C77 Ism sorry you were fooled (2/2)
At this time, nobody cared about who would win between Ye Xiao and Miyamoto Yifu, but they looked at Miyamoto Yifu curiously, thinking, how did this guy do it?
When Miyamoto Yifu stopped, on the stage, there were fifty-two Miyamoto Yifu who looked exactly like him.
These people were exactly the same as him, so even if it was Lin Gudu at this time, he would be unable to identify who was the real Miyamoto Yifu.
Thousand Slaughter!
Of course, the difficulty of mastering the most bizarre of the ninja s was also extremely high.
The Thousand Slaughter had reached its peak. The original owner could create a thousand copies of himself. Although the difference in strength was very large, the original owner was still much more terrifying in terms of numbers.
If two experts were to fight each other, neither of them would be able to win. However, if one side suddenly called out a thousand of their lackeys, it would be a waste of time.
Of course, with the Thousand Slaughter being so powerful, it was impossible for it to have no flaws. Its flaws were quite fatal.
But, Lin Gudu didn't know!
”Die!”
”Die …” Dead … ”Die …”
Over fifty Miyamoto Yifu spoke at the same time, the scene was extremely strange.
”F * ck your mother, your father will break your Thousand Slaughter today!” And fifty-two, you can get your mother a pack of cards. ”
Lin Gudu was furious, holding onto the dragon bone, he attacked from left to right, like a mad head wolf, he charged forward.
Shua shua shua.
More than fifty Miyamoto Yifu s separated, taking turns to launch sneak attacks on Lin Gudu from all directions.
Although the power of these replicas couldn't compare to the real Miyamoto Yifu, every single round that Lin Gudu exchanged with Miyamoto Yifu was equivalent to fighting against five or six Miyamoto Yifu. At this rate, even iron men would not be able to endure much longer.
However, as if they had been injected with chicken blood, these fifty odd Miyamoto Yifu rushed over madly and attacked him tirelessly.
Lin Gudu gritted his teeth and grabbed onto an empty shield, then smashed it onto one of the Miyamoto Yifu's head.
Crash.
It was as if a glass window had been shattered.
Miyamoto Yifu became countless pieces, which scattered and disappeared in the air.
He had killed one!
But there was still fifty-one of them!
”Whooosh.”
Lin Gudu leaned on the dragon bone and panted on the spot. Large beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead all the way down his face and then fell onto the stage.
The easiest and most effective way to get rid of the Thousand Slaughter was to get rid of the real Miyamoto Yifu.
However, that fellow must have been hiding behind these replicas. If he wanted to find them, it would be difficult to do so.
Pfft.
Just as he was in a daze, a Wu Wan blade pierced through his right shoulder.
Pfft.
Another Wu Wan Blade cut across his waist, leaving a two centimeter deep cut. Blood gushed out like a spring.
Clank.
The third sword strike was aimed at Lin Gudu's neck, but was blocked by his dragon bone.
The fourth round followed!
”Is Ye Xiao finished?”
The audience couldn't help but think of this.
Zuo Xiaojie stood up, his eyes staring straight at the stage, ready to charge up at any time: ”Fuck you, little ghost, you will get the upper hand, if my lonely brother recovers his strength, even ten of us are not worthy to be hit by him.”
Even though he had received Liu Fei's secret prescription, Lin Gudu's body was abnormally weak at the moment.
Pfft.
Pfft.
The Wu Wan injured Lin Gudu again and again.
It seemed that Lin Gudu no longer had the power to fight back, he could only block the Wu Wan blades that were stabbing towards his vital points.
Putong.
Lin Gudu's lower leg was struck, and his body tilted, as he actually knelt on one knee on the ground.
In the blink of an eye, he had become a man of blood. A stream of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth as more than a dozen wounds of different depths dripped with blood. They were extremely terrifying!
However, his eyes were still calm.
It was as if the wounds on his body were not there.
Blood!
Fresh red blood!
How familiar was this scene?
He watched as his teammates fell one by one.
And at that last moment, the one who was pierced through the chest by a Japanese Blade was his most beloved one!
Suddenly, Lin Gudu's eyes turned red.
Just then, a snort sounded out from behind the Miyamoto Yifu crowd.
Following that, one of Miyamoto Yifu's body flashed and appeared behind Lin Gudu. The Wu Wan Blade in his hand suddenly slashed upwards, striking towards Lin Gudu's head.
If he chopped, Lin Gudu's head would immediately separate from his body.
Different from the expressionless Miyamoto Yifu, this fellow who suddenly appeared had a look of madness on his face.
The blade carried a burst of berserk Qi that was quickly approaching the back of Lin Gudu's neck.
Clank.
Hit it?
However, what was struck was not Lin Gudu's body, but a large rod wrapped in black cloth.
Surprise instantly appeared on Miyamoto Yifu's face.
Lin Gudu's head slowly turned around as a pair of scarlet eyes locked onto Miyamoto Yifu like lightning. ”Sorry, you've been tricked!”
That deathly still voice seemed to have come from hell.
Crash.
Lin Gudu got up, the dragon bone rising up and smashed apart Miyamoto Yifu's Wu Wan s. With the wind blowing past his feet, he did not even give Miyamoto Yifu a chance to react as he quickly chased after it.
The dragon bone, accurately speaking, was a large rod wrapped in black cloth. Like a fairy scattering flowers, it tightly pressed onto Miyamoto Yifu, and no matter if he advanced or retreated, the road was sealed.
In a hurry, Miyamoto Yifu could only raise his Wu Wan to resist.
Ye Xiao who was just about to die, how did he suddenly become so fierce?
There was only one answer!
Lin Gudu was purposely injured, with the aim of luring out Miyamoto Yifu's real body.