A Strong Man Reincarnated from the Dirt

You feel right!

It's really not that powerful~

In the past year, it has been constantly updated, and the number of words updated every day is [-] to [-] words. Frankly speaking, I am a little tired.

Not only the sedentary body, but also the thinking mind.

It's a bit overwhelming.

It is reflected in the later stage of pretending to escape, because the pursuit of explosive changes is too much, so the final plot control is not so easy.

The update preparation of this book is mainly based on stability.

Update two chapters every day, write seriously, strive to write the best that can be written, and control the plot well.

Ok……

These are objective reasons.

From the subjective point of view, I am a little tired. I will take a rest when I update steadily. Maybe there will be an update at some point, but don't expect too much.

At last.

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Tianfeng is here to say thank you to all those who have helped me, without you, there would be no me now!

That's right.

The last the last the last!

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Because I didn't promise any update issues, and I couldn't even make a big update on the first day it was put on the shelves, so I don't have the audacity to ask for a monthly ticket.

But ha.

Guys, if you have tickets and no place to throw them away, then feed a few appropriately, we don’t fight for anything, but it shouldn’t be too ugly (╥╯╰╥)

Chapter 117 Found You! (seeking first order)

"you……"

The samurai widened his eyes, staring at the samurai sword clamped by Hashirama in disbelief, completely stupefied.

What kind of strength is this? !

The samurai gripped the hilt of the samurai sword tightly, unable to cut it down or pull it out, as if the sword was a part of the body of the strangely dressed man in front of him.

and many more!

Not right!

The samurai immediately realized some problems. Even if the sword became one with the person in front of him, it would not be a problem to lift the opponent up with his own strength.

but.

Can't move at all!

This momentary change immediately attracted the attention of everyone around.

Especially those who had closed their eyes just now, their eyes were full of doubts, and the picture of blood splatter they expected did not appear.

for a while.

Countless eyes focused on Hashirama and the samurai.

The eyes of everyone looking at Zhujian changed again and again, and they faintly realized that this strangely dressed man was not as simple as he seemed.

"What are you waiting for, kill this person quickly!"

The samurai hurriedly yelled at the seven samurai behind him, waking them up immediately, they were all shocked by this blow just now.

"rush!"

"Can he still take seven knives?"

"Aren't you going to die under a broken knife if you are so arrogant!"

"kill him!"

"..."

The samurai rushed forward, and everyone aimed their blades at Hashirama. Everyone used great strength to hack Hashirama to death.

"It's just a jumping clown."

Hashirama didn't even look at the seven warriors. He didn't want to attack at the gate of the Daming Mansion, but the other party slashed at them with knives. If he could bear it, then he wouldn't be the new version of Hashirama.

this moment.

Zhu Jian's arm suddenly exerted strength, and he directly raised the knife in his hand, and even raised the samurai in front of him.

The samurai held the handle tightly.

Never let go.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Jian raised the corners of his mouth slightly, swung the blade with a sudden sweep, and swept straight forward.

Immediately.

The samurai holding the hilt of the samurai sword seemed to be a weapon of Hashirama, hitting other samurai in turn.

The collision of the armor and the blade, and the collision of the armor and the armor, the sound of surprise and clanging is extremely crisp.

After Hashirama swung the samurai around, he directly knocked down all of them. Even the samurai who was holding on to the hilt of the knife couldn't hold it anymore after a strong collision.

Eight samurai.

All fell to the ground.

This was something no one at the scene thought of.

and.

Judging from this process.

Very simple.

This strangely dressed man solved them all with just one move!

"you!"

The warriors who fell on the ground wanted to get up, but the armor on them was too heavy, and it took a lot of strength.

"You don't need to get up."

An indifferent voice from Zhujian sounded, and then he took a step towards the inside of the Daming Mansion. When he stepped out for the first time, slender vines like ropes emerged from the ground, directly binding the eight warriors on the ground.

The samurai were directly restrained.

Can't move at all.

Such a scene once again shocked the surrounding crowd.

They stared at the figure walking in Hashirama, and they seemed to have a thousand words to discuss in their hearts, but no one dared to say it, and the scene was deadly quiet.

……

Hashirama walked into the Daming Mansion.

After passing through the entrance, the line of sight suddenly opened up.

It's big and spacious.

"who are you?"

At this time, the voice of questioning sounded, and I saw samurai holding samurai swords standing in every corner of the Daming Mansion.

"Why are you again..."

Hashirama's gaze swept across these warriors. They were all wearing the same armor, and their faces could not be seen at all. From the outside, they all looked the same.

"Stop wasting time with you guys."

Hashirama looked at the interior of the Daming Mansion again. It was like an ancient pavilion, the whole body was made of wood, and it was about three or four floors high.

You can tell at a glance.

There are many rooms here.

It takes a little effort to find the daimyo in the first place.

"who are you?"

While Hashirama was thinking, these samurai still asked persistently, and walked towards Hashirama, their right hand was already holding the katana on the left side, as if they were about to draw the sharp blade out of its sheath.

"Noisy!"

Between the pillars faintly spit out a word.

As his voice fell.

Vines grew from the feet of these warriors, quickly growing and binding these warriors, and blocked the mouths of each warrior.

"Um..."

These warriors struggled to speak, but none of them could speak, only their eyes were exposed, staring at Hashirama in doubt, curiosity and shock.

"Well, after much deliberation, this is the fastest way."

Hashirama said something to himself, and then clapped his hands together, a majestic chakra surged all over his body, and poured into the ground along his feet.

boom!boom!boom!

In an instant.

The ground trembled.

Each piece of wood grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

These logs directly hit the top of the Daming Mansion, causing a series of noises, and smashed the wood that built the Daming Mansion with extremely tyrannical force.

Rumble!