacked his face fell to the ground and broke into three sections.

That's right, it's three sections.

The neat cutout means that it was split by a knife.

He swung two swords in an instant. Although this guy was ugly, he was very powerful.

Such superb sword skills won the applause of the guys behind him.

Although there is only one move in the sword drawing technique, it is enough to be fatal, especially in the era of cold weapons, the steady and accurate attack moves are still unpredictable.

"Yes, my good son still has some skills."

After looking at the three scabbards on the ground, Tang Yi sneered.

Although he was full of contempt, Tang Yi was very serious in his heart.

Over the years, he has been fighting everywhere, and he understands the price behind his carelessness.

Take every crisis seriously, and Tang Yi also knows that this kid is not simple.

Although it only has one move, it has been passed down for a hundred years, so it naturally has its subtlety.

Compared to the Japanese devil Heikira who I met before, this guy's sword technique is obviously not on the same level as him.

There are quite a few talents in a small place, but unfortunately none of these so-called talents are on the right path.

Tang Yi narrowed his eyes. He was not in action, but just held the long blade in his hand.

If you fight with such an opponent, you may not have too much time to show up.

One blow is fatal, and the opponent is waiting there.

After walking two steps left and right, he was as motionless as a mountain without any flaws.

If you are aggressive, I am afraid the scabbard just now will be your own price.

"No wonder I have to scold people. It turns out that I want to anger me. Another one is waiting for my work. The Japanese devils are quite smart, but I am not fooled."

Since there is no chance, Tang Yi will not rush forward stupidly.

He raised his middle finger at Kameda Jian Er, and Tang Yi turned around and left.

Such a state immediately made Kenji Kameda suddenly stunned.

Because in the challenge of the warrior, taking the knife means agreeing to the duel, and no one turned around and left.

Whoever can't hold back first will take action. This guy is better, and he strides towards the door and leaves.

"Stop him!"

Sword drawing is not a choice for mobile combat, and what you are best at is the sudden difficulty of sitting opposite each other.

Kameda Jianji shouted hurriedly, and several apprentices behind him rushed over with their swords.

Tang Yi, who originally wanted to stop this unruly guy, didn't want to turn his back to them, and a smirk flashed across the corner of his mouth.

"Do you want to stop me?"

Tang Yi suddenly turned around and the long blade in his hand flashed cold light.

Perhaps he did not have the persistence of Kameda Sword for twenty years, but mobile combat is the right existence on the battlefield.

The long blade flew and shook out the sword flowers.

The disciples didn't understand, and the sharp blade had already stabbed against their bodies.

In order not to cause death, it will cause unnecessary trouble.

When Tang Yi attacks, he will show mercy.

Either pierce their clothes with the tip of a sword or hit their faces with the back of a knife.

The figures flashed, and screams came one after another.

The waiter who was lying behind the bar with his eyes exposed could not help but applaud.

He didn't see clearly how Tang Yi did it, as if he didn't see how Kameda Jian Er cut his two swords.

But compared to the three-section scabbard falling on the ground, these Japanese devils were beaten by Tang Yi, which was so miserable.

He fell to the ground, with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.

The clothes all over his body were the same as those who beg for food.

This made the three guys hiding not far away laugh.

Their people didn't rush up because they had seen Tang Yi's ability just now.

Now everyone is the same. They were laughed at just now and they felt much more peaceful.

"Just this is the ability, I dare..."

Looking at the Japanese devils upside down on the ground, Tang Yi sneered.

But just before he finished speaking and the second half of the sentence was still in his mouth, a murderous aura suddenly came from behind.

"not good!"

It was a secret cry, so Tang Yi hurriedly rushed forward, and at the same time twisted his waist in the air and looked back.

"Swoosh..."

The sound of breaking through the air came, and a cold light flew past Tang Yi's body.

I don’t know when Kameda Jianji, who had secretly moved behind Tang Yi, suddenly launched a sneak attack.

The sharp blade cut off Tang Yi's clothes on his left arm.

Blood splattered, and Tang Yi turned over and jumped up at the same time.

"The Japanese devils are indeed as despicable as ever!"

I looked at the wound on my left arm. My clothes were torn, but the wound was not too deep.

"Dad, I am your son!"

The knife was sheathed, and Kameda Kenji roared with a treacherous smile on his face.

But he thought the Chinese sarcasm and insults were really funny.

Especially the waiter, he even covered his mouth because his condition was so strange.

"My son beat me, I really should teach you a lesson. I lay there like a toad. Do you really think I can't control you?"

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Tang Yi's eyes.

This guy is so arrogant. If you don’t teach him some lessons today, I’m sorry for calling him dad.

He kicked the chair beside him with his right foot and smashed it directly at Kenji Kameda.

At the same time, Tang Yi shook the long blade in his hand and slashed in the direction he wanted to avoid.

"clang!"

Everything was completed instantly. Just as Kameda Jian Er turned around to avoid the chair, Tang Yi's sword also arrived.

Seeing that he was about to be hit, he raised his right hand and a cold light flashed across Tang Yi's face.

The sword blade he originally held in his hand was cut off from the middle, and for a second, he was about to stab Tang Yi.

"It's better to have a good knife."

Looking at the half blade that fell to the ground, Tang Yi said coldly.

This guy reacted well, especially the speed of drawing his sword.

At this moment, Tang Yi suddenly had a plan.

A sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth, and the broken knife in his right hand slashed at Kameda Kenji again.

It's so fast that it's like a meteor, but how could such a broken knife make Kameda Jianji scared?

The long blade in his hand was pulled and the sword drawing technique was used again.

Seeing that Tang Yi's long blade was about to be cut off again, Tang Yi's left foot suddenly took a step forward.

"Clang! Whoosh!"

The sound of the golden sound rang out again, and the broken knife that had not been left was cut off again.

But at this moment, Tang Yi suddenly raised his left foot strangely, followed by the sound of breaking through the air. Tang Yi was going to use this broken knife to cut through the defense of the sword drawing technique today.

(End of this chapter)

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