"Isn't it a bomb?" Chen Chun'er's eyes narrowed, and she had a vague intuition that she would not spend it peacefully tonight.

While recalling the scene just now, Zhao Fan judged: "It's probably some kind of magic, but it doesn't seem like it should be local."

Chinese magic has a unique feature, which is that they all come from Taoism, and thousands of magic techniques contain "Tao", even the same is true for the evil demons and evil ways.

If you face foreign magic, you will sense the repulsion of the original source like a magnet pole. When Su Xi's car explodes, it contains something that makes him feel repulsive. Therefore, it is very likely that it is foreign magic.

Just then, Chen Chun'er suddenly shouted in surprise: "Sister Xi, what are you doing?"

"Um?"

Zhao Fan turned around and looked at Su Xi behind him. At this moment, she was holding a sharp dagger in her hand, pricking her without any delay!

Su Xi's eyes made Zhao Fan feel extremely unfamiliar, as if he had changed his soul, as cold as a machine, but also reflected a strong murderous intent, as if he had an irreconcilable blood hatred with him!

Zhao Fan did not move and let the dagger stab him in his chest.

The next moment, he heard a "chi" sound. When the knife tip pierced his clothes, it was twisted as if it had hit a hard object of different levels and finally bent to ninety degrees!

Su Xi is a cultivator and his power is not that great. Even if he is a real martial arts master, he will never stab Zhao Fan, who is as good as the peak of the martial arts master, with an ordinary dagger.

Zhao Fan stared at her.

Chen Chun'er also looked puzzled.

Then, Su Xi seemed to have returned to her position, looked down at the hand holding the dagger. After a few seconds, she "ah", threw it to the ground, and said in surprise: "Mr. Zhao...I, it's not that I want to kill you...Believe me, really..."

"I know it's not you." Zhao Fan nodded, afraid that the black silk in the other party's soul had a control effect. However, the control time was extremely short. Whether it was the initial imbalance of the car or the sneak attack now, it lasted for two or three seconds.

At this moment, a ringtone broke the tranquility.

"I can follow you, sleepwalking like a shadow chasing light..."

The voice was from Lin Qianqian, which she sang when she was bored at home, and the chorus was intercepted and used as a ringtone for Zhao Fan.

He touched his cell phone and couldn't help but feel confused because it was Xue Changshan who called.

It’s already this time, is there something urgent?

While Zhao Fan was alert to the movements around him, he pressed to answer the question: "General Xue? I am very busy now, just say something."

"Zhao Wuzun, our military has learned about an information that it is related to you, please be sure to finish listening." Xue Changshan's tone was very anxious.

"Say." Zhao Fan was a little puzzled.

Xue Changshan said calmly on the other side of the phone: "The Japanese side has been uneasy recently. Miyamoto Shimo, known as the Sword Saint, and the only extreme ninja leader Okita Takayuki, have sneaked into China through the sea. They should be here to kill you."

"Kill me?" Zhao Fan was stunned and asked, "What's the reason? I don't remember any hatred I had with the Japanese devils."

"The big tree attracts wind." Xue Changshan explained: "Now, the name of Jiangzhou Wu Zun is in the Chinese martial arts world and even the world's extraordinary circle. Everyone knows that China has an invincible existence under the holy realm, and is not very old. It is a foregone conclusion that it is for a long time to win the holy realm. Therefore, in this short time, the top extraordinary or alliances of various major powers are particularly active, and the purpose is only one, to kill Jiangzhou Wu Zun in the cradle, and prevent our vast China from coming out of a new holy realm!"

"That's it..." Zhao Fan was speechless and wanted to laugh. The hidden gate with the power of China was almost influential, and there were a martial saint in charge. There were not a thousand or hundreds. If the foreigners who were shaped like frogs in the well knew, they would not know what they would feel.

Xue Changshan said ashamedly: "Our major military regions have received instructions from the supreme leaders before, and must block foreign extraordinary things from the country. Unexpectedly, they were quietly infiltrated by the Japanese Sword Saint and Ji Ren."

"Tell me about the situation of these two Eastern Japanese devils." Zhao Fan's eyes became cold after he finished speaking, and he thought of the strangeness tonight. Could it be... they were them?

"Miyamoto Masashi, a descendant of the legendary swordsman Miyamoto Musashi, is the number one swordsman in Japan today. He has been in the saint for more than ten years. He is the second-person in the Japanese extraordinary circle." Xue Changshan introduced solemnly: "Takayuki Okina, the third-person in the Japanese extraordinary circle, is also the supreme leader of the ninja lineage, and is extremely ruthless."

"Miyomoto Musashi, this is indeed a legendary sword saint." Zhao Fan is not unfamiliar with these four words. There is an article in "The Secret Record of the Heavenly Master" that specifically talks about Miyamoto Musashi. According to records, when the other party was young, he was invincible in the East. With a sword, he could kill thousands of troops!

Afterwards, Miyamoto Musashi was unwilling to be lonely, so he came far away to the land of China and fought a duel of supreme sword saints with the then Chinese swordsman.

In the end, Miyamoto Musashi was defeated and returned in vain. He did not enter China until his old age and died.

The time of the fight was only one tenth of the incense stick.

Not only that, the Chinese Sword Saint was also injured.

Zhao Fan's expression became a little serious. As a descendant of Miyamoto Musashi, Miyamoto was a saint with a sword, which was difficult to deal with.

Then he asked again: "Is the ultimate incest unique?"

"Yes." Xue Changshan explained: "The ninja lineage has many branches, and only the strength can convince all branches is the leader and called the extreme genitals. Under the extreme genitals, there are also special genitals, the number ones in the four major island areas. However, there are only two holy realms in Japan, one is Nakajima Sa from the Onmyoji lineage, and the other is Miyamoto Masamoto."

After a moment of pause, he said again: "As for Okita Takayuki, although his whereabouts are mysterious, after summarizing information from multiple parties, it is at best equivalent to the peak of the Martial Master. But if the unpredictable ninjutsu is added, even the Martial Master will have a headache. Therefore, when he and Miyamoto Masaru mixed into China, we had no way to detect it before. Now, our major military regions have gathered elites and set up protections in your Jiangbei mansion. Don't worry, we will never allow anyone around you to be harmed."

"Thanks."

After Zhao Fan hung up the phone, he asked Chen Chuner to guard Su Xi, and he stared at the fragments of the car on the ground that had become scrap. Now, it was completely certain that it was Okita Takayuki who directed all this.

If it weren't for this, how could his sky eye not have any discovery as if it had failed? Moreover, when the car exploded, such repulsion arose in his heart.

Zhao Fan was not worried about Jiangbei. The third repetition formation had been upgraded when he went back last time, and the Martial Saint could not force the formation to break, unless the attainment of formation was better than him. Obviously, Japan did not meet this condition.

One sword saint, the other is the ultimate sect.

It really made Zhao Fan a little troubled. No one is a role that is easy to deal with...

He dialed Lin Qianqian's number with his mobile phone, and said when he got through, "From now on, please let everyone not leave the mansion half a step away. Master Collection and Master Cast Peak will also temporarily suspend business. In addition, let Shiqi control the formation himself."

"What happened?" she asked.

"I can't explain it clearly in one sentence or two. I'll talk about it in detail when I have time." Zhao Fan said.

"Okay, I'll notify everyone now."

Lin Qianqian didn't ask much, she knew the seriousness of the matter through the other party's tone.

Zhao Fan put away his cell phone, looked around first, and smiled calmly: "Two friends from Japan, hiding them will make me feel uncomfortable. Why not... show up and see me?"

His voice seemed to be caught in the reproducer, echoing in the night sky over and over again.

This is a technique of divination. A small technique in "The Book of Gongshu" only consumes a little power of Long Yang. If Zhao Fan is willing, it will continue even until dawn.

When the seventh time rang, a tall figure appeared on the road not far away.

The man was wearing wooden clogs. Every time he took a step, the crisp footsteps would clearly fall into the ears of Zhao Fan, Chen Chuner and Su Xi.

Gradually, the other party stopped ten meters away from him.

Zhao Fan looked at the man in a luxurious and luxurious robe with wide trousers like a skirt, and three long knives hung around his waist.
Chapter completed!