Chapter 2671 Demon Sword Muramasa

"Peng——"

When Toyotomi Yui and the others turned on the surveillance screen, they saw four people at the entrance broken into two and falling down. "Ah——"

In the open door, on the stone path leading here, a young man was walking.

He held a knife in his hand, walked slowly and calmly, but gave people an unstoppable momentum.

More than a dozen elite members of the Imperial Sword Society subconsciously surrounded him, but they didn't even touch the other party's clothes, and blood splashed on the ground in the dazzling knife light.

"Ye Tianlong?"

Toyotomi Yui poured the tea in the cup, and most of it fell on her calf, and her white and smooth ankles turned red.

She ignored the pain of the hot water, just watching the irresistible Ye Tianlong approaching.

Qianxue and the others did not answer, their eyes all fell on each other, and they all smelled a huge danger.

The smell of blood and killing flowed in the air, and the cold wind seemed to be a little dim because of this terrible scene.

"Ah——"

Three more screams rang out, and the three secret guards of the Imperial Sword Society who were wielding their swords flew quietly from the rockery at the right time, trying to attack from behind.

But just as the blade was about to hit the middle, Ye Tianlong turned his hand and slashed their swords with amazing momentum, slashing into their chests.

The sword broke, the man fell, and there was no sound after two twitches.

In the bloody rain, Toyotomi Yui could clearly see that his subordinates who were wielding swords and charging were easily killed by Ye Tianlong one by one like mowing grass.

Ye Tianlong's every move was accompanied by the powerful force of wind and thunder.

And every time Ye Tianlong slashed, the sword seemed to laugh wildly.

It was very harsh.

Toyotomi Yui stared at the sword.

The blade was fascinating, and the blade was red. From a distance, it was very enchanting and fascinating, and the eyes were always attracted by its redness.

Even through the screen, Qianxue and other high-level members of the Imperial Sword Society could feel the sharpness, strangeness, and discomfort brought by the samurai sword.

"Demon Sword Muramasa?"

After identifying it for a while, Toyotomi Yui stood up completely from the chair, and shouted with unconcealed shock on her pretty face:

"This is Hades's town sword."

Toyotomi Yui knew very well that this demon sword Muramasa was not only a century-old famous weapon, but also naturally bloodthirsty and crazy. Its power was a hundred times that of an ordinary samurai sword.

The demon sword was amazingly powerful, but its backlash ability was also quite terrible. If there was no strength to control it, the person who owned it would eventually become bloodthirsty and crazy.

For a hundred years, this sword had only been worshipped by the head of Hades. Except for asking the demon sword to help in life and death, it lay in the sword box more often.

Being used by Ye Tianlong to chop people like chopping vegetables was something that had never happened to the demon sword.

Now that the guarding sword has fallen into Ye Tianlong's hands, it means that Hades has really been trampled by Ye Tianlong, otherwise how could the head let it fall into the hands of outsiders?

In today's battle, Toyotomi Yui smelled danger.

Qianxue and the others were also stunned. Obviously, they didn't expect that Hades was really bloodbathed by Ye Tianlong. You know, there are warriors gathered there.

"Ghost Maru, pass the order down. Whoever kills Ye Tianlong, I will give him 100 million and reward him with a hall master!"

Toyotomi Yui gritted her teeth and shouted: "Qianxue, inform the nearby halls to send reinforcements immediately and kill Ye Tianlong at all costs."

There must be brave men under heavy rewards. Toyotomi Yui believes this. Although Ye Tianlong's ability is beyond her expectations, she also believes that two fists cannot beat four hands.

"Hey!"

Qianxue and the others responded in unison, and then handled the matter quickly.

Their attention was only on Ye Tianlong, ignoring that many cameras quietly changed their angles, allowing eight "evil dogs" in similar clothes to sneak in.

"Stop! Stop!"

Ye Tianlong, who killed five more people, slowly stepped on the road leading to the main building, and three Japanese warriors came to besiege with samurai swords.

They shouted at Ye Tianlong to stop, while waving their samurai swords and charging forward.

Killing Ye Tianlong, 100 million, who wouldn't want to give it a try?

Ye Tianlong joked lightly: "You don't know what you can do."

The magic sword swung.

"Puff!"

The three Japanese warriors just swung their samurai swords, and saw a red light flashing like a rainbow, and then their samurai swords broke into two pieces.

Their heads were like ripe grapefruits in autumn, breaking off branches and falling down, rolling on the ground.

The necks of the three people were smooth to the extreme, as if they were cut off by a supreme sword.

Ye Tianlong did not stop, and slashed again with his backhand, and two more heads were moved.

The blood was so fresh that it was shocking.

Although there were many dead people, no one saw Ye Tianlong take action. He was like an invincible god of war, advancing slowly in the cold wind.

The other Japanese stared at the heads of their companions on the ground, their faces pale uncontrollably:

"Ah——"

Five heads rolled to the side, leaving a trail of blood, and Ye Tianlong rushed in with great momentum.

"Kill him!"

The six loyalists of the Imperial Sword Society roared and charged together, but unfortunately they only had time to raise their samurai swords before a flash of red light passed.

The next second, their heads flew out.

"Puff puff puff!"

Blood poured like ink, dyeing the surprise in the eyes of the others red.

At some point, Ye Tianlong had already stepped onto the cobblestone road and slowly walked towards the depths of the main building.

"Kill!"

Seeing Ye Tianlong so fierce and arrogant, the elite of the Imperial Sword Society reacted and rushed forward with ferocity.

Ye Tianlong had a calm face, holding the demon sword Muramasa, and stepped forward step by step in the blood.

Several rays of cold sword light burst out, carrying a few streams of warm blood.

"Bang bang bang!"

The enemies that rushed up were like waves hitting the hard rock, and scattered in all directions. More than a dozen people were chopped into two pieces by the demon knife that was as sharp as iron and mud.

It was too domineering and sharp. Whether it was Ye Tianlong or the demon sword, they were irresistible, cutting iron like clay.

The hands of dozens of elite members of the Royal Sword Society were trembling more and more, and their faces were getting paler because they saw more and more blood.

Qianxue bit her red lips and whispered: "President, Ye Tianlong seems to have entered the ninth level."

The rest of the companions nodded similarly. Being able to kill more than a hundred Royal Sword Society masters calmly was not something that an eighth-grade master could do.

"Hold on until you reach the ninth level."

Toyotomi Yui's eyelids twitched, and then he shouted: "If he really broke through to the ninth level early, how could he attack us tonight?"

"He should have killed Akishinoko in the decisive battle."

"If you don't do anything about gaining fame and wealth, and come to launch a sneak attack on us, how strong can you be?"

Toyotomi Yui's pretty face showed a touch of disdain, and her eyes were even more clear and contemptuous, using this to embolden herself and inspire Asayuki and the others' fighting spirit.

Qianxue and the others thought the same thing, Ye Tianlong was so powerful, how could he come to sneak attack?

"Someone, go and take out my 'Gitetsu'."

If necessary, she would kill Ye Tianlong with her own hands.