The personal security of the beautiful president

Ding Zhe just finished speaking.

In the pavilion on the left, a man let out a heart-piercing cry: "Ahhh!"

Following that, a figure shot out directly from inside.

In just an instant, everyone saw a short, old man with single eyelids appearing on the central pavilion.

Like Miyamoto Daizo who was killed just now, this man also held a samurai sword in his hand.

However, this samurai sword is obviously not as broad as Miyamoto Dazo's samurai sword, it seems narrower and sharper.

Anyone who is familiar with it knows that this kind of samurai sword is exclusively used by ninjas in the ancient country of Dongying.

And this person should be Ito Tsuruko's master, Fujita Osamu.

At this moment, Osamu Fujita glared at Ding Zhe: "Boy, are you sure, you killed Tsuruko Ito."

"So what if you're sure?"

Ding Zhe still stood with his hands behind his back.

"If you are sure, today I will let your blood splatter five steps."

Osamu Fujita fixed on Ding Zhe with scorching eyes.

"You deserve it too!" Ding Zhe shook his head proudly, then pointed to the pavilion behind Fujita Xiu: "There is one more, Ishikawa Taro, you can come too."

It was beyond the expectations of all the warriors watching the battle.

Facing Ding Zhe's challenge, Fujita Osamu did not refuse, but turned around and gave a deep salute to the pavilion: "Brother Shi Chuan, this person's cultivation is far superior to yours and mine. If you want to win a battle, you must work together !"

"Okay, as you wish!"

A male voice sounded from inside the pavilion.

After that, everyone saw a figure and a flower again.

On the central pavilion, there is another person.

This person is tall and thin, unlike Osamu Fujita and Daizo Miyamoto, he is actually wearing a black suit.

What he holds in his hand is not a samurai sword, but a precious sword.

It gives the impression that this man is more like a warrior from the Dragon Kingdom.

As soon as you see this person appear, everyone knows it.

This time, Taro Ishikawa, the bottom of the ancient country of Dongying, came.

"So shameless!"

The warriors watching the battle under the pavilion began to curse: "At the beginning, all kinds of ghost tricks plotted against our warriors, and now it's two against one."

"That's right, the skins of these warriors from the ancient Dongpu country are almost thicker than the city walls."

"What a fair duel, I think they are despicable people."

All the warriors cursed.

On the pavilion, Ishikawa Taro and Fujita Osamu just looked at Ding Zhe vigilantly as if they didn't hear the teasing.

"Draw your sword!" Ishikawa Taro slowly pulled out his sword and threw the scabbard on the ground.

Here, Osamu Fujita also pulled out the ninja-specific samurai sword: "Draw your sword!"

The two slowly lowered their bodies at the same time, and the battle was imminent.

Unexpectedly, Ding Zhe still stood with his hands behind his back, and at the same time said calmly: "If I draw my sword, there will be no chance for you. Stop talking nonsense and attack."

"You two join forces, if you can go through three tricks under my hands, I will count you as a winner?"

"what!"

"asshole!"

Fujita Osamu and Ishikawa Taro were furious at the same time.

The two guys jumped up without any explanation, and launched a crazy attack around Ding Zhe.

I have to say that Osamu Fujita and Taro Ishikawa are much stronger than Daizo Miyamoto just now.

Moreover, the two seemed to cooperate more than once.

No, with the start of the attack.

Ishikawa Taro directly brandished his sword and rushed over to attack.

And Osamu Fujita raised his ninja sword and dodged around Ding Zhe.

Osamu Fujita, who is fully fired, looks like a person who can teleport.

He will appear on Ding Zhe's left after a while.

It will appear on Ding Zhe's right in a while.

It didn't stop.

And the sword in Ishikawa Taro's hand was like a gust of wind, stabbing towards Ding Zhe.

Ishikawa Taro's sword carried the sound of wind and thunder.

Like a fighter jet, the building directly crashed into Ding Zhe.

But here, Ding Zhe just stretched out two fingers, and gently pinched into the void!

Ding!

A soft sound.

Ding Zhe unexpectedly pinched Ishikawa Taro's sword among the sword flowers scattered all over the sky.

At the same time, turn your fingers lightly.

Ishikawa Taro's valuable sword was directly cut off in the middle.

Ding Zhe, on the other hand, held the sword between two fingers, and casually blocked it with his hand.

Click!

The half-cut sword was actually inserted into the shoulder of Osamu Fujita who took the opportunity to sneak over.

As for Shun Fujita's sure-to-kill sword, it was strangely missed.

"Two moves, you two still have one move."

Ding Zhe threw the half-broken sword on the ground.

Raising his head, he looked calmly at the two people who came across.

Fujita Osamu and Ishikawa Taro never dreamed that Jiangnan Bouyi in front of him was so powerful.

The cooperation between the two was almost seamless, but he broke it easily.

Now it seems that if you want to win, you have to burn the boat.

Thinking of this, the two slowly approached.

At the same time, one raised the half-cut sword high.

One is to pull out half of the sword tip above the shoulder.

The two of them started to burn their cultivation at the same time.

It looked like two fireballs about to explode.

"I'm going, this is about to start desperately."

"Jiangnan Buyi, be careful."

"The two grand masters are fighting desperately, so it should not be underestimated."

Under the pavilion, those martial artists who had been fascinated by the sight, shouted one after another.

On the pavilion, Fujita Osamu and Ishikawa Taro jumped up at the same time.

The two of them attacked Ding Zhe's upper plate with violent vigor.

One attacked the bottom line, but this time the attack, both of them had exhausted their entire lives.

It looked like two giant dragons, heading straight for Ding Zhe.

As for Ding Zhe, the corner of his mouth turned up, and he muttered at the same time: "This is a bit interesting."

Following that, Ding Zhe opened his arms and pulled them violently at the same time.

A bright silver arc appeared in front of him like a huge shield.

Eat when you say it!

Soon!

Almost at the same time as Ding Zhe arranged the arc shield.

The fatal blows of the two grandmasters also hit the arc shield.

boom!

There was a loud noise between the three people.

Then a mushroom cloud rose.

During this period, Ding Zhe remained motionless.

But Osamu Fujita and Taro Ishikawa were instantly blown apart by the violent explosion, and all the clothes on their bodies were blown apart.

Both of them had scars all over their bodies.

"Run away!"

While falling down, Osamu Fujita and Taro Ishikawa looked at each other, and at the same time came up with this idea.

The next moment, he turned around and fled in a different direction.

Seeing the direction in which the two were fleeing, Ding Zhe sneered: "If you want to escape, there is no door."

Then his left shoulder shook slightly.

hold head high!

A loud bang.

The red kite sword was unsheathed like a dragon.

In an instant, a red light flashed across the escape path of Fujita Osamu and Ishikawa Taro.

"what!"

"what!"

After two screams.

The two masters fell directly from the sky.

But Ding Zhe turned around and left without looking back.

Clang!

A loud bang.

At the same time as he turned around, the red kite sword returned to its sheath automatically!

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