The Japanese warriors stepped forward and surrounded Ye Fan and Xiao Se. In their hearts, these two people were already dead bodies.
Xiao Se wanted to fight Yamamoto Kawawu, who had entered the Saint Realm of Japan, but he did not plan to take action immediately, and instead asked other warriors of the Mortal Breaking Realm to go up and test him.
When Mayumi Ayako was the first one to rush forward, she took out a sharp sword. The sword's light was sharp, splitting the void, and pointed directly at Xiao Se's head.
Xiao Se didn't panic at all and said: "Brother, look..."
"Stand back, you only need to deal with the Saint, leave the rest to me!" Ye Fan took a step forward, holding a Susan sword.
The sword light was dazzling, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and the sword light gradually became sharper.
Looking at the menacing Mayumi Ayako.
"Xiao Sejun, is this your style as a Chinese warrior?" Mayumi Ayako, who came over to kill her, stared at the two of them with disdain and contempt and said:
"Letting a worldly person stand in front of you is a disgrace to the warrior!"
"Since you have such a shameless face, I will kill him first and then you...what's going on, this sword energy..."
Mayumi Ayako was a little stunned.
He sensed the sword energy emanating from the Susan sword, which she was most familiar with.
How could a secular person drive the sword energy? It was at best a violent energy, but at this moment, she really felt the existence of the sword energy.
Looking at Ye Fan in disbelief, he seemed to feel a vague aura.
"Impossible, it should be a dark warrior who has just stepped into the martial arts...ah...you..."
puff!
Just when she wanted to comfort herself.
Something flashed past her eyes so fast that she couldn't see it clearly.
When she saw clearly, the Susan sword had pierced her heart, but she hadn't reacted yet.
I felt difficulty breathing, and my heart pumped out a lot of blood.
She woke up!
It’s too late!
It was too late, I didn't expect that I would die in the hands of such an inconspicuous worldly person.
"You...you are not a secular person?"
Before she died, she wanted to confirm this.
Ye Fan reached out, took the sword in her hand, and said:
"When have I ever said that I am a secular person? It's always been your self-righteousness."
After finishing speaking, he raised his sword upward.
The collarbone was cut off directly, and the whole person was stunned, unconscious, and lay on the ground.
"Mayumi Ayako-chan..."
"How...how is this possible..."
"This is a senior who has broken through the mortal realm, and he died like this?"
"..."
In the eyes of most people, the Beyond Mortal Realm is the supreme realm.
To die like this in the eyes of an unknown person with no knowledge of cultivation is simply shocking.
Unwilling to accept this reality.
"Kill them for me!"
The rest of the Po Mortal Realm were completely angry.
They came up at the same time, waved the weapons in their hands, cut out a deadly killing light, and came straight to Ye Fan, and more warriors with lower cultivation level came to kill him.
Even Yamamoto Kawarasu, who had entered the holy realm, came to kill him.
"A warrior in the holy realm, your opponent is me!"
Xiao Se raised his sword, and the sword energy came out vertically and horizontally, rushing towards Yamamoto Kawawu and heading straight for him.
Thousands of people.
I thought it would cause some damage.
The people who suddenly rushed forward seemed to have encountered divine punishment and endured an unbearable weight. There was an invisible pressure that made them unable to breathe.
Bang bang bang...
One by one, the warriors in the Grand Master Realm, Gang Jin Realm, Dan Jin Realm, etc. knelt down or fell to the ground directly, their faces pale, and they wanted to resist with satisfaction and belief.
"What's going on?"
"This terrifying oppression..."
"Who is it? Is it the one who breaks through the mortal realm?"
"It's not the Mortal Realm. Even the seniors of the Mortal Realm can't even take half a step forward and kneel on the ground..."
All the Japanese warriors present, except Yamamoto Kawawu who had entered the holy realm, fell to their knees or were paralyzed, and there were occasional crackling sounds of broken bones.
Blood flowed from the bodies of the people who were groaning in pain, and all of them looked hideous and in great pain.
But I don’t know where the source of oppression comes from.
"Could it be him?"
Finally, someone suspected Ye Fan.
"Can't you? This person doesn't look like a warrior at all..."
Ye Fan was very calm. He looked at the countless people moaning in pain in front of him without any mercy. He would never forget it in his heart.
In order to support the Amaterasu Sect, Japan dispatched a hundred thousand warriors to China, but there were only a thousand warriors in front of them, and even the interest was not enough.
Raise your hand, raise your sword!
Endless sword energy spread in all directions, the sword energy passed by, cutting the meridians of countless people, robbing their lives, and the blood flowers bloomed like bright red flowers.
Yamamoto Kawawu suddenly turned his head to look at Ye Fan and said:
"You...are you above the Saint Realm?"
His face changed drastically, and he was a little unbelievable. After all, the man looked too young and too ordinary.
A sword light struck from the side.
"Your opponent is me, don't be distracted!"
Xiao Se had already killed him in front of him.
Ye Fan ignored him and waved the sharp sword in his hand, and a sharp sword light shot out horizontally. Where the sword light passed, the cracks on the ground continued to shake violently, and the chasm continued to extend into the distance, splitting open the mountain behind the temple.
The huge Buddha statue in front of the mountain was also split in half. The mountain collapsed suddenly, and the entire temple was split in half.
People outside have noticed.
Everyone who was outside before was blown away.
His face was full of horror, he didn’t know what was going on inside!
"Is there really a fight?"
Most of these people are secular people. They were knocked away and still wanted to see. Seeing the gap in front of them and the sword energy remaining, they were extremely shocked.
"As expected of a senior in the Mortal Realm, he is so powerful that those Chinese people must have turned into ashes!"
"That's necessary. You must not know it! The old man who went in behind is in the Saint Realm, which is stronger than the Mortal Realm. If you let him take action, it will make the ghosts and gods cry. He is just a Chinese Po Mortal Realm. He can easily suppress it.
kill!"
"..."
These people are full of pride.
Those powerful warriors were the pride of Japan, and they were extremely excited.
Some people even want to take a closer look.
Being warned by the warrior, I could only stop and watch from a distance.
Not long after!
Someone came out from inside.
Two figures came out.
Xiao Se held the Water-Breaking Sword and walked a little ahead to clear the way. When he encountered a warrior who raised his sword to kill, Princess Ye Fan hugged Zhu Sihan and followed behind.
The two walked down step by step.
"What? These... Chinese people are not dead yet... ah..."
The words have not yet been spoken!
A sharp sword light flew over and arrived in an instant.
Puff puff puff...
The sword light passed over the warrior's neck and cut his throat with precision.
The secular people were not injured at all, but several of them were so scared that they wet their pants and did not dare to move or breathe.
Watching Ye Fan and the others fight all the way to the temple gate, killing the warriors they see.
When the three of them came to the gate, they looked back.
Xiao Se burst out with a strong sword intent, raised his hand and swung his sword, slashing it with one sword, and the temple that had been split in half was destroyed again.
The life and death of those secular people were unknown, and screams were heard.
Whether you die or not, it depends on your fate!
Xiao Se then turned his head, looked at Ye Fan, and said: