Looking at the dazzling katana in Miyamoto Taro's hand, exuding endless sword energy, a look of fear couldn't help but appear on the face of the White Dragon King, but fortunately, there was a black robe to cover it, which was imperceptible.

The White Dragon King wanted to back down, after all, even if his physical body reached the copper skin and iron bones, the power of the sword qi was comparable to the innate gang qi, even if it was steel, it would be like tofu, and it would shatter when touched.

However, the White Dragon King knew that he would never be able to escape, and Miyamoto Taro, who was gathering momentum, had already firmly locked himself, as long as he made a move, Miyamoto Taro would definitely explode instantly.

"This is forcing the old man to work hard!"

Since he can't escape, he can only fight hard, the White Dragon King gritted his teeth, did not retreat, but advanced, and quickly rushed towards Miyamoto Taro: "The old man will come to comprehend the power of the sword qi!"

"Look for death!"

Although the momentum has not yet reached its peak, but at this moment, Miyamoto Taro can't care much, the katana raised above his head suddenly swung down, and the entire ring is like a raging wind, and the sharp sword qi is directly slashed towards the White Dragon King.

Sting!

Before the sword qi really fell on his body, just the coerced afterglow made the black robe on the White Dragon King's body instantly shatter into rags, and the old face of the White Dragon King, which had been hidden, was also instantly exposed, and his white hair danced wildly in the wind.

At this moment, the White Dragon King's fear was beyond measure, and the arc-shaped sword qi was like a scythe of death in his eyes, attacking him.

After living for so many years, it was the first time that the White Dragon King felt such a strong threat of death.

However, in the face of the threat of death, the White Dragon King was powerless to resist, this sword qi was too strong, so strong that he could only wait for death.

It is copper skin and iron bones, and against the invincible sword qi, I am afraid that it can only turn into a dead corpse.

"Bang!"

However, just as the White Dragon King was about to close his eyes and wait for death, in the oblique stab, a golden light struck, just colliding with the sword qi, and the two collided, and suddenly a loud bang broke out, like a big bomb explosion, and a powerful wave of qi immediately blew the White Dragon King upside down and flew out.

After landing, the air waves finally subsided, and the White Dragon King looked up to see the bluestone-paved ring, which was already dusty and full of gravel at the moment.

Not far away, Tang Yizheng walked slowly and unhurriedly.

"Lord...... Master!" "The White Dragon King looked excited, it was Tang Yi who saved himself just now.

"You stand down!" Tang Yi glanced at Sara on the side and instructed, "Take her down too!"

"Yes!" the White Dragon King quickly got up, grabbed Sara, and ran down.

Miyamoto Taro was staring at Tang Yi who was coming, just now he saw that the White Dragon King was about to die in his hands, but Tang Yi, who suddenly appeared, just pointed at it, and the golden light emitted broke his sword qi in an instant.

This really made Miyamoto Taro unbelievable that his sword qi, which had always been invincible, would actually be broken this time.

"It's kind of interesting!"

Tang Yi focused his gaze on the katana in Miyamoto Taro's hand.

"Since you're gone, let's die!"

Seeing the main lord appear, Miyamoto Taro no longer procrastinated, and the katana sword in his hand slashed down, and immediately sent out a sword aura, heading straight for Tang Yi.

Shout!

Tang Yi pointed casually, and the innate Gang Qi directly met the sword qi, and the two collided and were instantly annihilated.

"How is that possible!" Seeing the same thing happen again, Taro Miyamoto's eyes were full of incredulity.

"This sword qi does not belong to you, but to this sword!"

Tang Yi shook his head with some disappointment, Miyamoto Taro was able to emit a sword aura comparable to innate qi, all because of the katana in his hand.

It's like a magic weapon, Miyamoto Taro is just a user, and his own strength can't emit sword qi at all.

"Hehe! You're right!"

Miyamoto Taro looked at the katana in his hand with an extremely greedy look: "This sword is the ancestor's saber, and his old man had the title of 'Sword Saint' back then!"

"Miyamoto Musashi?" Tang Yi suddenly blurted out.

The only person in the island country who can deserve the title of 'Sword Saint' is Miyamoto Musashi!

"Exactly!"

Thinking of his ancestor, a touch of admiration suddenly rose on Miyamoto Taro's face, but then it quickly disappeared and became depressed: "Originally, I thought that relying on this knife would be enough to kill you!"

"But I didn't expect you to be so strong, even the sword qi can't help you, I really insult the prestige of the ancestors!"

"Leave the Qinglong Banner and this knife, I can spare your life!" Tang Yi was really curious about the katana in Miyamoto Taro's hand, and wanted to study it carefully.

"Hehe!" Miyamoto Taro looked at Tang Yi with a mocking expression, and said disdainfully: "Do you think what I said earlier is because I really can't kill you?"

Without waiting for Tang Yi to answer, Miyamoto Taro flipped his wrist, the katana was crossed to his chest, and he looked at Tang Yi coldly and said, "Today, I will let you see the real secret of this knife!"

Sting!

Taro Miyamoto spread out his palm and slashed directly on the blade, the sharp blade instantly cut through the palm, and blood flowed all over the blade.

It stands to reason that such a good knife should not drop blood, but Miyamoto Taro's blood is completely stuck to the blade of the knife, and there is not a drop of it, but the blade is like a sponge, absorbing all the blood and becoming extremely red.

"It's getting more and more interesting!" Tang Yi is really more and more interested in this knife.

"Really?" Miyamoto Taro looked at Tang Yi with a sinister smile: "Then I'll let you see it more interesting!"

"You haven't come out yet!" Miyamoto yelled.

Before the words fell, the katana in Miyamoto Taro's hand suddenly glowed with a layer of rich light, but it was different from the dazzling sword aura before, but this time it was pitch black.

"The blood of the Miyamoto family!" a gloomy voice sounded, but no one was seen.

"Hehe! I was defeated at the hands of Miyamoto Musashi that day, he not only killed me, but also integrated my soul into his saber, in order to help his children and grandchildren resolve the crisis!" The owner of this voice obviously had great resentment: "Let your enemies protect your children and grandchildren, Miyamoto Musashi is really calculating!"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Miyamoto Taro ordered, "Kill this man in front of me for me!"

"Good!"

Before the words fell, the black light on the blade of the knife suddenly rose up, followed the handle of the knife, and directly drilled into Taro Miyamoto's body.

"You...... What are you doing?"

"Of course it's possessed!" the voice from before rang out again, only this time from Taro Miyamoto's mouth.

At the same time, Taro Miyamoto's originally black and white eyes have become pitch black and extremely weird.

"Makes you laugh!"

Miyamoto Taro was like a different person, and bowed to Tang Yi: "First time meeting, please allow me to introduce myself!"

"I'm Sasaki Kojiro!"