Age of Conquest Reborn

Chapter 168: Showdown between beauties

The Japanese officer who faced off against Tang Qiuli struck him hard at the first moment, trying to kill him and then quickly, the blade of the knife was already close to Tang Qiuli's head. Looking at Tang Qiuli's body standing motionless, this trash thought that this pretty boy was scared.

Stupid.

He forgot who was responsible for the kick that Ichiro Koizumi received. A cruel smile hung on his face. The figure flashed, the knife flew, and the man fell down. Blood was spitting out from his mouth. The Japanese officer struggled desperately to get up.

, The effort was in vain, and he fell down, motionless, with only his evil eyes, which had become dilated, wide open unwillingly.

With just one move, Tang Qiuli put the Japanese officer on the verge of death. The hall was extremely quiet, with no cheers or applause. The guests were stunned by this scene.

Looking at this boy who seemed to be motionless on the spot, with his white clothes fluttering and a faint smile on his face, an uncontrollable fear suddenly arose in the hearts of the guests, killing people invisible and forcing themselves while talking and laughing.

The enemy is killed.

In fact, they overestimated this Japanese officer. In Tang Qiuli's eyes, he was not even a rival. At best, he was just a trash who was eager to reincarnate.

There was a commotion in the hall, and the guests were whispering to each other. Takashima never expected this ending. In her opinion, at the worst, Xiaocun could support it for a while. You know, Xiaocun was also ranked among the top five in the consulate.

Master, who would have known that this guy named Qiu could be defeated with just one move. Looking at it like that, the possibility of survival is extremely slim.

Another thing she didn't expect was that this Chinese man dared to kill him. The situation was completely beyond her expectation. Two people had already died indirectly or directly at his hands.

Hashimoto can't be allowed to do it again, and he is no match for this Chinese boy. Takashima gritted his teeth and was about to challenge Tang Qiuli. There was a commotion at the door, and a dozen Japanese ronin broke in. Takashima was very happy, this

It was the samurai from Fujiwara Dojo, a Japanese martial arts school in Tianjin, who came to support me.

Like a gust of wind, eight Japanese warriors surrounded Tang Qiuli in the middle. The guests who had just been tortured by Tang Qiuli's chic and ruthless manner were worried again. This time they were eight murderous Japanese warriors. Can Mr. Qiu...

Can you handle it?

Tang Qiuli acted as if nothing was wrong, and took the time to smile brightly at Xiaoling. This smile was as warm as the spring breeze melting into willows. Not only was Xiaoling's heart filled with sweetness, but those ladies, rich ladies, and young ladies from rich families also felt their hearts pounding.

After being hit by a heavy hammer, a strange feeling quickly spread in my heart. Tonight, I don't know how many people complained about men and women, and they were destined to lose sleep because of him and Xiaoling.

Tang Qiuli gestured towards Shan Hu, who understood Shan Hu and put a pair of chopsticks into his hands. The guests were in an uproar. Isn't this boy going to use chopsticks to deal with eight sharp long knives?

This is indeed the case. Under the anxious gazes of the guests, the field started to move. Eight black shadows and eight sharp long knives were constantly rotating around a white shadow. The white shadow was as graceful as a thunderous dragon.

Weaving among the black shadows, chopped chopsticks flew out of the venue from time to time, and the guests were so nervous that they couldn't breathe.

Suddenly, the scene came to a standstill, and the nine figures stopped motionless. The eight Japanese samurai kept holding their swords, and Tang Qiuli stood quietly in the field, still surrounded. The scene was strange and peculiar.

Suddenly, the eight Japanese samurai fell down in the shape of a fan with Tang Qiuli as the center. Each of them had a chopstick stuck in their left eye. The force of the chopstick was so strong that it penetrated through the back of their heads.

There were pools of blood, staining the carpet red.

The guests were completely petrified. He killed eight tough Japanese samurai with a pair of chopsticks. Is this boy still a human? What is his background? Such martial arts are only spread in legends. Unexpectedly, I saw it with my own eyes today.

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Takashima's face turned pale. She finally understood that this boy's martial arts had reached a superb level, and he was vicious, killing with one blow without mercy. Who was this boy who looked like a god of murder? Why did he do this to him?

A samurai from the Japanese Empire was brutally murdered, and he had a deep hatred for the empire?

Suddenly, she shuddered and suddenly remembered a person, that is the commander of the Anti-Japanese Blood Hand Regiment who caused heavy casualties to the Kwantung Army in Manchuria, Blood Hand Qiu Li, yes, it must be him, Qiu Li, the name is the same.

, this demon who killed hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Japanese Empire, no wonder he smelled like an iron-blooded soldier. It turned out that his hands were stained with the blood of the loyal warriors of the empire.

Takashima stopped other Japanese samurai who wanted to rush forward. In the Japanese Consulate in Tianjin, the top expert was Takashima Noyuri. Not only was this woman great in bed, she was also very good in martial arts.

Wearing a gorgeous evening dress, with snow-white skin and a plump body, she held a samurai sword in her hand. This look looked funny and weird. Takashimano Yuri had to take action. She knew that the Japanese samurai present was out of control.

Apart from her, no one is the opponent of Blood Hand Qiu Li. Even she is reluctant to do so. However, for the dignity of the Japanese Empire, even if she risks her life, she must get rid of this person. He is harmful to the great cause of the empire.

, too big.

In Tang Qiuli's heart, he had no sympathy for this Japanese woman. In his opinion, all Japanese people were trash, full of aggressive evil in their bones, and he would never show mercy to those who took advantage of her.

Unexpectedly, Xiaoling stood up slowly and walked to Tang Qiuli. It was obvious that she wanted to take this fight. Based on Tang Qiuli's observation of Gao Dao, he knew that this woman's martial arts was very powerful.

, although not as good as himself and Shan Hu, but on par with Xiaoling.

He glanced at Xiaoling with some worry. He knew Xiaoling's intentions very well. In this situation, even if he won the fight, he would still be defeated. Women don't have such worries about women. Xiaoling doesn't want her lover.

The image has been a little tarnished and questioned.

He thought for a while, if Xiaoling is not allowed to fight, she may have a shadow in her heart and think that she doubts her ability, which will also affect the relationship between the two people. Girls in love are very sensitive, he thought.

The girl in her arms was still the same girl as before, not Xiaoling, who had a somewhat inferior self-esteem.

They are the same two outstanding women, one is gorgeous, one is pure, one is full of murderous intentions, the other is restrained, the same is slender but not weak waist, one is charming eyes, the other is as bright as autumn water, separated by a distance of more than ten meters,

The impact of the debut sparks.

Looking at the two beautiful women confronting each other in the field, the guests had unspeakable feelings in their hearts. Why should they kill each other? Is this beautiful life meant to be destroyed?

More people were worried about Xiaoling. That Gao Dao obviously had more murderous intent than Xiaoling. They were really worried about that beautiful Mrs. Qiu. Everyone knew that in this situation, neither party would be able to win.

It is impossible to give in, which will destroy the country's prestige. Personal honor and disgrace are small, but the national image is big. This is an endless deadlock that can only be resolved with blood.

When Tang Qiuli saw that Xiaoling was still empty-handed, there was no chance of winning against Gao Dao's sword. He pulled out the sword from Battle's back, gave it to Xiaoling's hand with concern, and patted Xiaoling's hand gently.

Face, this time, no matter how generous Xiaoling is, her cheeks are still flushed, and she feels the encouragement of her lover in her heart, and her confidence is greatly increased.

The female guests couldn't help but their hearts were beating wildly. They wished that some slender hand would touch their faces. Takashimano Lily was even more furious. He was so affectionate in front of her, but he didn't take himself seriously at all.

Tang Qiuli did this because he was targeting Gao Dao's weakness. He found that this woman was very arrogant and arrogant. The more he ignored her existence, the more he aroused her anger. Looking at Gao Dao's iron-blue pretty face,

Tang Qiuli secretly laughed in his heart, as the balance of victory poured into Xiaoling's side.

Battle's big knife, with its wide blade and thick back, was specially used by men. When Xiaoling held it in her hand, it looked particularly big. However, when Xiaoling calmed down and held the knife in her hand, everyone was surprised to find that,

This big knife has become one with Xiaoling.

This is not surprising at all. Battelle and Xiaoling may have spent more time together than Tang Qiuli. Xiaoling could not be more familiar with her brother's knife.

Gao Dao put away her contempt. She felt that Xiao Ling's momentum was growing. She couldn't wait any longer. She took small steps, twisted her elastic waist, her skirt floated, and she was at Xiao Ling's side in an instant.

before.

A flash of sword light struck Xiaoling's head as if it was done in vain. This woman's attack was fierce and old-fashioned. Xiaoling turned her sword sideways and met Takashima's blade. There was a crisp "clang" sound, and the two swords connected.

, Takashima used Lao without using any moves, he drew the knife smoothly, flipped his wrist, and slashed towards Xiaoling's white neck with the light of the knife.

Two beautiful women were fighting together. The sound of Qingyue's swords could be heard constantly. Colorful figures and elegant figures were walking back and forth. Their long skirts were fluttering. Xiaoling couldn't leap up like Gao Dao.

The hem of the skirt floated up, the naked body was exposed, and the underwear was in full view of the onlookers. She hated wearing a skirt today, and couldn't let go, so she could only try her best to defend.

Takashima is like a female leopard, her slender waist is full of movement, she jumps up and steps sideways at will, no matter if her nakedness is exposed, her body is not a virgin anyway, she has exhausted many men.

Because she had no scruples, Takashima spread her plow very wide. The big breasts on her chest made waves with every movement she made. If she hadn't held a murderous weapon in her hand, she would have been a dancer.

girl.

Although Ling was on defense, her footwork was not messy at all, and her graceful figure was as elegant as a willow swinging in the wind. Compared to Takashima Yeli, who looked like a crazy tiger, Xiaoling's demeanor was as calm as after the rain.

Sky.

After fighting for a while, Takadao found that his storm-like offensive failed to break through Xiaoling's defense. It was like a soft and tough willow branch that could be blown away by the strong wind without any damage.

Takashima knew that his main attack would not be effective after a long time, and his physical strength would definitely be exhausted. It was hard to say what the situation would be like by then.

To be continued

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