Campus belle's cultivation master

The hundreds of strong warriors of the Dongyi demon hunting regiment, looking at the cold and indifferent young people on the other side of the Qingjiang River, whispered to each other

"Is this the linzixuan of China? The one with the crack of the road and the end of the road of martial arts? "

"Did he kill Matsumoto and Zhongju? How... How could it be done? "

"The two elders must have been schemed. The Chinese people, who are inferior in martial arts and Taoism, have no ability to defeat the strong Dongyi people in the face, so they have done something in the dark!"

Listening to the comments after him, qiumu village suddenly stepped forward with a sharp look: "how dare Chinese garbage be rampant! I'm going to take off his dog's head

"Wait a minute, how can you kill a chicken with an ox knife?" Tanaka reaches out his hand to stop it. He looks at the shadow bridge in front of him, grinning and saying, "Lin Zixuan's nemesis is far away and near."

When he said this, qiumu village was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized: "ha ha ha! So it is

"Mr. Yamaguchi! Take out your real skills, let these Chinese waste see clearly, you humiliated Lin Zixuan that dog slave's heroic style at the beginning He yelled, as if for fear that someone would not hear him. "Matsumoto and Zhongju must have been plotted by the Chinese villains. You have to avenge them!"

Many of the powerful Dongyi people in the rear area showed their excitement in an instant, and they were arrogant and noisy

"Master Yamaguchi! Take out your original skill of cleaning up linzixuan, and let those Chinese people across the street see what kind of virtue they respect

"Take revenge for the two elders and cut off Lin Zixuan's dog head! Let the bad guys know how powerful they are

"Ha ha ha, the scene of Lin crying and kneeling to beg for mercy under the knees of our strong Dongyi people is about to reappear!"

Tanaka kawaya's voice was deep and solemn, but it was indisputable: "Yamaguchi, please!"

Dongyi demon hunting group is excited and ready to witness the good play of promoting national power.

In their opinion, since Shengxiong Yamaguchi once made linzixuan kneel and tremble, and was willing to be a slave, today he is also powerful enough to make the so-called proud son of heaven bow down, and severely destroy the arrogance of the Chinese practitioners on the other side!

However, only Yoshio Yamaguchi himself knows that he has used such despicable means to hide the truth from the world and make a false statement. He has packaged himself as a hero who has defeated the pride of China and performed a farce that has been infamous for thousands of years.

The sound of the rear was like a tide, and the crowd was excited and turbulent, but in his ears, it was no different from the death knell.

"It's over, it's over..." Yoshio Yamaguchi's cheeks turned blue and his lips trembled. The cold sweat rolled down, and soon soaked his clothes, and his legs trembled.

He felt like the autumn saury grilled on the fire, sizzling until it turned into a mass of black coke. The lie that has been worked so hard for so long will be exposed at this moment.

At this moment, the young man standing on the bridgehead seemed to have heard the abuse of many Dongyi strongmen on the other side of the Qingjiang River. He turned his body and gave a cold glance. Then he walked slowly down the steps like a leisurely walk.

His face was expressionless and his eyes were cold as a cold abyss. He walked slowly along the 100 meter shadow bridge.

Da, Da, Da

Even though there are so many powerful warriors on both sides of the Strait, the sound of footsteps reverberating in Yamaguchi's ears is so clear. He stares round his eyes and stares directly at the young man opposite him. His mouth is wide open and he is breathing. Fear spreads from the soles of his feet and seeps into the bone marrow.

Lin Yu did not do anything, did not show any accomplishments, did not use the slightest authority, was so expressionless step by step.

But for Kazuo Yamaguchi, the clear sound of his footsteps is like a death movement on the top of his heart. As he gets closer and closer, his pride and arrogance have been deeply stepped into the dust.

That young man is a God and a devil! It's a huge shadow that he is doomed to be unable to escape forever!

Finally, Lin Yu stopped and stood in the middle of the 100 meter suspension bridge, standing at a distance of more than 20 meters away from Shengxiong Yamaguchi.

The cold wind is bleak and the iron bridge is like a rainbow.

It is the so-called narrow road encounter, the brave win, but today is destined to be a big difference in strength.

The Chinese practitioners clenched their fists and yelled with red eyes

"Master Lin! Beat these Dongyi beasts

"Let them know the power of Huaxia Xiuzhen! Master Lin Xian, please

Across the Qingjiang River, the members of Dongyi demon hunting regiment on the other side are more and more arrogant

"Mr. Yamaguchi, let this waste man surnamed Lin kneel down to be a slave and carry forward the power of Dongyi!"

"Master Yamaguchi, I can finally witness your majesty with my own eyes! Dongyi will win, kill all the inferior Chinese

On both sides of the Qingjiang River, two completely different waves of fury have sprung up, which makes the cold world hot and dry. Even the old man in hemp clothes, who is fishing on the river, has raised his head with great interest, and his turbid eyes are shining with sharp brilliance.

Yoshio Yamaguchi's face was full of panic. His big face was twisted and stiff due to the severe psychological attack: "Lin... Lin... You..."

"I can't bear to insult you." Lin Yu's voice was light, and his cold eyes were distant and desolate. He seemed to come from the endless void and looked directly at the Dongyi demon hunting regiment on the other side.

And the shivering Yamaguchi, standing more than 20 meters away, has become the air that can be directly ignored in his eyes.

Qiumu village stares at Yoshio Yamaguchi's rickety figure and is impatient: "what the hell is the king Yamaguchi doing? Why don't you let the dog slave surnamed Lin kneel down? "

"Ha ha, what's your hurry? Watch the good play slowly." Kawabata, calm and calm, patted the Dongyi samurai's machete on his waist. "Qiumujun, you lost the head race with tanye last time. How about another match with me today?

If you can cut off more Chinese heads than I can, I will give you this ancestral samurai sword around my waist! "

"Ha ha ha ha ha, Hua Xia are just rubbish slaughtered by Ren Dongyi. Why is it difficult to kill them?" Qiumu village couldn't help laughing wildly and promised, "OK, I bet!"

While they were talking, they suddenly saw that Hua Xia Tianjiao on the shadow bridge had taken a step forward, with a consistent tone. But deep in the dark and bright eyes, he was already full of murders: "if any of you can leave alive today, you will be considered as a loser!"

At the same time, the most unbelievable scene of hundreds of Dongyi strong players appeared