The blade of the katana is about seventy centimeters. At this time, at least fifteen to twenty centimeters have not entered Qin Hao's stomach. Blood flows out drop by drop along the blade and along the handle, even if it is nearly ten meters away. , as if you can still hear the sound of blood dripping on the floor.
Hattori Hanzo was stunned. He never thought that Qin Hao would stab himself so happily, almost without any hesitation. What made him feel even more ridiculous was that he didn't seem to feel any pain after stabbing himself, just like in a movie. Like a tough guy in the movie.
Mochizuki Chiyo and the others also opened their mouths so wide that they could almost swallow an egg. Is the man in front of them really the rumored murderous human emperor known as the Butcher? He would actually kill himself because of a woman stabbing him. This... this is not what a strong man should do at all!
"Why don't you beg for mercy? Don't you know the consequences of doing this? Even if you are immortal, you can't survive!" Hattori Hanzo shook his head and sighed. In his opinion, Qin Hao's actions It was so stupid, and at the same time it made him a little disappointed and couldn't agree with it.
Seeing a long knife stuck in Qin Hao's abdomen, the dark red blood mixed with strands of gold was flowing out more and more, and there was even a tendency to be unstoppable. Ren Han almost burst into tears, as if she was venting her anger. Screaming at Qin Hao: "Why? Why are you doing this? Didn't you say that even if I die, you will only burn a few more pieces of paper at most? Why do you stab yourself, you bastard! You should have left me and left." I don’t know, do you know..."
"Stop arguing, woman, this is not the way you should treat your savior. Be careful, I really leave you alone." Although Qin Hao said this, he always kept a smile on his face and looked at the sobbing man. Ren Han cast a reassuring look, but it didn't seem to be of any use. Instead, Ren Han cried even harder.
Ren Han regretted it. At this moment, she wished that she had not forced Qin Hao to follow them to the Japanese country. In this way, maybe all this would not have happened.
Qin Hao took a deep breath and spoke slowly: "You seem to have a very clear understanding of my body, but I am not as exaggerated as you said. I am immortal, haha..."
"Of course, if you are really immortal, even if you lend me ten courages, I would not dare to take action if you are not completely sure. Don't be surprised, the power of the Holy Sect is beyond your imagination. Every battle you fight, including Previous trips to Yinshan will be recorded. According to the information and data analysis from the headquarters, your body's tyranny can be called a monster level. Human Emperor, don't you feel that your immortality is no longer effective? Your wound has not healed on its own, and it cannot even stop the bleeding... "
Hattori Hanzo had already relaxed his vigilance, and the kunai left Ren Han's neck, staring at Qin Hao and sneering.
I have to say that everything Hattori Hanzo said was true, and there was indeed something wrong with Qin Hao's body.
He could clearly feel that the violent and bloodthirsty samurai sword inserted in his abdomen had a strange energy. This energy was extremely corrosive and actually suppressed Qin Hao's blood flow speed. , the monster-like self-healing ability is of no use, and can only barely resist the invasion of that energy to prevent the wound from worsening.
This was beyond Qin Hao's expectation. The reason why he dared to stab himself without hesitation was largely due to his super self-healing ability. But he never expected that the knife thrown by Hattori Hanzo would The knife turned out to be nothing extraordinary, just enough to restrain him.
Stained with Qin Hao's blood, the samurai sword that seemed ordinary at first also changed. The blade was covered with a layer of strange red light, revealing densely packed scriptures, which Qin Hao could vaguely identify. This engraving is one of the early classics of Mahayana Buddhism, the Lotus Sutra, also commonly known as the Lotus Sutra. The rest of the blade is also engraved with a lifelike dragon.
With these obvious features, Qin Hao could easily think of the origin of this sword, because this sword was so famous in the Japanese country. You may not know about the Kusanagi Sword, or you may not have heard of the Yata Mirror, but it is absolutely impossible for you not to have heard of the Demon Sword Murasame. This sword can be said to be the most popular of all Japanese artifacts in comics, movies, TV series, and novels.
Moreover, this knife is indeed very evil, at least that's what Qin Hao thinks now. This is the first time he has encountered such a weapon. It's not that he has never encountered artifacts before. In the battle with Poseidon, he was penetrated by Poseidon's Poseidon Trident and it was not as dangerous as it is now.
I was still careless. After all, Hattori Hanzo was one of the three great ninjas of the Japanese kingdom, and with the Holy Sect's inheritance and strength for who knows how many years behind him, how could the sword he used be an ordinary sword
Seeing Qin Hao's frown, Hattori Hanzo showed a proud smile on his face: "Human Emperor, it seems that you already know the origin of this sword. This sword was made by the Nichiren Sect and was cursed as an ominous blade. The demon sword Murasame contains a thousand-year-old cursed poison, and the injured person will definitely die! Although your body is far more powerful than I imagined, even if you are poisoned, you will not die, but your body's Your self-healing ability has been greatly weakened. How can you defeat me and Abe Yoshitsuru when you are seriously injured? Not to mention, this woman is still in my hands. Today is destined to be your death!"
Qin Hao smiled bitterly: "I do underestimate you, but Hattori Hanzo, since you know that I have been seriously injured and am no match for you, why are you still holding this woman? Isn't the goal of your game Me, I came here to exchange for her life, and now your goal is about to be achieved. If you still have the dignity of a strong man and the credibility of a man, remember what you said at the beginning, I will die and she will live!"
"I can agree to your request. As long as I kill you, this woman is of no use to me. However, this knife is not enough, and the part is not critical. You are a monster. I can't judge what kind of power you have now. With strength, you need a fatal wound!" Hattori Hanzo shook his head slightly. Although he had relaxed, he did not leave Ren Han. With his strength, it would take almost an instant to kill Qin Hao, but Qin Hao still did not dare to act rashly.
"You are really cautious to the extreme. No wonder the Holy Sect values you so much. Compared with Pixar and Ghost King, although you are very weak and basically not good enough, you are the strongest killing move!" Qin Hao smiled bitterly, Gritting his teeth, he held the blade of Murasame's sword that exuded an enchanting red brilliance with both hands, and suddenly pulled it out, bringing out a bloody arrow. Because there was no blade to block the wound, and the energy to repair the body was suppressed, the blood flowing from Qin Hao's wound also accelerated slightly.
However, not to mention how to deal with the wound on the abdomen, Qin Hao held Murasame in his hand and stabbed his heart with a knife. Compared with the previous knife, this knife was obviously much heavier, and the blade was already half in length. After entering the body, Qin Hao's face and lips began to turn white, he spit out a large mouthful of blood, staggered, and his whole body was crumbling.
"No! Don't..." Ren Han struggled wildly and was extremely emotional. However, she was tightly tied to the chair, no matter how hard she tried, it was to no avail and she couldn't break free at all.
"Hahahaha, I killed the emperor, I actually succeeded in killing the emperor, hahaha..." Hattori Hanzo laughed wildly. Anyone who was not blind could see that Qin Hao had no ability to resist at this moment. Don't say it was him at this time. The divine ninja Hattori Hanzo and even Majima Taro, who had been dead for a short time, could kill each other.
"The Emperor is not invincible! I, Hanzo Hattori, and the entire Hattori family are destined to make a major mark in this period of history! Emperor of the Human Beings, you can die in peace!"
Hattori Hanzo, with a ferocious expression, abandoned Ren Han and rushed in front of Qin Hao like an arrow from a string. He grasped the handle of the knife tightly with both hands and stabbed Qin Hao's heart with force. More of the knife blade penetrated Qin Hao. Hao roared, holding the blade with both hands to prevent the blade from going deeper again, and stepped back.
One of the two charged, the other retreated, only retreating tens of meters. In the end, there was no way to retreat. Qin Hao suddenly hit the wall. Following Hattori Hanzo's loud shout, Qin Hao was nailed to the wall by the demon sword Murasame. superior!
Just when Hattori Hanzo dealt the final fatal blow to Qin Hao and everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them, a sudden change occurred!
Mochizuki Chiyo, who had been silent next to him and had almost no presence, suddenly burst into flames. Several smoke bombs hit the ground. In an instant, white smoke spread out, blocking everyone's sight.
Abe Yoshishima obviously did not expect this, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, while Chiyo Mochizuki, before Abe Yoshishima and others had recovered, came to Ren Han like lightning, and cut the hemp rope with a swipe of the dagger in his hand. , picked up Ren Han and tried to escape!
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