Immortal emperor reborn mixed city

Su Yan's words were not threats, but simple questions, and they gave Tokugawa Ichiro a chance.

It's a pity that people always like to miss this hard-won opportunity. By the time they regret it, their lives are gone.

Facing Su Yan's stern words, Tokugawa Ichiro only had anger in his eyes, because his disciples were killed one after another, and the other party was so arrogant and threatening. As a strong swordsman, how could he bear this anger.

The clogs under Tokugawa Ichiro's feet were clattering. This was because he was changing his posture. The sword on his waist was actually a little restless at this moment.

"Let everything be resolved by force. If I win, you will lose my life. If I lose, it will be at your disposal!"

Tokugawa Ichiro's face returned to calmness, but his eyes had a deep and profound coldness, just like the breeze blowing, but it was biting and cold, making people unable to guard against it.

Su Yan held his head high, his bangs being blown by the breeze, and his looming eyes were full of disdain. It was ridiculous that a mere master in his late stages wanted to compete with him.

"Okay, it's up to you!"

After Su Yan spoke, the man had already rushed towards Tokugawa Ichiro. Most people would never be able to detect that ghostly figure, not even Tokugawa Ichiro.

He can only feel the air and the changes in pressure. When any strong man takes action, the surrounding air and even his own pressure will change. This is science.

Tokugawa Ichiro believed in science and never failed. Relying on this judgment, he killed countless souls with his sword and achieved the position of Sword Master.

The katana was unsheathed, and a cold light flashed, but in an instant, Tokugawa Ichiro had already set up his formation, holding the katana tightly with both hands, and slashed towards the void.

Keng!

The violent echo showed that Tokugawa Ichiro's katana hit something, which also showed that his judgment was correct, and Su Yan's speed did not pose a threat to him.

There was a shallow mark on Su Yan's arm at this time, which was left by the samurai sword. He used his spiritual power to resist but still suffered a slight injury.

Of course, such minor injuries are harmless and will disappear in a moment, but the clothes cannot be restored.

"He is worthy of being a strong man from one of Fuso's four great sword sects. He has good sword skills."

Tokugawa Ichiro sneered. He didn't need the enemy's flattery in this situation, because the outcome was destined and could not be changed.

"kill!"

Tokugawa Ichiro roared angrily, holding his katana and killing Su Yan with such momentum that the air around him turned into streams of dry ice.

The tip of the samurai sword filled with cold light actually dripped a drop of blood, which was extremely dazzling.

This is the bloodline that the samurai sword has gathered after killing too many people. This time it comes out, it shows that it is angry and thirsty for blood.

The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword cannot be described as dazzling at all, because in other people's eyes, the sword cannot be seen at all, and even the human figure is looming, as if two high-frequency mosaics are trembling everywhere.

Su Yangang's energy protected his body, and the might of the dragon appeared in his hands, covered with dense dragon scales. He was not afraid of Tokugawa Ichiro's samurai sword at all, and directly struck him away.

The violent sound was comparable to thunder, and the heaven and earth were eclipsed by it. A tornado emerged from the sky, trying to reach the ground.

Su Yan punched hard with both fists, directly hitting the blade. The pressure that could shake ripples spread out, and mountains collapsed and the ground cracked all around.

But in the blink of an eye, the two had fought countless battles, and both sides were filled with two powerful spiritual energy fluctuations.

The momentum of one gold and one green is not weak at all, as if two heaven-shaking powers make the ground tremble.

"Damn it, my knife can't hurt you!"

Tokugawa Ichiro's face was full of rage at this moment, and he exchanged hundreds of moves. The katana for which he lived was unable to break Su Yan's energy. Not to mention beheading Su Yan, it could not even hurt him.

This is enough to show that Su Yan's strength is no longer something he treats with pride, and Tokugawa Ichiro begins to feel uneasy in his heart.

"I still say the same thing, you can save a small life if you tell me."

Su Yan looked at Tokugawa Ichiro calmly, his eyes were indifferent, he was giving Tokugawa Ichiro a chance.

"Baga!"

Ichiro Tokugawa cursed angrily, raised his katana, and a shadow of a dragon appeared behind him. The two combined to form a dragon-snake samurai sword.

The dragon attacks, with its bloody mouth open and dripping viscous liquid, and its extremely terrifying fangs that make people tremble with fear.

Not only that, there was a green light at the tip of Tokugawa Ichiro's katana, which was extremely dazzling and very bright.

He gathered his strength together and reached the extreme, forming a radiant light with absolutely terrifying power.

But such a powerful blow could not make Su Yan move even a little bit. His patience was limited and had been exhausted.

A dragon roared across the sky, and there was no way to resist it.

As soon as the golden dragon came out, the turbulent force of the sky directly suppressed it. In the eyes of the golden dragon, the dragon was like a small snake, and it was swallowed into its belly in one bite.

The green light was resisted by the golden flames beating all over Su Yan's body, and was then swallowed by him.

That's right, Su Yan directly swallowed Tokugawa Ichiro's strongest blow and completely transformed it into his own spiritual power.

The katana in Tokugawa Ichiro's hand finally couldn't withstand the terrifying pressure at this moment. After trembling for a few times, it broke directly into pieces.

This suddenly made Ichiro Tokugawa look horrified, and he couldn't believe this result at all.

The strength that Su Yan suddenly displayed was beyond what he could have imagined. There was only one explanation, and that was Grandmaster Perfection.

Tokugawa Ichiro fell to the ground, his eyes were full of fear, and his whole body was shaking faintly. His life only depended on Su Yan's thoughts.

If you are weak, you will die. This is the result of the duel. If Tokugawa Ichiro shows his weakness, then Su Yan can definitely chase and kill him with one move.

Su Yan did not do this because he still wanted to ask questions.

"Now we can tell where the divine envoy is."

Su Yan looked down at Tokugawa Ichiro, his eyes were expressionless and joyless, but they made people even more frightened.

The members of the Tokugawa clan had already changed their expressions with fear at this moment. They all looked at Su Yan in fear, as if they had seen a strange beast.

The strongest man in the Tokugawa family was defeated, which means that the Tokugawa family no longer has the power to resist, and has now become a prey to the sword.

Some people were so frightened that they cried, some turned pale, and some even fainted.

The Tokugawa family, which was once so proud, is so desperate at this moment. It used to be a lofty existence everywhere, but now it is so humble and insignificant.

This is the outcome of victory and defeat. This world is cruel. People only remember the winner, not the loser, because people all yearn for victory.

Tokugawa Ichiro looked at Su Yan. At this moment, he completely lost his last resistance and looked decadent.

Just when he was about to tell the whereabouts of the divine envoy, a man walked into the inner hall, walking vigorously, and ducked in front of Su Yan.

"You're looking for me?"