The Eight Desolate Divine Fires Are Awakened At The Beginning, And The School Beauty Cries For Recon

"Set up the formation!"

Junichiro Yagyu saw Lin Hao getting angry and did not dare to neglect him. After all, the eighth-level junior member of the Yagyu family had just been split in half by Lin Hao's sword.

Four Japanese people immediately rose into the air and surrounded Lin Hao.

"You guys get out of the way first." Lin Hao said to the people in Jiangnan.

He himself walked towards the four Japanese people with a sneer.

"A knife formation? I would like to see what tricks the Japanese dog can do with the knife."

Lin Hao's body flashed and he directly entered the center of the Japanese sword array without fear at all.

"Young man, Japanese people are very sinister, be careful!" The uncle who was about to introduce his daughter to Lin Hao shouted worriedly.

Other people in Jiangnan also told Lin Hao to be more careful.

Lin Hao waved his hand to calm everyone down.

The four Japanese people waved their samurai swords in a dizzying manner and kept narrowing the circle. Seeing that Lin Hao not only walked in by himself, but also stood still, a sinister and proud smile suddenly appeared on his face.

The Japanese began to speed up the pace, and the four of them walked quickly, and soon transformed into a phantom-like circle.

"Shenwu Thousand Blades!"

The sound of the knife whirred, and fine cracks continued to appear in the surrounding void. The surrounding ground was continuously cut by the knife energy, dust flew up, and gravel flew everywhere, forming a huge earth tornado in the blink of an eye.

The low-level people with supernatural powers who were watching were shocked: "The power of this sword formation has increased several times, and I am afraid it has reached the eighth level!"

"How powerful is the eighth-level senior?"

"Eighth-level senior, how should I put it? Let's put it this way, almost twenty Jiangnan War Gods will have to die. Just imagine it yourself."

"If you can't beat twenty Jiangnan war gods, can he beat him?"

"I believe he can. Didn't he just say that? He is prepared."

"I also believe that if you look at him like that, he is so confident and not timid at all. This is what young people in Daxia should be like!"

"Hey, I just hate that my level is too low, and it will hold me back when I go up, otherwise I'll beat him up!"

"It's over. I can't see it now. I wonder how the young man is doing inside?"

He Lin, however, was always reassured and watched calmly.

…

The tornado rolled faster and faster, and rolled bigger and bigger. In the blink of an eye, countless wind blades flew out of the huge tornado, whizzing towards Lin Hao.

The figures of Junichiro Yagyu and the others turned into afterimages like ghosts, killing Lin Hao.

True body, phantom, true and false difficult to distinguish.

Even an eighth-level high-level superpower will inevitably die if trapped in it.

But what they met was Lin Hao, and he was no ordinary person.

"Bahuang Divine Fire!"

Lin Hao's body was filled with eight desolate divine fires, transforming into a god of fire. All the wind blades that touched the eight desolate divine fires were burned into nothingness.

"How is it possible that the terrifying wind blade that can kill the eighth-level beginner can't even touch him!"

"go to hell!"

Yagyu Junichiro slashed at Lin Hao with a knife. The knife was cold and sharp.

But the next second.

"My sword..." Junichiro Yagyu felt that his sword had struck the air, as if it had hit the air, and he staggered a little.

But after all, he was an eighth-level intermediate powerhouse. He reacted very quickly and immediately stepped away. When he looked at the knife in his hand, he saw that only the handle was left, and there was the Eight Desolate Divine Fire roaring above it.

"Baga!" Junichiro Yagyu was so frightened that he quickly threw his katana.

He believed that if he had thrown it half a second later, his hand would have been burned into nothingness by the Eight Desolate Divine Fires.

"The knife made of the super alloy refined from the outer meteorite was burned easily. What kind of terrifying flame is this? It must be at least S-level!" Junichiro Yagyu was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.

The same was true for the other four Japanese people. One of them reacted a little slower. The Bahuang Divine Fire jumped directly from the remaining hilt of the knife and burned his little arm.

Upon seeing this, Junichiro Yagyu immediately took out a knife from the space ring and decisively cut off his arm, thus saving his life.

ah!

The Japanese with broken arms screamed in agony, the sound was so loud that it even drowned out the sound of the tornado.

Junichiro Yagyu yelled angrily: "What do you call it? It brings shame on us Japanese people! We Japanese people can only die in battle and not scream!"

The man immediately shut up and stopped screaming.

When the common people heard the screams, they were startled at first. When they recognized that the screams were from Japanese people, they were overjoyed and cheered.

"That's great. It's a Japanese dog that's screaming. I'll just say that the young man is awesome. Is that okay?"

"As expected of a young man from Daxia, he beat four people against each other and made the opponent scream. It's so cool! It's so cool!"

…

The four of them, Junichiro Yagyu, all took out new samurai swords and wanted to chop Lin Hao again.

Lin Hao sneered: "It's too childish. I won't play anymore. However, I really want to know whether you Japanese dogs really don't know how to scream, as you said."

"Confined by time and space!"

Before they understood what Lin Hao meant, Junichiro Yagyu and the others suddenly stood still.

Lin Hao waved his hand, and the Eight Desolate Divine Fires rose into the sky, burning the huge tornado that was immobilized into nothingness.

The tornado disappeared, and the people in Jiangnan were shocked and stunned when they saw the scene inside.

"Damn it, the young man is too strong, he actually immobilized the dog!"

"It's really strong. These Japanese people are all eighth-level superpowers. He can actually immobilize them."

Junichiro Yagyu and the others could not even move their eyes, and their faces were dull.

Although they still didn't know what Lin Hao was doing, the four of them had a creepy and bad feeling.

Lin Hao took out his sword and released the four heads of Yagyu Junichiro.

"What are you going to do?" Junichiro Yagyu blurted out, so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat.

Lin Hao swung his sword and cut off Junichiro Yagyu's hand, and blood spurted out.

"Ah!" Yagyu Junichiro screamed, but when he thought of what he just said, he immediately suppressed it.

Lin Hao sneered, let's see how long you can endure it.

Swish, swish, swish!

Lin Hao drew his sword like the wind and performed Ling Chi live.

I saw pieces of flesh and blood flying...

Junichiro Yagyu couldn't bear it anymore and screamed heartbreakingly.

The whole place was dead silent!

Thunderous cheers ensued.

"Damn it, young man, don't enjoy this kind of good thing alone! Uncle wants to try it too!"

"I want it too, I hate Japanese people the most!"

…

As a result, the kitchen knives that had been unsold for several years in a nearby furniture store were sold out within five minutes.

Even the chainsaws at the hardware store were sold out.

…

It's getting late, and the lanterns are starting to turn on.

Small bridges and flowing water, beauties and talented people, full of laughter...

Lin Hao smiled and said: "Why don't we come to Jiangnan and eat crabs? I want to eat the first method of crabs. After eating, it's easy to work, and there are many things waiting for me."

When He Lin heard this, her heartbeat skipped a beat: "Isn't that a chance to stay up all night together?"