Chapter 100: Martial Arts Mythology, A Nameless Sword Comes West!
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The stormy waves crashed onto the shore and rolled up thousands of piles of snow.
Brilliant fireworks suddenly bloomed in the night sky, lighting up the sky.
Lu Meng, who was dressed in white, stroked his palm and smiled and said: "Who dares to stand upright with a sword, only General Qi? Now that the matter has been decided, Huanglong Battleship, prepare to attack!"
"General, follow your orders!"
Qiang Ran, the powerful general of the Huanglong navy, clasped his fists and took the order to leave.
Above the vast expanse of waves, the tall and majestic Huanglong warship cut through the waves and crashed directly towards the Japanese Navy.
The invincible dynasty navy finally showed its ferocious fangs in front of the world.
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Two flowers bloom, one on each side.
The ambitious Japanese Emperor gave an order, and the thousands of Japanese warships on the sea quickly approached the shore.
The warriors all grasped the hilts of their swords at their waists, looking excited and excited.
The old emperor has promised a heavy reward. The first samurai to capture Yunzhou will be made a general and enjoy supreme honor.
"Everyone, China is empty, and great things will be accomplished, right before our eyes!"
As the coast became clearer and clearer, the Emperor of Japan raised his arms and shouted loudly, with a powerful and exciting voice, which inspired the Japanese martial arts masters to cheer up and scream excitedly.
Most of them are top-notch martial arts experts from the Japanese platoon. They were recruited by the old Japanese emperor to serve as his subordinates. Naturally, they also covet the spiritual land of China.
Suddenly, someone on the warship shouted: "Look, there is a person on the sea!?"
Everyone was in an uproar and took a closer look. They saw a man running wildly on the sea, with countless water pillars rising under his feet, heading straight for the warship.
"The master of Wushen Jue Palace is Jue Wushen!"
The Emperor of Japan narrowed his eyes, a bright light burst out from the slits in his eyes, and he suddenly stared at the cyan figure behind Jue Wushen.
The founder of Shaolin, Bodhidharma, once crossed a river with a reed and shocked the world. When his martial arts reached the level of Jue Wu, he could also run across rivers and seas. However, that green figure, walking on the water as if walking on flat ground, was chasing Jue Wu at full speed. God, wanton and unrestrained.
In contrast, Jue Wushen's armor was scattered and he was as hasty as a bereaved dog. He didn't dare to fight back at all. He still had no trace of his usual domineering spirit and ran straight towards the warship.
"Emperor, save me!"
Jue Wushen watched as the wind in his ears got louder and louder, the evil king was chasing after him again, his liver and gallbladder were shattered, and he started to scream.
The indestructible golden body is invulnerable, and can even withstand ordinary internal energy, but the evil king's methods are so good that there are endless killers. Finally, he condenses his energy into a cone, pierces through hundreds of holes, and attacks with fierce force, and finally let him Jue Wushen suffered internal injuries.
The indestructible golden body moves from the outside to the inside, but if there is absolutely no divine energy that can continue to circulate, then there is a fatal flaw. If the fight continues, I am afraid that within a hundred moves, I will die under the mark of immortality.
Jue Wushen looked domineering, but in fact he was not a reckless person. What's more, at this time, Qi Jiguang had led the Qi family army to kill his ghost Rakshasa to pieces. He even left his family members on his ship and went straight to the old emperor. warships are coming.
"Hmph! Useless idiot!"
The Emperor of Japan immediately understood the reason, his face was uncertain, but he finally raised his hand and solemnly ordered: "Go and rescue him."
The Japanese masters under his command brazenly accepted the order. The archers on the ship had already been prepared. They pulled the strings and fired arrows. The arrows fell like a heavy snow in the middle of winter!
Immediately afterwards, dozens of lone boats rushed out on the sea and headed straight for Shizhixuan.
Shi Zhixuan used the Immortal Seal, and his energy turned like a wheel, blocking all the arrows that were like rainstorms in the air. After only a moment of delay, Jue Wushen took the opportunity to escape onto the warship, looking back at the sea, still
Shocked.
The Emperor of Japan looked coldly, snorted, and asked: "Wushenjuegong wants to be the vanguard. You have said that you want to sweep through the Central Plains martial arts. What is going on now?"
Jue Wushendao: "I don't know why, the news has leaked! The Han army has been ambushed on the shore for a long time. These people are tough soldiers. Your Majesty, please be careful!"
"Ghost Rakshasa is running rampant in Japan, how domineering it is, but it was killed by thousands of people from the Central Plains?"
"Tsk tsk! Of the tens of thousands of ghost Rakshasa, only one Jue Wushen escaped, and he was being hunted like a lost dog."
"It seems that those people from the Central Plains are really gods descended to earth, right?"
The strong Japanese martial arts men ridiculed him.
Jue Wushen glared angrily, clasped his fists and said, "Without further delay, please give your Majesty's order to dock the warships, march out all the troops, cut the damn Han people into pieces, and counterattack Yunzhou. Great achievements can be expected!"
The loss of his beloved son and the defeat of his subordinates. For Jue Wushen, today is simply a nightmare like hell. Only the blood of the Central Plains people can wash away today's shame!
At this moment, a green sword light suddenly appeared from the shore, like lightning, flying across the sky.
This sword light was so dazzling that the Japanese masters on the boat immediately felt the warning sign and raised their eyes to look up. What was shocking was that the speed of everyone's eyes turned seemed to be unable to keep up with the sword light coming through the sky.
speed!
laugh!
The sound of the sword broke through the air, and the flying sword flew across the river and circled the sea. In the blink of an eye, dozens of Japanese masters who came from the boat had been chopped into two pieces by the sword energy.
It wasn't until the boat was destroyed and everyone was killed that everyone realized that there was a swordsman in blue standing on the rocks offshore.
"This man's swordsmanship is still higher than that of the Emperor's Nine Sword Gods back then!"
Evil King Shi Zhixuan stood twisted and raised his sword eyebrows, Gu Jing Bubo's face was full of shock.
As soon as the master takes action, he will know if there is any.
The blue-shirted swordsman's sword was like a startling dragon, and he brutally killed thirteen top masters in Japan. Shi Zhixuan boasted that he used the Immortal Seal and the phantom body to resist, but he could only temporarily avoid the sharp edge.
The face of the old Emperor of Japan suddenly changed, and he shouted in a strange Chinese dialect: "You are... a martial arts legend, the sword god Wuming, and you are not dead yet?!"
The Central Plains is full of outstanding people and is much larger than the tiny land of Japan.
Decades ago, there was a peerless swordsman who had never been seen in a century. With the heroic sword in his hand, he defeated all the heroes in the world. In the end, there was no enemy, and he earned a reputation as a martial arts myth.
It is Wu Ming!
The Emperor of Japan was ambitious and coveted China, so he naturally inquired about a lot of information about the martial arts in the Central Plains.
Taking advantage of Wuming's power, they did not dare to invade. They only dared to reveal their ambitions for China after Wuming disappeared in the Central Plains martial arts world...