Suddenly, someone shouted something, and all the eyes on the scene turned over, focusing on Mr. Jing and Xiao Feng who were walking in the front.
The originally noisy scene immediately became audible as Jing Lao glanced at it with cold eyes. This shows how big of a shadow he brought to the Japanese martial arts masters!
"Jing Moxian, you finally showed up!" Kawasaki Nomon stood on a huge stone, looking down at Mr. Jing from a high position.
"Kawasaki Nomon?" Mr. Jing asked calmly.
"Yes, it's me."
"Come down and fight!" Mr. Jing said directly without any nonsense.
"Ha, Jing Moxian, are you so eager to die?" Kawasaki Nomon sneered, then looked at Xiao Feng, his eyes full of hatred: "Are you Xiao Feng?"
"It's me, young master. Why are you calling me master?" Xiao Feng picked his ears and asked slowly.
Kawasaki Nomon laughed angrily: "Okay, very good, if you hadn't destroyed Kaibili Island, I would have accomplished a great feat!"
"What nonsense, come down and fight!"
"..." Everyone around was speechless. Forget about the arrogance of the old man, why is the young one so arrogant?
"I'll let you know later if you ruin my good deeds!" Kawasaki Nomon jumped down from the boulder.
"Jing Moxian, you came to our Japanese country twice and acted arrogantly. Let's put an end to it today!" An old man came out of the crowd and said in a deep voice.
"and who are you?"
"I am Takemura Toshi."
"Have not heard."
"..." The old man was so angry that the whites of his eyes came out: "I am the manager of the palace."
"What? Palace manager? Are you an old eunuch?" Xiao Feng interrupted and asked.
"Boy, you don't need to use your words now!" The old man was so angry that he picked up a ten centimeter-long token from the table with both hands, which was similar to the arrows in ancient Chinese yamen!
"Do you know what this is? This is Bailiu Ling, the highest symbol of our Japanese martial arts! Now, Bailiu Ling reappears to defeat Jing Moxian!" The old man said loudly: "The dignity of our Japanese martial arts cannot be trampled on!"
"Yes, after I kill Jing Moxian, I will go to China. Hum, I want to see how many masters there are in China. If there is one, kill one of them!" Kawasaki Nomon said arrogantly.
Jing Moxian glanced at the token with cold eyes, and finally his eyes fell on Kawasaki Nomon: "You will definitely die today."
"Kawasaki Nomon, the emperor said that if you kill Jing Moxian, then he will give you the praise of the best master in Japan." The old man said to Kawasaki Nomon.
"Okay." Kawasaki Nomon smiled, "I will not let the emperor down."
Yes, this Bailiu Order belongs to Tianmen and has been passed down since ancient times. This is why the emperor of Japan has no real power on the surface, but it has always existed! Because he holds the Bailiu Order in his hand, and at critical moments, he can order many martial arts sects in Japan.
Door master!
"Have you finished talking nonsense? If you finish talking, let's start. I want to go back to China." After Jing Moxian finished speaking, he walked step by step towards Kawasaki Nomon.
"Since you are looking for death, then I will satisfy you!" Kawasaki Nomon nodded: "Today, I will show you..."
"Stop talking nonsense, you were a coward back then. Do you think you are qualified to say anything else now?" After Jing Moxian finished speaking, he shook his right hand and unsheathed the Seven-Star Sword: "You should have died decades ago, because of your cowardice.
After living for a few more decades, I will die today!"
Kawasaki Nomon suddenly became angry when he heard words like 'shrinking turtle' and 'cowardly': "I will kill you, and no one can stop you!"
"I want to kill you, even a god can't stop me." After Jing Moxian finished speaking, a cold light flashed in his hand, and the seven-star sword was like a shooting star, and it was drawn towards Kawasaki Nomon.
'Dang', Kawasaki Nomon also showed a sword and blocked the Seven Star Sword.
People around you should move away quickly to avoid being hurt by these two people!
Xiao Feng and others also stepped back and looked at the two people fighting together. In fact, most people could no longer see clearly the movements of the two people. They could only feel two black shadows!
"This Kawasaki Nomon is very strong." Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes. If it were him, he probably wouldn't be able to sustain a few moves.
"Grandpa Jing is stronger, Grandpa Jing will win!"
"That's right!"
"The Sun and Moon God Sect, Wen Cheng Wu De, I, Grandpa Jing, will rule the world for thousands of years..." Wu Huan raised his arms and shouted.
"Don't talk nonsense. Watch carefully. It will be helpful to us." Xiao Feng stopped their nonsense.
"Um."
Wu Huan and others began to look at it carefully. Although they couldn't see clearly, it still resonated with them. It was rare to see a battle of this level.
I have to say that Kawasaki Nomon is really strong. He can fight with Mr. Jing in hundreds of moves without losing, and he can even take the initiative to attack!
The Japanese martial arts masters were all excited. Finally, a master with abilities that surpassed Mo Xian appeared. When he loses, let him kneel on the ground and save him from decades of humiliation!
"Will he lose? No, he is invincible." Qianli looked at Jing Moxian's figure, feeling a little tormented in her heart. She didn't want Jing Moxian to lose, because in her eyes, Jing Moxian had no chance.
Defeated! However, as a Japanese, she did not want this shame to continue!
"You are very good, much better than Murato Tenmasa!" During the battle, Mr. Jing suddenly took a few steps back and pointed his sword at Kawasaki Nomon.
Kawasaki Nomon did not pursue, and his expression was a little solemn. He was a little shocked by Jing Moxian's strength. He even felt that if he had perfected his magical skills, he would be able to defeat the opponent! Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glared at Xiao Feng, if not
He has already achieved great success!
"However, if you limit yourself to this, you will still disappoint me." Mr. Jing said coldly.
"You're not much better than me!"
"Really? If you don't die in one minute, I will restore the dignity of Japanese martial arts!" After Mr. Jing finished speaking, his aura suddenly dropped, and he no longer looked as fierce as before, but more like an ordinary old man.
"Kill!" No one listened carefully to Mr. Jing's words, so Kawasaki Nomon launched another attack.
"Grandpa Jing seems to have changed. What's going on?"
"I heard my master say that when you reach a certain state, you can return to your true nature. Has Grandpa Jing also reached that state?" Wu Huan's face was full of shock.
"What is returning to nature?"
"Look, the results are about to come out."
As soon as Wu Huan finished speaking, he heard a crisp sound, followed immediately by another muffled groan.
The two people who were fighting stopped. Mr. Jing was holding the Seven-Star Sword, his face was calm, and he looked like a swordsman in ancient times!
On the ground in front of him, there was a short blade, which was Kawasaki Nomon's sword!
A few steps away, Kawasaki Nomon's face was pale, and there was a blood hole on his chest. His skin and flesh were turned out, and blood was dripping down.
"You, you actually hurt me."
"The next sword will kill you!" After Jing Moxian finished speaking, his body disappeared from the spot.
"Ah!" Kawasaki Nomon roared, waving the broken blade in his hand, his expression a little crazy, he already had a bad premonition!
‘Puff puff...’, after hearing several muffled sounds in succession, Kawasaki Nomon flew backwards, bringing with him a cloud of blood.
"You...you..." Kawasaki Nomon tried to stand up straight. He raised his right hand and pointed at Mr. Jing tremblingly: "You..."
"It's been less than a minute, right?" Mr. Jing asked calmly.
"No." Xiao Feng shook his head, but Kawasaki Nomon is not dead either!
The moment Xiao Feng's thoughts passed, he saw seven blood flowers splashing out from Kawasaki Nomon's body, and then they spewed out like a blood fountain!
"Ah..." Kawasaki Nomon screamed. He lowered his head and looked at the blood holes on his body with horrified eyes, and then fell to the ground on his back weakly.
"..." The scene was silent, and except for Kawasaki Nomon's screams, there was no other sound.
The excitement of the Japanese martial arts masters was still on their faces, but they were already frozen! They didn't react at all. They were still indifferent just now. How come Kawasaki Nomon was defeated in the blink of an eye?
Suddenly, everyone thought of the 'one minute' that Mr. Jing said just now, didn't they? From the time he spoke just now to Kawasaki Nomon falling to the ground, it was less than a minute! Could it be that the previous indiscriminateness between the two was just an illusion?
, or that Jing Moxian didn’t use all his strength at all?
Thinking of this, everyone felt chills in their bones. How terrifying is Jing Moxian? Is he still human?
"You, you...uh..." Kawasaki Nomon's body twitched. He never thought that he would be defeated so completely! Now it seems that even if he has achieved great success, he is still no match for Jing Moxian.
"I let you breathe because I want you to see with your own eyes how I trampled on your Japanese martial arts again!" Mr. Jing finished speaking and walked towards Takemura Ryu.
"Jing Moxian, what are you going to do!" Takemura Lun saw Mr. Jing walking towards him, his heart skipped a beat, and he was no longer as arrogant as before.
"Give me the Bailiu Ling!" Mr. Jing said calmly.
"No, what do you want Bailiuling to do?"
"Give it to me." Mr. Jing's voice turned cold.
"No, unless I die..."
"Then you go die!" Mr. Jing finished his words and slapped Takemura Ren on the chest. With a muffled sound of "pop", he flew out and fell to the ground.
"you you……"
"I'll give you a breath, too." After Mr. Jing finished speaking, he bent down and picked up the Bailiu Ling.
"What are you going to do!" The martial arts masters around looked at the Bailiu Ling in Jing Lao's hand and became a little anxious.
Mr. Jing looked around, and everyone who caught his gaze lowered their heads, not daring to look anymore, let alone speak!
You know, most of the experts who came today are the older generation of Japanese masters. The younger generation is not qualified at all! But these older generation masters don’t even have the courage to make eye contact with Mr. Jing!
"What do I want to do? Oh, didn't you come to see the excitement today? Since you didn't see the expected excitement, I'll invite you to see the other excitement!" After Mr. Jing finished speaking, he made a mistake with his hands and saw that they were made of bronze.
The Bailiu order was suddenly shattered by him!
"ah……"
"don't want……"
There were cries of panic all around. They never expected that the Bailiu Order, which had been passed down for hundreds of years, would be destroyed by Jing Moxian!
"I heard that this Bailiu Ling can summon martial arts masters, right? What's the use of gathering a bunch of trash, it's better to destroy them!" Mr. Jing sneered and threw the broken Bailiu Ling on the ground.
'Pfft...', Takemura spit out a mouthful of blood, stared, and took his last breath.
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