In the normal space outside, Blake and Heigong Jingzi faced the enemy alone.
"Leave Sakadowaki Hiko to me.
You deal with Miyagi Michiko. "Heigong Jingzi raised the katana in her hand and charged toward Sakadowaki Hiko.
"Miyagi Michiko …" Blake copied Heigong Jingzi and grabbed a katana. However, his opponent was Miyagi Michiko. This battle would not be easy.
"Fight with you … Do you think you're worthy?" Miyagi Michiko laughed sinisterly. "Don't tell me you still think you're the young master of Sparks?
Now, it's no longer the era of Sparks! "
In the past, Blake was the protagonist of the ninth generation of Heaven and Hell, and Yu Xixian was the ninth generation Cress Elle. At that time, it was the peak of Blake's life.
However, in the end, Blake's fate was known to everyone. At this time, people would only worship the new god, Yu Xixian.
Originally, his relationship with Yu Xixian could protect him. However, Yu Xixian's mother, one of the leaders of the new god faction, Yu Xique, publicly announced the annulment of the old engagement. So, how could Miyagi Michiko still care about him now?
When Blake heard this, he was instantly enraged!
All these years, he had been used to living like a tiger in plain land and had suffered a lot of humiliation. But now, a female Japanese dared to piss and shit on his head!
Blake clenched the sword in his hand and pointed it at Miyagi Michiko. His voice became especially cold. "Miyagi Michiko!
Even though I, Sparks, have fallen to this point, I'm still a descendant of the five old gods!
How dare you humiliate me like this! "
Being a descendant of the old gods was the proudest thing that Blake had ever been born!
No matter when, he would firmly remember this matter and would never forget it!
When the Spach family was at its peak, the Japanese devils were just vassals of Huaxia's cinema chains. They really didn't dare to cause any trouble. However, ever since the rise of Abe Tsuneichi, these Japanese devils became more and more arrogant!
"I am the descendant of the Old Gods, the legitimate son of Sparks!
I will not allow you to humiliate me! "
With a loud roar, Blake threw out the katana in his hand and smashed it on the ground in front of him. "I, Blake, will never use the katana of the Japanese!"
Miyaki Michiko was slightly stunned. This person actually took the initiative to abandon his sword in front of the enemy. Was he really out of his mind?
At a time like this, what was there to talk about integrity?
The so-called bloodline of the Old Gods was nothing in her eyes. The last generation of the Old Gods of Sparks was the fourth generation Cress Elle, which happened more than half a century ago. Not to mention that the Old God was a Caucasian, and most of Blake's bloodline came from Hua Xia. How much of the Old God's bloodline was left in him?
Not to mention that his strength had just been restored to the first gate!
After Blake threw out the katana, the heroic spirit in his body cooled down. However, he thought about how to fight without a weapon.
After all, his nature was to be greedy for life and afraid of death.
However, looking at the blood and heads all over the ground, Blake regained his courage.
The crimes of these Japanese were too numerous to list and deserved to die a thousand times. How could he surrender!
However, while he was still thinking about how to deal with it, a pair of slender, white, and soft hands had already grabbed his neck.
Then, his body was lifted high into the air!
Miyaki Michiko was very tall, more than 1.7 meters. At this time, she raised her head and looked at Blake, who was being held by the neck, and said, "How stupid and childish. How dare you talk about integrity in front of me at a time like this?
Killing the enemy by any means necessary is the way to survive!
It seems like you, Young Master, have been living too comfortably in the past. "
"Let … Let … Let me go …"
At this time, Blake suddenly regretted it. Why did he throw away the katana just now?
The glory of the family was indeed important, but if he died, it was equivalent to Sparks being completely cut off from the bloodline!
His only choice was to use the Way of Time!
Miyaki Michiko's right palm and wrist were immediately cut off!
At this time, Michiko was horrified!
Blake, who did not have a sword in his hand …
How could he cut off her hand?
Blake immediately jumped to the side, grabbed the katana that he had just thrown away, and aimed it at Miyaki Michiko. Then, he stabbed at the void!
Just now, he was shouting that he did not need to use the Japanese katana to win, but in the blink of an eye, he quickly slapped his face and picked up the katana again. Such an approach indeed looked like he had no integrity at all!
However, Blake was ultimately a person who was greedy for life and afraid of death. He had pride, but he would never die for it!
Seeing what Blake did at this time, a group of Japanese who were watching suddenly burst into laughter.
"What bullsh * t Sparks' Young Master, in the end, he still has to pick up our Yamato tribe's katana again!"
"If it were me, I might as well just cut my abdomen and commit suicide!"
"Black Kindling, just cut your abdomen!
Don't live and embarrass yourself! "
Miyaki Michiko swung her arm, raised the broken palm, and then stuck a talisman on the cut.
Then, she tore the talisman, and the right hand instantly recovered!
"How did you use your sword just now?" Miyaki Michiko revealed a cold smile. "It is a very good sword!"
Before Blake could answer, he suddenly felt a hand suddenly grabbing his collar, then his whole body was pulled up, and his whole body was smashed into the opposite wall!
Nomura Kurosai, who was wearing samurai armor and holding the Muramasa Demon Blade, laughed loudly. "Interesting, I want to see what kind of good sword a Chinaman can use!"
With his head smashed into the wall, Blake also felt a little dizzy.
But then, he saw Nomura Kurosai clearly in front of him!
To Heigong Jingzi, Nomura Kurosai was nothing. But to Blake, he was not an easy character to deal with!
"Demon Blade … Muramasa!"
Previously in "Faith of Death", Blake had used the Muramasa Demon Blade!
And now, he would have to face it again!
He supported himself against the wall, and just as he stood up, he saw Nomura Kurosai pulling out the Muramasa and slashing at his neck!
"I can't die …"
"I can't die here!"
Then, he raised the samurai sword in his hand and blocked the Muramasa!
During this process, the Japanese who were watching the fight at the side also cursed at him!
"Bastard from the Sparks family, die obediently under Lord Nomura's Muramasa sword!"
"Haha, look at him, I'm afraid he's going to pee in his pants!"
"Hey, kid, look over here. Do you see your grandpa's Bamboo Soldier cannon?
Back then, I used this cannon to defeat your mother, and then sowed seeds like you!
Hahahahahahaha … "
The third person's curses had already insulted Blake's mother!
Mother!
In Blake's heart, she was such a sacred existence!
Thinking of his deceased mother, Elena, Blake was instantly enraged!
Die!
Damn it!
"Which bastard!
Which bastard said that just now?! "
As Nomura Kurosai's body was covered, he did not see the person who spoke clearly.
But he remembered the name "Bamboo Soldier"!
Holding the sword in his hand tightly, Blake's eyes were burning with anger!
"Die!"
He grabbed the samurai sword in his hand and swung it in front of him!
This slash was extremely fierce!
Nomura Kurosai dodged immediately. However, the armor in front of him was still cut into pieces, and a long crack appeared on it!
Then, Blake dashed towards the Japanese in front of him!
"He's coming!"
"Quick, retreat!"
However, just as the person in front said that, he was cut in half by the samurai sword in Blake's hand!
"Who is Bamboo Soldier!"
"Show yourself!"
"Lord … Lord Nomura, quick, save us!"
Blake's movements were too fast. In the blink of an eye, more than ten Japanese had died in his hands!
However, Nomura Kurosai's reaction was not slow either. He dashed towards Chen Xiaobei and used the Muramasa to block Chen Xiaobei's samurai sword!
"Why …" Nomura Kurosai laughed lewdly, "Do you get excited when you hear your mother's name?
Today, we've f * cked countless Shina women here and sowed the seeds of our Yamato nation. If your mother is still alive, we'll make sure that she's filled with the seeds of our Yamato nation! "
"Japanese devils!"
Blake roared at the top of his voice, "Nobody! Nobody is allowed to insult my mother in front of me!
Absolutely not! "
In his anger, the sword in Blake's hand instantly became sharper and the speed of the sword became faster and faster!
At this moment, his swordsmanship was beyond his usual level!