In the forest.

Hattori's corpse with a broken heart. It stimulates everyone's optic nerve.

All members of Oriental Excalibur. Struck dumb. The shock is beyond words.

And Taro Miyamoto and Misaki in the distance. Except for the horror. It's more about fear.

A chill that has never been seen before. From the soles of the soles of the two of them surged up to the Heavenly Spirit Gai. It was as if the blood and soul were going to be frozen together.

To know. Hattori is a close disciple of the sword master of the Japanese country. It has long been qualified for "exemption from all transmissions". It is a rare rival among the younger generation. The sword in his hand. He drank countless blood.

Many of the strong men of the older generation. didn't dare to fight him easily.

No one could have imagined it. Ye Fan only used one punch. Just kill Hattori in seconds.

And look at Ye Fan's appearance. A piece of cake. Not even the corners of the clothes were messy. It's like pinching a fly to death.

Just a few minutes. Taro Miyamoto was seriously injured. Hattori died. Only Misaki is left to maintain complete strength.

The next moment. Ye Fan slowly turned his head. Looking at this gorgeous peach blossom beauty from afar.

He had a smile on his face. There is nothing murderous.

But it fell into Misaki's eyes. The slightly green face. But it's like a demon god of the world. Blood stains the sky with a snap of a finger.

"Boy. You...... You're young. How can you have such terrifying strength?Who are you?!"

Because of extreme horror. Misaki's voice trembled. It's no longer the swaggering appearance of before.

"Hehe......"

Ye Fan smiled slightly. "It's up to you." You just need to know who I am. I'm the one who killed you!"

"Boom!"

As soon as the words fell. With Ye Fan's body as the center of the circle. A vast and majestic coercion. Spread in all directions.

Grass between the cracks in the rocks. They all fell down to where he stood. It's like meeting the supreme emperor.

A radius of 100 meters. It seems to have become his domain.

In this field. He is an invincible being.

Like a god!

"Oops!"

Miyamoto's face changed drastically. Hissed out, "Misaki." This kid has been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. We're no match for him! Send the news back here!!"

Hear this. Misaki didn't hesitate. Turn around and run.

Ye Fan saw this. A sneer said, "This Red Island." It is the sacred territory of my China. Shall you come as you wish? Just go if you want to?"

said. His body resembles a cannonball. With the sound of breaking the sky. Shoot towards Misaki. The momentum is staggering.

Misaki only felt like a man's back. Hairs stand on end. He stopped and turned around. Stretch out your slender hand. A mysterious mark was made on the chest. Jiao Qi said:

"Tempest. Listen to me!"

As soon as the words fell. The surrounding heaven and earth vitality were all disturbed. A tornado more than ten meters high suddenly appeared. The whistling sound was piercing. Tear the air apart. A large tree that is closer to each other. They were all uprooted.

Even if it's a magic master. I want to call the wind and rain. It is also necessary to step on the bucket. The practice of opening the altar. Wield talismans, spells, mahogany swords, and more. In order to please move the wind god.

And now. Misaki could easily summon such a terrifying tornado. This means that he is a wind powerhouse. At least A-level abilities are also available.

"Stinging Lala......"

"Huhuhu......"

The roar of the wind. Like the roar of a demon. The wind is as strong as a sharp scythe. Scrape at people.

Those members of the Oriental Excalibur in the distance. The military uniforms on his body were cut by the invisible wind blade. The skin is torn. Crimson blood gushed out.

"Oh no! Everyone, find cover!"

Leng Feng shouted. Immediately hide behind a boulder with many members. I was even more horrified.

Such a tricky enemy. Far more than he could have imagined.

Level Adept. It is also the existence at the top of the pyramid. The combat effectiveness is amazing. Even if it's a mechanized army. Nor can they be suppressed.

If it weren't for Ye Fan's presence today. Whether it's Taro Miyamoto who controls the thunder. It's still Misaki who turns the wind into a blade. can easily kill them all.

But. Such a strong man. Mostly acting alone.

Now on this red island. There were three strong men of the Japanese state at once. It's just too abnormal.

islands. What is it that attracts them?!

......

"Boom!"

That's when it happened. That tornado more than ten meters high. has swept to Ye Fan's side.

The invisible wind seems to carry sharp claws. The desire to drink blood.

Ordinary people only need to touch it. will be cut by a thousand cuts. Powder. Not even the bones are left.

"China kid. Die!" Misaki let out a terrible scream.

Her abilities to herself. There is absolute self-confidence.

A blade made from a tornado. The sharpness is better than that of the sword. Even if it is a master of horizontal training who cultivates the golden bell jar and the iron cloth shirt. It is also difficult to shake with the flesh.

However. Ye Fan didn't have any fear. Take a slow step. Towards the tornado.

Such a move. In the eyes of others. It's no different from sending you to death.

Who knows the next moment. When the tornado blew behind Ye Fan's body. To do any harm to him.

Not to mention cutting him into pieces. Not even a single hair was damaged.

Far away. Ye Fan walked in the raging tornado. Take a leisurely stroll. Relaxing.

"This ...... How is this possible?!"

See this scene. Misaki's eyes are about to pop out. The mouth is wide open. Enough to swallow an egg. A grimace on his face.

Unable to put into words. To describe her shock. The worldview is simply going to be turned upside down.

She didn't know. Ye Fan's physical body. It has reached the third level of the Heavenly Overlord. Don't say it's the wind blade. Even if it's a peerless divine soldier. It's hard to shake the slightest.

Just when Misaki was stunned. Ye Fan had already walked up to her. Stretch out your pincer-like arm. Grabbed her slender snow-white neck fiercely. Forcefully lifted her into the air.

Misaki is an A-class ability. But physical strength. Not much better than the average person.

Intense pain and a feeling of suffocation. Her face turned purple. The limbs are constantly struggling. But for Ye Fan, it's like tickling.

Half a minute later. Her resistance became weaker and weaker. Whitening of the eyes. He looked like he was about to faint.

Taro Miyamoto in the distance saw this. Worried. But half of his body was scorched. At this moment, it is also difficult for the mud bodhisattva to cross the river itself.

Just when Misaki was on the verge of fainting. Ye Fan finally let go of his hand slightly. Let Misaki fall to the ground.

Her snow-white slender neck. A distinct purple bruise appeared.

"Ahem...... cough cough cough ......"

Misaki had a dry cough. Reach out and put your hand around your neck. A delicate body under a kimono. Completely soaked in cold sweat. It's like walking in front of the ghost gate.

Followed by. She looked up. looked at Ye Fan, who was close at hand. His eyes were full of fear that could not be concealed.

She knows. At the moment he is like a lamb to the slaughter. There is no ability to resist. can only bow down. Begging Ye Fan to spare his life.

Suddenly. Misaki seemed to have thought of something. The slender hand untied the bow on the garment.

"Whoa!"

That sumptuous kimono. It goes along with the delicate skin. Slip to the ground.

Inside the kimono. No more clothing. Misaki's bumpy **. Completely exposed to Ye Fan's eyes.

"Your Excellency. Please hold your hands high. The slave family is willing to be your slave girl. Guaranteed to serve you comfortably~"

Misaki's voice is very charming. Especially the long tail. It's like a coquettish relationship between lovers. It makes the tail vertebrae crisp for a while.

However. Ye Fan's eyes were clear. Not at all tempted. looked down at her condescendingly. It's like looking at a pink skull. Leng Leng said:

"Say—the three of you have come to Chishima from the Wa Kingdom. What's the attempt?"

"This ......"

Misaki heard this. Stand up. Eyes rolled. Obviously making up a lie in his heart.

"Humph!"

Ye Fan snorted coldly. There is no pity for the jade. Flick your fingers. Turbulent internal energy shot out from between his fingers.

"Bang!"

The next moment. Misaki's eyebrows. A huge hole in blood appeared.

Incense and jade died. Utterly dead.

Her eyes widened. I didn't figure it out until I died. Ye Fan would be so decisive. Don't give her any chance. Spicy hands destroy flowers.