Chapter 308 President Kimura Shin

did you leave Shasheng Temple yesterday""I stayed in the room all afternoon yesterday. I didn't come out until this morning." Qinyáo replied."You weren't at the Shashan Temple last night either" Fang..."Miss Qin, are you truly going to allow your subordinates to attack This would be tantamount to declaring war on our Toho Trading Company!"

Qin Yimo's flawless face was covered in frost.

She looked at Mutou Ichiro coldly and said, "Fang Yu is not my subordinate. Besides, your subordinate started the fight first."

Mutou Ichiro's face turned incredibly grim, then he suddenly burst into laughter.

"Well! Since Miss Qin isn't giving the To-Ni Trade Association face, then don't blame us for leaving you all here today!"

Muto Ichiro looked around at the surrounding samurai and roared in their native language.

Five samurai charged toward Fang Yu.

Fang Yu held the long sword in his hand, its blade faintly trembling, emitting a subtle humming sound.

Five samurai charged at Fang Yu, their swords drawn and hands gripping the hilts.

Fang Yu stood still, holding a sword in one hand, and slashed forward.

"Whoosh!"

The blade sliced through the air, leaving a sharp whistling sound.

A crescent-shaped blade of energy appeared, slashing straight at the two samurai on the left.

Faced with this sword qi, the two samurai's faces changed, raising their swords to try and block the attack with their blades.

"Bang!"

But none of them expected that the moment the sword qi touched the blade, the blade would instantly break into two!

Even after the blade shattered, the sword energy didn't dissipate. It continued to slash forward!

"Zap!"

Two warriors cried out in pain, a deep bloodstain appearing on their chests as they were sent flying backward, blood splattering everywhere.

Three other samurai had already rushed to Fang Yu's side, each raising their swords to strike him.

Fang Yu turned around and raised the blade of his right hand.

A cold light flashed, and one of the samurai's sword-wielding hands was severed by Fang Yu.

The samurai didn't react for a second or two, then let out a scream, clutching his bleeding right hand and stumbling backward.

Two other warriors seized the opportunity and, with all their might, slashed at Fang Yu with their swords.

Two razor-sharp blades were mere centimeters away from Fang Yu.

And both swords struck at vital points.

One chops at the top of the head, and the other swings at the neck!

A normal human would be unable to dodge these two attacks!

But just at that moment, time seemed to stand still.

As the two swords were about to strike Fang Yu, they only saw a flash of silver light before their eyes.

A ferocious and sharp sword qi slashed across the sky.

"Bang!"

The blades in the hands of two samurai, shattered simultaneously!

At the same time, both of them shuddered violently, standing still as statues.

Their eyes widened, staring at Fang Yu before them. There was only fear in their eyes, but not a single sound escaped their lips.

The whole room fell silent.

Fang Yu's face was expressionless as he grabbed the long sword in his hand and examined the blade.

Even though this sword has killed many people, not a single drop of blood stains its blade.

Mutou Ichiro looked at the two samurai standing before Fang Yu, who had lost their movement, and his face changed drastically. He shouted: "What are you doing!"

As soon as he shouted, it seemed to awaken something.

Two samurai's necks, suddenly appeared a blood line.

"Click!"

Their heads slowly tilted to the side and then fell to the ground with a dull thud.

"Ouch..."

Two samurai bodies remained standing, their necks severed and blood spraying from the wounds.

"Ah!"

Seeing this, Qin Yimo could no longer hold back. She let out a scream and turned her head away, not daring to look again.

Her courage far exceeded that of ordinary people, but seeing someone beheaded with her own eyes was something she couldn't accept.

Qin Lang on the side also had a pale face, watching Fang Yu with shocked eyes.

Fang Yu burst out with a surge of true energy, blasting the two headless corpses away.

In the blink of an eye, six corpses lay on the floor of the reception room.

And the six corpses were all gruesomely killed, with blood splattered everywhere.

The air was thick with the stench of blood, making me sick to my stomach.

Mutouichiro looked at Fang Yu in front of him, his face pale, his eyes filled only with disbelief.

He never would have imagined that such an unassuming young man could possess such formidable strength!

Although the six samurai under his command were not particularly powerful, they were elite warriors and belonged to the middle-level samurai class in the hierarchy of the East Sun Chamber of Commerce.

Six mid-level samurai, were killed so easily! And in such a cruel way!

"".

He realized now that he had underestimated Fang Yu's strength.

A mid-level samurai posed no threat to Fang Yu at all.

"I suggest your samurai practice swordsmanship more. Otherwise, their swords are just decorations, useless." Fang Yu smiled faintly.

Mutouichiro's face turned ashen, his expression shifting rapidly as he pondered a countermeasure.

"Slap!"

Just then, the door was pushed open.

A handsome middle-aged man, clad in a white samurai uniform and clean-shaven, walked in from outside.

He glanced at Mutou Ichiro, then at the corpses inside the room, and frowned slightly.

"President!" Mutou Ichiro's face lit up when he saw this man.

This is Kimura Makoto, the President of the East Japan Chamber of Commerce and Industry's Kowloon Island Branch!

Kimiya's true strength, within the warrior ranks of the Toji Business Association, reaches the level of an elite samurai! This is equivalent to the Martial Arts Master in China!t this moment, he felt his heart beating rapidly, his meridians burning with a scorching heat."Having absorbed too much super spirit energy, the side effects have finally come."Fang Yu's eyes were hea...