Supreme Mars

Chapter 1263 Sweeping Armies

But after a fight, Lydia, Emilia and Cecil were dumbfounded.

"Is this a movie? How unbelievable. They didn't just play dead and lie on the ground of their own

accord, did they?"

Cecil was holding his phone, he was taking video, muttered, "I haven't had watched enough, I'll watch it

again."

"Senior, my dad is awesome, it's even better than watching anime."

Emilia giggled.

"Yeah!"

Cecil gave a thumbs up in praise.

Leo stood loftily, the willow still in his hand, only the leaves were gone, but the willow was smoother.

Mountains of men lay on the ground, cascading, groaning in pain, their bodies twitching.

Swords and blood littered the ground.

One man, not badly injured, had crawled with difficulty to the door of the curate's inner chamber,

snapped and banged on the door.

It was a long moment before the curator's door pulled open and Taketori Yongqing stood dishevelled in

the doorway, the woman behind him standing with her back turned, her clothes on in a panic.

"What's wrong?"

Taketori Yongqing asked in shock as he spotted the disciples on the floor.

"We failed."

The disciple covered his face which was swollen by the willow as he coughed.

At these words, Taketori Yongqing's pupils shrank as he scrambled away from the door in a panic.

Arriving at the martial arts school, seeing the people lying all over the ground, he roared in shame and

anger, "All of you, stand up! Don't play dead! Get up, all of you! Don't make a fool of yourself!"

Taketori Yongqing shouted.

At that, the disciples all struggled to get up, some of them stood up and fell back down again.

They could only help each other pull their companions up in groups of three or five.

At this time, the sultry woman came behind Taketori Yongqing, and she asked softly, "Dear, who did

these people get beaten up like this?

Taketori Yongqing smiled bitterly and said softly, "Well, dear, several thousand men in black came just

now, my disciples were attacked by them secretly, then they all ran away, leaving these few people in

front of me who didn't run away."

"Oh, is that the man with the willow in his hand?"

"Yes, the very man with the willow in his hand, I will beat him to death now!"

"Yes! Beat him to death! Let these guys lie in hospital too!"

The sultry woman placed her hands on her waist and said with her eyes wide open.

Upon hearing that, Taketori Yongqing said in a soft and doting voice, "Honey, stand on the side and

watch, see my dominance as the world's number one Sward God!"

"Darling, I'm so looking forward to it, I'm going to watch with full attention." After saying that, the sultry

woman leapt to the side.

Although Taketori Yongqing despised Leo with his mouth, he was beginning to chill in his heart about

Leo's strength.

So he was going to put his lifelong learning of swordsmanship against Leo in front of him.

Immediately, he hooked the hilt of the sword on the ground with his foot and the long sword rose up in

the air, which he grabbed with one hand.

The woman immediately applauded and called out, "My dear, your pose is so dashing."

On hearing that, Taketori Yongqing laughed, "The most elegant and beautiful moves are yet to come,

this is nothing."

Leo coughed and laughed, "Taketori Yongqing, did you have a confortable sleep?"

Cecil laughed, "Master, he's comfortable, he has a woman in his arms, haha ..."

Taketori Yongqing looked pale as he said in a cold voice, "Pompeii man, you are so despicable and

shameless! I will sacrifice your head to my martial school today! Make you kneel to me for all eternity,

so that your soul can never return to your homeland."

Leo laughed loudly, "Too bad you don't have the ability to do that! Look at this bunch of disciples you've

taught, I put them all down in a few minutes, how much better can a master like you be?"

The sultry woman, "...?"

She thought to herself, "These people who were knocked down were told that they were defeated by

thousands of men in black, how did it turn out that it was this man with the willow who knocked them

down?”

After taking a look at the woman, Taketori Yongqing turned back to Leo and sneered, "You are

bragging, I heard that they were injured by several thousand men in black, how can they got defeat by

you alone!"

Leo, "..."

Cecil laughed out loud, "Taketori Yongqing, I think you're not awake from your dream."

Leo also laughed out loud, "Right! He is still sinking in his dream ..."

"Watch out!"

Taketori Yongqing shouted, and he stabbed at Leo's chest with his sword.

Leo flew up in the air, dodging his sword.

When his sword missed, Taketori Yongqing used his sword to support the ground, and he also flew up

in the air, shouting "Dragon out of the hole".

Then he held his sword with both hands and stabbed Leo in a circling motion, the sound of his sword

whistling and the shadow of his sword like a swimming dragon, fast and fierce.

With a waist thrust in the air, Leo once again flew up in the air and dodged the sword.

The sword was so powerful that the blade dug deep into the wall, exposing only the hilt of the sword

outside the wall, and he was suspended halfway up the wall, his body swaying.

"My dear, that was great! Go for it!"

The sultry woman cheered him up.

Leo stood on the ground with a playful grin on his face.

Cecil laughed out loud.

Taketori Yongqing's disciples, however, were dumbfounded as they stared unbelievingly at their master

on the wall.

Taketori Yongqing woefully missed a few strokes, so he stomped hard with both feet and at the same

time pulled his sword out with both hands, with a lunge.

But he rolled off the top of the wall with a lunge because he had pushed too hard.

He fell right at the feet of the woman, who screamed out of breath, "Darling, are you okay?" This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

Cecil laughed again.

"Master, are you all right?!"

The disciples also shouted.

Taketori Yongqing could barely catch his breath from the fall, and he looked into the affectionate gaze

of the woman and bared his teeth, "I am okay, dear! I was carelessness."

Soon he was up again, and he blinked his eyes, which became clear again from the murkiness.

Then he looked at Leo again viciously and said sarcastically, "Listen, Pompeii man, don't jump around

and hide if you can, do you have what it takes to catch my strike with the willow in your hand?"

Leo coughed and said with a smile, "You mean, when you slash with your sword, I don't run and then

use the willow to block your sword hard?"

Taketori Yongqing narrowed his eyes, nodded his head and said in a cold voice, "Yes, do you have the

guts? Can you take my sword with a willow? Then you can be considered capable."

Leo laughed loudly, "Fine! Let's play this move, I'll make you conviced!"