He walked slowly in a standard Japanese samurai costume, wearing wooden clogs, holding a bamboo sword. If it weren't for his gloomy face, it seemed that he was about to drip ash from the pot, others would have thought that this person was the swordsman in the martial arts hall and went to the wrong place!

"Stop it!" The agents beside the president stepped forward with a serious look, but responded to them with a series of shurikens and standard ninja equipment.

The ordinary shuriken turned into a terrifying weapon in the hands of the visitor. The whistling shuriken looked like a cannonball, and in an instant it flew past the necks of the agents. The splashing blood made a hissing sound, which made people creepy. Several people's heads were even cut off and they were circling around the ground.

Connie suppressed her vomiting and helped the president run towards the wall. When the other waiters saw this cruel scene, they screamed and scattered, only the Space Administration's chief in military uniform rushed to attack people!

"It's so weak. It turns out that the so-called American sense of superiority is nothing more than that! Remember my name Miyamoto Musashi!" Name yourself with the name of the Japanese martial god, thus restraining this person's arrogance.

Miyamoto Musashi's bamboo knife flashed, and the general's head soared into the sky. The blood spurted out from the skull cavity was sprinkled on Miyamoto's face. He licked it with his tongue intoxicatedly, and said intoxicatedly: "The blood of fear is always so delicious, just like the fragrance of A Furong!"

Looking at the US president who was staggering and the little girl he was holding, Miyamoto Musashi murmured to himself: "When you reach this point, you still want to escape, it turns out that you are just an ordinary person!"

Looking at Miyamoto Musashi who was in a dim mood and came with a knife, the president laughed terrified and said in despair: "Connie, take good care of my daughter!" After that, he pushed the little girl into Connie's arms and faced Miyamoto Musashi directly.

Miyamoto Musashi smiled a little surprised and said, "I didn't expect you to have the courage!"

The president spread his hands and asked tragically: "Why? Kill me, and the humans are over!"

Miyamoto Musashi curled his lips and said, "You overestimate yourself!"

The footsteps behind were getting faster and faster, and it was obvious that the killer was approaching quickly. The president said anxiously: "Only I know the nuclear code. If I die, what will the United States use to resist aliens? You must consider it carefully. Even for your own survival, you should not kill me!"

Seeing that the other party had reached this point and was still determined to survive, Miyamoto Musashi had to admire the other party's strength in his will, but the president made a mistake in a basic premise, so all his struggles and efforts were useless.

"You don't understand our world!" Miyamoto Musashi sighed and waved his sword leisurely. In Qin Wuyang's observation, the other party's true power flowed rapidly and was about to burst, but when he killed the president, he used pure power without using a trace of true power.

When the bamboo knife reaches a certain level, a vacuum thin blade will be formed on the front edge of the bamboo knife. The extremely sharp air blade can easily cut most of the matter, and the only head is not worth mentioning!

"Is it to prevent someone from interfering? Is it really careful enough!"

Miyamoto Musashi stood with a knife, standing proudly before the pool of blood. Before the president died, the unbelievable expression on his face was still vivid in his mind. Connie hugged the little girl and screamed, hiding in the corner of the wall and shivered.

The man in white robe slowly walked into the backyard and saw the president's body at a glance. He couldn't help but frown and said, "No one has come to protect the president, which is unreasonable!"

Miyamoto Musashi said coldly: "You should stay in the passage to ensure the suddenness of the sneak attack, instead of running here to speak out!" Seeing Miyamoto Musashi's words rude, the man in white robe narrowed his eyes and said: "Are you teaching me a lesson?"

"You almost messed up our plan. What's wrong with teaching you a lesson?" Miyamoto Musashi was arrogant and unshakable. The man in white robe sneered: "The Japanese are indeed arrogant!"

"Does the indigenous peoples of the Indian subcontinent want to decide a victory or defeat with my Yamato people?" Miyamoto Musashi gently swung his long sword, and a sharp sword aura condensed on the edge of the blade, as if it was fire but not.

"May Shiva bless you!"

"Splitting the Sky!" The sword energy was instantly urged, and a sneer cut off a corner of the man's clothes in the white robe, and Miyamoto Musashi's samurai suit also shattered, blowing out a big hole.

The man in white robe instantly took out a vajra and swept out thousands of golden lights. When Miyamoto Musashi's bamboo knife twisted, the outer bamboo shell instantly cracked, revealing his true body with a flashing cold light.

The golden light and silver light were flying in the air like a pair of exercises, and the banging explosion was deafening. After three or five moves, the two stood in a relatively solemn manner. The weapon pointed at each other from afar, and Senhan's murderous aura continued to rise.

"Papapapapapapapapapa" A burst of applause came, Qin Wuyang jumped down from the wall and smiled, "Two good acting skills are really a big eye-opener!" Then he saw the two of them turning their heads and looking, he waved his hand and signaled, "Continue, continue, let me see if you are qualified to obtain a little golden man?"

Connie hugged the little girl and saw someone coming to disrupt the situation, so she bent down and slowly slipped out from the base of the wall. The three people present didn't care about her stay or not, so she let her slip into the White House again.

Miyamoto Musashi and the man in white robe were both looking at Qin Wuyang carefully. The other party came too suddenly, which made the two of them a little surprised. Moreover, although Qin Wuyang stood loose and seemed to be able to knock down with one punch, if the visitor was not sure, how could he dare to provoke the two?

Miyamoto Musashi's martial arts are constantly challenging the strong, which is also the key to why he can upgrade to the peak of the Golden Pill after entering the death space for just one mission.

Fearlessness, getting stronger and stronger as he sets his face. This is the foundation of his martial arts. It is precisely this reason that he dared to be the name of the Japanese martial god. Although Qin Wuyang's strength is unfathomable, Miyamoto Musashi, who had a knife in his hand, didn't know what fear was! After a while of examination, Miyamoto Musashi got nothing, but this was not the reason for him to retreat!

Miyamoto Musashi slowly raised his sword, which was a sword ceremony commonly used in Japanese kendo, and said respectfully: "Please give me advice!"

Qin Wuyang cracked the corner of his mouth, hooked his fingers, and looked extremely contemptuous. A hint of anger flashed in Miyamoto Musashi's eyes, and then he returned to his extreme coldness.

"Kill!" Miyamoto Musashi's figure flashed and came to Qin Wuyang and slashed head-on. This was the simplest force in swordsmanship. Even children who are new to swordsmanship can use it as if they were to use it. But Miyamoto Musashi's swordsmanship was not so simple. His figure quickly approached and divided into six figures and surrounded him in an instant.

From the outside, the character's expression and wrinkles are all exactly the same, without a half difference. This move "One Sword and Seven Kills" is the product of Miyamoto Musashi's "Clone Technique" of Ninjutsu to the extreme. Although they are all the simplest moves, a little combination of this will be an unparalleled killing move.

The sword is full of energy and the characters are not bad at all. If the enemy is confused by his own feelings, he will not be able to escape from this net of heaven and earth.

Qin Wuyang turned around leisurely, closed his palms, and clamped Miyamoto Musashi's long sword into his palm. Miyamoto Musashi's face turned red, and this kind of thing would only happen if the strength was extremely different. This was the most naked contempt for him. "Kill!" Miyamoto Musashi turned the handle of the knife and wanted to spin the blade and cut off the other party's palm.

But when the hilt of the knife twisted, he found that the blade seemed to be sandwiched between two mountains and could not move at all. The man in white robe did not pay attention to the spirit of martial arts. Seeing that something was wrong, he waved the vajra and suddenly hit Qin Wuyang's back. Before the weapon arrived, the brilliant golden light had already reached it.

Qin Wuyang slid forward with his palms, and a sharp energy came out from his palms, which was extremely sharp. Miyamoto Musashi was shocked and hurriedly turned around to avoid it. His palm inevitably released the hilt of the knife.

"Is this move called 'no knife-taking'? I'm using it pretty well!" Qin Wuyang teased Miyamoto Musashi with a pale face and said, "

Holding a knife in the back hand, he suddenly stabbed backwards, like a big gun, with endless power. In the moment of contact, the long Taidao suddenly trembled like a ribbon, easily bypassing the vajra and stabbed into the chest of the man in the white robe.

"May Shiva..."

Before the man in white robe could finish his words, the true power attached to the knife shattered his internal organs and destroyed all his vitality. The long sword was shattered into powder because he could not bear Qin Wuyang's true power.

Miyamoto Musashi swallowed the swear words back and retreated quickly until he stopped several feet away. He spread his hands and said, "We are just a misunderstanding. Please don't take action, everything can be discussed!"

The white-robed man fell to the ground, which made Miyamoto Musashi feel chill all over. His teammate with equal strength was easily killed by the enemy, and he couldn't even see the process clearly, which scared him out of fear.

The most taboo thing for those who use war to support war is to surrender and admit defeat. Once they are defeated mentally, even if they can recover from today's attack, their martial arts cultivation will not be as good as they are now!

Qin Wuyang was too lazy to speak, so he punched him directly! The momentum that seemed to collapsed a mountain, enveloped Miyamoto Musashi firmly! Under the stimulation of strong fear, Miyamoto Musashi suddenly bit his tongue, shouted loudly, took out a piece of yellow talisman paper, and pulled it into two pieces.
Chapter completed!