No wonder I dared to challenge Baidi and Wenrenzhan. It turned out that Miyamoto Musashi came prepared.

Seeing Wen Renzhan's face turned blue, he really seemed to be poisoned.

Despicable people have seen them, but this is the first time Tang Long has seen someone as despicable as Miyamoto Musashi, and he has no Bushido spirit at all.

After all, people with status are also people who use poison, which is really losing their identity.

"What? Poison?!"

"Grandpa, you... are you okay!"

Wen Ren Mu Xue's face changed and she hurriedly supported Wen Ren Zhan.

At this time, Wen Renzhan's face turned blue and his qi and blood in his body were declining constantly, which was indeed a sign of poisoning.

"Grandma's bear, I haven't seen it for decades. This Miyamoto Musashi is still so despicable. Just let it go for a sneak attack, but he will use poison to his grandma!" Wen Renzhan was so angry that he cursed.

Tang Long twisted out three golden needles, and was so fierce that under Wen Ren Zhan's right chest, he saw the poisonous blood being squeezed out little by little.

But even so, it was just a little poisonous blood.

To remove all, you must take a medicinal bath.

Wen Renzhan stood up with a knife and said angrily: "Little Japanese, let's come again!"

"Grandpa, you are poisoned." Wenren Mu Xue's eyes turned red and she said with concern.

Wen Renzhan smiled wildly and said, "Haha, silly girl, to grandpa, what does this little poison count? I thought to your grandpa, I dared to take a knife to kill the Japanese machine gunner. A little toxin can't do anything to me at all!"

This is the veteran general of China!

Although it is in his twilight years, he has a spirit of not admitting defeat in his heart.

It was their generation who drove the Japanese out of China.

Tang Long knew that Wen Ren Zhan had to fight because if he fell down, all the people behind him would die.

Wen Renzhan knew Miyamoto Musashi's cruelty, so he had no choice.

"war!"

Wen Ren Zhan shouted and rushed towards Miyamoto Musashi again.

"Grandpa, come back!"

"Mr., don't be impulsive!"

Tang Long and others were all impatient, but they knew that they had no chance to take action at this level of battle.

The Danjin master is really terrifying. With the strength of Tang Long and others, he can't get close to Miyamoto Musashi at all.

"Miyomoto Musashi, you have refreshed my perception of despicableness again. Do you have any bushido spirit?" Baidi was also furious. He burst into tears. The silver spear in his hand was trembling. With a "bang", the silver spear hit the Tiancongyun sword hard.

"Haha, the big knife slashed at the Japanese!"

Wen Ren Zhan laughed wildly, held the hilt of the knife in both hands, and slashed at Miyamoto Musashi.

Seeing Wenren Zhan rushed forward, a trace of fear flashed in Miyamoto Musashi's eyes. To be honest, he felt a little afraid of Wenren Zhan, who was desperate.

This is also why Miyamoto Musashi was eager to kill Mitori.

"Baga, Wenren Zhan, you are about to die, and you are still so arrogant. Take another claw!" Miyamoto Musashi held a sword in his right hand to block Baidi's silver spear, and the iron claws in his left hand flew out again.

Whoosh!

The iron claws shot out rapidly and grabbed Wen Renzhan's throat.

"Old man, be careful!"

Seeing this, Tang Long couldn't help but remind him loudly.

Wen Renzhan laughed and said, "Haha, Japanese devils, you're dead!"

Suddenly, Wen Renzhan flashed, and the iron claws grabbed his tiger-headed sword. Wen Renzhan rotated the tiger-headed sword with force, and saw the iron chain behind the iron claws wrapped around the sword. As for the iron claws, Wen Renzhan grabbed his hands tightly.

"Baga!"

Miyamoto Musashi's face changed drastically. He wanted to withdraw his iron claws, but no matter how hard he used, the iron claws did not move at all and were grabbed by Wen Ren Zhan.

puff!

When he grabbed the iron claws, Wen Renzhan could no longer help and spit out black blood on his mouth.

Puchi.

Wen Renzhan's body softened, and the tiger-headed sword in his hand pierced into the ground, but he did not fall down, but glared at Miyamoto Musashi.

"Haha, Japanese devils, I can't beat you to death!"

Wen Renzhan said with a crazy smile.

drink!

Seeing Wenren Zhan's face turned blue, Baidi couldn't help but shout, exerting all his strength, and pressing down the silver spear in his hand violently. With a "puff" sound, Congyun Sword slashed into Miyamoto Musashi's left arm that day, and blood flowed everywhere.

"Baga, Baidi, I want you to die!" Miyamoto Musashi shouted loudly, swung the Tiancongyun Sword so hard that he swept towards Baidi's neck.

The White Emperor was not afraid at all, and he swung his gun and stabbed it again. The silver spear swirled and stabbed Miyamoto Musashi's left chest.

puff!

puff!

Almost at the same time, blood spurted out from the chest of Shirato and Miyamoto Musashi.

Fortunately, Baidi only suffered a little skin trauma.

After all, Miyamoto Musashi had to be wary of Wenren, so he only used seven points of his strength.

"Miyamoto Musashi, go to death!"

Baidi stabbed violently and saw the silver spear sank into Miyamoto Musashi's chest little by little.

Miyamoto Musashi's face changed drastically and he said angrily: "Haga!"

Just as Miyamoto Musashi was about to swing his sword to slash Baidi's neck, Wen Renzhan suddenly rushed over.

"This...how is this possible?!"

Looking at Wen Ren Zhan who suddenly rushed up, Miyamoto Musashi was stunned. Before his sword could fall, the tiger-headed sword had already been cut down. With a "puff" sound, Miyamoto Musashi's left arm was completely cut off, blood spurted everywhere.

"Ah, my arm!" Miyamoto Musashi screamed and shouted in a severe pain.

Bang!

Suddenly, Baidi stepped on the ground with his right foot, smashing the red carpet directly. Then he slapped the silver spear with a palm. With a "puff" sound, the silver spear shot directly from Miyamoto Musashi's left chest and finally stabbed it on the plaque of the Erdaoliu Martial Arts Hall.

When the silver spear passed through Miyamoto Musashi's left chest, Miyamoto's knees softened and he knelt heavily on the ground. His whole body was trembling and a lot of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Haha, Japanese devils, grandpa's sword is so powerful!"

Wen Renzhan said with both hands holding the hilt of the knife and barely supporting his body.

Miyamoto Musashi smiled sinisterly and said, "Gaga, don't be too happy too early. Tell you the truth. The Demon Emperor will arrive in the East China Sea today!"

brush!

As soon as Miyamoto Musashi finished speaking, Tang Long and others changed their expressions and looked at the door at the same time.

Fortunately, no one appeared at the door.

Baidi narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a cold face: "Miyamoto Musashi, even if you move out of the Demon Emperor, you can't save you!"

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, Baidi, you haven't seen each other for many years, and you are still so arrogant and as famous as you. It's really a shame for me!" As he spoke, a black shadow slowly walked in, followed by Jiang Lin, Lu Daoyang, Mandala and others.

When the Demon Emperor General appeared in the Erdaoliu Martial Arts Hall, Tang Long felt like a dark cloud was pressing on his head, and even his breathing became suffocating.

"Yes... it's the Demon Emperor!"

"The Daxia Dragon Bird, wearing black armor, foot boots, and one of the top ten famous swords on the waist, kills people like grass, both good and evil!"

Li Kuafu, the imperial concubine and others all exclaimed.
Chapter completed!