Immortal emperor reborn mixed city

At this time, Su Yan and his two men had already entered the main hall, and nearly a hundred guards fell to the ground everywhere, wailing and screaming incessantly.

Although Yuwen Xiongba did not want the lives of these people, if he stopped them, he would have to make them lie on the ground obediently and either break their arms or legs.

Entering the inner hall, several men wearing island costumes had already walked over, holding samurai swords in their hands and looking ashen.

"Baga!"

A man roared angrily, leaping towards Su Yan, his sword shining brightly, making people dizzy.

But Su Yan was completely indifferent. He had no intention of hiding or even resisting. He just looked at the man leaping over calmly.

This made this person very popular, and the strength in his hand increased a bit, obviously using all his strength.

"I'm going to cut off your head!"

The man shouted, his anger as thick as smoke. He had never encountered such an arrogant person.

But when his sword was just a hair away from Su Yan, the sword in Yuwen Xiongba's hand had already blocked Su Yan's face, and made a clanging sound, which was very harsh.

But after the harshness, the sound became extremely dull, because the man's katana was broken.

Not only that, the broken blade penetrated directly into his neck. At this time, his hands were shaking and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Blood flowed out along the broken blade, dyeing his body red, dripping on the ground and splattering everywhere.

In the end, the man fell down weakly, grabbing the broken blade with both hands, but he had no strength to pull it out.

This man was also in the middle stage of a master. No one present could have imagined that he would die like this and be so vulnerable.

The men who were originally shouting and angry were full of fear at this moment. They looked at each other with coldness in their eyes.

With a roar, several people rushed towards Yuwen Xiongba, the samurai swords in their hands showing cold light, carrying violent spiritual pressure.

Four or five samurai swords slashed at Yuwen Xiongba, extremely fast and cunning, all aiming at Yuwen Xiongba's weak point.

Yu Wen Xiongba's face turned cold. This group of people wanted to kill them first, so it's no wonder that his blood was splattered here today.

The sword in his hand emits a blue light, and there is a dazzling color on the tip of the sword, which actually forms the meaning of the sword.

When Yuwen Xiongba was within inches of these samurai swords, he slashed out with his sword. The force of the sword was extremely powerful, and even more terrifying than the pressure of these samurai swords.

Several men changed their colors on the spot and wanted to draw their knives and retreat, but it was too late.

Several figures of Yu Wen Xiongba flashed past, and he reappeared behind several men. A full-scale closing force announced the end of this time.

He sheathed his sword and looked at these people coldly, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.

Several men froze there, as if their acupoints had been tapped all of a sudden, standing upright and unable to move.

But the samurai swords in their hands had no brilliance at this moment, and no longer had any coldness, as if they had become scrap metal, without any spiritual power.

However, these samurai swords actually made a breaking sound, and half of the blades fell to the ground.

At the same time, there was a bloodshot-like trace on the necks of these men. The blood was pouring out crazily and could not be stopped at all.

Several men's mouths, ears, eyes and even noses were covered with blood at this moment, and their faces looked miserable.

In the eyes of others who couldn't believe it, and even in the sound of screaming, several strong men in the middle stage of the master fell to the ground and died immediately.

"Sir, let's go."

Yuwen Xiongba looked at Su Yan, bowed slightly, with a look of respect on his face.

Although he pretended to be cool and handsome, in the end he had to treat Su Yan respectfully because Su Yan was his master.

Su Yan walked neither fast nor slow, looking ahead without squinting, just like an elegant man.

Yuwen Xiongba was like Su Yan's bodyguard, with his hand on the sword at his waist and a cold look on his face, always on guard.

Yuwen Xiongba killed several strong men in the middle stage of the master, which naturally made others extremely jealous. No one is a fool, knowing that he is defeated and dares to come up and die.

In this way, the two of them entered the central hall directly, and inside there was a different scene, which was relatively simple and had the characteristics of an island country.

There were screens hanging around, all with pictures of beautiful women, and a strange aura suddenly spread out.

Whoosh!

Several fans came towards Su Yan, but Yuwen Xiongba had already taken action, slashing with his sword, and all the fans shattered and fell to the ground.

At this time, several beautiful women fell from the pavilion like fairies scattering flowers, but the eyes of these beautiful women were so fierce, which was not the look they should have at all.

Yuwen Xiongba said coldly: "I didn't expect that the Tokugawa Prefecture also trained female killers."

In fact, in the island country, these should be called female ninjas. They just wear different clothes today.

These beauties don't have the time or time to talk to Yuwen Xiongba. If they break into Tokugawa Mansion without authorization, there will only be one end, death!

Several women sprinkled a strange pollen, which was so poisonous that it was so hypnotic that most people would bleed to death after smelling just a little bit.

But for Yuwen Xiongba and Su Yan, it is not worth mentioning.

Both use spiritual power to resist and prevent pollen from getting to them.

"Kill."

Su Yan said calmly, without any emotion.

He knew that Yuwen Xiongba was still a little hesitant. After all, there were differences between men and women, and he could not classify these female killers as the previous men.

But after hearing Su Yan's words, Yuwen Xiongba also nodded. The sword came out of his body, and cold light burst out, all of which flashed onto the faces of several beautiful women, splattering blood.

Everyone's face was disfigured. Yuwen Xiongba wanted to scare them away, but he still didn't want to do it.

"Women's kindness!"

Su Yan was slightly angry, and with a casual move, all the women fell to the ground, and there was no sound again.

"So many men died at their hands, did they even hesitate for a moment?!"

Yuwen Xiongba lowered his head with a look of regret on his face.

After several beauties died, a bald man walked out. His muscles were extremely strong, and his eyes were especially breathtaking.

"The number one samurai in the Tokugawa Prefecture, the master swordsman!"

The bald man signed up his number and looked at Su Yan and Su Yan coldly, with only murderous intent in his eyes.

But Yuwen Xiongba didn't give this person the slightest chance, he didn't say anything at all, he just leaped out, and the sword fell down.

The bald man was furious. How could he be a master? A brat with a perfect master was so rude, and he wanted to crush him into a pulp.

The bald man swung out his fist, intending to hit Yuwen Xiongba's sword, but the result was extremely tragic.

puff!

A line of blood streaked through the air, and at the same time a hand flew to the ground. The bald man's face was filled with shock.

But Yuwen Xiongba would not give him the slightest chance. With a flick of the sword, the bald man's head left his body.

Yuwen Xiongba looked around, his eyes full of disdain.

"You don't have anyone in the Tokugawa Prefecture who can fight!"