"One day, with the sword in my hand, I will kill all the Japanese dogs in the world!"
Ye Fan's heroic voice resounded throughout the top of Mount Fuji.
humiliation!
This is a naked humiliation!
Many powerful Japanese people in the field felt that they had been slapped hard, and were filled with shame and anger.
At this moment, Ye Fan thought, and the pendant hanging around his neck rose in the wind.
"Zheng!"
The roar of the sword, like a dragon's roar, resounded throughout the world, and a sharp and unruly sword intent arose.
Soon, the pendant turned into a Thunder Tribulation Sword and was held in Ye Fan's hand.
Everyone's eyes fell on the Thunder Tribulation Sword.
Looking from a distance, I could see arc thunder lingering on the blade, which was dazzling and mysterious, as if it was a weapon used by the Nine Heavens Thunder God to control the thunder, and should not exist in the world.
"Buzz buzz buzz..."
Except for the Tian Congyun Sword, the weapons of many warriors in the field were trembling, as if they had met the supreme king.
Even the Chi Xiao Sword in Nangong Jue's hand was trembling.
Upon noticing this strangeness, Nangong Jue's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "This... what kind of sword is this? How can it be more noble than my Chi Xiao?!"
You must know that Chixiao is one of the top ten divine swords in China and is known as the sword of kings. How can he easily surrender to other weapons?
Nangong Jue didn't know that this Thunder Tribulation Sword was made from the fusion of the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss and the Thunder Tribulation Sacred Wood, and was refined by Mr. Wei himself using the Nine Dragon Cauldron.
Its quality has made a qualitative leap, far better than other divine swords, and second only to the No. 1 Holy Dao Xuanyuan Sword.
At this moment, Ye Fan, who is holding the Thunder Tribulation Sword, seems to have become the center of the world, high above, dominating the common people, spanning eternity, and ruling the world.
Even the sun, moon and stars suddenly pale in comparison to him, without any brilliance at all!
For a moment, only Ye Fan's figure remained in the sight of everyone in the venue. Like a life in the Nine Heavens Mysterious Realm, people worshiped him and did not dare to show any resistance.
Such an extraordinary and saintly demeanor is even better than that of the Sword Master Gen Musashi.
…
For a moment, the mountaintop was completely silent, you could hear a needle drop, and it was deathly quiet.
Everyone seemed to have been petrified, standing still in place, overwhelmed by Ye Fan's power, motionless, holding their breath and concentrating, not even daring to release their breath.
Suddenly, Minamoto Musashi stared at Ye Fan, his eyes as sharp as a falcon, and said word by word: "He is indeed a martial arts genius who meets once in a thousand years. He is so powerful at such a young age, and he will definitely be superior to all living beings in the future.
! What a pity... I met me! Today, I will kill you with my own hands!"
Between the lines, there was a strong killing intent, which seemed to turn into an endless stream of angry waves, pressing towards Ye Fan, trying to crush him.
When Ye Fan heard this, he was not afraid at all. He raised his head and said proudly: "It's not that simple to kill me! Minamoto Musashi, today your undefeated legend will definitely end in my hands! Stop talking nonsense and come to fight!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan's fighting spirit was so high that he held the Thunder Tribulation Sword in his hand. His figure was like a rainbow penetrating the sun, a meteor chasing the moon, and shooting forward.
"Whoosh!"
The tip of the Thunder Tribulation sword bloomed with light as bright as a star, as if it could poke a hole in the sky.
"Well done! Mysterious meaning - Burial of Ten Thousand Swords!"
Minamoto Musashi shouted loudly, holding the Tiancongyun Sword tightly with both hands, and the aura from his body burst out like an angry dragon emerging from the sea.
"Pfftttttttttttt!"
The sound of sonic boom suddenly sounded, like a series of muffled thunder exploding.
In an instant, Minamoto Musashi slashed countless times with his sword, and others could only see the afterimages.
His swordsmanship has reached its peak. There are no direct thrusts in his moves, only chopping.
One sword is faster than the other, and one sword is more powerful than the other.
It is said to be ten thousand swords, but it is actually just one sword. Thousands of swords are fused together, and quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes.
When one sword comes out, ten thousand swords are destroyed, the sky collapses and the earth splits, and ghosts and gods are frightened.
This "Burial of Ten Thousand Swords" is a stunt that Minamoto Musashi became famous for a hundred years ago, and it contains the way of killing that he pursued throughout his life.
Despite its reputation, many powerful Japanese players in the arena had seen this move for the first time.
Because before that, everyone who had seen this move was dead.
At this moment, Minamoto Musashi, Amancong Yunjian, and the human sword merged into one, merging into one.
The power of the sword is extremely brilliant, and the edge is so terrifying that it cannot be resisted. It is like a startling light that sparks lightning, or a rainbow that stretches across the sky, enough to destroy all enemies.
For a moment, everyone in the venue was shocked by the murderous sword intent contained in it, and broke out in a cold sweat.
Even though they were hundreds of meters apart, they all seemed to feel a death sickle pressing against the back of their heads.
"Oh my God! It's so terrifying! Lord Minamoto Musashi's swordsmanship and the realm of reaching the gods, even the ancient sword masters may not be able to compare with him!"
"If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening!"
"Hahaha... That China boy was so arrogant just now. I'm afraid he won't be able to sustain even one blow under Master Sword Master's unique skills!"
…
In mid-air, the Thunder Tribulation Sword and the Tiancong Yun Sword finally collided together.
Time and space seemed to be frozen at this moment.
I don’t know how long it has passed, it seems as short as an instant, but also as long as a century.
"Zheng!"
A deafening sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly sounded.
The next moment, terrifying energy spread in all directions, like the energy erupting from the shattering of stars.
Some weaker warriors had their eardrums oozing blood immediately, and their internal organs also suffered various injuries. They flew backwards for more than ten meters before they could barely stand still.
The entire top of Mount Fuji was affected. Dense cracks appeared in the ground, countless giant trees were uprooted, and sand and rocks turned into powder.
Such terrifying destructive power is like launching a tactical-grade missile.
However, in mid-air, the Thunder Tribulation Sword and the Tiancong Yun Sword still collided together, motionless.
Ye Fan and Yuan Musashi were also stagnant in mid-air. Looking from a distance, they looked like a still scene.
But if you look closely, you will find that the bodies of the two people are actually trembling at a high frequency, and the surging inner energy uses the sharp sword to attack each other.
Suddenly, Ye Fan's eyes flashed, and he burst out with an unparalleled power that could swallow mountains and rivers, and shouted:
"Behead the Tiangang with the brave sword!"
As soon as he finished speaking, all the inner energy in his Dantian was poured into the Thunder Tribulation Sword without any reservation. He went forward indomitably, risking his own life and death, just like Jing Ke's tragic and decisive attack on the King of Qin, leaving no escape route for himself.
"boom!"
The crimson sword appeared out of thin air, the wind and clouds changed color, yin and yang were reversed, the universe was in chaos, and the heaven and earth shook.
This sudden trick was beyond everyone's imagination. It was more domineering and powerful than Minamoto Musashi's "Burial of Ten Thousand Swords".
At the point of the sword's edge, everything will be torn apart.
In an instant, Minamoto Musashi's pupils shrank sharply into the shape of needles, and a trace of fear appeared on his face for the first time. On a whim, he had a vague premonition that if he tried to withstand this sword, he would be seriously injured even if he did not die.
At the critical moment, Minamoto Musashi still made a choice, withdrew the Amancongyun Sword and retreated violently.
"昘!"
The sharp sword passed him by, but still carved a seven to eight centimeter wound on his left shoulder.
The bright red blood flowed out gurglingly, staining the warrior uniforms red, which was shocking.
…
"hiss!"
Seeing this scene, the powerful Japanese men in the distance couldn't help but take a breath of air, they couldn't believe their eyes.
They never expected that the legendary sword master Gen Musashi's "Burial of Ten Thousand Swords" not only failed to kill Ye Fan, but was actually injured by Ye Fan.
Is it possible that... Minamoto Musashi's undefeated myth will be ended today?
Thinking of this, the faces of those powerful Japanese men couldn't hide the look of fear.
If Minamoto Musashi really loses, then the huge Japanese country may not be able to find anyone who can be an enemy of Ye Fan.
The entire Japanese martial arts world will be stepped on by Ye Fan.
At this time, Minamoto Musashi looked at the injury on his left shoulder and did not get angry. Instead, he burst into laughter:
"Ahahaha... After more than a hundred years, someone finally hurt me! Ye Beichen, you really did not disappoint me! In this case, let you see the strongest one that I have spent a hundred years honing.
sword!"
At the end of the sentence, Minamoto Musashi's aura surged, just like a divine sword unsheathed, its sharp edge revealed, and the whole world was shaken by it.
Immediately afterwards, he lowered his head and smeared the blood evenly on Tian Congyun Sword.
"Whoosh!"
After absorbing his blood, Tian Congyun's sword shone with a coquettish red light, and countless mysterious spells appeared on the blade, which slowly rotated and was extremely strange.
These spells are like invisible chains, combined together, tightly confining the Tiancongyun Sword and suppressing the power of this magic sword.
Suddenly, Minamoto Musashi's eyes flashed, and he shouted loudly, and the sound wave shook the sky:
"Use my blood as a sacrifice to open the ancient seal——"