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"One day with a sword in hand, kill all the dogs in the world!"

Ye Fan's heroic voice resounded throughout the top of Mount Fuji.

Humiliate!

This is a naked humiliation!

Many strong people in the field only felt that they had been slapped hard and were ashamed and indignant.

At this moment, Ye Fan's heart moved, and the pendant hanging around his neck rose in the wind.

"Zheng!"

The sound of a dragon's roar of swords resounded through the heavens and the earth, and a sharp and unruly sword intent stirred up.

Soon, the pendant turned into a thunder robbery sword and was held in Ye Fan's hand.

Everyone's eyes fell on the Thunder Tribulation Sword.

Looking at it from afar, I saw an arc of thunder lingering on the blade, dazzling and mysterious, as if it was the weapon of the Nine Heavens Thunder God to control the thunder, and it should not exist in the earthly world.

"Buzz Buzz Buzz ......"

In addition to the Tiancong Cloud Sword, the weapons of many martial artists in the field were all trembling, as if they had met the supreme king.

Even the Chixiao Sword in Nangong Jue's hand trembled.

Sensing such an abnormality, Nangong Jue's face changed greatly, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "This ...... What kind of sword is this, how can it be more noble than my Chixiao?!"

You must know that Chixiao is one of the top ten divine swords in China, known as the sword of the royal road, how can it easily surrender to other weapons?

Nangong Jue didn't know that this Thunder Tribulation Sword was formed by the fusion of the Seven Star Dragon Yuan and the Thunder Tribulation Divine Wood, and it was also refined by Wei Lao himself with the Nine Dragon Tribulation.

Its quality has already completed a qualitative leap, far superior to other divine swords, second only to the first-ranked Holy Dao Xuanyuan Sword.

At this moment, Ye Fan, who was holding the Thunder Robbery Sword, seemed to have turned into the center of the world, high up, dominating the common people, cutting through the ages, and dominating the world.

Even the sun, moon and stars were suddenly overshadowed by him, and there was no brilliance to speak of!

For a while, in the sight of everyone in the field, only Ye Fan's figure remained, just like the life of the Nine Heavens Xuan Realm, which made people worship and did not dare to give birth to any intention of resistance.

Such an extraordinary bearing is even better than that of the Sword Saint Source Musashi.

......

For a time, the top of the mountain was silent, the falling needles could be heard, and there was a deathly silence.

Everyone seemed to be petrified, standing in place, intimidated by Ye Fan's might, motionless, holding their breath, and not even daring to come out of the atmosphere.

Suddenly, Yuan Musashi stared at Ye Fan, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's falcon, and he said word by word: "It is worthy of being a martial arts genius once in a thousand years, at a young age, he has such might, and he will definitely be above all living beings in the future!" It's a pity...... Today, the old man will kill you with his own hands!"

Between the lines, the strong killing intent that could not be dissolved seemed to turn into an endless stream of angry waves, pressing towards Ye Fan, wanting to crush him.

When Ye Fan heard this, he was not afraid at all, and raised his head and said proudly: "If you want to strangle me, it's not that simple! Gen Musashi, today's undefeated legend will definitely end in my hands! Don't talk nonsense, come to fight!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Fan's battle intent was Ling Tian, holding the Thunder Robbery Sword, his body was like a long rainbow through the sun, a meteor chasing the moon, and shot out in front of him.

"Huh!"

The tip of the Thunder Tribulation Sword bloomed with a bright light like a star, as if it could poke a hole in the blue sky.

"It's a good time!

Yuan Musashi let out a loud shout, holding the Tiancong Cloud Sword tightly with both hands, and the momentum on his body burst out like an angry Jiao going out to sea.

"Puff sss

The sound of a sonic boom suddenly sounded, like a muffled thunderbolt bursting open.

In an instant, Minamoto Musashi swung his sword and slashed countless times, and the others could only see a burst of afterimages.

His sword path has reached the point of reaching the pinnacle, and there is no direct stab in the moves, only slashing.

A sword is faster than a sword, and a sword is fiercer than a sword.

It is said that it is ten thousand swords, but in fact, it is a sword, and thousands of swords are fused together, and quantitative changes cause qualitative changes.

One sword out, ten thousand swords are extinguished, the sky collapses and the earth cracks, and the ghosts are terrified.

This kind of "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Burial" is Minamoto Musashi's famous skill a hundred years ago, which contains the way of killing that he pursued all his life.

Despite its reputation, many strong people in the field also saw this trick for the first time.

Because before that, everyone who had seen this trick was already dead.

At this moment, the source Musashi and the Tiancong Cloud Sword, the human sword are one, and they are integrated.

The sword is extremely brilliant, and the edge is so terrifying that it cannot be resisted, such as a shocking lightning, like a long rainbow passing through the sky, enough to bury all enemies.

For a while, everyone in the audience was shocked by the killing sword intent contained in it, and they broke out in a cold sweat.

Even from a distance of hundreds of meters, they all seemed to feel a death scythe against the back of their heads.

"Oh my God! It's terrifying! Gen Musashi-sama's swordsmanship, as well as the realm of the gods, even the Ancient Sword Saint may not be able to compare with him!"

"Chaowen said, Xi can die!"

"Hahaha...... That kid was arrogant just now, and under the sword saint's tricks, I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on to even a single blow!"

......

In mid-air, the Thunder Tribulation Sword and the Heavenly Cloud Sword finally collided together.

Time and space, as if frozen in this moment.

I don't know how long it has been, as short as a moment, and as long as a century.

"Zheng!"

A deafening sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly sounded.

The next moment, the terrifying energy spread out in all directions, like the energy that burst out from the shattering of the stars.

Some of the weaker martial artists immediately oozed blood from their eardrums, and their internal organs were also injured in different ways, and they flew out more than ten meters before they could barely stand still.

The entire summit of Mt. Fuji was affected, the earth cracked into dense cracks, countless towering trees were uprooted, and the sand and stones were turned into powder.

Such terrifying destructive power is like dropping a tactical-grade missile.

However, in mid-air, the Thunder Tribulation Sword and the Heavenly Cloud Sword still collided together, not moving at all.

Ye Fan and Yuan Musashi also stopped in mid-air, looking at it from afar, it was like a still picture.

But if you look closely, you will find that the bodies of the two are actually trembling at high frequency, and the surging internal strength is attacking each other with the help of sharp swords.

Suddenly, Ye Fan's eyes were shining, and a wave of mighty and unparalleled courage erupted from his body, and he shouted:

"Brave sword slashes the sky!"

As soon as the words fell, all the internal strength in the dantian was injected into the Thunder Tribulation Sword, without any reservations, moving forward, forgetting life and death, just like Jing Ke assassinating the King of Qin, as tragic and resolute, leaving no way for himself to retreat.

"Boom!"

The crimson sword gang appeared out of thin air, the wind and clouds changed color, the yin and yang were reversed, the universe was reversed, and the heavens and the earth shook.

This sudden trick is beyond everyone's imagination, and it is more domineering and stronger than the source Musashi's "Ten Thousand Swords Burial".

As the blade of the sword points out, everything will be torn apart.

In an instant, Gen Musashi's pupils contracted violently into a pin-like shape, and a trace of fear appeared on his face, and on a whim, he had a faint premonition that if he shook this sword hard, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

At the last moment, Gen Musashi still made a trade-off, withdrew the Tiancong Cloud Sword, and retreated violently.

"Huh!"

The sharp sword gang passed by him, but it still cut a wound of seven or eight centimeters on his left shoulder.

The crimson blood gushed out, staining the samurai uniform red, shocking.

......

"Shhh

Seeing this scene, those strong people in the distance couldn't help but gasp, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

They never expected that the legendary Sword Saint Source Musashi's "Ten Thousand Swords Burial" was not only killed by Ye Fan, but was injured by Ye Fan.

Could it be ...... Will the undefeated myth of Gen Musashi be ended today?

As soon as he thought of this, the faces of those powerful people in the Japanese country could hardly hide their fear.

If Gen Musashi really loses, then the huge Wa Kingdom, I'm afraid there will be no one who can be the enemy of Ye Fan.

The entire martial arts world of the Wa Kingdom will be trampled under Ye Fan's feet.

At this time, Minamoto Musashi looked at the injury on his left shoulder, and instead of getting angry, he let out a burst of laughter:

"Aha...... For more than a hundred years, someone has finally injured the old man! Ye Beichen, you really didn't disappoint the old man! In this case, let you see the strongest sword that the old man took a hundred years to sharpen!"

In the end, the momentum on Minamoto Musashi's body skyrocketed, like a divine sword unsheathed, and the edge was exposed, and the whole world was shaken.

Immediately after, he lowered his head and smeared the blood evenly on the Tiancong Cloud Sword.

"Huh!"

After absorbing his blood, the Tiancong Cloud Sword flashed with a demonic red glow, and countless mysterious and mysterious spells appeared on the blade, slowly turning, extremely weird.

These spells, like invisible chains, were combined, tightly imprisoning the Heavenly Cloud Sword and suppressing the power of this magic sword.

On the ground, Yuan Musashi's eyes were shining, and he shouted, and the sound waves shook the nine heavens:

"Take my blood as a sacrifice and open the seal of the primeval desolation—"

"Swastika!"