Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees

Miscalculated.

I thought it was a fourth level.

The result is not...

Bai Yu realized at the moment of contact that the Ronin leader who was defeated by his one shot could not reach the extraordinary fourth level at all.

Just a third-order peak.

In fact, in Fuso, a third-level peak person is already very impressive, not even rare, but at least a first-rate master.

In Daxia, on average, there are more than ten third-level people in a third-tier city, but in Fusang, third-level people are basically worshiped by the Chinese.

But Bai Yu, who is at the peak of the third level, can't even make a single move even if he calculates mentally or not.

Even if it's a head-on fight, three moves will cut off his arm and five moves will take his life.

It has nothing to do with realm, it is purely a gap in hard power.

The head of the Iwata family said in a deep voice: "Who are you and why are you here!"

Another head of the family also spoke loudly and boldly: "Do you think you can fight out of here by yourself?!"

Another clan elder was also furious: "You dare to kill the clan elder of the Kazama family, do you know what the consequences will be!"

Loud, noisy, noisy.

Plus some ronin shouting.

It lasted for about ten seconds before it gradually became quiet, because Bai Yu was silent. The more silent and calm he became, the more terrifying he became. His eyes scanned the crowd lightly, like staring at a group of clowns.

He didn't look at the mob at all, he just lowered his head and looked at the ronin leader who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth and still trying to hold the knife.

A kick landed and crushed his wrist. The sound of bones breaking was crisp, accompanied by a muffled scream.

Bai Yu said calmly: "Where is Hongye Swordsman?"

The deputy leader of Ronin spoke with difficulty: "Did the Nan family find you?"

Bai Yu asked again: "Who is the mastermind behind the scenes?"

He smiled lowly, sneering while coughing up blood.

Bai Yu thought for a while and then said: "Go and notify Hongye Jianhao and ask him to bring him back. I'll wait for him here. Maybe you won't die."

The deputy leader grinned, revealing his bloody teeth.

"go to hell!"

The next moment, I don't know what he crushed.

Bai Yu only felt a sense of crisis coming over him.

The flames of high explosives rose from Nioji Temple and ignited the entire building. The violent impact emptied the first floor of the temple, and the flames engulfed the crowd.

Several family heads were able to survive because of their good skills, life-saving tools, and a bit of luck.

They lay in the mud in a miserable state, looking at the landscape of firelight and rain.

"Crazy people, these crazy people! They actually hid high explosives under their feet!"

"I'm afraid they were planning to blow us up from the beginning!"

"I told you that these ronin are not trustworthy at all!"

There were quarrels, yells, and cries of pain.

Then...the sound of footsteps sounded, and the other howling insults stopped abruptly.

In the light of the fire, Bai Yu walked out with a gun. He patted the dust on his shoulders. The words transformed by the guardian spirit flowed on the body surface, blocking the high temperature and blocking direct damage.

It's like wearing a layer of absolutely invincible demonic armor.

The impact of the proof made him a little injured, because he was too close to avoid it.

Who knew that the deputy commander of Ronin was so strong-minded and filled the entire statue of Nioh with explosives.

Drink a red bottle to replenish blood.

The soles of his shoes were stained with lamp oil, and the footprints he walked over were filled with fire and blood.

This scene, in the eyes of those Chinese people, is like a terrifying evil spirit from hell.

One person tried to scream, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a spear penetrated his throat, killing him instantly.

A dignified third-level extraordinary person, but he didn't even have the strength or courage to resist, and was far inferior to the senior students in Penglai.

"Don't, don't kill me. I can give you money, a lot of money, treasures, women, and..."

laugh.

Blood splattered and heads fell to the ground.

Bai Yu looked at the last remaining person.

Perhaps because the fear had reached the critical point, the elder of the Sakata family regained his composure and said: "The leader of the ronin of the Nine-headed Dragon is not here, but led thirty elites to the Nan family!"

"Only thirty?"

"Those are not ordinary thirty people, each one is above the second level in strength!"

"Oh, thank you for the information. You can keep the body intact, or choose a less painful way to die."

The elder of the Sakata family knelt down and begged: "As long as I don't die, I will satisfy all your requests!"

"You are from Daxia. I can tell that you must be a disciple of the Daxia family who has gone out to experience these skills!"

Bai Yu said: "You can also see this?"

"The temperament is too different. You can tell by your clothes that you are not from Fuso. Moreover, you have a dragon vein mark on the back of your hand. I was fortunate enough to follow my mentor to study in Daxia and have seen this mark." Sakata said with great respect: " He must be from a noble family!"

Bai Yu: "..."

Dihua?

He thought about it, and it didn't seem to count... Strictly speaking, he was right.

The only difference is that he does not rely on his family at all, but relies entirely on his own efforts.

"Okay." Bai Yu's heart moved, he changed his mind, and put away his weapon: "Then I will spare your life."

"Thank you, sir!"

"I'll give you two hours to prepare an off-road vehicle and send it to Nan's house."

"It will definitely happen!"

Sakata lowered his head. After a full minute and a half, he raised his head. His forehead was stained with mud, water and dirt, and he looked like he had survived a disaster.

But there is still a hint of excitement.

Four of the five families died, and I was left alone to survive. This was actually a perfect opportunity!

If this noble man from Daxia really killed Hongye Swordsman, then it would not be impossible to treat him as a dog.

Fusang, a place where smelly fish and rotten shrimps gather together, Daxia has been too lazy to take care of it since ancient times, handing out documents and giving random instructions, regardless of the internal dog eating dog.

The opportunity to hold my thigh is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Bai Yu sauntered down the mountain. Other wanderers had already noticed it, but no one dared to come up.

Because they have all seen that killing level three alone is like slaughtering a dog.

The highest strength of the guards left here is the second level of swordsmanship.

What are you doing up there?

To die?

After all, there are very few people who can be as tough or crazy as the deputy commander. Most people cherish their lives. If they don't spare their lives, how can they fall into trouble?

So these wanderers comforted themselves.

"When the leader comes back, he will be dead!"

"We don't need to take action at all!"

"That's right!"

"The leader will come back with his head!"

Wagging his lips and bulging his tongue, he looked for a suitable excuse for his cowardice.

After Bai Yu walked more than ten meters away, he dared to take a breath and speak louder. They were also afraid of falling into eternal sleep in an instant.

There was a ronin who spoke loudly for three seconds after seeing that Bai Yu could not be seen. As a result, he was shot to death without laughing for three seconds.

The white elm leaves and comes back.

One of them was so frightened that he clamped his legs and seemed to be incontinent.

The young man's eyes swept over the dozen or so trembling ronin: "I remember there is a motorcycle here?"

Upon hearing this inquiry, the two ronin rolled out a rather retro-looking motorcycle and took a few steps back: "You, please..."

Start the motorcycle. It is obviously not a local product of Fuso. Its shape is similar to a Harley-Davidson motorcycle, and it is obviously different from modern motorcycles.

But it’s perfectly adequate as a means of transportation.

In his previous life, he was also a motorcycle enthusiast.

This is a deeply hidden setting.

Why don't you guess where the ten accumulated traffic accidents came from?

Follow ten motorcycle bloggers on the short video platform, and if there are five left after half a year, they will be considered lucky.

The motorcycle made a beautiful flick on the ground, and Bai Yu regained some feeling. The tires rubbed against the bluestone ground and made scorch marks. It sped out with a whooshing sound, accompanied by the violent roar of the engine and a strong and harsh sound of blasting into the street. .

After Bai Yu drove out, he realized that this group of rogues had also stolen this motorcycle.

What they robbed was the Bosozoku’s car!

Bosozoku are the group of speedsters who like to drive and spread noise. The classic look of this group of people is to wear airplane hair and have "Ye Xi Xi Ku" written on the back of their clothes.

Bai Yu took a look at his clothes and found that they really didn't match.

However, although the sound is noisy, it is also intimidating.

The louder the sound, the stronger the impact. After all, we have to fight Hongye Jianhao. There is no chance for a sneak attack, so make a bigger noise.

It was not fun to kill in Dragon Country before, but now there is no need to suppress emotions.

In Fusang, the rogues were used to attack them all, and they could kill them all without breaking the laws of Bactria.

…

8:00pm

The guard in front of Nan's house noticed the crowd approaching at the end of the street.

The other party's murderous intent was not concealed at all, it was extremely clear.

The bright blade flashed in the dark night, like a crocodile's eyes illuminated by lights.

"Quickly, inform the owner! Yes, there are enemies!" the guard at the door shouted immediately.

Just as he finished speaking, a wakizashi flew over and pierced his shoulder directly.

The head guard of the Nan family was sitting in the front yard. After hearing the noise, he stepped out and looked a little ugly when he saw the group of ronin in front of him.

He shouted: "Form up!"

Fifty guards flocked to the main entrance.

The killing begins and will not stop until death.