On the high seas between Huaxia and Wa, there is a small fishing boat.

At the bow of the fishing boat, an old man, was fishing.

The small fishing boat, in the rough sea, is surprisingly stable, which is very surprising.

The old man's face was withered, and he didn't know how old he was, and his hair was all gray, and his roots were sparse, and there weren't even many of them.

The skin on his hands was covered with age spots, and his muscles were atrophied, leaving him with only skin and bones.

Sitting there, eyes closed, motionless, it was a long time before a faint heartbeat could be heard.

A pair of eyes, almost covered by thick eyelids, unable to see clearly what is in front of them.

But he just sat there, and a small wooden boat came to rest on the surface of the sea.

In the cabin, a person came out and saluted respectfully: "Lord Beichuan, the news from Huaxia is that Ye Cuo has died in the ruins of Kunlun. ”

The old man seemed to be asleep, unresponsive, dying, feeling like he was about to die.

After a long time, he lowered his voice and said, "Are you dead?"

"Yes, Lord Beichuan, according to the news from Huaxia, Ye Cuo has died in Kunlun Ruins. Now the Xiao family and the Yan family in Huaxia are embezzling Ye Cuo's assets.

There is only one girl named Su Ya, who is struggling to support, but she is no longer able to return to the sky, and the fall of the dragon is a matter of time. ”

The old man, who was known as Lord Beichuan, said slowly: "I'm not interested in the struggle for power.

A year ago, His Majesty the Emperor ordered me to take charge of the Demon Sword Muramasa and come to fight in the Chinese martial arts.

This first battle book is that you will fight in place of me, and the opponent is Ye Cuo of Huaxia.

Ye Cuo was not there, but we didn't want to take advantage of the danger of others, so we waited for a year on the high seas.

I didn't expect this to be the result!"

The old man spoke, reaching out and touching a long knife hidden in its scabbard.

The knife felt his touch, and it let out a very strange whimper, like the sound of a woman crying in the night.

This old man is the only god level master in the Wa Kingdom, Kitagawa Ichiro.

Kitagawa Ichiro, who achieved the god list sixty years ago, thirty years earlier than Ye Qianzhan.

He has become a legend in the Wa Kingdom, and countless children have even grown up listening to his stories.

Sixty years ago, Ichiro Kitagawa had become one of the top beings on the planet.

His life's long-cherished wish is to challenge Huaxia martial arts.

Finally, in the second year of the city's god list, he set foot on the land of China.

At that time, China was still an extremely backward era, and the land ravaged by war was full of labor pains.

At that time, the martial arts people had a backbone that the current ancient martial arts world did not have.

Kitagawa Ichiro entered China from Fujian, and went north along the route of Zhejiang and Jiangsu, constantly challenging the masters of China.

Half a year, thirty-two battles, not to mention that the whole of China could win him, even if he didn't even make a second move, there was no one to make him.

After achieving the god list, ordinary martial artists are no longer his opponents.

At that time, China was still undergoing the test of the sequelae of the war, and an anti-Japanese war almost wiped out the arrogance of China for thousands of years.

Not only ordinary people are living in dire straits, but the entire martial arts is also lifeless.

The pride and self-confidence of Huaxia Wulin were wiped out by Kitagawa Ichiro's move.

At this time, someone said to Kitagawa Ichiro very unconvinced: "I can't beat you, but I just don't accept it! Our real master in Huaxia, in Changbai Mountain, you have the ability to win the one in Changbai Mountain, and you can be regarded as really defeating the entire Chinese martial arts!"

"Alas!" recalled the scene decades ago, at this time, Kitagawa Ichiro finally had a trace of brilliance in his eyes.

The middle-aged man beside him was his eldest disciple, Ojiro Hiraoka, who had the strength of the peak of a great grandmaster, and he was only one step away from stepping into the god list.

"Teacher, do you remember what happened decades ago?" asked Ojiro Hiraoka.

Kitagawa Ichiro nodded: "Yes! Decades have passed, and I thought I would forget, but the memory is getting clearer and clearer." I still remember that the snow on Changbai Mountain was really heavy. Ye Jitian and I stood on the top of two mountains. In that battle, I lost in the end!"

"Therefore, Teacher, you have made a vow that you will never set foot on the land of China again for the rest of your life!" said Ojiro Hiraoka.

"That's good!" Kitagawa Ichiro said, "Although I had already seriously injured Ye Jitian at that time, I knew that if I continued to fight, I would definitely die." So I made a vow to return to the Wa Kingdom, collect the world's wizards, and prepare to train new masters of the God List.

Who knows, sixty years have passed, and there are four god-level masters in Huaxia, and we don't have any of them!"

Kitagawa Ichiro's words made Ojiro Hiraoka feel extremely ashamed, and he lowered his head and didn't dare to speak.

Kitagawa Ichiro said: "Ye Jitian has not heard from him for so many years, even if he is not dead, his strength will definitely be greatly reduced, and it is not as good as before."

While I can still fight, let's destroy the martial arts of Huaxia for a while, these four masters of the god list, if you can kill one, it will be worth the trip!"

"That'...... Teacher, are you going to leave?"

"Yes!"

There was a hint of excitement in Hiraoka's eyes: "Then where are we going for the first stop?"

"Since the holy maiden of Iga Island is still in the sea of clouds, let's go and pick her up and return to Japan first. Although Ye Cuo is dead, it doesn't matter. He didn't pose much of a threat to the martial arts world of the Wa Kingdom.

Although the battle between you and him has not been fruitful, the moment we set foot on the land of China, there will be countless battles waiting for you.

I heard that Ye Cuo's subordinates, as well as a few masters, hid the Iga Island Saintess very tightly, and this matter will be handed over to you, don't let Iga Island always come to me to cry. Kitagawa Ichiro said.

"Hey!" said Ojiro Hiraoka, bowing.

......

On this side of the sea of clouds, the wind is surging, and in the Kunlun Ruins, Ye Cuo, who has been cultivating for a year, has already faintly felt that there are signs of breaking through the god list.

The aura in the Kunlun ruins is strong, and there is the guidance of the bad old man, and the cultivation is too fast, which makes Ye Cuo a little scared.

The difference between magic and martial arts, to put it bluntly, is the difference between internal force and true element.

The internal force of a martial arts master is like a wooden sword, and the true yuan of a master of magic is a dagger.

Although the dagger is much smaller than the wooden sword, it can cut through the wooden sword in one fell swoop.

Ye Cuo is now, within the dantian, the golden internal force that was originally full of it is all gone, and in its place, a few small drops of golden liquid.

Although the volume of this liquid is much smaller than the internal force, it is not the same.

Ye Cuo can even feel that his current strength is more than ten times stronger than a year ago.

The god list is only one step away.

The bad old man looked at Ye Cuo's cultivation, slowly showed a smile, and looked up at the sky of Kunlun Ruins, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

"Shouyuan is coming!" the old man sighed and slowly closed his eyes.

At this moment, the ground of the entire Kunlun Ruins suddenly shook.

PS: In the early morning of the 24th, we broke out eleven chapters, don't worry, I will continue to write during the day, and when it comes to eight or nine o'clock in the evening, it will continue to erupt.