Qin Yinuo was stunned, his delicate body was shaking, and he couldn't believe his eyes.
Qin Fan actually has the power to control the world.
This is no longer a category of martial arts, but magic.
No!
Spells are not that powerful!
This is definitely a legendary magical power.
Thinking of her previous prejudices against Qin Fan and labeling him as a playboy, Qin Yinuo's face suddenly became hot, as if he had been slapped several times by Qin Fan.
What a slap in the face!
In the castle tower.
"It is worthy of being a country of martial arts, with prosperous martial arts and many strong men."
Qin Fan looked at the broken top ten warriors and murmured softly, with a look of regret on his face.
The strength of the ten martial arts masters are all Huajin masters, and they all have the means to use Gangjin.
If he came at the early stage of foundation building, maybe these people would cause him some trouble.
However, what surprised Qin Fan the most was the three thousand black warriors.
Although they are not strong, their numbers are sufficient.
It is enough to set off a storm in the secular world.
It's a pity that he's not from my race. Although he can surrender, he doesn't dare to use it and can only kill him.
Qin Fan opened his legs and continued walking towards the depths of the castle tower along the snow-covered stairs.
Tang Jingquan, who was following behind, had a cold body, a pale complexion, and his soul was trembling.
"Those are three thousand black warriors, top ten warriors, but they are not even close to the strength of Master Qin."
"This snow is probably close to the legendary magical power."
"Now, we can only hope that the two masters, Genda and Iga, can suppress him."
Suddenly, a sound of thunder fell from the sky.
"Master Qin, stop!"
The sound came from a pavilion a hundred meters above the hill to the left of the castle tower.
There stood a gray-haired old man in his fifties, carrying a sword on his back.
After saying that, the white-haired old man stood up immediately and slowly took off the sword from behind.
He was just gently held by the white-haired old man, and before he could take it out of the sheath, the terrifying demonic energy fell from the sky, covering a radius of 500 meters, turning into an invisible pressure that enveloped the entire castle tower.
Facing this fierce and domineering evil spirit, Tang Jingquan was as silent as a cicada and couldn't breathe!
"The demon sword Muramasa! It's Master Genda Zhenxiu!"
Tang Jingquan reacted immediately and was so surprised that he looked at Qin Fan with confidence.
Master Genda Zhenxiu can activate the demon sword Muramasa to emit such a powerful demon energy. He must have reached the ultimate level of elixir power and is standing at the pinnacle of martial arts!
Only a master at the pinnacle of martial arts could oppress her in the middle stage of foundation building like this!
"Master Qin, I heard that you want to destroy my Wuzong?"
Suddenly, an old man's voice came from a hundred meters above the hilltop on the right.
The sound was not loud, but when it fell into the castle tower, the flying snow between heaven and earth was directly broken into dust.
The mountains, rivers, pavilions, every plant and tree were all shaking violently.
The frozen castle tower was like a scroll of ice and snow, completely shattered at this moment.
The sound fell into Tang Jingquan's ears, but it was like a bell. It shocked her eardrums to burst, and a stream of blood flowed out of her ear holes.
Tang Jingquan had a splitting headache, but he couldn't help the ecstasy in his heart!
"Is this the Half-Step God Realm!"
"Master Iga Hosho, has he already entered the semi-divine realm?"
With Muramasa, a master of martial arts who holds the demon sword, and a half-step god, there is no reason why such a powerful lineup cannot defeat Master Qin!
Master Qin will undoubtedly die today!
Outside the castle tower.
Seeing the frozen castle tower being shattered, Qin Yinuo's eyes widened and his chest heaved violently:
"What a powerful evil spirit!"
"We need powerful sound waves!"
"Qin Fan's ice was broken by them in just a few words. It's so scary!"
"These should be the two heroes of the martial sect that Wang Dao of the North encountered back then."
"The strong and weak have been divided, and Qin Fan is more in danger than in danger."
Qin Yinuo inexplicably broke into a cold sweat for Qin Fan.
Although she has a prejudice against Qin Fan, she doesn't like Qin Fan's arrogance and arrogance.
But this battle is a collision between the martial arts circles of the two countries. As a Xia national, I have a strong sense of national pride and self-esteem, and I will never be willing to see Qin Fan lose!
No one wants Qin Fan to bring shame!
Since ancient times, the martial arts of the two countries have been at odds with each other. Since 1,200 years ago, Yingzhou martial arts masters have often competed with each other in the Central Plains of Xia Kingdom, stealing their lessons, and trying to defeat all the martial arts masters in the Central Plains!
But no one can conquer the Central Plains and be invincible.
On the land of the Central Plains, there are crouching tigers, hidden dragons, and a country on one island, which I don’t take seriously at all.
In modern times, the Central Plains fell into turmoil, martial arts declined, and the foundation was lost.
The powerful warriors from the Central Plains embarked on a long journey eastward to Yingzhou for hundreds of years, hoping to regain their master's sect, or the dignity and secrets lost by their ancestors.
However, no one can conquer Yingzhou.
Even the King of the North, the man closest to God, couldn't do it!
After traveling eastward 20 years ago, I went into seclusion for 20 years. My Taoist heart was injured and I rarely came out.
"Qin Fan, even if he can't win, he can never lose!"
Qin Yinuo gritted his teeth secretly, cheered for Qin Fan, and at the same time took out his mobile phone and started recording.
At the same time, inside the castle tower.
Bathed in the domineering demonic aura of Demon Sword Muramasa and the voice of Iga Hosho and Hongzhong Dalu, Qin Fan slowly opened his eyes, his expression was natural, like a spring breeze, without any influence.
He looked up at the sky and asked slowly: "Are you two the two masters of Wuzong?!"
"Tell me your name."
On the left mountain, a cold voice fell from the sky: "Qinghe Genji, Genda Zhenxiong!"
"The famous sword in your hand, the demon sword Muramasa, is tempered by the blood of gods. It can kill countless demons and make the world weep with blood!"
On the right mountain, an old voice sounded solemn and heavy: "Iga family, Iga Hosei!"
The words were like a bell, and in the valley, countless buildings were directly shattered, countless trees, rockeries, and rocks were shattered, and some small stones were even broken into powder.
The sound was loud, three times louder than before!
Qin Fan nodded slightly and said in an arrogant voice: "I heard that the two masters, whose martial arts are unrivaled in the world, faced the King of the North's sword and fought for three days and three nights, and only lost one move!"
"Today I, Qin Mutian, am here to ask for advice from the two masters!"
Yuantian Zhenxiong stood proudly on the top of the mountain, with a stern look: "The child of the Central Plains, the King of the Northern Territory, is the number one martial artist in the world, and the closest existence to God!"
"He was forty years old, his energy and blood were at their peak, he was at the peak of his powers, and he was at his peak, so he dared to travel eastward."
"And your kid is less than twenty years old and a nobody, and he came to the castle tower. He is really ignorant and fearless."
"Do you think the two of us are still as strong as we were twenty years ago?"
"Even if the Northern King's Sword attacks the castle tower again, it will be impossible to escape defeat."
After Genda Zhenxiong finished speaking, Iga Homasa Soryu's voice came down from the sky again, indifferent and aloof: "Young man from the Central Plains, I know that you are not following the path of martial arts, but the path of cultivation. Your snow-falling magical power is eye-opening."
"However, the world's great road leads to the same destination through different paths!"
"Your cultivation level is only in the late stage of Foundation Establishment. This sect leader has never killed anyone in the latter stage of Foundation Establishment. One cultivator at the peak of Foundation Establishment has also come here in the past twenty years."
"As a result, he became the nourishment of the cherry blossoms."
"I only need one sword to kill you!"
"Kneel down now, disembowell yourself, and you will get the whole body!"
Qin Fan looked indifferent: "Since the two masters are so confident, let's take action!"