At this time, I saw Nagano Musashi on the ring with a ferocious face and shouted loudly:
"Ye Qingyang, today I'm going to let you see my special skills, which can kill you all!"
As he roared loudly, the white lines in his hands, like long hair blown by the strong wind, extended infinitely towards Ye Qingyang, and the area became wider and wider.
The surrounding stands, dozens of meters away from the ring, could already feel the urgency of death approaching.
Everyone saw the thin white threads, like fishing nets, covering Ye Qingyang, and then suddenly shrank.
"ah!"
In an instant, the whole audience screamed in shock.
Isn't this like being twisted into a meat grinder? It's going to be cut into pieces!
"Ye Qingyang, you are nothing more than this!" Nagano Musashi shouted: "Suffer death!"
As he spoke, the thin white thread in his hand shrank instantly as if it were elastic.
When the thin threads contracted, they also made the sound of tearing the air, as if at this moment, the air was divided into countless pieces by his thin threads.
"Mr. Ye!"
Jolina shouted to the audience.
Cui Zifeng stood up in a hurry, with cold sweat already forming on his palms.
If this move continues, Ye Qingyang will probably die!
However, just when everyone was in despair, they heard Ye Qingyang's voice coming from the fine white net: "The Nine-Xuan Heavenly Master Sword should kill everything in the world!"
As they spoke, everyone saw a golden light suddenly appear in the grid of rapidly shrinking white thin lines, cutting directly from the inside like a knife cutting a fishing net.
Ye Qingyang held a golden sword and calmly floated out of the white net, swinging the sword and slashing several times.
brush!
brush!
brush!
Several dazzling golden lights struck towards Nagano Musashi with devastating force.
Nagano Musashi's pupils shrank sharply, he didn't expect Ye Qingyang to be able to launch such a fierce counterattack while defeating him.
He hurriedly waved the fine white mesh in his hand to block it.
However, when the fine net came into contact with Ye Qingyang's sword energy, it was cut open again.
In an instant, the Wan Kill Jue that Nagano Musashi was so proud of was cut into pieces and riddled with holes by Ye Qingyang.
It's like a broken net that has been torn apart beyond recognition by wild beasts.
On this occasion today, it was the first time that everyone saw Nagano Musashi suffer a loss.
In an instant, the mood outside the stadium was high, and a wave of cheers erupted.
"He is Master Qingfeng, he must be Master Qingfeng!"
"Master Qingfeng is too strong!"
"Nagano Musashi's plan to kill ten thousand people was already a stroke of genius. I didn't expect Master Qingfeng to resolve it easily. It's amazing!"
...
In the stands, the blood of the Chinese warriors surged, and the long-suppressed passion burst out in an instant like a blowout.
The male warriors all have admiration and awe in their eyes, while some of the female warriors have already had their hearts moved. Looking at the young and handsome man on the stage, they feel that the perfect male god in their hearts is none other than Master Qingfeng!
Especially A Yue, the female protocol player from the Eagle Claw Sect. She has been asking Master Qingfeng’s true identity everywhere, and she was extremely surprised to see him today.
"So young, so handsome, and the most important thing is, so strong!! Oh my god! The male god! I'm going to faint!"
Ah Yueyu put her hand on her forehead and looked shy.
"Okay, don't do your green tea thing. Everyone knows that you fanatically worship Master Qingfeng. If Master Qingfeng wins this game, I will definitely help you take a photo with Master Qingfeng!" Tian Shouyi said next to him.
"What do you know, Fatty Tian? How can a group photo satisfy me?"
"Then what are you going to do?"
"I...I want to give birth to a child for Master Qingfeng!"
"Save it for yourself! You won't be able to wait in line for the rest of your life!"
"Get out! Fatty!"
...
On the stage, Nagano Musashi suffered a loss and hurriedly took back Wan Kill Jue, saying with a ferocious face: "Ye Qingyang, you are really powerful! I underestimated you!"
"But I won't be careless anymore! It just so happens that I haven't shown my true strength for a long time. Today I just take this opportunity to let you in the Chinese martial arts community take a look at what the real martial arts secrets are!"
As he spoke, Nagano Musashi clasped his hands together and closed his eyes slightly, as if he had entered a meditative state for an instant.
But the next second, a strong energy emitted from his body. The energy caused his skin to tremble like waves, and his figure gradually grew taller. His originally thin and dry figure grew to two meters tall in an instant.
Many burly and strong men.
"Ye Qingyang, I don't have a sword, but do you know why I am called the Japanese Sword God?"
Ye Qingyang had a smile as cold as a distant mountain on his face, but he didn't say anything.
Nagano Musashi raised his fists, and all the clothes around him were torn, and muscles like steel knots popped out from the clothes.
And this change brought stronger Qi to Nagano Musashi. The Qi all over his body condensed, and a white mist instantly appeared, covering him.
In the white mist, Nagano Musashi's loud shout could be heard.
"Although I don't have a sword, I still have a divine sword! Although I am bare-handed, I can draw thousands of swords to pierce the heart!"
"Ye Qingyang, I want to show you today, my unique skill that I spent thirty years practicing, killing with ten thousand swords!!"
As he spoke, the white mist around Nagano Musashi instantly turned into extremely sharp long swords, hovering around Nagano Musashi, with the blade pointing upward and the sword body floating up and down.
“Damn, it’s so spectacular!”
There was a cry of surprise from the outside.
Because at this time, the white sword surrounding Nagano Musashi had covered the entire arena and even the sky above the arena.
Densely packed and countless.
Although it is not as exaggerated as the ten thousand swords he said, it is estimated that there are hundreds or thousands of swords.
"The Japanese Sword God, the Japanese Sword God finally displays his divine power!"
Hanekawa Tsubasa was so excited that his whole body trembled, and he knelt down towards the ring with a plop, with a pious look on his face: "When the sword god comes out, he will kill ghosts and gods! Long live the Japanese sword god!"
However, the people in the stands could not remain calm at this time.
There are so many swords, and they are all fired at random. What if one of them is accidentally injured?
It's not worth losing your life watching a game!
In an instant, everyone stood up and fled from their seats, but they were not willing to miss such a wonderful duel, so they all fled to the farthest location, found cover, and nervously looked toward the ring.
In the surrounding stands, only Shen Jiuzhou, Cui Zifeng and other experts with certain defensive capabilities were left.
At this time, Nagano Musashi on the ring shouted loudly and began to attack.
"Thousands of swords return to the clan, and the sword points to one heart!"
He shouted loudly, and all the long swords of zhenqi were turned sideways in an instant, with the sword pointed directly at Ye Qingyang.
"Thousands of swords fired together! Kill!"
Nagano Musashi suddenly waved his hand in the direction of Ye Qingyang.
The overwhelming flying swords flew toward Ye Qingyang with a buzzing sound that ripped through the air.
One person controls ten thousand swords, and all ten thousand swords can be fired simultaneously.
Such a fierce and spectacular magical skill vividly demonstrated Nagano Musashi's god-like ability.
However, here, Ye Qingyang shook his head and sighed softly.
"Alas! Is this your unique skill? It seems that Japanese martial arts still has a long way to go!"
As he spoke, green light bloomed all over his body, and the golden Jiuxuan Tianshi Sword in his hand was instantly wrapped in green light, and the sword light grew dozens of inches.
Ye Qingyang swung the Tianshi Sword and swept forward with a thunderous force.