Age of Heroes, 10-game winning streak

After a moment of silence, Nan Shihui raised his glass and laughed heartily: "Let's not talk about this anymore, brother. We have a pleasant cooperation."

Hongye Jianhao also raised his glass, and the two clinked their glasses with crisp sounds.

This is a little-known story. When Nan Shihui was young, he had five sworn brothers.

Most of the three have passed away, but the oldest one became a swordsman and founded the Ronin organization.

Since then, it has been the Nan family that has been providing funding to Jiu Tou Long behind the scenes.

This is Nan Shihui's biggest trump card, and the real reason why he is willing to use the Nan family's foundation as bait to overturn the table.

In the eyes of this ambitious Rat King, as long as he is alive, it will only take a few years for the Nan family to rebuild its foundation and even grow further.

Outside the izakaya.

The ronin in a straw raincoat stepped in, bowed his head and said, "Chief!"

Red Leaf Swordsman waved his finger and said, "Leave no one alive."

A group of about thirty ronin has assembled, all of whom are executioners hired by Jiuzuryu at a high price to be executed.

They walked through the rain and the darkness and rushed towards the brightly lit Nan family.

……

7:39 PM

Nioji Temple.

The footsteps stopped behind the door, less than two feet away.

The five Chinese representatives also kept silent and listened to the movements here in silence.

They don't want their connection with Jiu Tou Long to be discovered, so they must be careful and cautious.

It’s best not to have any surprises.

"Report to the leader, I..."

The ronin was shouting loudly.

Just as he opened his mouth to say the fifth word, a brilliant white light flashed across his eyes.

There was a sudden explosion. The thin layer of wood separating the two people was already fragile and old due to years of disrepair, and could not provide any blocking effect at all.

Even the person behind the door jumped back the moment the change occurred and directly grabbed an elder of the Kazama family as a shield.

But that streak of light came faster and sharper than he expected.

boom--!

The spear advanced with unstoppable force, instantly piercing through the chest of the elder of the Kazama family, cutting and collapsing his bones and flesh, leaving a hole as big as a fist. It then advanced directly all the way and hit the right chest of the leader behind the door panel.

The ronin leader's feet left the ground and flew backwards towards the statue of Nio in the temple, crashing into the clay and wooden sculptures, stirring up a lot of dust and causing the flames to sway continuously in the wind.

At this moment, everyone finally reacted.

The wanderer outside the door had already fallen to the ground in fear, and several other Chinese family heads or elders also stood up suddenly.

The oil lamp was overturned and the oil was ignited. In the flickering flames, they saw the tall figure of a man who had taken off his straw raincoat.

The man stood there, holding a spear, half of the spear blade against the ronin leader's throat. Blood was oozing from the wound. The leader kept coughing up blood, and his right chest collapsed, obviously he was seriously injured.

The body of the Kazama clan elder, torn into two pieces, was hung on the hand of the Nioh statue, and blood flowed silently.

Several family heads, elders and guards outside the door were stunned for three full seconds before they remembered to draw their weapons. Their minds were in a mess.

Because no one knew this man, but his heavy and terrifying aura made people tremble.

"Hello."

Bai Yu greeted him politely, glanced at him calmly, and continued, "Goodbye!"

Chapter 421 I loved motorcycles in my lifetime

Miscalculated.

I thought it was a fourth level.

The result is not...

Bai Yu realized at the moment of contact that the ronin leader who was defeated by his shot was not strong enough to reach the fourth level of extraordinary strength.

Just a peak level three.

In fact, in Fuso, a peak third-level master is already very impressive. He is not rare, but at least a first-class master.

In Daxia, there are an average of more than ten third-level people in a third-tier city, but in Fuso, the third-level people are basically worshippers among the Chinese.

But even with Bai Yu's careful planning, the peak third-level cultivator couldn't withstand a single move.

Even in a head-on fight, three moves will break his arm, and five moves will take his life.

It has nothing to do with realm, it's purely a difference in hard power.

The head of the Iwata family said in a deep voice: "Who are you and why are you here?"

Another family head also shouted boldly: "Do you think you can fight your way out of here by yourself?!"

Another elder was also furious: "How dare you kill the elder of the Fengjian family? Do you know what the consequences will be?"

Noisy, bustling, noisy.

Plus the shouting of some ronin.

It lasted for about ten seconds before gradually quieting down, because Bai Yu was silent. The silenter and calmer he was, the more terrifying he became. He glanced at the crowd indifferently, as if staring at a group of clowns.

He didn't even look at the mob, but just lowered his head to look at the ronin leader who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth and still trying to hold the knife.

He stepped on his wrist and broke it. There was a crisp sound of broken bones, accompanied by a suppressed scream.

Bai Yu said calmly, "Where is the Red Leaf Swordsman?"

The Ronin deputy leader spoke with difficulty: "Were you sent by the Nan family?"

Bai Yu asked again: "Who is the mastermind behind this?"

He laughed lowly, coughing up blood and sneering at the same time.

Bai Yu thought for a moment and said, "Go inform Hongye Jianhao and ask him to bring the person back. I'll wait for him here. Perhaps you can survive."

The deputy chief grinned, revealing his bloody teeth.

"go to hell!"

The next moment, he crushed something.

Bai Yu only felt a sense of crisis coming over him.

Flames from the high explosives rose from Nioji Temple, setting the entire building on fire. The violent impact force cleared out the first floor of the temple, and the flames engulfed the crowd.

Several family heads were lucky enough to survive because they had good skills, carried life-saving items, and had a bit of luck.

They lay in the mud in a miserable state, looking at the scenery where fire and rain were intertwined.

"Crazy, these lunatics! They actually hid high explosives under their feet!"

"They were probably planning to blow us up from the start!"

"I told you these ronin are not trustworthy at all!"

There were quarrels, shouting, and cries of pain.

Then... footsteps were heard, and the rest of the howling and insults came to an abrupt end.

Amidst the flames rising into the sky, Bai Yu walked out with a gun in hand. He brushed the dust off his shoulders, and the words transformed from his guardian spirit flowed on his body, isolating him from the high temperature and preventing direct damage.

It's like wearing a layer of absolutely invincible demonic armor.

The impact of the proof hurt him a little, because he was too close to avoid it.

Who knew that the ronin deputy commander was so strong-willed and filled the entire Nio statue with explosives.

Drink a red bottle to replenish blood.

The soles of his shoes were stained with lamp oil, and the footprints he left were stained with fire and blood.

In the eyes of the Chinese, this scene was like a terrifying evil spirit from hell.

One person tried to scream, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a spear pierced his throat and he died instantly.

A dignified third-level extraordinary person, he didn't even have the strength and courage to resist, and was far inferior to the senior students in Penglai.

"No, don't kill me. I can give you money, a lot of money, treasures, women, and..."

laugh.

Blood splattered and heads fell to the ground.

Bai Yu looked at the last remaining person.

Perhaps because his fear had reached a critical point, the Sakata clan elder regained his composure and said, "The leader of the Nine-headed Dragon Ronin is not here. Instead, he led thirty elite soldiers to the Nan clan!"

"Only thirty?"

"Those aren't just any ordinary thirty people. Each one of them is above the Second Realm!"

"Oh, thank you for the information. You can leave your body intact, or choose a less painful death."

The elder of the Sakata family knelt down and pleaded: "Can I not die? I will fulfill all your requests!"

"You are from Daxia. I can see that this level of skill must be from a disciple of the Daxia family who went out to gain experience!"

Bai Yu said, "You can see that too?"

"Your temperament is vastly different. Even your clothing and appearance clearly show you're not from Japan. Furthermore, you have a dragon vein mark on the back of your hand. I was fortunate enough to follow my instructor to Daxia for training and saw this mark myself." Sakata said respectfully, "You must be from a noble family!"

Bai Yu: "..."

Dihua?

He thought about it and it didn't seem like it... Strictly speaking, he was right.

The only difference is that I don’t rely on my family at all, but on my own efforts.

"Okay." Bai Yu changed his mind and put away his weapon: "Then I'll spare your life."

"Thank you, sir!"

"I'll give you two hours to prepare an off-road vehicle and send it to the Nan family."

"It will definitely happen!"

Sakata lowered his head for a full minute and a half, then raised it. His forehead was covered in mud and dirt, and his expression looked like he had survived a disaster.

But there is still a hint of excitement.

Four out of five families died, and I'm the only one alive. This is actually a great opportunity!

If this noble man from Daxia can really kill Hongye Swordsman, then it is not a bad idea to be his dog.

Since ancient times, Daxia has been too lazy to care about Fusang, a place where rotten fish and shrimp gather. It just sends documents and gives a few casual instructions, without caring about the internal infighting.

The opportunity to hold someone's thighs is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Bai Yu walked down the mountain leisurely. The other wanderers had already noticed him, but no one dared to come up.

Because they all saw that killing a third-level person alone was as easy as butchering a dog.

The highest level of strength of the guards who stayed here was only the second level of swordsmanship.

What are you going up there for?

To die?

After all, there are only a very small number of people who can be as tough or crazy as the deputy commander. Most people value their lives. If they don’t value their lives, how could they become bandits?

So this group of wanderers comforted themselves.

"When the leader comes back, he'll be dead!"

"We don't need to take any action at all!"

"That's it!"

"The chief will come back with his head!"