Chapter 742 The Battle of the Dao of the Blade
Ten million gold coins?
Yang Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared closely at Yagyu Erlang in front of him. The doubts in his heart were slightly resolved by two points. The three of them came to Lan Country and did not have any grudges with anyone. It is unlikely that they will attract so many people. There was such a large array of people coming to hunt down the three of them. If someone paid to hire someone to do the job, it would make sense.
But this is not the biggest doubt in Yang Hao's heart. Yang Hao stared at Yagyujiro and asked in confusion: "How did you find us?"
Yagyu Erlang snorted coldly, with a mocking look on his face: "You think that if you change your identity and wander around, no one will be able to find you? It's a dream."
Yang Hao's heart sank and he asked in a deep voice: "Then can you explain it to us?"
Jiro Yagyu clenched the katana in his hand and snorted coldly: "If you want the answer, defeat me first, otherwise, you will die by my sword."
Yang Hao looked at Yagyu Erlang in front of him, his eyes showed a bit of guard. From the swift and violent cut just now, Yang Hao could tell that this Yagyu Erlang had profound attainments in the way of swordsman, and he was not an ordinary person. He had to deal with it by himself. He needs to cheer up.
Anglia, who was standing behind Yang Hao, took two steps forward, raised the pistol in her hand, aimed at Yagyu Jiro, and shouted sharply: "Get out of the way, or your head will explode."
Faced with Anglia's black muzzle, Yagyu Jiro showed no fear at all, but instead showed a mocking look on his face: "If you dare to shoot, then my subordinates will not have any more Constraint, swarming up, although Yang Hao is very strong, do you think he can protect you in front of so many people, how many people can you kill with only a few bullets in your gun?"
Anglia doesn't understand Japanese, and couldn't understand what he said. Yang Hao slowly stretched out his hand, pressed down the pistol in Anglia's hand, and stared at Yagyu Jiro: "Listen to you, you seem to want to Have a one-on-one duel with me?"
There was undisguised arrogance in Yagyu Erlang's eyes: "Yes, use the knife in your hand and the knife in my hand to make a decision. If you win, I will tell you the answer and let you go. If you lose, Then I'm sorry, your life will only stay here."
Yang Hao agreed without hesitation: "Okay, deal!"
Yagyu Jiro waved his hands behind him, and the surrounding subordinates in black clothes and holding weapons all retreated far back, leaving enough space for the few people in the middle.
Yang Hao clenched the short-handled samurai sword in his hand, turned around and whispered to Anglia: "Stand back, Anglia, protect Jina."
Although Anglia had a pistol in her hand, she couldn't understand the conversation between Yang Hao and Yagyu Erlang, but seeing the posture of the two of them, she already understood a little bit, bit her lip, and stepped back to protect Gina. From a distance, the muzzle of the gun in his hand was slightly lowered, and he looked at the people around him warily.
Jina held Anglia's hand, her eyes filled with nervousness and uneasiness. She asked in a low voice: "Does Yang Hao want to duel with that person?"
Anglia hummed in a low voice, looked at Gina's uneasy little face, and couldn't help comforting her: "Don't worry, he will definitely win, he is a master."
Gina pulled Anglia's arm hard, looked worriedly at Yang Hao who was confronting Yagyu Erlang, and couldn't help asking: "Why do these people deal with us? Those people sent to kill us Well, how did they find us?"
Anglia frowned deeply: "I don't know either."
There was some unconcealable pain on Jina's beautiful face: "Are these people so unwilling to give up?"
Anglia looked at Gina with a painful expression, her heart was full of sympathy and sadness, she silently said in her heart, this is politics, you were born in the royal family, this is your inescapable fate, just like Yan Kingdom Like the princes of ancient emperors, they always faced various overt and covert struggles.
Everything is for rights and interests!
Seeing so many people before and behind, Anglia's palms were already a little sweaty. Although she had a pistol in her hand, she didn't feel any sense of security. Judging from the fearless posture of those people just now, These people are definitely not ordinary street gangsters, but forces who have undergone rigorous training and have a strong background. Otherwise, how could so many people openly hack and kill with knives.
Yang Hao, you must win!
I am not afraid of death, but I must not let Princess Jina be harmed. If she dies here, then the future of the Falkland Principality...
Anglia didn't dare to think about it anymore. She bit her lip and stared at the field, praying secretly for Yang Hao.
Yang Hao and Yagyu Erlang faced each other. Yagyu Erlang held the samurai sword tightly in both hands, staring at Yang Hao like a falcon, looking for a weak point to attack. With the same solemn expression, watching Yagyu Jiro move his body in front of him, and the samurai sword in his hand slightly changed direction, but Yang Hao stood quietly like a towering mountain, not moving like a mountain, but gave people a powerful feeling Invisible pressure.
Yagyu Erlang walked a few steps, adjusted several angles, but found that Yang Hao just stared at him quietly, his body was motionless, knowing that his aura would be weakened if he went on like this, so he didn't stay any longer, and his footsteps stopped. Changed, the whole person rushed towards Yagyu Jiro quickly, and the samurai sword in his hand was like a bolt of lightning, slashing straight down from above.
"kill!"
This knife, without any angle, looks like a simple straight slash, but this knife is fast and fierce.
It was as fast as a flash of lightning. There was a shout from Liu Shengjiro, and a bright light seemed to flash in the air, and then the knife had already reached the top of Yang Hao's head, and the knife was struck by Liu Sheng Erlang with both hands tightly. Incomparable!
Yang Hao's reaction was also extremely fast. When Yagyu Erlang slashed, Yang Hao had already collapsed a step to the side, and the samurai sword in his right hand had been raised suddenly, blocking himself.
"Ding."
There was a crisp impact sound, and a few sparks exploded, which looked extremely bright in the dark night.
Yang Hao only felt a huge force coming from the sword, and his hand involuntarily sank a little bit downward, and it seemed that Yagyu Jiro's samurai sword was about to hit Yang Hao's shoulder, but It was only a few minutes away, but his saber couldn't press it down no matter what.
Yang Hao's hand seemed to be made of fine steel, and it was motionless. No matter how hard Yagyu Erlang tried, it seemed like a mud cow had fallen into the sea.
Yagyu Erlang saw that this knife could no longer do anything to Yang Hao, the blade in his hand tilted, and he had already slashed towards Yang Hao horizontally, but he changed his moves quickly, and Yang Hao changed his moves even faster, so his blade turned and slashed horizontally. The samurai sword suddenly pushed his blade and turned it from horizontal to vertical, which accurately blocked his slashing knife.
Yagyu Jiro failed two times in a row, but he was not discouraged. The blade dragged. Amidst the red-eared friction sound, Yagyu Jiro drew back the samurai sword and launched a new round of attack. It's just an assessment. If these two packs knock down the opponent, then the opponent has nothing to praise.
Yagyu Erlang's saber is fast, ruthless, and has a tricky angle. Everyone walks around, as if the person and the saber have merged into one. Once an attack is launched, the saber turns into a tumbling light He continued to greet Yang Hao everywhere.
Yagyu Erlang's sword is much longer than the one in Yang Hao's hand, so Yagyu Erlang also controlled the distance, always allowing his long sword to take advantage of the distance, at a distance just enough to maximize the power of the long sword , and because of this, Yang Hao seemed to be a bit out of reach in the face of Yagyu Erlang's attack, and he was always resisting Yagyu Erlang's attack.
The knives of the two people kept colliding in the air, and the continuous sound of the collision made everyone's hearts beat violently.
Both Anglia and Gina's hearts seemed to be in their throats. Gina's hand was firmly grasping Anglia's arm, and it was already very hard, and it sank deeply into Anglia's wrist. , but neither Anglia nor Gina seemed to have noticed this. Both of them focused their eyes on Yang Hao in the field, and they were sweating for Yang Hao, because they could see that Well, Yang Hao seems to have suffered a disadvantage in weapons, and the opponent is also a swordsman who is proficient in swordsmanship, and the attack is fierce. Anglia asked herself, if she went up by herself, she might not be able to resist the three moves!
This Lan country swordsman is really terrifying!
Who is he?
This question also arose in Yang Hao's mind. The place where the two fought was in an alley. After all, there were some sundries or shelves around this alley, but these things were like a piece of debris under his opponent's samurai sword. Like paper, it was cut lightly by his samurai sword. Even if he cut it on the wall, the cement wall was cut into a neat and narrow cut in an instant like paper paste.
This kind of saber gesture is definitely not something that ordinary saber wielders can perform. It already involves the skill of exerting force, the knack of using a saber, and even some deeper things.
Of course, in the cultivation of the swordsmen of the Lan Kingdom, their names for the deeper things are not the same as the names for the strength and inner energy in Yan's country, but they are the same in essence, they use their bodies to accommodate more energies, and then release these energies through some special techniques to produce enormous power.
This is the case with Olivia's enemy. The samurai sword in his hand can split the many bullets shot by Olivia at will. This is definitely not something ordinary people can do. Or only a swordsman can do it. Although the man in front of him has not yet reached this level, his attack style, skills, and strong fighting power can all show that this man definitely has a background.
Yang Hao blocked Yagyu Jiro's beheading with a horizontal sword again, and pushed the short-handled samurai sword forward with his backhand, and the two bodies quickly leaned together, with two crossed samurai swords in between.
Yang Hao stared into Yagyu Erlang's eyes, and asked coldly: "You are good at using the knife. Who are you and who did you learn from?"