Demon Sword Broken Soul—
According to legend, this sword was cast in the Warring States Period of the island country. It was cast by Toyotomi Hideyoshi and given to a guard warrior who rescued him many times in distress.
There are even rumors that Toyotomi Hideyoshi used a hundred virgins as sacrifices to make this knife, so when the knife was first released, it caused strong winds, lightning and thunder, and the knife trembled. The sound is like ghosts crying and howling wolves...
Anyway -
In all the rumors about this knife, there is one constant commonality, it is a magic knife, and there are countless souls under the knife.
After identifying the knife, Liu Yanbo turned most of his eyes to the current owner of the knife, and asked lightly, "Who is Takeshitagi?"
This old man really looks very old, with a haggard face, gray hair, and mostly white, as if his blood has been sucked dry by the magic knife on his waist, and his previous expression is even more so. Air-dried rocks generally remain unchanged for thousands of years, and are indifferent and ruthless. Even after Liu Yanbo killed several people in a row, he has remained calm, but at this time—
Liu Yanbo's casual question caused a subtle change in the old man's expression. He seemed a little surprised, and asked in surprise, "Do you know my father?"
Liu Yanbo originally thought that the old man could not understand Huaxia, and was waiting for Oshima Kakino to translate it for him, but he did not expect that this old man could speak Huaxia more fluently than Oshima Kakino.
Liu Yanbo smiled, a very shallow smile, but it looked very frivolous, just like the frivolous and fearless smile of a prodigal son when he is molesting a woman from a good family, he said with a light smile: "I don't know him, But I know the man who killed him."
"Fifty years ago, your father Takeshitagi took your mother Aoki Reiko to China to challenge the entire Chinese martial arts. The record was seventeen victories and one loss." Liu Yanbo continued like a treasure: "The seventeen victories let you Father's reputation has reached its peak, and in your island country, he was regarded as a national hero at that time, and even the government of your island country secretly supported him, seeing him as another way for the island country to invade China again."
"However, it's ridiculous that a frog at the bottom of a well dares to see the vastness of the world." Liu Yanbo sarcastically said: "Your father thought he was invincible at that time, but he didn't know that there has been an old saying in China since ancient times that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people, so He lost in the eighteenth battle, and he lost so badly that even your mother's life was involved. What's even more ridiculous is that until today, you islanders probably don't know what happened to your national hero. Who did you lose to?"
"do you know?"
Liu Yanbo asked himself and replied: "Of course you don't know, because there were no onlookers and witnesses in that battle, and because the person who killed your father didn't fight for fame and maintenance of Chinese martial arts. It’s just that when you were out, you happened to meet your parents, and they happened to do something that made him look unsightly, so he killed them conveniently.”
smoothly-
It's an adjective that shows how simple something is, so simple that the person who does it doesn't take it seriously.
so-
The word is extremely insulting, especially at this moment.
"who is it?"
The old man seemed to be a little bit overwhelmed, and there was even an angry growl in his throat when he asked these two words.
really-
Who tolerates insults from outsiders and denies their parents
Even though the old man is already over fifty years old, and even though his parents have not raised him for several years, he is still angry, because like most islanders, he still regards Takeshitagi and his wife as heroes, even God-like existence.
But at this moment, his anger is only his own anger.
Liu Yanbo turned a blind eye to the old man's anger, and he didn't care about it. The smile on his face became more and more mocking, and he said lightly, "You are not qualified to ask me this question."
"Of course—" Liu Yanbo changed the subject, pointed at Oshima and his son, and said, "If you kill them, I can tell you the answer."
Hearing this, the old man paused for a moment, he seemed to be a little moved by Liu Yanbo's proposal, because he glanced back for a moment, but soon he seemed to hold back that he could know the answer immediately With his heart fluttering, he took a deep breath, turned his eyes back to Liu Yanyan, and said viciously: "You better tell me the answer now, or before you die, I will make you feel worse than life." The taste of death."
Proposal failed
Liu Yanbo was not surprised, he just smiled lightly and said, "If you reject my proposal, then of course I will reject your request as well."
It’s not speculative, half a sentence is too much—
The old man's hand was steady, and he slowly pulled out the knife at his waist.
The blade is red, as if it has been completely corroded by blood, it is dazzling—
This is indeed like a magic knife that kills countless people.
The old man held the magic knife in his hand, stomped his right foot on the ground, and the whole person bounced high. When the bounce reached the highest point, he changed from holding the knife with one hand to holding the knife with both hands, and then fell down with the momentum , slashing at Liu Yanbo who was still standing on the roof at a speed invisible to ordinary people—
This knife is simple and unpretentious, but it is as powerful as Mount Tai.
Before the knife arrives, the qi has arrived first.
It seems that there is no more rain falling on Liu Yanyan's body. The continuous rain curtain above his head seems to have been bounced off by the knife's energy, and even the mountain wind that has been humming in his ears before seems to have been blown away. The saber air was disturbed, and it was not known where it was blowing.
Liu Yanbo's world became quiet, and the sword energy that could stir up the wind and rain seemed to have fixed him. He stood motionless on the roof of the car until at a certain moment, he finally moved——
Liu Yan's fluctuations were very simple, really simple. Facing the knife that was enough to cut him in half, he just stretched his right hand into the air.
What kind of right hand is this
Is this really a flesh and blood right hand
Consonance finger, really unparalleled in the world!
Just like when facing Ouyang Yaoqin and Mr. Wen's driver, Liu Yanyan clamped the knife in front of him with only two fingers.
When the knife stops, the momentum will be exhausted, and the qi will naturally dissipate.
The rain fell again, but the old man hadn't landed yet. He was in the air, saw the magic knife blocked, and he couldn't believe it, but he had already responded at the same time. He didn't subconsciously want to pull the knife away from the two fingers. Instead, he chose to focus on the magic knife again, wanting to split those two fingers with the momentum, but—
It's all in vain.
The knife was still held motionless by those two fingers, no matter whether it was the old force or the new force, they all disappeared without a trace like a mud cow sinking into the sea.
But this kind of confrontation didn't last long, because Liu Yanbo didn't like to have this kind of boring confrontation with the enemy. After feeling that there was no new power injected into the blade, he sent his right hand up gently, and the blade was lifted up. open.
The old man was kicked up twice in the air with a knife and he landed in embarrassment. After landing, he staggered back two steps before he barely managed to stand still.
"Old man, if this is your full strength, then Takeshitagi will have no choice but to die in peace." Liu Yanbo said lightly: "Why don't I tell you one more piece of news, the person who killed your parents is still alive, and he is still alive. good."
"Want to know who he is?" Liu Yanbo looked at the old man who was glaring at him again, and said with a contemptuous smile, "Then show all your strength and release the hatred and anger in your heart to your heart's content!"
What is he doing here
In the food chain, before the cat kills the mouse, it usually plays hard, and the mouse dies slowly in endless despair...