It's bricks When the Muto family saw it, their expressions were strange, and they immediately burst into laughter.
"The people of China are really lowly, and they actually use bricks as weapons, which really makes me laugh to death."
"If the evil law doesn't work, just smash it with bricks, it's no trick."
"This kind of attack, where you need Hattori-sama to do it, I'll just come."
Before Hattori Yayo broke the enemy with one move, Muto's family was full of self-confidence, and a young man who wanted to take the opportunity to earn performance volunteered to stand in front, pulled out a katana, and prepared to cut the gold bricks in half.
However, to everyone's surprise, after the gold bricks approached, they suddenly felt a huge wind pressure, as if a meteorite was rushing towards them.
"Not good" Muto Nobi's face changed wildly, and he just wanted to open his mouth to let the young man in front of him dodge, but the man had already waved his arms and slashed towards the gold brick.
"Click" With a crisp sound, the gold bricks continued to fly, not even shaking, but the Japanese sword in the young man's hand was instantly broken in two.
The young man knew that he was not good and tried to dodge, but before he could move, the golden brick had already smashed his head into a cloud of blood mist and continued to fly forward.
Before the sarcastic smile of the Muto family leader could fade, it froze directly on his face and was completely stupid.
"Fat Tiger" Muto Nobi let out a scream, rolled his eyes and fainted.
The dead young man is called Muto Fat Tiger, and unlike Muto Lan, he is the eldest grandson of the Muto family and the heir of the family in the future.
The most important descendant of the Muto family has now been stoned to death by a brick And died so simply, without any mud and water.
The people of the Muto family were all pale and mournful, staring at the headless corpse on the ground, unable to come back to their senses for a long time.
"Fool has never seen such a positive person looking for death."
Zhang Cheng sneered, flicked his fingers, and the speed of the gold brick was three points faster, and it flew in front of Hattori Yayo.
Hattori Yayo's face was solemn, and when he saw that he didn't have time to dodge, he simply sank his body and lifted his strength.
The most kendo master, although he does not have the true qi of a mage in his body, he has condensed another kind of strength sword qi.
Just look at the samurai suit on his body, which swelled up without wind, and his feet were forced into the floor, as if they were rooted.
The sword qi protects the body, and Hattori Yayo's whole person is like a sharp sword, giving people a feeling of pain in the skin.
"Is this the realm swordsman in the legend of kendo?"
"Master Hattori will win, kill the thief, and avenge Fat Tiger King" Some of the high-ranking members of the Muto family were awakened by the sword qi and shouted loudly.
But Hattori Yayo's face was unprecedentedly solemn, and at this time, he was under the pressure of the gold bricks, and he knew how terrifying Zhang Cheng's attack was this time.
However, a gold brick the size of a palm seemed to him to weigh no more than dozens of pounds, but at this time, it gave him a feeling that he couldn't resist at all, as if he was facing a roaring locomotive.
Yayo Hattori is a kendo master after all, and his psychological quality is still very strong, and he still withstood the pressure between life and death, and slowly raised the Muramasa in his hand and held it high above his head.
At this moment, Hattori Yayo seemed to have returned to Mt.
Iga, recalling his decades of kendo career.
Stimulated by death, all the thousands of miles erupted in this instant.
"Hattori Enmitsu Chop" As Hattori Yayo burst into drinks, Muramasa slashed down.
The brilliant sword qi was mixed with a huge evil power, like a lightning bolt slashing in the air, and even the space seemed to be cut open by this knife.
This instilled Hattori Yayo's sword is an armored car, and he can confidently split it.
Even Zhang Cheng, who was more than ten meters away, instantly felt threatened, if this knife slashed at himself, the corpse demon body would not be able to stop it.
But after all, the gold brick is the ghost weapon of the nine sections of light, and it is regarded as one of the three major treasures by Kunlun Mountain.
In addition to being heavy, this thing is also very hard, so hard that you can't believe it.
"Boom" Muramasa collided with the gold bricks, and time seemed to condense at this moment.
But in the next moment, a huge shock wave spread out from the impact, blowing all the people around it away, and even the porch of the manor behind was blown down in half, and the spacious courtyard was like a typhoon passing through, and it was a mess.
Hattori felt like he had been hit by a heavy truck, and he flew out upside down, his back hitting the collapsed door beam, spurting out a large mouthful of blood.
"How can this be" Watching the gold bricks fly back into Zhang Cheng's hands, Hattori's eyes were full of unwillingness and horror.
He used the strongest sword in his life, but he still failed.
The most important thing is that the family heirloom of the belly family was actually defeated by a brick At this time, although Muramasa was not broken, cracks faintly appeared on his body, and countless evil qi emerged from the cracks.
Hattori Yayo understands that if the evil spirit runs out, Muramasa will become a mortal sword, and the hundreds of years of hard work of the belly family will be in vain.
"No, it can't be like this" Hattori Yayo's eyes were red, and he no longer had the demeanor of the previous kendo master, struggling to pick up Muramasa, his face full of madness.
"Hattori Master save me" A faint cry for help came from the side, and a Muto high-ranking member was hit by the falling masonry, lying on the ground with his face covered in blood.
Hattori Yayo stood up, didn't say a word, walked up to the man's side, and suddenly raised his knife and slashed down.
A human head rolled out of the distance, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.
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"Hattori Masquerade, what are you doing?"
When the people around saw it, they immediately exclaimed.
"It's just almost enough to kill 10,000 people" Hattori Yayomori's cold gaze swept over them, and said without the slightest emotion: "I have protected your Muto family for more than 30 years, and today it is time for you to make a return, I promise you, when Muramasa turns into a demon, I will kill that Huaxia boy and avenge you" "Ahh "Hattori-sama, you can't do this."
"He's crazy, he's crazy" When the people of the Muto family heard this, they instantly fell into an ice cellar and fled in all directions.
Muramasa will be shattered at any moment, and Hattori Yayo has no other choice, wildly waving the long knife in his hand and launching a massacre.
The courtyard once again resounded with a ghost crying wolf, and countless Muto family members died at the hands of Hattori Yayo.
Many people were so angry that they couldn't believe that this man, whom they had previously regarded as a protector, would one day raise a butcher's knife against them.
Looking at Hattori Yayo's crazy moves, Zhang Cheng didn't stop it, just stood quietly in place.
Anyway, these people are all going to be killed, and it's better to have someone do it for you, and you can save some effort.
At the same time, he was also a little curious, he had heard that animals became demons, even if plants became demons, it was not strange, but fierce weapons such as swords could only give birth to tool spirits at most, and it was really unheard of to be able to become demons.
And Zhang Cheng has always had a doubt, that is, why the instrument spirit of the weeping funeral stick is different from others.
Even if it is a superb magic weapon like the Yin and Yang Bagua Mirror, the spirit of the instrument is not triggered, and it can only increase the power of the magic weapon, and cannot directly face the enemy.
However, the spirit of the mourning stick can break away from the body of the stick and attack alone, and it always likes to turn into the shape of a black dragon, which has always puzzled Zhang Cheng.
If the Japanese sword in the other party's hand can really become a demon, maybe he can find a clue from it to make the power of the mourning stick even further: