As far as he could remember, Gong Guita seemed to have felt the same sense of oppression as the person in front of him in Yan Country decades ago.
That was the first time in his life that he was so close to death.
Unexpectedly, in his twilight years, he would feel the fear and despair again.
"I can't fall in front of you!"
Gong Guita's eyes were completely filled with anger. He had no distractions and only wanted to kill Jia Xin in front of him.
He waved the Guiziqi in his hand almost madly, and sword blades with the power to destroy everything attacked Jia Xin like a storm.
Looking at the overwhelming sword blades that were about to devour him, Jia Xin drew a line on the ground with his left foot.
All swords that cross that line will disappear into thin air.
Even if Gong Guita attacked frantically it was in vain, he couldn't hurt Jia Xin at all.
Jia Xin disappeared from Gong Guita's sight again in a flash.
This time he quickly appeared behind him, and without giving him a chance to react, he struck him on the neck with a palm.
Only this time it's the other side.
Boom!
There was still a dull sound, and a cut appeared on the other side of his neck, with blood flowing unstoppably.
The black clothes he was wearing were wet, and the clothes that soaked his blood seemed to be heavier than his head at this moment.
He staggered and staggered, stuck the Japanese knife into the ground, and barely straightened his back.
Now there is only one bone supporting his head, and the hollow spaces on both sides of his neck make Gong Keita feel empty.
With it came a pain that he had not felt in decades, a pain so intense that he wanted to fall to the ground and cry like a child.
"Bagaya Deer!"
Trying to use his rage to temporarily forget the pain, Gong Keita tried his best to open his eyes and assume a fighting stance again.
Bend your legs, sink your center, and hold the sword tightly with both hands.
"kill!"
He stomped his feet on the ground, soared into the sky, and slashed at him with a knife.
The blade brought wind with it, cutting through the air with a sharp whistling sound, and pierced straight into his throat.
He pinched the incoming Japanese sword with two fingers.
The sword slowly cracked between Jia Xin's fingers, then broke into countless small pieces and fell to the ground.
Ping-Pong...
Gong Keita was shocked again. He didn't expect that the Demon Sword could be crushed by him.
This is the devil's cut!
How could the Jade Sword, the first of the five swords in the world, be crushed by him so easily?
Jia Xin finally slashed his neck with the knife.
Gong Guita's head finally fell to the ground.
“President!”
The warriors at the palace meeting burst into tears and drew their swords to avenge Gong Keita on the spot.
Amidst the flashing swords and shadows, they all became the dead souls of Jia Xin's men...
...
It's late at night.
The Kuki family was rarely lively.
They decorated the house with lights and spent money to hire many beautiful women and actors to dance and sing in front of Jiugui's house.
Kukishin went out happily to greet the heads of the Inoguchi and Yamamoto families.
"Oh, the two family heads are here so quickly."
Seeing a strange face following behind the two men, Jiu Guixin asked, "Two Patriarchs, who are those people behind you? They look unfamiliar."
The head of the Zhukou family smiled innocently and pointed at Chu Tian and said:
"This is Sada Taro, Keiko's boyfriend. He is quite capable, and has the strength of a quasi-saint at such a young age."
Jiu Guixin's mouth twitched, and he kept muttering in his heart: "How come I have never seen such a young quasi-saint? No matter how powerful he is, can he be as powerful as my son-in-law Ke Dun? He is just a reckless man!"
Although he thought so in his heart, he still smiled: "Sada is young and promising."
The head of the Yamamoto family was even more arrogant, and solemnly introduced Nanmen Hu behind him: "Nanmen Hu of the Nanmen family, one of the four major families of Yan Country, and he will be the next head of the family."
"Oh, nice to meet you!"
His attitude towards Nanmen Hu was obviously much more respectful. He walked up to him and shook hands with him in a flattering manner.
If we can win over the Nanmen family of Yan State, it will be much easier to do business or live as a human being in the future.
Nanmen Town, who was behind him, snorted coldly when he heard the words of the head of the Yamamoto family, with an unhappy look on his face.
What does it mean that Nanmen Hu is the next head of the family?
He is just the person in charge of this operation, but he is directly labeled as the next head of the family. He is really a little brat.
"Everyone, please come in. We'll drink first, and Mr. Cotton will come to see everyone later."
Invite everyone in.
Jiu Guixin raised the cup for his old boss: "The first cup of wine, let us toast to those warriors who fought bloody battles in Yan Country and Zhu Family! I hope the victory of this battle belongs to us, the Red Sun People!"
"Well said!"
These words resonated with all the Red Sun people present.
Originally, all the people in the three families had not been able to eat or sleep well in the past few days. Listening to the bad news coming from the front line every day, they were heartbroken.
No one expected that the Zhu family's fighting power was so strong that they could deal with it calmly even when facing the three families at once, not to mention the support of the two major families. This tough battle would not be over overnight.
After a while, the three families continued to send experts to Yan State to participate in the battle.
Now, except for the head of the family who did not go into battle, almost 90% of the combat power was sent to Yan State.
Nanmen Hu, who was sitting in the back, sneered and whispered, "These Red Sun people underestimate the Zhu family. The Jingwei team will be dispatched soon. Let's see if they can still laugh then."
"I hear the legend of the Jingwei group every day...are they really that strong?" Nanmen Yue asked softly.
Everyone knows that the top fighting force of the Zhu family is the Jingwei group, but Nanmen Yue is not sure about their true strength.
After taking a sip of the sake in the cup, Nanmen Zhen said unhappily: "If the Jingwei Group was not powerful, I wouldn't have to die."
Helplessness flashed in his eyes: "I don't have to lose an arm."
"Of course you younger ones don't know, only we know. The Jingwei group has less than 20 people, but each of them has the strength of a quasi-saint at least."
"Three families at once? Humph, even if the four major families of Yan Country meet the Zhu family, they will not get any benefit, and the probability of losing will even be higher."
Nanmen Yue nodded as if she understood, then turned to ask Nanmen Hu: "Dad, should I go find Zhu Mo?"
"Need not."
"But you've also seen the letter he sent you, so you have to give him a response, right?"
Nanmen Hu looked at the people of Hongri who were laughing and toasting each other, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Wait! My decision is very important, and I cannot afford to make mistakes."
"Just wait. You don't want all of us to die in a foreign country, do you?"
"Xiao Hao, tell our people to wait in front of Jiugui's house in ten minutes. Don't act rashly without my order." Nanmen Hu instructed the people behind him.
Although Nanmen Town is very dissatisfied with this younger brother, it has to rely on him at this critical moment.
Because he does not have Nanmen Hu's courage and will definitely lose his composure in such a chaotic situation.
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