The Almighty Taoist of the Beautiful President

Chapter 315 Unparalleled Kendo
The dark forces under the arena have all been numb. For the girls beside Li Changan, they feel horror now.

A Lan Ruo is already frightening to death, but the beautiful woman with a big knife on her back seems to be even more powerful, and now even a little girl like a maid has shown her inhuman strength.

The person at Zhihongtang had the ugliest face, not only because he was scared, but also because he felt cheated.

No matter how frightening Lan Ruo is, it's a mental attack. If it's really not good, close your eyes, cover your ears, and maybe you can still fight if you hit me.

But this Ji Yeyue... this speed, this weird knife technique...

The dead Zhihongtang master had 76 knives on his body, each with a different angle, and 75 of them carved a line of big characters on his body: "Sell your ancestors for glory!" The last knife was the fatal blow.

At this time, the elder of Zhihong Hall gritted his teeth and trembled on the spot.

He looked at his subordinates, and the people in Zhihongtang subconsciously took a step back. The old man was furious, and finally uttered his hometown dialect: "Ge Laozi, be tough, you bastards... Zhang Kuang, you are not an old man!" How about bragging about your sword skills, you will be the next one!"

The man who was called out cried and tremblingly climbed onto the ring, holding a dragon-pattern gossip knife in his waist, he touched it four or five times before he managed to pull it out.

The leader of the Japanese Yakuza smiled contemptuously: "This is the Huaxia people. They are more ruthless than anyone else when they fight in the nest. They lose their courage when they face real masters. It is a pity that Chinese martial arts have a long history, and they have fallen so low."

That Zhang Kuang is definitely a master of swordsmanship, with a dragon-patterned sword in his hand, and a master of gossip skills. He once defeated seventeen masters in a row at the Hongmen Martial Arts Tournament in San Francisco, so he was regarded as a treasure by the Zhihongtang branch in Malaysia. He also invited them over, but he never thought that he would meet Ji Yeyue and other evil stars at the Yu Lan Basin.

Zhang Kuang managed to hold his breath, and the Dragon Pattern Saber took a stance, officially the "starting posture" in the Eight Diagrams Saber Technique.

As soon as the momentum started, Zhang Kuang finally settled down. With a jump, he advanced the bayonet and turned around to "push the window to look at the moon", and then turned into "Eight Ways of Night Fight", fully displaying the mysterious changes in the gossip sword technique, and immediately There was a burst of cheers.

The mystery of the Bagua Dao lies in the "hidden sword". In actual combat, opponents are often confused by the slow moves of the Bagua Dao. In the end, they do not know how the opponent's sword changes when they are defeated.

The so-called hidden knife means to attract but not to send out, and to hit with one blow.

Zhang Kuang knew that Ji Yeyue was fast, so he held on to the defensive, and immediately showed the magic of the "hidden sword" in the gossip sword technique.

Ji Yeyue's face was full of excitement. In her eyes, every movement of the saber master in front of her was as slow as death. I'm afraid that this guy would only be able to fight back after he made hundreds of knives in a row.

Ji Yeyue was about to go, at this moment, Li Changan below suddenly said in a deep voice: "Wait."

Ji Yeyue looked at her master.

Li Changan shook his head: "The Eight Diagrams sword technique has been lost since the death of Mr. Sun Zitang, the master of the Eight Diagrams Sect 90 years ago. I didn't expect that there would be another successor overseas. This is the essence of my Chinese martial arts. It would be a pity that this person died. Let him die."

Zhang Kuang in the field couldn't help but change his face when he heard Li Changan's words: "How do you know the name of my grand master?"

But at this time, Ji Yeyue had already activated, and with only one move, Zhang Kuang fell to his knees.

It was said to be a move, but Xiao Yeyue has already made more than 40 knives at this moment. First, he flew the crazy dragon knife, then cut dozens of holes in his body, and finally kicked him to the knees .

Zhang Kuang touched his body at this time, except for the knife cut on his clothes, he was unscathed.His expression kept changing, and suddenly he knelt down on the ring, kowtowed three times in Li Changan's direction, then grabbed his own knife, touched it for a long time, and handed it to Ji Yeyue respectfully.

Ji Yeyue took it with a frown, Zhang Kuang got up and smiled miserably, ignoring the call of Hongtang's person, his figure crossed the dark reef and disappeared on the sea.

At this moment, Zhi Hongtang's vigor was gone, and the old man could only let out a long sigh, announcing that he had surrendered.

The people in black robes from the Wesmoyer Club regretted it more than everyone else. There were too few dead people on the scene, really too few...

Holding the knife, Ji Yeyue stepped off the stage excitedly. Weiwei and the others all smiled and applauded: "Yeyue is so majestic, so powerful."

The loli maid presented the dragon pattern knife to Li Changan, but said in a low voice: "Master, that madman seems to have left something on the knife."

Li Changan turned over the Dragon Pattern Knife, and saw a line of small characters, but it was written by Zhang Kuang with his finger stained with blood: "The isolated island is floating, there are unexpected guests outside, the murderous intention is not on the island, but in the sea, remember to be careful!"

"What does that mean?" Ji Yeyue asked.

Li Chang'an smiled faintly: "This is calling the police to us. These guys have arranged traps outside the island. Hmph, after the life-and-death struggle is over, the people they secretly arranged will come to the island to kill us."

Ji Yeyue gritted her teeth: "It's really shameless."

Li Changan shook his head: "It would be strange if they weren't so shameless."

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the Obon Festival has been going on until now, and it is almost coming to an end.

Thinking about the previous sessions, which one was not entangled in this stage of life and death?The longest battle lasted seven days and seven nights, but this time, because of the inhuman strength shown by the Youth League represented by Li Changan, there was only one challenger left in the field.

The leader of the Japanese Yakuza stood up at this time, took off his coat, and changed into a samurai uniform naked on the spot. Then he took off his clogs very solemnly, knelt among the gravel, and held a handful of black Samurai sword.

"Chief!" The other Yakuza warriors shouted through gritted teeth.

The leader's face was calm, and he said coldly: "It is the highest honor for a fighter to fight against a real master under such a beautiful moonlight. Do you still want to fight with me?"

This group of warriors all understood that their combined strength was not as powerful as that of the leader alone, and the leader's actions required one person to challenge on the stage.

Anyway, if the leaders lose, then they have no chance.

The leader of the Japanese Yakuza stepped onto the boulder arena, stood barefoot on the spot, and held the famous sword "Yanfei Tenguchao" tightly in his hands.

He held the Taidao, turned his back to the direction of the bright moon, stood still, and immediately stood there like a stone.

Li Changan, who had always seemed bored, showed a dignified expression for the first time: "I never thought there would be such a master in Japanese Yakuzar!"

"Standing there like a fool, is this also called a master?" Weiwei snorted and laughed.

However, Li Chang'an smiled faintly: "This is the most difficult and most powerful 'Beichen Tengu Style' among the 'Beichen One Sword Style'. In my memory, since Chiba Shuzuo of Dongying created the North Star One Sword Style, how many talents there are?" In [-], no one has mastered the Tengu One Sword Style."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the silent Zhu Xiaohu: "Xiaohu, the battle of swordsmanship is up to you."

Zhu Xiaohu nodded, holding the mahogany sword lightly in his hand, he jumped onto the boulder arena.

The leader of Yakuza looked at the mahogany sword in her hand, put away the sword, put the famous sword "Yanfei Tiangouchao" back into the scabbard, handed it to his subordinates, and then stretched out his hand, and the subordinates brought a wooden knife.

He didn't want to take advantage of weapons.

Holding the wooden knife in his hand, the leader of the Yakuza said in a deep voice: "Xia Beichen Yidao Liu, Chiba Toichiro!"

Zhu Xiaohu's mahogany sword hung from his waist, and said in a crisp voice: "My name is Zhu Xiaohu, and I am Li Changan's direct disciple."

Chiba Toichiro was moved: "It's really my honor to be Li Changan's direct disciple."

The wooden swords and wooden knives of the two faced each other far away, Chiba Toichiro turned his back to the bright moon, while Zhu Xiaohu stood facing the moonlight, the momentum of the two sides gradually increased, and this final battle was about to break out.

(End of this chapter)