The clouds dispersed, and the blood moon hung in the sky. The blood-red light shrouded the land, enveloping the entire village, and it seemed that even the flowing air had turned blood-colored, and people were in it, as if they were in a blood-colored sea, and the terrifying aura around them almost overwhelmed people.

The sword willow eyebrows were slightly together, and the true yuan in her body was raised to resist this great terrifying aura, she had already entered the grandmaster and felt uncomfortable, not to mention the two women, Pinghe Lingzi and Zi Ji, the two of them were pale, and Zi Ji was an ordinary person.

"This ...... What's going on?"

"Zoi-sama, Chio Koga-sama, help me. ”

Zi Ji's face suddenly turned pale, and she was horrified to find that her skin began to fester, inch by inch, and those festering skin turned into a trace of blood mist and swept into the air.

Izanami's forbidden technique of the Great War God produces a strong murderous aura within a certain range, and can destroy all living beings and living creatures.

It's just that both the sword and the flat crane have true qi to resist, while Zi Ji is just an ordinary person who was affected at the first time.

"Don't you know my relationship with Mr. Yamamoto, if I die, Mr. Yamamoto will be angry. Zi Ji shouted with a frightened face.

"You're just a woman for Mr. Yamamoto, do you think Mr. Yamamoto will be missing a vase like you?" said Chio Koga, with a hint of mockery.

Zi Ji's face had turned pale and bloodless, and she ran towards the entrance of the village as if she was crazy, screaming in pain.

It's just that she is like a papier-mâché person when she runs, shattered, and turns into pieces of blood mist that dissipates between heaven and earth, which makes people feel cold in their hearts.

Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly, because a black phantom had already appeared under the blood moon above the sky, the phantom was about ten zhang high, wearing the Great Kai of the Warring States Period of the Japanese Kingdom, and his huge hand held a katana, as if a god had descended from the sky.

The aura emitted by this god was much more powerful than the aura of Miyamoto Musashi summoned by this Lang of the palace, and even vaguely made Zhuo Bufan feel a trace of pressure.

However, what Miyamoto Musashi remains in the black autumn water is just a martial will, and if the real body appears, it is estimated that a single sword can split the god of war in the sky in half.

The faces of Ono and the clansmen of the Yamano family, who were standing in the middle of the mountain peaks, also changed color at the same time, and they could clearly see the god of war floating in the sky from a long distance.

"Is this a god coming?"

"It must be a god, that demon is dead this time. ”

"The gods punish that demon and help our Yamano family take revenge. ”

Everyone standing on the peak of the mountain knelt down one after another, chanting words towards the phantom, only Kusugami frowned slightly, looking into the distance, he didn't believe in the existence of gods, and the gods who were strong were just people.

It's just that Jiusu God also felt the powerful aura emanating from that phantom, could it be that Zhuo Bufan would really die in Snow Valley today?

Kaga Chio's Tree Realm descended, controlling the entire forest, plus the Izanami God of War summoned by Zuo Yi, it can be said that it is already a shocking existence, if this can't kill Zhuo Bufan, then wouldn't it be true that no one in the Japanese country could subdue him. The trees in the village of Koga continued to grow wildly, and the appearance of a primeval forest had been transformed into a primeval forest, and the thinnest branch was as thick as a bucket, like the tentacles of an octopus, waving and whipping, cracking the ground one after another, and the vines whipped towards Zhuo with a fierce wind

Extraordinary.

Zhuo Bufan held the Ice Emperor Rain Sword in his hand, and swallowed out one after another silver sword rays, like cutting tofu, cutting all the branches that came from the wave into powder. You must know that the hardness of these branches is comparable to steel, and even if it is an armored vehicle, it is possible to smash it directly.

"Hua Lotus Sword Formation. ”

The Ice Emperor Rain Sword in Zhuo Bufan's hand dragged out, and the silver lightsaber was suspended in the air, slowly differentiating, one into two, two into four, four into eight, and finally divided into one hundred and eight lightsabers, like a huge spread fan, the silver mangs bloomed ten zhang.

"Go. ”

"Brush Brush Brush ......"

One after another, the flying swords turned into popular and rushed into the forest, and when they met the branches, they were smashed, piercing through the huge trunks, as if artillery was attacking indiscriminately, and the silver rays danced like dragons in the forest, and the trees fell like leeks.

"Since I can't find where you are, I'll destroy the entire forest. ”

Zhuo Bufan said indifferently.

"Zoi, what are you waiting for?" Chio Koga finally couldn't hold back and shouted.

"Chio Koga, from now on, I'm Iga first, and you're Koga second. Zuo Yi's voice came, and the god of war in the air suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes blood-red, like two huge red lanterns.

The god of war held a huge katana in his hand, and suddenly slashed straight down from top to bottom, the movement was not fancy, even a six or seven-year-old child could make the same action, but it was such a simple sword, but it condensed a powerful aura of destruction.

"True Dragon Fist. ”

Zhuo Bufan's body was as straight as a sword, his eyes were like electricity, shooting towards the void, his white palms were slightly bent, the vast true yuan was surging, and there was a golden dragon swimming in his body.

"What is this?" In despair, Pinghe suddenly saw the movement on Zhuo Bufan's body, and couldn't help but widen his beautiful eyes.

In the void, thunder and lightning resonated, as if a huge millstone ran over the sky, making a loud noise, and one after another thunder and lightning suddenly appeared, like golden thunder and lightning the thickness of an arm piercing the sky and falling on Zhuo Bufan's body.

One, two, three, four thunderbolts, and finally nine thunderbolts hit his body, and even when the last thunderbolt fell, Zhuo Bufan's body even trembled, and his knees bent slightly.

Shi Jian pinched the white and tender palm, looked at Gongzi distressedly, and could see that Zhuo Bufan was suffering from a painful state of torment at this moment.

The last time I used the True Dragon Fist Zhuo Bufan was in the early stage of foundation building, and at that time it was impossible to use the real Dragon Fist technique, but now in the middle stage of foundation building, the True Dragon Fist used has already carried some of the laws of the cultivation realm.

Naturally, the power of this punch also increased by dozens of times, and it was also accompanied by the pain of the thunder and lightning blow to the body.

However, fortunately, Zhuo Bufan's golden skin had been refined to the fifth layer, and he could barely withstand the power of thunder and lightning, and he had already tempered an incomparably tough heart after experiencing endless pain in the cultivation realm.

"True Dragon Fist, Dragon Dance Sky!" Zhuo Bufan shouted, this sound made the air tremble.

A vast and annihilated aura erupted, and as the fist in his hand struck out towards the sky, a golden dragon about three feet long let out an earth-shattering dragon roar, and rushed directly towards the Izanami God of War in the sky. Izanami's eyes were red and glowing red, and the katana in his hand slashed down as if it was about to smash the heavens and the earth.