However, the unknown power has been a legend in China for decades. These martial arts masters from Japan are separated from the Central Plains by thousands of miles of blue sea, but their names are unknown.
They saw a nameless man wielding a sword across the river, and there was actually a man standing guard. No one could stop him. The Japanese masters were all filled with indignation and screamed strangely.
"No matter how unknown or famous you are, if you dare to block His Majesty's way today, you should die!"
"Why should His Majesty the Emperor worry? Now that we have so many experts gathered together, are we still afraid of him alone!?"
"Exactly! Use all your knives to cut him into pieces!"
The Emperor of Japan nodded, squinted his eyes, and laughed loudly: "Wu Ming, the Central Plains are in chaos now, just because of the fate of heaven. If I want Japan to take over China, please get out of the way quickly. I don't care if you kill or injure my masters.
Otherwise, we have an army of 100,000, and our swords have no eyes. I cherish the hero, but I can’t spare your life!”
Wuming stood on a moss-covered rock on the sea, with the heroic sword inserted in front of him. Although his face had a dusty look and his blue shirt was fluttering, he was indescribably free and easy.
He put his hands behind his hands and smiled: "His Majesty the Holy Emperor, you are indeed a heavenly being and you know everything. The Japanese Japanese soldiers are extremely ferocious. We must not let anyone go ashore today. Otherwise, it will be difficult for China to regain peace and there will be another military disaster...
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"If you retreat quickly, you can avoid death. When His Majesty the Holy Emperor comes, I'm afraid no one will survive."
He was able to fight thousands of warships and hundreds of thousands of Japanese soldiers by himself with a horizontal sword, but he still had an outstanding demeanor that was free and unrestrained. The evil king Shi Zhixuan also put his hands behind his hands and smiled and said: "The Emperor's Nine Sword Gods have gained another one today!"
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Wuming and Evil King Shi Zhixuan nodded and smiled, showing sympathy to each other, but the face of the Emperor of Japan on the battleship became increasingly grim.
Hearing Wuming's words again, he felt awe-inspiring in his heart, and had already set off a shocking wave: "The Han Holy Emperor mentioned by Wuming must be the leader of the rebel army. What kind of person is he?
All the masters in the world can be used by him!?"
He couldn't even imagine that at this time, all the land of Kyushu was owned by Liu Hao, and Liu Hao had already taken one step ahead of him and aspired to conquer China.
On the Japanese warship, a man suddenly stepped out with tiger steps and sneered: "Wu Ming, you are so majestic. I'm here to meet you today!"
This man was eight feet tall, tall and majestic, carrying two swords on his back, but he had white hair and a shocking sword mark on his left cheek. He looked as ferocious as a ghost.
"Breaking the military!?"
When Wuming saw this person, his eyes froze.
All kinds of past events came to mind, and my expression was a bit complicated and hard to describe.
By chance, he once studied swordsmanship under the sword sect, and Pojun was the son of Jianhui, the head of the sword sect at that time. The two had extraordinary talents, and they were both known as the brightest stars for a while. They had many grievances and entanglements, and Pojun's face
This sword mark was left by the nameless and inexplicable sword skills during the sword competition.
However, after Po Jun's defeat in the past, he disappeared for decades and unexpectedly joined the Japanese Emperor's command at some point. He seemed to have a high status.
"You still recognize me, that's great!"
Po Jun smiled, pointed at his cheek, and said: "This sword mark is a gift from you. Today I will pay it back a thousand times. You should die!"
There was so much hatred between him and Wuming that there was no need to say more. With a slight movement of his mind, the two vicious weapons on his back unsheathed and flew into his palms.
The blade of the sword exuded a wave of murderous rage, which made people tremble with fear.
kill!
Po Jun suddenly let out a soft drink, and with his sword flying, he directly killed Wuming who was standing on the sea.
The energy condensed on the two ferocious weapons, forming an astonishing and overbearing sword energy, which captured the rough waves on the sea and condensed into two water pillars, shaped like dragons in the sea, strangling Wuming.
On the Japanese warship, a burst of exclamations broke out.
Seeing how powerful the masters gathered by the emperor were, they naturally became more and more arrogant and domineering.
"Wan Jian Chao Huang."
Wuming sighed softly, with a look of loneliness and desolation on his face. Facing the double dragon strangulation, he was still calm and calm. He still had time to comment: "You have practiced this sword that is not passed down by the sword sect, and you are even better than your master. But you have lost the most sincere heart of a swordsman and will never be able to advance to the highest realm of swordsmanship."
"Stop talking nonsense and draw your sword!"
"One sword makes you famous."
Just when two ferocious sea dragon sword energies swept within ten feet of him, Wuming suddenly moved.
With a slight press of the index finger and thumb of the right hand, the parallel fingers were used as swords, and the two vast sword auras were like divine rainbows penetrating the sun, piercing into the two fierce sea dragon sword auras.
This is the starting position of Wuming's sword technique. The idea is that when Wuming hung up his sword and entered the rivers and lakes, he was dressed in bright clothes and angry with his horse, and his sword energy was in the air, which was indescribable.
Wan Jian Chaohuang's sword energy was violent and seemed to be powerful, but when it hit this sword, it was strangled and shattered, turning into countless water droplets, scattering in all directions like a goddess scattering flowers.
"Wu Ming, you are ready to experience the true ultimate victory!"
Po Jun was in the air, and Wan Jian Chao Huang was forced to do so, but he didn't show any surprise. Instead, he shouted proudly: "Kill Po Lang!"
Wan Jian Chao Huang's sword power was exhausted, and Po Jun's body plummeted into the sea. Just when it came into contact with the sea, he stepped on the sea with his feet and suddenly jumped into the air, flying over ten feet in the air!
howl!!!
A ferocious howl of wolves was heard in the air, the sea surface rippled, and the fish swimming in the sea were shocked to death by the roaring sword sounds!
The two ferocious divine weapons that drank the blood of thousands of people shot out like wolf fangs. Compared with the sword just now, the sword was several times more powerful...
"The sword is hidden in the sword. It turns out that this wolf-killing sword style is your real killer..."
Wuming shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that you have extraordinary abilities, but you are acting as a helper and leading troops to cause trouble in the Central Plains. If you continue to tolerate and support adultery, it will be terrible that there will be endless disasters in the future."
Before he finished speaking, Wuming's right hand flicked continuously, using his fingers as a sword, and in a moment, he used several moves of the unknown sword technique one by one. The sword energy was born twice, and the sword energy was born three, and it suddenly split into countless air-piercing sword energy. The force was like a startling rainbow penetrating the sun, piercing the void and colliding with the force of the Killing Wolf Sword.
Rumble!
The two sword energies met in the air, and countless water columns exploded on the sea surface. The water vapor dispersed and was evaporated into mist by the sword energy. Po Jun howled miserably, and like a kite with its string broken, it flew upside down from the air, and finally fell to the ground. Aboard the Japanese warship.
"Wu Ming, you... how dare you cripple my martial arts skills!?"
The roars and wails of Po Jun, who were on the verge of despair, rippled across the surface of the sea, making people's hearts tremble. …