Chapter 1701 - 1702: Steeling Himself with Resolve
Yang Fei quickly noticed the momentum of Miyamoto Taro's attack, heading straight for him.
This guy was slipping away even faster.
However, although Yang Fei was fast, Miyamoto Taro had increased his own speed to the maximum realm.
He was already a Half-Step True Martial Master, with incredibly powerful Essence Qi. At this moment, as he channeled Essence Qi to his feet, he was swift as a galloping horse, fast as lightning.
Whether it was a coincidence, or if everyone did it intentionally.
Not only did Miyamoto Taro fix his gaze on Yang Fei.
Behind Miyamoto Taro, the Six War God Families also simultaneously focused on this young man who was frantically running.
Yang Fei elevated Extreme Tiger to the highest realm, running as swiftly as the wind, shouting aloud.
"Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits, it's so unfair, why are you all chasing just me!"
Yang Fei, both aggrieved and heartbroken: "The one who killed the most on the battlefield wasn't even me."
Amid his nonsensical rambling, Yang Fei's speed increased ever more.
In the end, everyone only saw a faint shadow flickering in front of them.
Miyamoto Taro was taken aback as, in his view, not even a True Martial Master could achieve such speed.
He appeared faster, even several times faster, than the hunting speed of an American Panther.
Finally, in the pursuit, Yang Fei completely vanished from view.
This damn guy, just by sheer speed, managed to shake off everyone.
Miyamoto Taro waved his hand, ordering everyone to slow down, gradually surrounding him.
His eyes flickered with a ruthless glint.
Even if the mission failed this time, this damn troublemaker could by no means be allowed to live.
Miyamoto Taro and the War God Family Heads almost all reached the realm of Half-Step True Martial.
Even the slightly weaker masters had reached the level of Gangjin Master.
With such a powerful formation surrounding, no matter how skillful this guy was, he surely could not escape.
In front, there was a narrow alley, where scattered bodies lay horizontal and vertical on the ground.
Judging by the military uniforms, the bodies on the ground included both Red Shirt Army soldiers and Ninja Army soldiers.
Clearly, there had just been a fierce alley battle here, yet the gunfire had already faded into the distance, leaving a quiet scene.
Miyamoto Taro gave a signal to everyone, suggesting that the War God Families be particularly careful.
The group formed into a tactical formation, cautiously creeping toward the alley.
Among the Six War Gods, the Kimura Family Head was the calmest.
The Kimura Clan was completely destroyed by this wicked guy, the elite offspring of the family completely wiped out.
Thus, the Kimura Family Head had no room for hesitance or apprehension.
His only goal was to kill his enemy, even if it meant perishing together.
The Kimura Family Head thought, as his steps became more cautious.
He unsheathed his long sword, which shimmered slightly, like a flowing spring.
At that moment, a chill ran down the Kimura Family Head's spine, as if something had locked onto him.
He swiftly turned around, and a corpse on the ground stared at him with a chilling smile.
The corpse's cheeks were covered in fresh blood, with a faint red glow flickering in the eyes.
The Kimura Family Head noticed that the dead body's eyes resembled a black hole.
From those eyes, an endless aura of Auspicious Evil Energy was released, rendering Kimura's mind blank.
Three meters behind the Kimura Family Head, Miyamoto Taro was carefully searching the battlefield, utterly unaware of the disturbance behind him.
"Watch out, the enemy is underground!"
The Kimura Family Head only had time to cry out before his body leapt back like a great bird.
His form floated elegantly in the air, drawing an arc, the movements beautifully swift as lightning.
At that instant, a cold gleam from below surged toward the Kimura Family Head's body like a flash flood.
At that moment, the Kimura Family Head felt as though the entire world shrank to a single dazzling blade light.
The intense blade light forced him to shut his eyes, his body rapidly retreating.
Simultaneously, he mustered all his strength to strike fiercely with his blade forward,
Clang!
Amid the clashing of metal, the Kimura Family Head's grip lightened. His hundred-time-refined long sword was severed by the opponent.
Immediately, the scene before his eyes changed rapidly, as if the whole world had flipped. The light and shadows before him danced chaotically, constantly shifting.
Miyamoto Taro heard the commotion and immediately turned, upon seeing the scene, his vision blackened, nearly causing him to faint.
The Kimura Family Head's head traced a parabola through the air, landing on the ground, rolling a few times, eventually lying still.
In his eyes, confusion and disbelief lingered, as though he hadn't comprehended what occurred.
Meanwhile, the Kimura Family Head's body still stood in place, his severed long sword maintaining the striking posture,
"Kimura Family Head!"
Miyamoto Taro exclaimed in horror, rushing towards the Kimura Family Head.
However, the rapidly changing figure in the air somersaulted over the low wall of the alley, and vanished suddenly.
The other War God Family Heads rushed over as well.
They looked at the Kimura Family Head's standing half-body, all with sweaty palms and a chilling sensation down their spines.
What a terrifying strike!
Miyamoto Taro recalled the enemy's previous strike, as brilliant as a rainbow piercing the sun, doubting that even if he struck with all his might, he could withstand it.
For a moment, he was both startled and furious, fear seeping into his being like an epidemic.
This made his calves tremble slightly.
Miyamoto Taro wasn't afraid of death, but he didn't want his death to become an emblem of the enemy's triumph.
For the Eight Gates Ninjas, it would be an unbearable humiliation!
The Five War God Family Heads stood in silence, bowing to the Kimura Family Head.
Then, the five masters turned, leaping over the low wall of the alley, charging forth.
Not far away, the gunfire gradually thinned out.
This indicated that the battle between the Ninja Army and the Red Shirt Army was nearing its end.
Miyamoto Taro did not need to think to know that the 500 Ninja Army warriors he brought probably dwindled down to a few.
And without the Ninja Army, could the Eight Gates Ninjas still enter the sight of those bigwigs in the Military Department?
At this thought, Miyamoto Taro steeled his resolve.
He stomped his foot and, following the five War God Family Heads, leapt over the low wall, continuing the pursuit after Big Beard.
Only by killing this all-creating chaos character could he answer to the Military Department.
Nakagawa Family Head was 47 years old this year, in his third year as the family head.
Nakagawa Family Head was passionate about literature, wearing thick glasses, yet the Chrysanthemum Pattern Longsword in his hand exuded an incredibly terrifying aura.
If you judged Nakagawa Family Head to be a scholar just because of his glasses, you wouldn't be mistaken.
However, few knew that Nakagawa Family Head, who served as a philosophy professor at West Capital University, was also an unparalleled Martial Arts Master.
Among the Eight Great War God Alliance Leaders, Nakagawa Family Head ranked in the top three in Martial Arts Realm.
At this moment, Nakagawa Family Head and the other four War God Family Heads had arrived on the main street.
The few masters had entered a state of forest hunting.
Though the opponent was unseen, everyone relied on a mystical energy connection to always keep track of that damn scoundrel.
Almost all harbored deep resentment toward Big Beard.
Even if the battle at Li Wang Town was lost, Big Beard could not be allowed to remain.
With the circumstances at this point, Big Beard's identity was almost clear; nearly all storms of bloodshed connected to him.
Thirteen School Grandmasters of the Karate Alliance were slaughtered, over 30 elite disciples of the Kimura Clan perished.
The blood battle at Shitan Village, the Sentry Station massacre, including the hundreds and thousands of soldier sacrifices here, all bore direct connection to Big Beard.
Reflecting on the massive power behind him and his earth-shattering schemes, Nakagawa Family Head ground his teeth in hatred, like everyone else.
If possible, Nakagawa Family Head even wished to perish alongside this man.