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Chapter 998 The Eastern God of War!

Tooth for tooth, blood for blood!

This is Ye Fan's code of conduct.

Within a few days, Ye Fan wiped out all the major martial arts sects in Japan with overwhelming force.

For the Japanese martial arts world, the name "Ye Beichen" is like a terrifying existence like a demon king.

Frightened by his invincible appearance, many Japanese warriors disappeared one after another, traveling overseas, hiding in the mountains, or shutting themselves in life and death.

At the same time, Ye Fan's feats in Japan were also spread back to China.

The entire Yinmen Forum was abuzz with excitement, and 90% of the posts in the forum were related to Ye Beichen.

Previously, when Ye Beichen reached the top of the God List, some people questioned his strength and believed that he was not qualified to be ranked above the many supreme geniuses.

But now, those who once doubted him have suddenly changed their stance and become his most loyal supporters.

"Ye Beichen is awesome!"

"With the power of one person, he can defeat the Japanese martial arts world. How invincible is this!"

"Those little Japanese guys just need to be dealt with. Finally, let them know how powerful the Chinese magic is!"

On the other hand, someone also posted a question:

"Who is this Ye Beichen?"

"To have such strong strength at such a young age is definitely a genius that only happens once in a thousand years!"

"That's right! Even compared to those strong men of the older generation, I'm afraid it's not much more!"



In the far west, Kunlun Mountain, inside a magnificent palace.

Ji Yuanhao, the young master of the Xuanyuan Ji clan, wearing a purple gold crown and a four-clawed python robe, is sitting on the throne.

At this moment, his face was gloomy, and the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched, as if he was suppressing overwhelming anger.

In front of the main hall, Long Yi and Long Er knelt down on one knee.

"Young Master, my subordinate is incompetent. Not only did he fail to complete the task, he also lost his gentian spear. Please punish me, young master!" Long Yi said in a deep voice.

After these two Qiankun Dragon Guards were defeated by Ye Fan, they rushed back to Kunlun Mountain without stopping and told Ji Yuanhao the whole process of their duel with Ye Fan.

"What a Ye Beichen! I didn't expect... I underestimated you!" Ji Yuanhao said to himself, with Lingtian's fighting spirit contained in every word.

"That's right!" Long Yi suddenly thought of something and said, "Young Master, that Ye Beichen asked us to bring you a message!"

"What words?"

"He said - murderers will always be killed! When he returns to China, he will... want..." At this point, Long Yi hesitated a little and his voice stuttered.

"What do you want?" Ji Yuanhao urged impatiently.

"Ye Beichen said that he will personally take away your head, young master!" Long Yi said tremblingly.

As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunder from the sky, exploding in the venue.

"boom!"

The next moment, a terrifying force as deep as a prison spread out in all directions with Ji Yuanhao's body as the center, instantly covering the entire hall.

Under this pressure, Long Yi and Long Er shivered, lowering their heads like ostriches, not even daring to make a sound.

The two of them even had the illusion that the person sitting on the throne was no longer their young master, but a peerless heavenly king, and everything would prostrate at his feet.

"Kacha!"

Suddenly, a shattering sound sounded, which seemed particularly abrupt in the silence.

It turned out that unknowingly, Ji Yuanhao couldn't control the anger in his heart, so he pierced his fingertips and pinched off the handle of the Golden Throne.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like a century, before Ji Yuanhao calmed down his aura.

Long Yi and Long Er finally regained their composure, but their bodies were completely soaked in cold sweat, as if they had experienced a life-and-death battle and were about to collapse.

At this time, Long Yi raised his head and said cautiously: "Young Master, in the opinion of my subordinates, that Ye Beichen is definitely not a thing in the pool. If time goes by, I am afraid he will become a strong enemy of the Young Master! It is better to take advantage of his fledgling period.

, summon all the elders of the family and dispatch them all to strangle him in the cradle!"

"oh?"

Ji Yuanhao raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Do you think...in a single fight, I am not Ye Beichen's opponent?"

"I don't dare!" Long Yi shook his head quickly.

At this time, Ji Yuanhao suddenly stood up from the throne, with a domineering aura of guiding the country and dominating the people between his brows, holding his chin high, and said proudly:

"I am a born king, and I will rule the world like my ancestors in the future! But before that, it is also interesting to meet an equally matched opponent. If he is too weak, he will disappoint me. Let him jump first.

For a while! Besides..."

Speaking of this, Ji Yuanhao protracted his tone and continued: "Now, there are more important things than dealing with Ye Beichen! I got news that someone saw traces of the auspicious beast Qilin on Penglai Island!"

"What?!"

Hearing this, Long Yi and Long Er's expressions changed drastically, their eyes showed unprecedented shock, and they exclaimed: "The auspicious beast Qilin actually appeared?"

"Young Master, if you get Qilin's assistance, you will surely unify the world and bring all races under your control!"

Qilin is a legendary auspicious beast.

The unicorn appears and the saint appears!

It is said that before Confucius was born, a Qilin spit out a jade book in the yard of his house. The book wrote: "The son of Shuijing is the king of the declining Zhou Dynasty."

In addition, the unicorn is also a symbol of the orthodoxy of the holy way. Wherever the unicorn appears, there must be auspiciousness.

If Ji Yuanhao can be followed by Qilin, it means that he is the destined king. He can attract the submission of countless sects, aristocratic families, and strong men without spending a single soldier.

At that time, striving to conquer the world is like searching a bag for something.

Looking at it this way, the grudge between him and Ye Fan seems not worth mentioning.

At this time, Ji Yuanhao's eyes were filled with stars and he said majestically: "Long One, Long Two, summon all the Dragon Guards of the Universe and prepare to accompany me to the Penglai Immortal Island!"

"Yes!" they both said in unison.



Japanese country.

A week has passed since Ye Fan went on a killing spree and bloodbathed all the major sects.

Within this week, the entire Japanese martial arts world was completely silent.

But today, in a dojo in Tokyo, there were more than ten warriors gathered, each with extraordinary bearing and strong aura, exuding a powerful aura in every gesture.

Everyone is a strong man in the famous town. Compared with the swordsmen and emperors who died in Ye Fan's hands, they are no less generous.

It is no exaggeration to say that this small dojo has already gathered all the masters in the Japanese country.

But at this moment, the expressions on their faces were extremely solemn, and the atmosphere in the venue was even more depressing.

Finally, a sword-wielding warrior took the lead in breaking the silence and said:

"Everyone, we are gathered here to discuss countermeasures! Beichen Itto Ryu, Kagami Akechi Ryu, Shinto Wu Nian Ryu, Koga Ninja Clan, Iga Ninja Clan, Yamaguchi Clan... so many sects are actually...

Destroyed in the hands of Ye Beichen! Although he has not continued to act in the past few days, how can the eggs be intact under the overthrow of the nest? If this powerful enemy is not eliminated, the entire Japanese martial arts world will be shrouded in shadow, and there will never be any chance of success.

day!"

"Hey..." an old man sighed and said: "What can we do? That Ye Beichen can trigger a tsunami. This is a realm that only gods can reach! Even if the official army is sent out, I am afraid that it will not be able to eliminate the strong men of that level. On the contrary,

This will anger him and the consequences will be disastrous!"

After hearing this, the faces of everyone in the venue became even more ugly.

For a peerless strongman like Ye Fan, even if tens of thousands of elite soldiers were deployed, they probably wouldn't be able to hurt him at all.

If weapons of mass destruction such as missiles are used, there may be hope.

However, to launch missiles in a big city like Tokyo, Japanese officials would not be able to make such a ridiculous decision even if they were crazy.

"Baga! Are we going to let him dominate us?!"

"That's right!" Suddenly, someone seemed to have thought of something and asked: "Is there any news from Ise Shrine? If the high priest is willing to take action, Ye Beichen can be killed in minutes!"

"We have asked for help from Ise Shrine for a long time! But so far, we have not received any response!"

At this moment, an inconspicuous old man in the crowd suddenly said: "It seems that there is only one person in the huge Japanese country who can defeat Ye Beichen!"

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"

The next moment, the eyes of everyone in the venue fell on the old man, full of expectation.

"Senior Kurosaki, please stop being so pretentious and tell me who has that ability?" Someone asked immediately.

This old man, named Kurosaki Yuuo, is nearly a hundred years old. He is very senior in the Japanese martial arts world. Even the major swordsmen who are active today have to call him "teacher" when they see him.

Suddenly, Kurosaki Yuuo seemed to recall something, with an expression of admiration on his face, and said word by word:

"That lord is the undefeated legend from a hundred years ago, the Japanese God of War, and a swordsman of a generation——"

"Source-Bu-Zang!"


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